As the soul severing swayed, the person's originally flickering eyes suddenly turned dark red.

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The Sky Covering Beast was in the air, and there was a green frost crippled will on it, and the wind was clear and gasped, and slowly retreated backwards under the protection of Kong Xuan, and I don't know when there was already a blood-red long sword in his hand.

"If you want to go out, or subdue this will, the only way to break through this space is to join forces. The Fire Spirit King, who was standing on the side, said in a deep voice, seeing that the wind was clear and the magic weapon was sacrificed, it was obvious that he already had a plan in his heart.

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang was thoughtful, nodded after a moment of silence, and then turned to look at the purple gold thunderball in the distance, Qingshuang's figure was completely invisible, and there was nothing else except the electric light in the sky.

The unforgettable hatred permeated the entire dark space, so much so that when the wind cleared and smelled it, he couldn't help but gasp and feel a cold feeling all over his body.

"I don't know what you mean by joining forces. After a short silence, Feng Qingyang opened his mouth and said, in fact, when he said this, he suddenly wanted to laugh in his heart, even if there was no Fire Spirit King, he would be able to get out of trouble smoothly, after all, he had Kong Xuan's help.

But what he said made his heart move, and he was finally able to see the other party make a move, which was simply a godsend, and he naturally would not miss it, nor would he let it pass.

The Fire Spirit King looked at the wind clear, and his deep pupils didn't know what he was pondering, and after a while, he raised his head and looked at the sky, obviously the sky was bright, but the light there could only be connected to the eyes, and the direction of the body was pitch black, and he couldn't see his five fingers. 、

The thunder that permeated the sky and the aura of heavenly power brewed were almost the most powerful and bizarre catastrophes he had ever faced in his life, making him can't help but think back to the ancient times, when the power was rampant, those phantoms that appeared with the catastrophe were either insidious or vicious.

In the end, his eyes locked on the edge of the black hole where the ball of light was located, which seemed to be a passage, although it seemed to be devouring everything, but it gave him the feeling that it was clearly causing an imperceptible phenomenon.

Without leaving a trace, he glanced at the blood sword in Feng Qingyang's hand, and I don't know when it started, it had turned into a purple gold color similar to that thunder and lightning.

"This person is unfathomable, even without my help, he can successfully get out of trouble, right?" The Fire Spirit King's mind flickered, looking at the silent wind Qingyang, a touch of bitterness suddenly appeared in his heart, just like the fall of the emperor at the beginning, a kind of sadness was born in his heart, it seems that the current era is really a little incompatible with him, is it the heart, or what? He didn't dare to think about it, nor did he dare to recall, and he could only disguise himself with an indifferent heart and strong strength.

"If you want to get out, if you think that the black hole is the key thing, you have to get close to him first. But at this moment, the Fire Spirit King suddenly slapped the storage bag, and a slender and narrow sword also appeared in his hand.

As soon as this sword came out, Feng Qingyang's hand holding the sword suddenly trembled, and he took a deep look at the Fire Spirit King, never thinking that his magic weapon was also a sword.

One red and one black, a black halo floated out from the sword in his hand, triggering the rules of the four directions, and the endless screaming ghosts cried wolf, although they were invisible to the naked eye, but the divine sense could clearly detect a large number of kendo rules gathered from the void.

Under the convergence, in the originally dim void, a gray sword qi the size of three zhang suddenly appeared beside him, and under the diffusion, it was earth-shattering, and an indescribable powerful sword qi shot out, breaking through layers of clouds, and actually cut through the darkness beside him in an instant.

Feng Qingyang's expression was solemn, at the moment when the sword broke, the Blood Dance Demon Sword in his hand obviously shook again, almost at the moment of breaking, he raised the hand holding the sword, and under the staggering, the same thousands of sword qi erupted, and the sound of roaring was endless, but this sword qi was not like the gathering of the Fire Spirit King, but after dispersion, it locked the Quartet, almost the entire world and the world were surrounded by sword qi.

Feng Qingyang is not proficient in swordsmanship, but he has the third will of the spirit world, as well as the artistic conception of killing, so far, the two can sweep countless sword supremes, even if it is a peerless sword saint, it is estimated that he can also use the sword in his hand, and fight with it for hundreds of rounds.

After appearing, he also rushed straight towards the black hole above, fusing with the gray sword qi of the Fire Spirit King, and was about to collide with the edge of the black hole, but the strange thing was that almost at the moment of contact, it seemed to be distorted by some rules, so that when the sword qi disappeared in an instant, there was no trace at all.

The two of them were shocked, glanced at each other, and at the same time swung forward again, the sword qi that appeared this time was not as dispersed as before, but gathered together after it appeared, like an evil dragon with a bloody mouth, overwhelming the sky, breaking the surface with a point, but at the moment of contact with the black hole, there was another circle of invisible halo rippling, like ripples on the water surface, rippling at the moment, making the mixed divine powers of the two suddenly collapse.

Feng Qingyang's eyes contracted, and his expression was even more solemn, he did not look at the Fire Spirit King beside him, but stared directly at the direction of the thunder ball that Qingshuang had conjured.

"Miscellaneous hair, what is this. He asked.

Kong Xuan was also a little dignified, and the original ease disappeared, replaced by a full of doubts, as if he was a little unclear: "What's the matter, this space, is it difficult to suppress anything?"

His underestimation fell on Feng Qingyang's ears, and immediately made him shocked, if so, wouldn't it be equivalent to himself and others entering a desperate situation?

"Fire Spirit King, do you know what else is in this burial mound?" he asked meaningfully, his tone was a little gloomy, making the other party suddenly feel the seriousness of the situation when he heard this.

He was silent for a moment, closed his eyes, raised his right hand and crossed the void, as if he was feeling something, and after a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and lost his voice: "How is it possible, this formation is not to trap Qingshuang at all, what else is there?"

Both of them changed their faces, if this is the case, then what is stronger than Qingshuang? Could it be that it is said that it is not the right to be respected? But the Zun is obviously the way of the day.

Feng Qingyang's face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping water, he withdrew the sword in his hand, and turned into a zombie deity.

The Fire Spirit King didn't talk nonsense, the same was true, he lightly tapped his eyebrows with one hand, and suddenly, a palm-sized treasure mirror appeared.