Chapter 1458 A villain who talks too much is not a good villain
Chapter 1,458 A villain who talks too much is not a good villain
Long Aotian pointed at Feng Danyuan with his eyes: "You have divine power, and he also has it. After being sealed twice, your divine power has been weakened by most of it, but he is different. He has the purest blood of the Yan Emperor clan. Tenth level'
Canghailu' not only cut off the umbilical cord between you and me, but also restored part of my divine power. Now the Xuanyuan Sword recognizes me as its owner."
"As for you -" he smiled contemptuously: "Who are you? You are soulless, just transformed by obsession."
"Obsessed, I am you too! This Jiuzhou belongs to the Ji family. Chiyou and Shennong, anyone who is not of my clan must die——"
Ji Xiu's voice stopped suddenly. He lowered his head and stared in disbelief at the Xuanyuan Sword that pierced his chest.
Long Aotian said with disgust: "A villain who talks a lot is not a good villain. Don't worry, you won't die yet. If you are going to die, what will happen to this mess?"
"You talk a lot, hurry up and accept Yinglong." Feng Danyuan glanced at him.
Long Aotian straightened his back: "You understand the situation clearly, who am I now?"
Feng Danyuan smiled but stretched out his hand.
Long Aotian's scalp suddenly went numb, hehe, the ten levels of "Canghailu" are not a joke.
He quickly let Yinglong return to Xuanyuan Sword.
As soon as Yinglong disappeared, Feng Danyuan also put his fingers under his lips, and after a long chant, the divine bird disappeared into the sky.
The rest are the black-armored guards who are like puppets.
"What should they do?" Long Aotian asked Wei Zi.
Wei Zi turned his head to look at Feng Danyuan: "Can Canghailu restore their souls to freedom?" The bodies of the Mumin clan members were immersed in the energy of chaos and integrated with the Xuanyuan Sword. They could no longer be normal people. The only
His only hope is to set their souls free.
"I'll try." Feng Danyuan nodded.
Long Aotian handed over the Xuanyuan Sword with tacit understanding.
Feng Danyuan activated the ten layers of "Canghailu" in his body, and strands of light green energy lingered around the sword. His face gradually turned pale, apparently to resist the fierce evil energy in the sword.
Seeing this, Long Aotian also closed his eyes and used the power of blood soul to suppress the evil spirit in Xuanyuan Sword.
Under the combined efforts of the two, the sword energy of Xuanyuan Sword was greatly weakened, and cracks appeared faintly on the sword.
The figures of the Mu An clan members became increasingly faint. Wei Zi felt indescribable sadness in his heart, and his eyes were so sour that he couldn't help but blink. But in the blink of an eye, the Mu An clan members disappeared like smoke.
Reexist.
"They left." Feng Danyuan held her hand.
"Yeah." Wei Zi sniffed and suppressed the sadness in her heart.
"Feng Danyuan!"
A sad roar came from not far away.
Wei Zi and the others followed the sound, only to see Linze covered in blood hugging a person, Snow Lion Aoxue, Jinghong lying on the ground.
At this time, the dark clouds dispersed, and the red sun shed thousands of golden lights, making the sky and earth bright and warm.
But when Wei Zi saw that scene, she only felt extremely desolate, as if the greatest sorrow in the world had poured over her head and face.
Before she could react in her mind, she had already rushed towards Linze.
Feng Danyuan grabbed her waist and flew forward.
Long Aotian thought for a moment, then followed the two of them with the Xuanyuan Sword.
