Blood spilled from the corner of the man's lips, and he stared at Sang Luo for a long time, a little stunned.

Although it was only a moment for the law to bloom, he still saw it. Phoenix Phantom.

After the death of the gods and demons, it has been a long, long time, and no one has been able to cultivate the phoenix law phase.

The wildfire rushed along the blade and rushed into the man's spiritual sea, and then, the realm locked inch by inch, directly trapping him in it-

The man couldn't dodge, and a painful roar came out of his throat.

The flames burned out, and a pitch-black figurine fell to the ground.

On top of the blue-blue jade floor tiles, the pitch-black figurines reflected a faint light.

Sang Luo leaned over and picked up the figurines, his eyes drooping slightly,

"Puppetry"

can use puppetry to condense the law phase, and its cultivation realm is at least half of the immortal king realm.

Who is he?

Is it other powerhouses, or is it the Holy Son of the Heaven Destroying Dao Sect, Duan is not injured?

“.”

On the Dao Mountain, in the temple, Duan Wuxian opened his eyes, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.

"What's the origin of this woman?"

The phoenix law phase can mobilize the magic breath.

He couldn't even see her attributes clearly.

Phoenix Demon Punishment, in the past 10 million years, this clan of demon degenerates has only one demon god Death Moon.

But since the death of the moon, the vitality of the Feng clan has been greatly damaged, and the remaining phoenix divine blood hates the demon bone the most, how can there be a descendant of this Dao who specializes in cultivating demon breath?

It's hard to do it. What does she have to do with the Demon God?

Just as he was thinking about it, the old wound in his heart was aching again.

Duan Wushu wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, covered the position of his heart, and a touch of anger flashed in his eyes, if he hadn't been injured when he broke into the forbidden area of the Star Soul Sea a few days ago, he would definitely have been able to arrest this woman.

Intuition told him that this woman. It's not easy.

The creation realm of the law of space is integrated into the sword intent, and this alone is something that few people can do.

But it seems that she is going for Helianfu?

Did these two have a holiday?

Thinking about it, Duan Wuwu's eyes sank again.

Five years ago, Helian Fu was injured in the Star Soul Sea.

And the other day, when he went, he was defeated by that man.

Who is that person in the Sea of Star Souls?

He has such a strong soul.

The Yin Spirit is dead, has no physical body, but is so strong.

He seems to be not only strong in his own right, but he can control all the power in the Star Soul Sea.

In the past ten years, almost none of the monks who have entered the Demon Soul Sea to experience have survived.

What the hell is that old thing doing in Tianyin?

If the woman was coming for Helianfu, could she be of use to him?

Duan Wuxian raised his hand to seal the seal, ready to condense the puppet again, but found that he felt a sharp pain in the sea of consciousness.

"Damn it!"

He raised his dark eyes, and a touch of anger flashed in his eyes,

"Someone!"

The moment the words fell, a black shadow appeared in the main hall and bowed under the throne.

The man raised his hand and waved, and the shadow of Sangluo appeared above the main hall.

He spoke coldly,

"Go to Nameless City and keep an eye on this person for me!"

His intuition told him that this person was not simple!

“.”

In the nameless city, Sang Luo pinched the figurine, and in the spiritual sea, there was a long-lost soul breath fluctuation.

"Chu Yanshu"

The look in her eyes moved slightly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she murmured,

"Is that you?"

On this figurine, there is his breath.

She guessed correctly, he was near the Heaven Destroying Dao Sect.

Emotions were surging in her heart, and for a while, she was a little nervous.

Sang Luo slowed down slightly, then raised his hand to seal and peel off the soul breath on the figurines.

A dark blue aura converged into a line, pointing to the northwest of Dao Mountain.