The royal phoenix came, the appearance of the purple phoenix fairy made everyone's eyes shine, and she did not disappoint the monks of the Spirit Sword Island, although her expression was slightly arrogant and contemptuous, but it was to resolve the crisis of the Spirit Sword Island, and when she arrived in the sky above Zhongjiafang City, the purple phoenix fairy couldn't help but take out a purple feather spirit, and her mouth shook a few words, and the slender ten fingers gently provoked, and the feather spirit flew over everyone's heads, hitting nearly 10,000 people to form an enchantment.

"Buzz!"

A concussion like a bell, the sound of clicking was endless, and the enchantment that was about to collapse by the demon of the ghost face was forcibly collided, and it solidified again in an instant, and the purple gas on the enchantment was steaming, like a vast cloud of smoke gathering and not dispersing, tightly wrapping the almost collapsing enchantment, and constantly emitting a dazzling purple glow.

The barrier that was about to collapse quickly turned into a wall that exuded pure yang righteousness, the purple glow was dazzling, and the powerful ghosts and ghosts all showed frightened expressions when they met, as if they had encountered a natural enemy, and they screamed and retreated to the side of the ghost-faced demon.

The huge ghost-faced demon on the horizon guessed that the skill of the person who came was not low, but he who had just condensed his body was in need of more flesh and blood essence tonic, and did not put the purple phoenix fairy in his eyes, and the gloomy aura on his bloated face was permeated, and he squirmed for a moment to reveal two hollow eye sockets from the inside, looking directly at the purple phoenix who came from the imperial phoenix, and said inwardly: "Bold, who are you, dare to spoil the good things of this seat." ”

In the face of the clamor of the ghost-faced demon, a trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the purple phoenix fairy, and the orchid finger in her right hand drove the colorful phoenix to sweep in the wind.

The dense water vapor quickly diffused out, this Purple Phoenix Fairy cultivated the authentic and righteous path method, but because it was a pure yin body, it did not have any masculinity, but it still made the group of ghosts disperse, and they could not go forward, just because of its cultivation realm, it made the monks of Spirit Sword Island applaud loudly.

The situation has changed dramatically in an instant, and Feng Jueyu is also amazed, and the master of Miaodu is really powerful.

At this moment, the sky presented two scenes, on one side were countless ghosts led by the Demon of the Ghost Face, shrouding half of the sky of Spirit Sword Island under dense clouds, and on the other side was a person and a phoenix full of rhyme, with lotus feet lightly stepping on the back of the colorful phoenix, and slender hands turning over the tide of the sea......

One is good and one is evil, and the atmosphere is magnificent.

The ghost-faced demon also seemed to sense that the person's cultivation was not bottom, and a trace of surprise flashed on the squirming gloomy ghost's face, but it was originally born of a magic weapon, and it was arrogant, and there were not a few creatures that had been devoured in the past few days, and the state was at its peak, and because it was condensing the body, it could not escape, so it was to shout loudly, and roared out countless souls from its mouth.

"Ji, Ji, there is another guy who doesn't know whether to live or die, seeing that your cultivation is good, it must be much better than these ignorant people, since you are here, then leave it for the deity." ”

The ghost-faced demon roared, and countless Yin Soul bodies suddenly dispersed, and when they condensed again, they re-transformed into huge grimaces, and they opened their mouths to swallow the Purple Phoenix Fairy in one gulp.

Seeing this, there was an uproar around them, they hadn't seen the skills of the ghost-faced demon, although Zifeng's cultivation was extremely strong, but the ghost-faced demon was not bad, and everyone's hearts instantly rose to their throats.

Feng Jueyu, who was watching the battle from a distance, sank in his heart, and couldn't help but ask, "Big brother, which of them do you say can win." ”

Xuan Chong's eyes did not squint, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "You still need to ask, the magic weapon is ignorant, how can it be against the master of Miaodu, look at it, it doesn't even have a chance to regret it." ”

As she was speaking, two purple lights flashed in the eyes of the purple phoenix fairy who was speechless, and in the face of the huge mouth of the fangs, she rushed out without retreating, and her soft figure was like a purple begonia blooming in another world, and with a soft cry, her person instantly flew into the huge devil's mouth.

Tens of thousands of onlookers watched the death-like silence on Spirit Sword Island, everyone was paying attention to this shocking battle, the purple phoenix fairy flew into the devil's mouth and disappeared without a trace, even the purple fairy light on her body could no longer be seen, whether she could win or not, no one could say.

However, just as everyone was sweating for the Ziguan Fairy, suddenly the huge grimace stiffened, and the empty eyes revealed a thick disbelief, and then the grimace began to swell inexplicably.

A purple fairy light, two, three......

In just a few breaths, countless purple fairy lights burst out from the grimace, the sky became brighter and brighter, and the ghost's wail became more and more tragic and piercing, and after less than a stick of incense, a human form burst out of the grimace in a devastating manner.

"Peng!"

A huge roar immediately rang out, and everyone saw that the grimace that had been reckless for days exploded into countless pieces in an instant.

One of them, a red and black, palm-sized grimace, filled with deep fear, swished off into the distance.

"Want to go?"

In the purple light, the purple phoenix fairy reappeared in the world, and the slender jade hand picked up in the air without care, and a short sword more than two feet long suddenly appeared on the way to escape with a grimace, and with a bang, the sword light flashed, and it slashed at the grimace, and the grimace let out a miserable scream, and fell weakly towards the sea.

