Alluring Poisonous Consort: Overwhelms the Demonic King

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"Brother and sister!" Ao Yixuan turned pale with Hou Jingfu, looking at Feng Duwu with condemnation and unbelief.

Feng Duwu just glanced at her coldly and set her eyes on Shui Jingyue's body again: "Take me to Longling!"

"Do you really want to go to Longling?" Shui Jingyue's gaze became more and more calm.

"take me to!"

"it is good."

Shui Jingyue agreed very cleanly, Feng Duwu's eyes flickered, he retracted his hand and waited quietly. Shui Jingyue didn't say anything, walked to the door of the palace and nodded to Ao Yixuan, who was still talking, and strode toward Longling.

Longling and Fengduwu arrived for the first time when they were awake, and they are similar to Fengling, but the momentum of Longling is definitely not comparable to Fengling who has experienced migration and the Feng family's change.

Upon entering Longling, Feng Duwu seems to have entered a fantasy world, surrounded by the primal spirits that can be seen by the naked eye. All but the primal spirits can see nothing, no creatures, no buildings. The thing is so hazy, a seemingly gorgeous but empty world.

"What about him!" Feng Duwu couldn't see anything, how to find Yan Yan, her eyes sharply shot at Shui Jingyue.

Shui Jingyue stood beside her, always looking cold, but when he saw his gorgeous and delicate wide sleeves fluttered, the surging dragon spirit consciously retreated to the sides as the clouds were scattered by the wind. A wide avenue appeared in front of him. The white dragon sculptures carved by white jade snaked up on both sides of the avenue, forming a dragon gate, and the phoenix dance rushed away from the middle.

When she reached the top of the dragon platform, she still didn't see Yan Yan's figure standing at the highest point. She searched in a panic, but still couldn't see the trace of Yan Yan. Under the irritability, Feng Du danced a spin, and she had more time in her hand. A long sword was quickly placed on Shui Jingyue's shoulder.

"Find him out!"

"He has been eroded by the stream of the primitive spirits gathered by the Dragon Spirit." Shui Jingyue glanced briefly at the sharp sword edge that was only a few inches away from his neck, raised his eyes, and stared at the Fengwu solo dance. The flow of the elemental spirits of the dragon spirit will either devour the elementary spirits, or ... "

"How about either?" Feng Duwu's sword approached again.

"Grey, fly, cricket, annihilate!" Every word, every word is powerful!

Feng Duwu was stunned in a split second. When the wrist turned, the sword flower flashed, and a sword stabbed towards the heart of Shui Jingyue!

Shui Jingyue didn't even move, letting that sword pierce his heart, the sound of sharp sword piercing into the skin was a little dull and harsh, making my heart tremble, and the dark golden blood splashed out.

Feng Duwu's eyes were stagnant.

Shui Jingyue still stood there straight, without a trace of complexion, her deep purple eyes staring at Feng Duwu peacefully, and no pain appeared. "Fenger ..."

"I said, if he is in trouble, you need to be buried!" Feng Duwu's eyes rose into a gloom, his eyes became cold and brutal, his wrists were slightly hardened, and an extremely pure and pure Yin air shot into the sword Among the blades, there is a sword body hitting Shui Jingyue's body!

Water Mirror Moon is practicing Yin-Yang Yuanling. The cultivation of Yin-Yang Yuanling grows faster than a single Yuanling, and the same cultivation is more powerful, but it is more dangerous. That is, the Yuanling in the body must guarantee Yin and Yang at all times. Balance, a little bias, will cause internal chaos! Although Feng Duwu's practice is not high, her pure yin qi is almost the highest pure in the world, so it is no doubt that the body of an ordinary person here is as terrible as a butcher knife.

Shui Jingyue opened his mouth and spit out blood. He reached out and held Feng Duwu's sword. His body became weak immediately because of the imbalance of the yin and yang elements in his body. He looked at Feng Duwu quietly and quietly, and then smiled suddenly: "I didn't expect that you and I would have today, that day floating pond, should be floating, never thought it should be so, haha ​​..."

"Mirror ... Mirror Moon ..." Feng Duwu seemed to wake up at this moment. She hurriedly dropped the sword in her hand and flew into the arms of Shui Jingyue. Fear, fear, guilt, and remorse were intertwined. She shivered all over. I put the water mirror moon in my arms, and the tears stayed like this,

"Fenger ... don't cry ..." Shui Jingyue was all convulsed. He twitched his weak hand and lifted it, touching the face of Feng Duwu, softly, "This is not to blame you, you don't need to blame ..."

"No ... not so, it's me ... it's me who killed you!" Feng Duwu pursed his lips and his eyes became empty, muttering to himself like a soulless puppet, "It's me, it's me who killed Jingyue It ’s me who killed you, it was me who killed you, it was me who killed you— "

Shouting almost desperately, Feng Duwu raised his hand, and his palms filled with Ling Yuan flew down towards his heavenly spirit cover.

"Fenger!" When Shui Jing Yueyi wanted to stop but couldn't help it, he could only growl in horror.

And Feng Duwu said that it was time and time, and when her palm wind was an inch away from her head, even when the strong wind cut her swath of blue silk, she was suddenly stopped by a force. The strength is not from the outside, but the output of the palms of the solitary dance.

When Feng Duwu saw that he was stopped, he ignored the damage to his heart, and had to fight against his fate, to compete with it, and the two forces instantly froze.

At this moment, a Yuanling with mixed colors and five colors did not know from which direction, and it was as fast as a rope that entangled Feng Duwu's wrist, and then that Yuanling immediately stretched out his hair-like beard, A little bit quickly penetrated into the skin of Feng Duwu.

This change made Feng Duwu's power uploaded by his wrist quickly want to retreat. Unfortunately, it was too late. Feng Duwu had quickly closed the space. The force suddenly knew that he had gone back and forth, and he wanted to move towards him. Feng Duwu's heart pulsed away, it seemed like she would end up with Feng Duwu, but unfortunately she couldn't go faster than the power of the god!

Soon, she was uprooted from Feng Duwu's body by the power of mixed colors and five colors, and flung outside.

Thousands of fuzzy Yuanlings were thrown out and instantly transformed into a line.

And the mixed-colored five-colored elemental spirits that came out of Qian Xue also fell to the side of Feng Duwu. The red coat was like blood, the ruby ​​eyes were cold and ruthless, and the broad sleeves fluttered in the wind, he was faint Looking at Qian Xue, who had fallen to the ground, locked by his consciousness, his voice was extremely indifferent: "Until this moment, I don't want to believe that it is you-Qianqian!"