That person could have finished speaking, Bai Ruochen's killing array had already broken through the defense!
The five people were instantly twisted into a cloud of blood!
However, the small bronze bell was unscathed by this blow, as if it was suspended in the air!
A buzzing sound like a worm, from weak to strong, gradually sounded!
"Quick back!"
Bai Ruochen snorted softly, but said to the two girls in the field.
The small bell in front of me is not yet known what kind of artifact.
He, Emperor Qianxie and Feng Wuxie are super powerful, and they are not afraid.
However, An Lingxi and Mo Ya are slightly weaker, so they need to be safe.
Feng Wuxie flicked his fingers, and the sharp sword aura shot out like flowers, making the remaining Sacred Killers exhausted.
An Lingxi took advantage of the situation and retreated.
Of course they had already noticed the arrival of Feng Wuxie and Di Qianxie.
But just now I was in a war situation, and now the situation is unclear, and everyone knows that it is not the time to renew the past.
Feng Wuxie waved his hand to a friend he hadn't seen for many years.
An Lingxi nodded gently.
The two looked at each other and smiled without saying anything.
Suddenly, a scream sounded!
Those holy door killers who retreated in a hurry wanted to take the opportunity to escape.
But just when they wanted to bypass the small bronze bell, a sudden change occurred!
The little bell hummed and rotated, sucking the surrounding blood mist into the bell body!
Then, those holy door killers suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, and the flesh and blood of their whole bodies were actually torn away from their bodies and melted into the little bell!
"An eye-catching thing!"
Emperor Qianxie stretched out his hand and shook it.
A black ghost hand emerged out of thin air, grabbing at the place where the little clock was.
But it was swiped through out of thin air, completely inaccessible!
"It's just a projection."
The stream of light flashed in Bai Ruochen's eyes, and he could already see the mystery:
"Too late to find the entity."
And came to a conclusion.
"Tsk... It's really troublesome."
Emperor Qianxie raised his eyebrows impatiently:
"Wait the time for the teacher to exchange feelings with his wife!"
Feng Wuxie, who was concentrating on guard, almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood!
At such a serious moment, you can't be serious about the boss...
Bai Ruochen ignored him completely, and just said lightly:
"coming."
After sucking the flesh and blood of the Sacred Killer, the hum of the bronze bell was like a ghost cry!
The color reveals an ominous purple sauce!
Suddenly, the desolation and desolation breathed out from the small bronze bell!
Immediately, a chaotic beam of light rose into the sky!
The sky suddenly started, and the thick black clouds gathered together like a vortex of a storm, forming a dark hole in the middle!
An aura as if there is substance gushes out from the hole!
That aura represents destruction and demise!
That's the breath of death!
Ok
Feng Wuxie was slightly startled.
This breath... Why is it so familiar...
This... This is...
There was a shocking sound, and a cloud of black gas ejected from the black hole like an explosion!
The black feathers cover the sun and the moon, and the evil pupils cover the mountains and rivers!
A huge black crow opened its wings, and the evil might shake the world!
"Crow Kill!!!"
"Brother Birdman!!!"
In an instant, Feng Wuxie and Xiao Bai shouted at the black shadow that covered the sky and the sun at the same time!
Feng Wuxie was really shocked!
It's him!
How many times did the one who took her into the black feathers and saved her life in times of crisis... Crow Kill!
Is he still alive! !
When the Holy Sect master was dying to speak, she didn't react.
Now when I think about it, what is the true god behind the holy gate—it must be the soul-satisfaction!
And the ancient fierce beast that is the enemy of the soul and is suppressed-isn't that the crow kill! ! ! !
She really never expected it.
What a chance, in such a time and under such a situation, to see such a crow killer!
"Crow..."
She was so excited, she wanted to fly forward!
One hand held her.
It is Emperor Qianxie.
"Stupid woman, what are you doing."
The emperor's master looked unhappy, and dragged her back:
"Who allows you to be so caring about other men—and, don't you see that he is just a power projection!"
Feng Wuxie's heart was shocked.
But Feng Wuxie is still unwilling to give up: "No... Crow Kill... That's my Crow Kill..."
"Wake up! It's not him! I just don't know what method the other party used to take his power as his own!"
After hearing Di Qianxie's words, Feng Wuxie only noticed that although the "crow kill" appeared in front of him, even though his mighty power, his eyes were totally lacklustre!
Yes.
That was not her crow kill, the crow kill she knew was not this mad, sane puppet...
