Her huge body blocked most of the sky, and her red eyes were nakedly written with her greed and desire.
"..."
The Emperor of Heaven turned his head and focused his gaze on Feng Qingyang’s side face!
This kid didn't even look at him...
The Emperor of Heaven cannot say what kind of mood he is feeling at this moment. Perhaps, there is surprise, but also loss and sadness!
"Qingyang, you can't keep this old witch!"
Chen Xi hugged Fu Xiqin tightly, her pale oval face was filled with the appearance of Feng Qingyang, and her tenacious belief was like a vine growing in summer. She was definitely going to kill the scourge of the devil!
Feng Qingyang nodded and stood by Chen Xi unconditionally.
Seeing that he agreed without hesitation, Xiaomei curled her lips mockingly, as if she were watching a big joke: "Kill me? Hahaha...Tian Lingzi, have you forgotten the great soul-locking method? Or,
Are you planning to die together with your grandma?
Tsk, tsk, tsk, silly boy! Women are a nuisance! She asked you to come and die and you listened to her?"
Chen Xi shook Fu Xiqin's hand, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes: "..."
Soul-locking method?
Oops!
Why did she forget this just now?
No wonder the demons dared to break into the heaven so boldly. It turned out that she had already predicted that they would not let Feng Qingyang die!
And Feng Qingyang was in a state of disbelief, so how could the evil spirit die?
hateful!
"I have a solution!"
Feng Qingyang patted Chen Xi's shoulder gently. The dark miasma blocked Chen Xi's sight. In the haze, she only felt Feng Qingyang's determination!
I don’t know if he really thought of a solution or if he was just trying to comfort her!
He turned his eyes and faintly passed in the direction where the Emperor of Heaven was standing. He grabbed his right palm out of thin air, and in the purple-red light shining, there was a Wentian Sword inlaid with magic crystal in his hand.
Nodding lightly to Chen Xi, the two of them walked in tandem and had a tacit understanding.
The sound of the piano is gentle and solemn, flowing out from the woman's green and jade fingers.
Like the spring breeze melting snow, like the rain falling after a long drought, each sound melodiously washes away between the heaven and the earth.
The magic-filled Wentian Sword was buzzing and vibrating under the instigation of Fu Xiqin, as if it couldn't wait for a battle.
With a deep shout, the Wentian Sword rushed towards the giant lizard, carried by the sound of the piano.
Wherever the sword energy went, there was a roar of wind and roars of monsters.
They seemed to be cheering for their demon king, and they seemed to be subdued by the awe of the sword energy.
In an instant, the purple-red light swept away the smog in the sky, and the sun's rays squeezed out bit by bit from the dense gaps in the clouds, falling on the two outstanding red figures, sacred and inviolable!
Being left aside, the Heavenly Emperor was shocked: "The piano and the sword become one?"
If he had doubts about Tian Lingzi's life experience before, now, after seeing the tacit cooperation between Feng Qingyang and Chen Xi, he should believe it without any doubt!
Feng Qingyang is his son!
The man who is constantly being called the big devil has his and Princess Phoenix’s blood flowing through his body!
He is the Son of Heaven!
It was the little life he wanted to know with his own hands five thousand years ago!
Mixed feelings, all kinds of complex emotions flowed in the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven.
The demon-slaying knife in his hand was attracted by the sound of the piano and the Wentian Sword, and made a fierce buzzing sound - it also eagerly wanted to join this battle!
However, he stood motionless, looking at the brave and capable golden boy in the distance.