Feng Qingyang, who was originally in his hands, suddenly spoke, making the evil laughing Great Witch Son stunned.

Suddenly, a huge force came from the palm of his hand, and at that moment, the Great Witch Son thought that what he was holding was not a person, but a mountain.

Rumble...... Suddenly, the palm of the big hand dissipated, and the ring on the wind cleared the hand, and a bright light appeared, which was the Moon Death Arrow!

The Moon Bow and the Moon Arrow, he hadn't used the two together for a long time, but at this time, he was quickly bending the bow and arrows, and at the moment when the palm of the Great Witch Son exploded, he instantly pulled into a full moon.

The bright moonlight, the dim sky, and the bright moon arrows all turned into eternity at this moment!

The Great Witch Saintess, who was dozens of feet away from the two of them, finally changed her calm face at the moment when she watched Feng Qingyang bend her bow and arrow, and her eyes reflected a touch of abnormal brilliance, but she only saw this qiē in her eyes, but she never made a move.

The fingertips moved slightly, and the fingers that were hooking the bowstring suddenly released.

Shout!

This time, it was no longer calm, but like the sea suddenly set off a stormy wave, and the overwhelming essence gathered to drive the earth and the white bones below.

Between the buzzing sounds, it is actually interwoven into a desolate music, the moon arrow is off the string, turning into a long rainbow, it is no longer popular, let alone a point of light, but a real arrow, an arrow that has been shot!

It didn't fly fast, and even everyone could see its trajectory, but it was such an extremely slow arrow that instantly pierced the chest of the Great Witch Son.

This time, it was no longer a phantom, but a reality! But seeing the Great Witch Son screaming in the air, a large hole instantly burst out of his chest, a large hole the size of two fists.

Blood flowed, flesh splattered, bones mixed with blood sprinkled all over the sky, shimmering and swaying under the white moonlight.

"It's not true!"

The Great Witch Saint Son roared, looking down at the hole on his body, it was already a fatal wound, but the speed of the Moon Death Arrow was too fast, and even turned from fast to slow.

Just after he finished speaking, Feng Qingyang smiled lightly, he waved his big hand, and immediately took back the moon arrow he shot, this is a good treasure, he has been cultivating in his dantian qi sea, he is reluctant to just throw it away.

At the moment when he withdrew the Moon Death Arrow, he looked indifferently at the Great Witch Saint Son, whose eyes had already begun to dissipate, and said softly: "Burst!"

Bang...... The essence between heaven and earth shrank suddenly, and it seemed that there was a big hand invisibly, which held it tightly in the palm of its hand, and then exploded when it couldn't control it.

The Great Witch Saint Son instantly turned into a mist of blood and minced flesh, completely annihilating into nothingness!

Silence! Deathly silence! There was no movement except for the sound of the wind blowing around him, and the sound of ghosts screaming about the shadows of the void, and the wind was so clear that he could even hear the sound of his own heart beating.

Below, the people of the Wuzhen clan looked at him stunned, at this moment, there was no expression on his face, and there was no thought in his heart, his mind was blank, and he still couldn't believe it.

This has oppressed them for countless years, and even made the earth covered with thick white bones, and the people of such a domineering Great Witch Heavenly Clan actually died alive in front of their eyes.

I always wanted to resist, but when they really started to resist, they found that in fact, that restless heart had already turned into a willing in blood and tears, and they were willing to become slaves.

They want to resist, but they have accepted the facts in their bones.

However, when the wind cleared and blew up the Great Witch and Holy Son, it shattered the only illusion in their hearts, just like a bubble, which seemed to be colorful, but in fact it would be shattered in an instant.

He ...... He's dead!"

Zhang Hanfei rubbed his eyes, he was different from others, he followed Feng Qingyang, as early as the Shura battlefield, his heart was awakened by Feng Qingyang, unwilling to give in, and dared to fight, so he was also the first person to wake up from the horror, even more than the patriarch of the Wuzhen clan!

"That's right, dead, really dead!"

Feng Qingyang smiled, his tone was gentle, but his gaze did not turn, and he looked directly at the Great Witch and Holy Maiden in the distance, as if the death of the Holy Son could not make her love change a little.

At this point, Feng Qingyang's heart suddenly rose a cool air, for this mysterious witch saintess, he felt the cold from his bones, gasped, and did not dare to distract himself a little.

After a long time, the giant beast suspended in mid-air suddenly moved, its wings waved slightly, like a butterfly, and suddenly sprinkled countless points of light, like a glittering firefly in the night sky, which was particularly beautiful.

Some of the wide spots flew up, and the great witch took them in her hand, seemed to hold one of them, and then watched the wind blow lightly on him.

A large bubble was created out of thin air, and the bubble swayed and flew up, and there were points of light flashing within it, which were the points of light instigated by the wings of the giant beast beneath her.

Whining!

Suddenly, there was a whistling sound in the void, and its sound was very rhythmic, like the beating of a person's heart, but at this moment, only Feng Qingyang knew what it was.

It was the drums of war! the roar of the drums, this was the great witch and saintess who challenged the wind.

The drums of war are sounding, the war is rising, the drums of war are stopped, and life and death are divided, either you die or I die!

Feng Qingyang no longer hesitated, he retreated, crossed hundreds of zhang in an instant, pulled the moon bow in his hand into a full moon, and looked at the great witch saintess opposite from afar.

The bubbles are flying, swaying and moving in the void, flickering left and right, flickering forward and backward, the feeling is like a drunken old man, swaying his body around and around.

However, Feng Qingyang looked at the bubble vigilantly, and intuitively told him that it must not be a simple bubble, it was a magic weapon that could kill him instantly.

When the bubble flew out dozens of feet, it was already in the center of the wind and the great witch saintess, the moonlight sprinkled, he reflected the white light, there was no beauty in the sun, only the misery of death.

Whining!

The sound of the war drums sounded again, this time, Feng Qingyang clearly heard the source of the drums, he followed the sound, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, the drum sound, actually came from the mouth of the sky beast.

It turned out that the battle song that made his blood beat was not the sound of drums at all, but the cry of the giant beast about to attack.

The bubble continued to fly, it became bigger and bigger, and in a flash, Hong Renji stopped in the middle of the wind and the great witch saintess.

Through the bubbles, Feng Qingyang instantly saw the big witch saintess at the other end of the bubbles, only to see her jade hand lightly raised, and the bubbles suddenly flew up.

"Why are you helping them!"