She believed that Luo Yunxi had become a useless person and the person behind her would appear no matter what.
By then, Meng Zhixue's identity will be known.
Jun Wuxie and Hua Fengmo were still fighting each other. Both of them were at the intermediate level of Emperor Xuan. Although they looked like this, the strength they used was also true.
After fighting for such a long time, it is still difficult to determine the winner.
Yun Qing has already left with Luo Longyu, followed by Long Qianyin and Yao Ji.[
Only the golden armored army and the iron-blooded forbidden army were left to fight.
Yun Feng is absolutely confident in his own army. The only thing he is worried about is his master.
"Miss Luo, if you continue to fight like this, I'm worried that the cold poison in the master's body will attack." Now that the cold poison in the master's body has reached its end, his body must not suffer any condition.
Luo Qingyue pursed her lips and stared at the two people not far from them for a moment.
Now Wuxie and Hua Fengmo are fighting at a critical moment, and they can't stop at this time.
After a moment of silence, she said slowly: "There is no other way, we can only wait."
"But the master's body
"At this time, Hua Fengmo must not let Hua Fengmo know about the cold poison in Wu Xie's body, so Wu Xie must deal with this decisive battle."
Luo Qingyue was also very worried, but things had developed to this point, and all she could do was face it with Wuxie.
While the two were talking, a black beam of light suddenly appeared in mid-air on Qiya Mountain.
The black light reveals the evil spirit that cannot be concealed in the gloom.
And this power came from Hua Fengmo.
Luo Qingyue's eyebrows moved slightly, "What is that?"
Yun Feng had a sullen face and shook his head, "I don't know. I haven't heard that Hua Fengmo has any strange powers, except
"Except for what?" Luo Qingyue tilted her head and asked him.
Yun Feng frowned tightly, his face suddenly changed slightly, looking at the two fighting figures, he said anxiously: "Oh no!
That was the power emitted by the ancient Rakshasa. It was over. The master was poisoned by cold poison. Half of the power in his body was used to suppress the cold poison.
Judging from this situation, the master is no match for Yugu Rakshasa with his bare hands."
"Can't the Jade Ancient Rakshasa be able to attract an army of immortals? Why not?" Luo Qingyue lowered her eyes and thought.[
"Miss Luo doesn't know that the Yugu Rakshasa was sealed by the saint of the Yugu tribe 3,500 years ago. Logically speaking, the Yugu Rakshasa cannot lead out the undead army until the seal is released.
But over the years, Hua Fengmo has worked hard to find some extremely cold spiritual creatures, in order to fill the seal of the Jade Ancient Rakshasa.
Now that the seal has been reduced by 70 to 80%, although it cannot lead to the undead army, the power of the Jade Ancient Rakshasa can be revealed. Its power cannot be underestimated.
What should I do? What will happen if the master confronts Yugu Rakshasa with his bare hands?
The place of battle was in the middle of Qiya Mountain.
Hua Fengmo is holding a black cane.
The top of the cane is a pattern that looks like a cow but not a cow, and looks like a horse but not a horse.
There is a black gemstone inlaid in the middle of the pattern, which shines brightly and exudes a soul-stirring black light.
There seems to be a hint of decadence in the coquettishness.
It is rumored that the thing painted on the pattern is a kind of demon from ancient times, which specializes in sucking up vengeful spirits, and then is nourished by the power of the ancient Rakshasa, and eventually becomes a dead spirit.
The huge black beam just now emanated from the Jade Ancient Rakshasa in Hua Fengmo's hand.