Chapter 1824: He Wants It!
Thundered!
The sky is falling apart.
Destroy the world.
All directions were wiped out and there was no time to take care of the surroundings, his eyes were staring at Luo Qingyin, looking at her in flames, like a phoenix reborn from the fire, with unprecedented fanaticism in his eyes.
This is the power of the Phoenix Knife.
The Phoenix Knife was in his hand for the rest of his life, and he couldn't control it.
The only thing he could do was to find a person with the true blood of the phoenix to refine it according to the previous Demon Venerable's request.
He did it.
However, no matter what he did, the Phoenix Sword did not belong to him.
Before he died, he was still unwilling, so like his predecessors, he let the Phoenix Sword continue to be passed on, and he divided a clone, looking forward to one day being able to gain control.
He even worked hard to get back the clone of the Seven Turns Phoenix Knife, just so that one day he could achieve his wish.
Countless days and nights have passed, and he has made no progress.
Until today!
He found someone who could control the Phoenix Blade.
The doppelganger of the Phoenix Sword is so powerful, imagine how terrifying the deity of this knife will be.
Think about it again, what kind of scene will these clones be in the deity?!
The more he thought about it, the more fanatical he became, he swooped down from the air, and reached out to grab the top of Luo Qingyin's head.
This body, he wants it!
Zi Yunchen had been guarding against him, and as soon as he saw him rushing down, he immediately raised his sword.
However, without waiting for him to make a move, Luo Qingyin's left hand propped up on the body of the seven-turn phoenix knife, and his right hand pulled out the eight-turn phoenix knife's body, and in an instant, the demonic energy of the entire space was stirred up, and it slashed down.
Zi Yunchen hurriedly said, "Wait ......"
Before the words fell, the eight directions that rushed over were annihilated by the sharp and unparalleled phoenix knife clone.
There was a look of surprise on his face, and he stretched out his hand, trying to grab something, but it was in vain.
His remnants quickly vanished.
Luo Qingyin had already heard Zi Yunchen's voice when she was moving, but the knife was not easy to control, and she couldn't retract her momentum at all, so she had to ask after the split: "What's wrong?" ”
"If you want to keep your mouth alive, it doesn't matter if you don't." Zi Yunchen's gaze fell on her body, and he took out the medicine to apply her wound, "Are you seriously injured?" ”
As he spoke, there was another loud bang in his ears.
The space that lost its owner completely fell apart.
The hundreds of feet high wall of water is pouring down like a roof!
Zi Yunchen's eyes froze, and he raised his hand to wrap his arms around Luo Qingyin's waist, and disappeared before she fell into the gap in space.
……
The calm waters suddenly became turbid, and the fish that had been swimming well suddenly scattered and fled as if stimulated by something.
Little Kunpeng quickly rolled two Jinpeng eggs on his back with a fishtail, and called to the ink monkey: "There is danger, come up quickly!" ”
The ink monkey also sensed the sudden extreme danger, and immediately ran towards Xiao Kunpeng, only to take two steps, and found that the phoenix god egg was rolling in the opposite direction.
The ink monkey was so anxious to fish: "Little ancestor, come back!" ”
Feng Shendan not only didn't go back, but rolled faster: "Something happened to the stupid girl, we have to go and see." ”
The ink monkey was almost dying: "The bad man is by her side, if there is something that the bad man can't solve, it's useless for you to go, squeak." ”
The Phoenix God Egg didn't seem to hear its advice and continued to roll forward.
The tremor of the sea water became bigger and bigger, and it faintly felt that the space was unstable, and its furry little face showed a solemnity: "Don't go, don't go, if the space is broken, you will never be able to get out if you run in!" ”
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