After doing all this, the gloomy sky was bright again, and the ghosts and ghosts that were raging in the air exploded into ashes one after another.

One move!

Feng Jueyu gasped and looked at Xuan Zhong in disbelief.

Xuan Zhong smiled slightly: "Look at what I do, this is normal, although the demon with the ghost face is extremely close to the realm of the Heavenly Dao, it has not yet reached the realm of the Heavenly Dao after all, the Purple Phoenix Fairy can still resist one or two without using a magic weapon, once the magic weapon is used, it is not a problem to kill it." ”

After hearing this, Feng Jieyu thought about it and nodded: "That's right, the master of the Miaodu Realm is really powerful, if I can reach such a realm, I should be able to save Ruomeng and Hitomi." ”

Xuanzhong didn't answer, and said, "Okay, I've seen enough, it's time to go back, we still have a lot to do in the remaining thirty years." ”

"Not bad. ”

Seeing the Purple Phoenix Fairy kill the Demon of the Ghost Face with his own eyes, Feng Jueyu once again ignited his desire to cultivate, strength, strength in this world is too important, if he has the strength of the Miaodu Realm, maybe he could have chased from the Cloud Sword Heavenly Gate to the overseas Immortal Island to intercept the Moling clan, and when he looked at it today, he knew that there were people outside the world, and there were heavens outside the sky.

Although compared to the Purple Phoenix Fairy, Feng Jueyu knew that he still had a huge gap, but he was not afraid.

Because he has a treasure that no one has.

Golden Tower.

Thirty years in the outside world.

The Golden Tower is three hundred years, three hundred years, I don't know what kind of state I will reach in three hundred years?

"Okay, finally get rid of the Adversary. ”

Just when Feng Jueyu was thinking nonsense, bursts of shouts broke out in the distance for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, the Purple Phoenix Fairy killed the Demon of the Ghost Face, and was warmly welcomed and admired by the monks of Spirit Sword Island, and the next thing was much easier, Spirit Sword Island was not completely destroyed, and the monks who lived the rest of their lives after the catastrophe still needed to rebuild their homes, and before that, it was essential for the three major forces to unite and be grateful to the Purple Phoenix Fairy.

Of course, these things had nothing to do with Feng Jueyu, and he was about to return to the Heavenly Dao Bead to study how to use the time in the next thirty years, when he suddenly found that no one cared about the grimace that fell into the sea.

Although the Demon of the Ghost Face was destroyed by the Purple Phoenix Fairy, after all, its predecessor was a magic weapon, even if it was damaged, there were still countless resentful spirits in it that did not disappear.

These resentful spirits are useless to the monks of the human race and the righteous path, but for the monks of the soul clan and the ghost path, they are a great supplement to improve the quality and energy of the magic weapon.

Nobody wants it, cheap me?

Feng Jueyu's eyes rolled, and he hurriedly used the sword twenty-four royal water escape method, and a fierce man plunged into the sea.

He clearly remembered where the grimace fell, and dived along the landing point, letting go of his senses, and looking around, but after looking for a while, Feng Jueyu's face became ugly.

"Didn't you drop it here?"

Diving all the way underwater, Feng Jueyu searched for a long time, but he didn't find a grimace, which made him extremely depressed, could it be that he was washed away with the tide of the sea?

Probably not, even if it is washed away by the sea, it is impossible not to have the breath of resentful spirits......

Feng Jueyu was thinking suspiciously, and the divine consciousness that was emitted was stimulated and fluctuated in the distance, and he hurriedly condensed his divine sense......

About a mile away, a cold breath was quickly leaving in the distance, this breath was not strong, it seemed to use some method to deliberately block the breath, but it couldn't be completely hidden, and was discovered by Feng Jueyu.

"Damn, there are people who are one step ahead of me. ”

The nameless fire started, Feng Jueyu quickly chased after him, if nothing else, the resentful spirit aura in that grimace was very sufficient, if it was used to refine it and let the murderous corpse bead suck it in, the defense of the soul leaving the bronze corpse would definitely be greatly improved.

He has not yet completed the breakthrough of the Golden Body Realm, so he can't use divine power to refine the Soul Leaving Bronze Corpse, he can only rely on letting the Bronze Corpse absorb soul power and resentful spirits to enhance its power, of course, if the Wind Killer relies on killing people everywhere to refine the Soul Leaving Bronze Corpse, he will never be willing.

Although the Wind Killer is not good, it can't be to the point of doing evil everywhere.

However, a magic weapon that already has enough resentful spirits cannot be taken away for no reason.

Besides, the person who took away the magic weapon must have paid attention to the previous battle for a long time, and it must be a soul clan master who has cultivated to the Yin Origin, who is this person?

Full of doubts, Feng Jueyu accelerated his speed and chased after him, chasing farther and farther.

But the speed of the man was also extremely fast, the two chased after each other, and several hours passed, Feng Jueyu was stunned and did not catch up, and slowly, he became vigilant.

This man's cultivation is above me.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly, the breath in front of him disappeared, leaving no trace at all, Feng Jueyu paused, chased forward for a while, and immediately stopped.

"Hmph, what kind of person am I, a law realm who dares to trouble the old man, boy, I think you are tired of living. ”

The voice...... It's the ghost five......"

A gloomy voice sounded behind him, and Feng Jueyu's heart sank......