"As I said, when dialing an abacus at someone else's house, you must always try the beads first!"

The Phantom seemed to completely ignore the shocking scene, and her voice broke through the sonic waves of "Whispering" and reached everyone's ears.

The next moment, she reached out and made a downward cut gesture.

The sound of "Zheng", like a steel knife, broke through the majestic sound waves in the void, and the ice and fog that had been undulating like ocean waves stopped at this moment, without any warning, as if the world had been frozen in an instant.

The voice suddenly rose and became sharp. The violent impact directly pressed everyone's minds, but everyone present was a master of cultivation to a certain level, and they were all able to stick to their minds and remain unmoved.

Without waiting for the phantom to say more, the scattered demons and heavenly demons gathered around her suddenly scattered in all directions, and they did not frown into the ice mist.

Immediately afterwards, dense qi engines were projectile out from all directions, following several established tracks, quickly mixing.

In the senses, just at this moment, the surrounding ice mist was woven into a whole by this fine qi, and the aura of heaven and earth flowed in it in a special way.

In this way, the vast ice mist that was a little radius had turned into a huge cage, firmly locking the Kunpeng Dharma Body, which was thousands of miles long, and the Sword Demon stood on the Kunpeng's body.

At this time, the sword demon was already roaring in anger, and the sound wave reached a magnificent place, and all that entered the ears was the sound of vibration, and it was impossible to distinguish what the timbre was.

At this point, I am afraid that the entire polar realm is trembling.

Yang Zhao was shocked by this genius technique, and it was difficult to see it.

He could see clearly. On the surface, the Phantom gathered the power of hundreds of monks and attacked it in groups. But in fact, she used the monks as a medium to unify the aura of heaven and earth in a radius of thousands of miles, and only in this way could such a behemoth be imprisoned.

As the Phantom said, this was already her territory. How could her understanding and control of this ten thousand miles of ice mist be imagined by the sword demon who had just come here?

Shocked, he suddenly figured out something: "Yes." The Phantom had long known about the calculations of the Cloud Sword Demon. Just looking at the situation, Yun Cai'er is probably just a personal grudge, and the sword demon is the power that plots against her, as well as the wonderful opportunity here. So. She countered today. The focus still fell on the sword demon...... Yuncai'er is just a front!"

The Sword Demon is a generation of demon giants. After nearly 10,000 years of crisscrossing the world, it was finally planted in the hands of the phantom. Although he still has the strength to struggle at this time, he knows it with his knees. The Phantom is so designed, how can there be no aftermath?

As the thought flickered, he watched as the Phantom's arm shrunk, took out a piccolo from his sleeve, raised his hand to his lips, and gently blew out a rather crisp note.

Maybe it's an illusion, Yang Zhao felt that the aftersound of the flute was not clear, but a little muffled turbidity, like the sound of a knife cutting into the flesh......

At this moment, the howl that resounded through the heavens and the earth came to an abrupt end. In its place, there was an eerie rustle.

"It's raining?"

As soon as these faint words came out, Yun Luan's face changed, whether it was her or Yang Zhao's clothes, they were stunned by the pouring rain in front of them.

The dark color, the pungent fishy smell...... This is clearly a rain of blood!

The cessation of the howling did not mean that the shock was over, on the contrary, when the blood rain fell, the aura of heaven and earth in a radius of thousands of miles was almost screaming and crashing wildly, shaking the huge barrier formed by hundreds of monks. Only, nothing works.

"She slit his throat ......"

The vague meaning of the accusation was extremely clear, and the three of them instinctively opened their protective body breath to block the seemingly endless downpour, and they were speechless for a while.

At this time, Yang Zhao only had one thought in his heart: Phantom Concubine, it was really terrifying!

And the terrible phantom was putting down the flute at this time, turning his head and smiling at Feitian and the others: "It's done!"

Feitian's expression was like water, and he couldn't see his joy or anger, but he shook his head slightly: "It's just a small opening in the neck of the sword demon and his sword, it's still too early to say that it's done." ”

"I can only take a small mouth, but you and Zhu Er will have no problem hooking up the horse. From then on, the Polar Realm will be in our hands, and at that time, the plan of my Five Demons Alliance will truly begin!"

Perhaps because of the excitement, a slight flush appeared on Phantom Xiuya's face, which disappeared again, and she pulled her arm and smiled, "It's time to kick away the last stumbling block, please ......"

But the smile on her face froze, stunned, because she saw the surprise that burst out of the flying pupils, and also saw the flying figure of the clouds reflected in it.

"Stop her!"

The annoyed voice of the Ice Demon Witch sounded, and in response, several Heart Demon Demons who were still guarding around the Phantom Concubine burst out and instantly closed in.

However, the rushing clouds turned a blind eye to this, and her eyes even drooped, and her body crashed straight into the magic light.

There was no sound of tearing, and everyone present was a flower in front of their eyes, and when everyone's eyesight returned to normal, Yun Cai'er was less than five feet away from the phantom, and it was within reach.

The phantom was visibly caught off guard, and watched as Yun Cai'er's sharp sword pierced through.

And at this time, the Ice Demon Witch and the others who came from behind were still a few feet away, even if they could kill Yun Cai'er, they couldn't stop such a decisive blow.

Just when the ice demon girl couldn't help but scold her mother, Feitian made a move.

This Heavenly Demon Realm Grand Master, one of the best in the sky, made a move, and it was a thousand stacks of demon light that were intertwined, densely layered, blocking the phantom.

This thousand stacks of magic light, in addition to its amazing defensive power, the fine light produced by each of its intertwining is sharper than any divine weapon, if Yun Cai'er is still in the same posture, then her arm will be instantly wrenched into pieces, and then swallowed by the magic light to the point that there is not even a slag left!

But at this moment, Feitian saw the sudden shining pupils of Yuncai'er.

Yun Cai'er's arm was passing through the magic light, there was no fragmentation of limbs, only a slight sound of a five-colored Xuanguang "brush", slightly opening and closing.

In this flash of light, the magic light suddenly dispersed.

"How so?"

Feitian let out a low cry, his reaction was amazingly fast, and in the whisper, his crossed arm blocked in front of the phantom, and his wrist drew a wonderful circle, and the inky black light spread out in front of Yun'er's eyes like a sudden whirlpool.

There was another sound of "brushing", and the five-colored Xuanguang rose and fell, and this time the feeling of flying into the sky was really much, the sudden feeling of powerlessness that made people feel nerves and bones, and the vastness and emptiness that had melted to the extreme, confirmed his conjecture.

"Five-colored magic light!"

The thought had just flashed through her mind, and the sensation on her arm had spread to her entire body, she snorted, and in the incredulous eyes of the people around her, the wolf flew dozens of feet away, and narrowly froze her body.

At this moment, the audience was dumbfounded.

The cloud that was wantonly humiliated before is no more!(To be continued......)