The demon clan watched Rushuang kill most of her own clan, and even the demon emperor was burned clean by her fire.

And now the man was smiling cruelly at himself.

Tiny flames floated around them, and the flames enveloped them like a huge net.

There is no way to break through this net, you can only become a fish in this net.

Rushuang pulled out the red flame whip wrapped around her waist, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

This very weird smile made the backs of those demon clans feel cold.

I saw that the red flame whip was wrapped in the rising flame, and the flame emitted a terrifying and dazzling light, which made the demon clan close their eyes one after another.

And at this time, a demon clan came out, he was wearing a very delicate sacrificial costume with intricate patterns, and a hair crown made of the branches of the demon clan's sacred tree on his head.

He lifted his cyan eyes and smiled lightly at Frost.

That handsome and bewitching face is even more bewitching because of this smile.

Rushuang's face became more paralyzed, just like 1.

"Demon Clan Sacrifice?" Rushuang asked softly.

The demon with the mesmerizing green eyes nodded.

"I am the demon sacrifice - Feng Song. ”

Feng Song said softly, he raised his eyes and glanced at Rushuang lightly, and then asked, "I don't know if Ji Yu is okay now?"

Rushuang just glanced at Feng Song coldly and said, "My little junior sister is very good, and she doesn't need to be cared about by the high priest of the demon clan. ”

"I just wanted to ask how she's doing. Feng Song's cyan eyes became a little dim.

"I think anyone can find out about my little sister's recent situation, let alone the demon clan sacrifice. Rushuang couldn't help but sneer.

"I 。。。。。。。 Feng Song only opened his mouth for a word, and then never said the next word.

"You don't need to be close to me, you know who was right and who was wrong in the original matter. Rushuang glanced at Feng Song coldly.

Feng Song lowered his eyes, and his long, thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his beautiful face.

"Did you deceive my little junior sister like this in the first place?

Feng Song didn't speak, he just glanced at the demon clan surrounded by flames, and the staff in his hand began to exert spiritual power.

A large amount of cyan obscured her frosty vision, making it impossible for her to see everything in front of her clearly.

This time, she saw a blood-colored world, she was in a blood-colored barrier, she looked at Feng Song and asked, "What is this?"

Feng Song just smiled at her, his gentle smile was full of cruelty, and he said, "This is the most powerful big array in our demon clan - the demon sacrifice. ”

And at this time, she heard the wind and the wailing at once, and the wind was mixed with the wailing, and the miserable wailing was transmitted far, far away.

Rushuang looked at the sound, and saw a man in black standing next to Feng Song playing a sacrificial song with a flute made of dead wood, and another woman in black beside him was opening her mouth and singing a song that made her scalp tingle.

The sound of the wooden flute and the singing are like weeping, endless, and people are extremely pessimistic and complaining, and the whole person falls into the abyss of sadness.

In front of the black-clothed man and woman, Feng Song kept exerting cyan spiritual power, and those who opened the way for him were countless demon people, who fled from the fire ring set up by Rushuang, and the blood-colored magic circle displayed on Rushuang's head was drawing a complete shape step by step.

Rushuang saw that those terrifying-looking demon clans were controlled by Feng Song and the two men and women in black, and walked towards her like walking corpses, and her face couldn't help but turn pale.

It seems that Feng Song directly didn't want the lives of these demon people, and even directly asked them to sacrifice to the array.

She clutched the Red Flame Whip and flew towards the place where Feng Song and the black-clothed man and woman were, and those demon clans attacked her one after another, and she circled them with a whip and smashed them to the ground.

Feng Song watched Rushuang hold the red flame whip and smash those demon clans to the ground, and used that staff to cast spells to make those demon clans surround Rushuang, one by one, with terrifying faces, and roared in a low voice.

Those demon clans roared one by one, and the sound was so harsh that it could break the eardrums, and those voices were so noisy that they made people dizzy and confused.

Rushuang was surrounded by these demon clans, and those roars made her a little unconscious.

A cold sweat broke out on her head, and she couldn't help but take a deep breath and shake it off.

Those demon clans were shattered by the bones of the whip, but one after another pounced on them like frost.

Rushuang endured the torture of the roar on her mind, holding the red flame whip and smashing these demon clans indiscriminately, but these demon clans all showed the terrifying and bloody faces in front of her eyes and pounced on her one after another.

Rushuang decisively sealed her hearing, wrapped the Chiyan whip back around her waist, took out two ice balls given to her by her junior sister, and hooked the corners of her mouth.

The power of the two ice balls given by the little junior sister is extraordinary, this is the little junior sister who took the thousand-year-old ice ice and refined it herself, but it is not an ordinary ice ball.

Rushuang added the ice ball to her own spiritual power, wrapping the surface of the ice ball in a layer of red mist, and then slammed it down on Feng Song and the man and woman in black.

Before they could react, the two pucks exploded, and a chilling white mist rose.

Those demon clans were frozen, and Feng Song and the black-clothed men and women were also surrounded by ice walls rising from the ground, and the blood-colored array was frozen hard.

Feng Song actually felt that his blood began to slowly turn cold, and a biting cold crept up from under his feet, making his teeth chatter, and this cold feeling could only be brought to him by one person - that was Mo Jiyu.

He couldn't help but look around, trying to see Mo Jiyu's figure, but it turned out to be all in vain.

And Rushuang couldn't help but look around when she saw Feng Song's movements, and snorted coldly, presumably looking for her little junior sister, but there was no such possibility!

A cyan pill appeared in her hand, and with a flick of her fingers, the cyan pill flew towards the place where Feng Song was.

Since you are so eager to see the little junior sister, let you go and meet her.

Rushuang held the Red Flame Whip, stared at the black-clothed man and woman and whispered a broken word, and the ice wall that was frozen with the white bones of the fierce ghosts exploded one after another, falling to the ground and turning into a pool of blood.

The frozen blood array hanging over his head was also mostly shattered, and it seemed that this demon sacrifice had failed.

She threw out the red flame whip and hit the black man and woman twice with the god destroying whip method, and the black-clothed man and woman who were originally just spirits were shattered at once and disappeared completely.