What's in front of me is nothing but a shadow with power...
Suddenly, Feng Wuxie felt even more stunned!
At that moment, she thought... It was the crows who came back...
This mood from surprise and excitement to disappointment... It's really uncomfortable!
After determining the truth, Feng Wuxie took a deep breath, suppressing those emotions in his heart, and cheering up again:
"Even though this shadow has no intelligence, but this force of death is genuine."
She is so familiar with the power of Crow Kill!
How did the other party do this? ?
She looked at the crow shadow in the sky—or it should be called Mingyu in this way—and said:
"If it is not handled properly, it will bring endless disasters to this land!"
"you… "
Feng Wuxie turned his head and wanted to ask Bai Ruochen, who could see the flow of spirit power, if he had any suggestions.
It was discovered that this man who had always been indifferent looked a little wrong at this time!
He stared deeply at the figure covering the sky.
The look in his eyes was unexpectedly complicated!
—Trance, clarity, memories, kindness, and... gentleness! ! !
As if...
It's like being on Ming Yu, carrying an unforgettable memory of him! !
Bai Ruochen stepped forward and walked forward.
His eyes stayed with Ming Yu for a moment, and every step seemed to step on his heart!
"The soul of the soul... Nowhere to go..."
He whispered softly, as if trying to recall:
"Pozhiyaoyao... Nothing can be recovered..."
The projection of Ming Yu had already fluttered his wings, but at the moment Bai Ruochen spoke, it stood still!
"God's Departure
Stay away from... Nowhere to gather..."
He slowly raised his right hand and pointed to the sky:
"It's better to go back... It's better to go back!!!"
The sound suddenly returned between the heaven and the earth like Honglu's big bell!
A ray of clear but not dazzling white light shot out from his fingertips, hitting Mingyu's projected eyebrows!
A sigh of relief came back to the cloud.
The power of death that was originally violently boiling and surging trying to shred everything was like ice and snow under the sun-melted away!
It melts completely, and there is no trace!
"… rest in peace."
Bai Ruochen murmured in a low, inaudible voice.
Feng Wuxie and her friends were shocked! !
This... This works too
Anyway, it is a projection of a generation of ancient fierce beasts, so easily...
Feng Wuxie's heart suddenly moved!
The power of ancient fierce beasts represents the law of the world!
It can be killed and sealed, but it is difficult to erase!
In her memory, only one person—or perhaps one person once—can do this!
Yaoxi's lover.
The creator of the ancient tower.
Enchanter of Crow Kill—
Yushen! !
That Mingyu who once became the incarnation of death erased his fierceness and enlightened his wisdom... God!
"Bai Ruochen... You..."
Feng Wuxie knew that this conclusion was too shocking, so he stopped asking questions just by opening his mouth.
And Bai Ruochen, after dispelling the Mingyu projection in one fell swoop, he stared at his palm in a daze.
He was a little lost.
Feng Wuxie stared at Bai Ruochen's reaction almost every moment—she could see that Bai Ruochen herself didn't seem to know her power very well, as if she hadn't expected that she could really extinguish the power of the fierce beast so easily.
The shadow of Crow Killing disappeared, and Feng Wuxie felt sad again...
Although the Emperor Qianxie by his side could see Feng Wuxie's loss and her full of doubts, he knew that since his wife did not ask, there must be a reason.
So he didn't pursue it, but said to Bai Ruochen:
"I haven't seen you for a long time, but you learned a new trick—what is that?"
Hearing this, Bai Ruochen paused slightly and restored his former elegant appearance:
"The secret of not being passed on."
Bai Ruochen turned around and walked away:
"Let's go."
As he passed by Feng Wuxie's side, his figure paused for a while, and then left.
But Feng Wuxie thought a thousand times in his heart, but still did not call out that name—"Yu Shen."
This matter... She has to discuss with Emperor Qianxie first.
After all, whether or not Bai Ruochen and Yushen are related or not is still unclear.
Since he hasn't made a clear plan yet, he shouldn't act rashly.
"Why, don't you go back with me?" Di Qianxie's cold snort came from over there.
"I have hatred with you." Bai Ruochen replied lightly: "I don't want to see you."
"Huh... hatred... you are really boring." Di Qianxie looked impatient: "Your hatred, I am too lazy to take it. But if you go back with me and deal with the holy gate, I will give you a chance to take revenge."
Bai Ruochen glanced at him and thought about it:
"Are you going to send your father out to kill me? Yes."
Emperor Qianxie: "..."
(End of this chapter)