Under such circumstances, he managed to break through to the late stage!
Feng Nishang's breakthrough seemed to have restored all her strength. The white wind became even hotter. The Fire Lion King roared desperately, trying to resist the white wind, but Feng Nishang became more and more difficult to deal with, and the wound on his throat became more and more painful.
The bigger it got, the less half of the Fire Lion King's blood was sucked away by Feng Nishang, and his power seemed to be flowing away.
But what made the Fire Lion King collapse the most was that Feng Nishang stopped moving, but stretched out her hand with white wind, and actually passed through the wound on the Fire Lion King's throat. At this moment, the Fire Lion King
It struggled even more fiercely, but Feng Nishang refused to let go, and stabbed its throat with a ruthless hand.
The reason why the Fire Lion King was struggling like that was because its elemental crystal was not far from its throat.
When Feng Nishang touched the Fire Lion King's Yuan Jing, the skin on her hand was burned, but it did not stop her. Feng Yingqi felt the Fire Lion King's shocking and desperate roar, followed by a burst of red.
As soon as the light came up, the white wind's flames suddenly shot into the sky, and with a bang, they could not see anything.
Then there was a crashing sound of falling to the ground. Feng Nishang knelt down on one knee, her long hair was wet with blood, her eyes were still red, but she tightly held the half-head-sized Yuan Jing in her hands.
, breathing heavily.
Her eyes were fixed on the Fire Lion King, her breathing became smaller and smaller, and she suddenly stopped at that moment.
When Fatty and Maomao saw it clearly, their hearts skipped a beat and they immediately stepped forward, but Feng Nishang remained motionless, as if--
Nangong Yue could hardly believe it, "Little Ah Chang???"
Feng Nishang didn't react at all, her eyes were still staring at the dead Fire Lion King who fell to the ground.
Feng Yingqi stretched out her hand, but his hand was still trembling. When it touched her breath, Feng Yingqi was suddenly startled.
Fatty's eyes widened and he suddenly knelt on the ground, "Chang Shang, Chang Shang, Chang Shang, how can you die???"
"Shang Shang, how could you die!!!"
Feng Yingqi's forehead was covered with black lines, and her outstretched hand dropped, "She didn't die, she fainted from exhaustion."
"..."
"..."
The corner of Maomao's mouth twitched twice, and it knew that Feng Nishang was different even when she fainted. Her eyes were still wide open, as if she was determined to die.
Fatty was a little sad at first, but when Feng Yingqi said this, he couldn't laugh or cry anymore.
The overlord of the Eastern District actually died like this.
It's really, really unbelievable.
"We'd better wait until little Ah Chang wakes up. First, find a place for her to hide. I'm afraid of an accident." Nangong Yue said suddenly.
Pangdun stretched out his hand to hug the Yuan Jing in Feng Nishang's hand. It was the Yuan Jing of Liehuo Disappointment. It was half the size of a head. If it were refined, it would be so powerful!
The Yuan Jing of the Fire Lion King!!!
"Huh?" Pang Dun went to pick up Yuan Jing in Feng Nishang's arms, but he couldn't pick it up. It wasn't that he couldn't pick it up, but -
Nangong Yue, Ziyunbao, Maomao and Feng Yingqi were all ashamed.