Zhan Menghui's face was overjoyed, and he held the three-foot Qingfeng sword in his hand, and when he held the sword, it had already cut through the palm of his hand, and a touch of bright red blood flowed from his palm to the three-foot Qingfeng sword. ↗

The entire three-foot Qingfeng Sword was shrouded in a faint layer of cyan brilliance, automatically forming a prohibition, blocking all the blood of Zhan Menghui, and it was difficult to do it if you wanted to drop blood to recognize the master.

This three-foot Qingfeng sword itself is a four-grade artifact, with a very strong spirituality, a self-protection mechanism, and an ordinary blood drop to recognize the master, which has little effect on this artifact.

In order to unleash the full power of this type of artifact, it is necessary to practice with the mind god for a long time.

"Do it!" Monk Jiezhen suddenly let out a low shout.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a fierce wind sounded, and Zhan Menghui saw one hundred and eight Bodhi seeds coming back quickly, showing the shape of a large array of heaven and earth, shuffling over himself, like a Milky Way sprinkled down.

At such a time, the monk Jiezhen made a move!

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Zhan Menghui sneered, didn't care about refining the three-foot Qingfeng Sword in his hand, and injected all his divine power into the three-foot Qingfeng Sword, and a fierce sword light bloomed on the three-foot Qingfeng Sword, bringing out huge fluctuations in the space here, and fiercely bombarded towards the one hundred and eight Bodhi seeds of the Jiezhen monk.

"Sonorous ......"

A series of muffled sounds came out, and the one hundred and eight Bodhi seeds shot out by the monk Jiezhen were split one after another, the brilliance was dim, and the divinity was lost.

This is still because Zhan Menghui did not refine this three-foot Qingfeng sword, if it is completely refined, this sword will go down, and there will be no one left of one hundred and eight Bodhi seeds, and all of them will be twisted to pieces.

Zhan Menghui held a three-foot Qingfeng sword. Standing proudly in the field, his eyes swept towards Jiezhen and Feng Laiyi with cold eyes.

Zhan Menghui understood that the sentence of the monk who had just quit the truth was what he said to Feng Laiyi.

It's just that, to his surprise, Feng Laiyi didn't do it. It seems that the two of them did not negotiate.

For Feng Laiyi's refusal to make a move, Monk Jiezhen was also a little surprised, and his eyes swept to the direction where Feng Laiyi was located in confusion, and suddenly a pair of eyes were about to pop out.

Following his gaze, Fang Ye saw a black demon dragon drill out of Feng Laiyi's jade arm, circling around the light mask outside the dragon pattern black knife, and that light mask quickly dissipated.

Feng Laiyi grabbed the hideous and domineering dragon-patterned black knife, and her beautiful face was full of excited smiles.

Fang Ye's eyes shrank suddenly, and the black dragon on Feng Laiyi's body. It's exactly the same as the black dragon breath he saw on that demon Qing'er of the demon clan at the beginning!

This black dragon is also a wisp of remnant knowledge of the Ancient Emperor of Extermination!

"How is this possible?" exclaimed the Monk Jiezhen.

Zhan Menghui was slightly stunned, his eyes stared at the domineering and hideous black dragon and asked, his eyebrows furrowed, and he said coldly: "Slaughter the Black Dragon Sword?"

"Yes, you still have some eyesight. Feng Laiyi's phoenix eyes said with a smile, and when her gaze swept over Fang Ye, there was an undisguised cold murderous intent.

"Do you have the remnants of the Ancient Emperor Destroying Lord?" said the monk Jiezhen as if he were facing a great enemy. Baoxiang's solemn cheeks were covered with a solemn look.

Feng Laiyi gently shook the black big knife in his hand, and the black dragon shadow directly submerged into this black dragon slaughtering knife. The aura exuded by the entire Black Dragon Slaughter Sword became even more terrifying.

It seemed that at this moment, the Black Dragon Slaughter Sword had already been refined by Feng Laiyi.

Fang Ye was secretly awe-inspiring in his heart, it seemed that Feng Laiyi relied on a wisp of residual knowledge of the Ancient Extermination Emperor Lord, forcibly broke the light shield outside the Black Dragon Slaughter Knife, and directly put this divine knife into her hand, no wonder she never attacked the other light shields. Instead, he targeted this kind of divine soldier who looked like a man's weapon.

With the remnant consciousness of the Ancient Emperor Destroying Emperor, the power of the Black Dragon Slaughter Sword that Feng Laiyi was able to exert was even stronger, which was a big trouble.

Fang Ye had a divine dragon bone of the Ancient Extermination Emperor Lord, as well as a drop of the essence blood of the Ancient Extermination Emperor Lord, if he wanted to get this Black Dragon Extermination Knife. It's not too hard.

It's a pity that Fang Ye didn't know that this was the Ancient Extermination Emperor's personal weapon, otherwise, he wouldn't have let Feng Laiyi get this treasure so easily.

Monk Jiezhen's gaze fell tightly on Feng Laiyi's body, and he said in a deep voice: "The Ancient Annihilation Emperor Master has separated several remnant consciousnesses and entered the Ancient Annihilation Secret Realm, just to take the opportunity to resurrect. If he is resurrected, the entire Nebula Continent will be devastated, and for the sake of the common people in the world, I hope that the donor can hand over the remnants of the ancient extermination emperor. ”

Feng Laiyi glanced at the true monk with disdain, and said indifferently: "Don't tell me these hypocritical things, if you don't want to get the many treasures collected by the Ancient Extermination Emperor, you won't give the Ancient Extermination Emperor a chance to separate the residual knowledge, your purpose is not the Dao Fruit of the Ancient Extermination Emperor?"

"Amitabha, don't act recklessly. Monk Jiezhen spoke again.

Feng Laiyi impatiently waved the Black Dragon Slaughter Knife in his hand, and said coldly: "Dead monk, you talk too much nonsense, you feel that you can beat me, just let the horse come! Otherwise, shut up the old lady!"

Monk Jiezhen's face was full of hesitation, he had the heart to stop Feng Laiyi, but he was afraid of the black dragon knife in Feng Laiyi's hand, and he didn't dare to do it for a while.

Feng Laiyi sneered, his gaze shifted to Zhan Menghui's body again, and said murderously: "Zhan Menghui, now I'm going to kill this kid, see if you can stop it!"

After speaking, Feng Laiyi waved the Black Dragon Slaughter Knife in his hand and slashed down towards Fang Ye's head, and a black dragon phantom rushed out of the blade, pounced on Fang Ye with teeth and claws.

"Khooth!"

Zhan Meng returned to the three-foot Qingfeng sword and stopped Feng Laiyi's move, but he did not refine as much as Feng Laiyi, and he repelled several steps on the spot, and his whole body was churning with qi and blood.

Feng Laiyi's gaze converged on Fang Ye again, and he saw Fang Ye with a calm expression on his face, and his hands lightly rested on the light mask outside the close-fitting soft armor, and after a strange fluctuation, the light mask on the outside of the close-fitting soft armor shattered.

"Demon Emperor Essence Blood! It turns out that the Demon Emperor Essence Blood is on you!" Feng Laiyi exclaimed in surprise, with a look of surprise in her eyes.

Monk Jiezhen's eyebrows furrowed, and he muttered to himself: "The essence blood of the Demon Emperor has appeared, is it really possible that the Ancient Emperor Lord will not be resurrected?"

"Zhan Menghui, don't forget what you promised me!" Fang Ye grabbed the close-fitting soft armor in his hand, laughed out loud, and silently transported the divine power that was close to the end of the world, and quickly rushed out of the Divine Soldier Building. (To be continued.)