Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

Hearing this, Xiao Wangcai, who was still buried in his brother's arms just now, was startled.

Her small body trembled, and she raised her head suddenly.

"Brother...Brother, what are you talking about? Why do you still want to kill the female devil?"

Zhaolin said coldly: "Didn't I tell you everything just now? The enmity between us and the Holy Phoenix Clan will never end! I swore a long time ago that as long as I live, as long as I see warriors of the Holy Phoenix Clan, I will not kill any of them." Let it go, see one, kill one!"

"You... brother, how can you do this?! The female devil has no enmity with us..."

Zhaolin had a look of hatred for iron and steel, "Did I say what I just said for nothing? Have you forgotten how those clansmen died?"

Xiao Wangcai was tongue-tied, and he was obviously a little scared in the face of the furious Zhaolin.

However, for the sake of his female devil, he still summoned up his courage and continued to argue: "But, what happened a hundred thousand years ago has anything to do with the female devil? Besides, she is kind to me..."

"Hehe, yes? Don't be so naive! If it weren't for you, as a weapon spirit, who can enhance her strength, would she be so kind to you? Besides, why did things a hundred thousand years ago have nothing to do with her? As long as she The blood of the Holy Phoenix clan has something to do with her! Besides, judging from the aura emitted from her body, she has also received the blood core empowerment, right? How did those blood cores come from, have you ever thought about it?!"

Hearing this, Huang Yueli was shocked.

This point, even she did not think about it.

The blood cores used by the major ancient gods to perform the blood core empowerment ceremony all came from the crystal nuclei condensed in the bodies of ancient divine beasts. After the divine beasts died, they were taken out from their corpses and kept.

However, no one can tell whether these divine beasts died naturally or were hunted and killed by the gods.

Combined with Zhaolin's mention of the massacre 100,000 years ago, she has reason to believe that, at least, these phoenix blood cores of the Holy Phoenix Clan are all stained with the blood of the Phoenix Clan...

Xiao Wangcai also fell silent.

Zhaolin squinted at him, and curled his lips coldly, "How is it? Are you calm now? Are you awake? You have to remember that only your clansmen are your strong backing. Those gods and demons are all sinister and cunning. I can't believe it at all! Well, come here!"

Xiao Wangcai lowered his head and did not refute his brother's words, nor could he.

However, his feet seemed to have taken root, he refused to move even a single step, and still stood in front of Huang Yueli.

Zhaolin also lost his patience, raised his sword eyebrows, and shouted sharply: "Come here! Do you hear me?"

Xiao Wangcai was obviously frightened, his little face turned pale.

He hesitated for a while, then slowly moved his steps and walked towards Zhaolin.

Only then did the anger on Zhaolin's face subside a little, his black eyes were deep, watching Xiao Wangcai move a little bit, but he didn't urge him.

Xiao Wangcai's movements were very slow, and every step he took, his face was full of entanglement, as if he was struggling in pain.

Just when he was about three meters away from Zhaolin, he paused and stopped suddenly.

Zhaolin waited for a while, and seeing that he was not moving, he couldn't help but say: "What are you waiting for? Come here quickly! Do you hear me?"

Xiao Wangcai gritted his teeth suddenly, raised his leg again, and took a few steps forward.

Seeing that Xiao Wangcai had already walked in front of him, Zhao Lin showed a gratified smile on his face.

"This is good..."

Just as he opened his mouth, a sudden change happened!