The 'Divine Messenger''s eyes widened in disbelief, how could this be a single move, which was to kill him.

His body was dead, and his soul was not gone, but he watched the spiritual breath in his body begin to surge, and the spiritual breath, luck, and blood all rushed towards the man.

Eventually, the 'divine messenger' turned into dry bones, and his soul dissipated into the world, and he fell on the path of exile, becoming one of many dry bones.

And the man's body is more breathing.

He absorbed all the spiritual power from the 'divine messenger'.

"Dead Moon."

Sang Luo clenched the long sword in his hand, the aura gathered on the sword body, and there was a coldness in his eyes.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

A fire phoenix came out of the sword and headed towards killing—

Dead Moon looked at Sang Luo, and a shallow smile overflowed from the corner of her lips,

"Pretty smart."

He thought that he was pretending to be seamless, even if he followed her into the Heaven Destroying Dao Sect, it would not be a problem.

But this little girl actually saw through his disguise.

It's smart, but it's a pity. This little girl doesn't know how to be polite.

When those people in the upper realm heard his name, they were as frightened as a mouse saw a cat.

But she clearly knew that he was a demon god, so she was not afraid at all.

This made him very dissatisfied!

"A person appears here, what, Shuofeng? Killed by you? ”

Sang Luo was not only not afraid, but he could also sarcastically speak to him.

The thing in the Demon God Temple that day should be the substitute ghost incarnated by the Twelve Demon Emperors.

Shuofeng hadn't appeared, so she had been suspicious of it, but she didn't have the time or time to explore.

With a cold smile in the eyes of the dead moon,

"That's right, I killed you."

He must have killed him.

After all, that thing that is neither human nor demonic is dead.

Sang Luo sneered, gathered the wildfire, and made another killing move,

"How ungrateful!"

Shuofeng saved him, but he killed him.

Dead Moon didn't care about this, and the demonic breath soared out, and he conjured a long knife in his hand and took Sang Luo's sword.

Actually, it's not like he killed Shuofeng.

Although the monster that is not human or demonic is dead, the guy with the physical body survives.

He did not strip Shuo Feng of his flesh and blood as a human, but removed the demon bones in his body to help him become an immortal in his physical body.

The road that he once wanted to take but couldn't walk, he gave it to Shuofeng.

After all, that guy sacrificed his life and the whole clan to set up this game for him and help him get out, so he naturally wanted to fulfill his last wish.

It's just that he didn't think that cold-hearted, heartless, heartless, and ungrateful guy would pay so much for a monster with a mixed blood.

Spare your life, do whatever it takes, just for an insignificant person.

It's really, embarrassing.

However, for Sangluo's words, Dead Moon didn't really want to refute it.

ungrateful, these four words are appropriate to say about him.

The fire phoenix walked in the sky, forming a huge law phantom behind the girl.

The corners of the dead moon's lips were slightly hooked, and the demonic breath behind him converged, and a phantom of hair hundreds of meters high was also condensed behind him.

On the Heavenly Domain, the two people fought each other in close combat, and the coercion exuded by the confrontation between the law ministers behind them leveled this ancient forest in an instant.

Zhang Jianting looked at the phantom of the dead moon and was stunned for a moment,

"That's . Black Phoenix! ”

The black phoenix, rumored to be an immortal bird from hell.

The fourth more ~