Wen Zichen sighed lightly and said, "Yaomo, you are still young. When you grow up, you will meet better demon cultivators...

Yaomo and the Qingqiu clan have reached this point, you need to cheer up, and the hopes of your entire clan are here.

You have to live for yourself and for your tribe.

Don't let all this fall into the hands of "her", so that you will usher in faster destruction.

Her abilities are not worthy of her ambitions.”

Wen Zichen spoke again.

At this time, the light on his body began to dim.

Soon, strands of purple fox phantom totem began to condense and began to surge towards Yaomo.

“No—No—”

Yao Mo's voice was a little sharper, and that sound was sad and sad.

Unfortunately, this could not stop Wen Zichen from becoming even more dim.

"Laojun Mountain, the king is on the ancient land...you..."

Wen Zichen still wanted to speak, but it was already a little difficult.

He took a deep look at the crystal coffin again, and his body gradually fell down.

"Buzz--"

At this moment, the crystal coffin opened itself, and Wen Zichen's body fell down and fell steadily beside Wen Zifei.

Then, the purple light on his body disappeared faster.

More demon fox totems needed and entered Yao Mo's body.

Yao Mo's phantom hair is becoming more and more, and his phantom tail is becoming more and more obvious.

Soon, the purple light on Wen Zichen's body completely disappeared.

Wen Zichen's inspiration on his fiery red robe was completely dim, and the fiery red robe turned into a grayish color.

His eyes closed quietly.

At this time, he seemed to be asleep, and his face was completely revealed at this time.

This is just a teenager who is only sixteen years old.

But at this time, his vitality has been completely cut off.

And in the moment when his vitality was cut off, the mummy-like practitioners hanging in the Octagonal Palace also began to fully recover.

The first one to wake up was Gu Yuan, the old man in black robe, followed by Gu Qianchan and An Fengya and his group.

Finally, it is said by the ancients.

After the eight people in this group woke up, they immediately fell from their hanging state and appeared in the hall.

An Fengya and others naturally saw the heartbroken Yaomo at first sight, and a strange look appeared in their eyes.

Then, her eyes suddenly fell on the crystal coffin, and her eyes lit up suddenly.

"The Demon Coffin Mirror!"

An Fengya exclaimed suddenly, and then her eyes immediately turned red.

Yao Moru didn't hear An Fengya's exclamation at all, but just kept crying.

Her hands were trembling and placed on the crystal coffin, and the lid of the crystal coffin was already pulled and covered by her.

All her efforts did not end up fulfilling the whole story of Zi Chen, but instead owed more.

At this time, An Fengya looked directly at Shu Chuhua, who was wearing a black robe.

Shu Chuhua hesitated a little, then gritted his teeth and released the dark demonic energy directly, rushing towards Yaomo.

"What do you want to do, get out!"

Seeing this scene, Yun Nuanyang held a bird-cultivating axe and chopped An Fengya with the axe.

With this blow, he directly took out the combat power of the seventh level of Xuanyuan Realm. At the same time, he was very lucky to have the artistic effect of Zi Qi coming from the east.

Therefore, like a purple air coming from the east, it gathered on the larger bird cultivation axe.

In this way, his axe seemed to be able to split the world and everything, with a terrifying aura that would destroy the world and swallow the mountains and rivers and suppress everything.

Su Li was also surprised when he cut out the axe.

He didn't think that Yun Nuanyang's move was luck, but thought that this was the combat power of Yun Nuanyang's seventh level of Xuanyuan Realm. Therefore, he was once again "internal injury".

With this attack, Su Li couldn't even deal with the combat power at the first level of Xuanyuan Realm.

It is precisely because of this that his mood is very uncomfortable.

"what you do!"

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

Yun Nuanyang chopped out the axe, and An Fengya and his group of five all changed their faces.

The distance between them was a bit far away. Even so, under Yun Nuanyang's attack, Mei Sitian, Xiang Zigui, Han Yicun and Shu Chuhua immediately changed the attack trajectory and all took action.

An Fengya's face was even more ugly.

She almost instinctively activated a defensive talisman, bursting out a dazzling green light, forming a circular shield, covering her inside.

However, the aid attacks of Shu Chuhua and the four men were obviously behind.

Therefore, Yun Nuanyang hit An Fengya with an axe in advance.

"boom--"

"Crack--"

The powerful blue shield instantly sunken in and was cut through in an instant, and exploded with a "boom".

An Fengya's gauze skirt was also hit by the subsequent impact of the axe. The defensive light on the gauze skirt lit up a white light with burning eyes, but it was also broken with a "poof" sound in an instant.

"ah--"

An Fengya screamed, and half of her shoulder on her right was almost chopped off.

Blood sprayed out like a blood arrow, exploding a bloody flower in the void.

An Fengya's body flew backwards and hit the palace walls hard.

"puff--"

An Fengya fell from the wall, knelt on the ground, vomiting blood.

At the same time, she suddenly looked up, her face full of hideous scars, and the resentment and hatred were extremely strong.

"Boom boom boom boom--"

At this time, the attack on Yun Nuanyang was instantly blown by Shi Xinheng with violent punches.

At the same time, the frost talent exploded, and the four sides were instantly frozen. Therefore, the attacks of Zigui and the four men were instantly disintegrated.

Not only that, at the same time, Yun Qingzhuo's Death Cauldron also took action directly.

"boom--"

A terrifying attack of a tripod that broke through all the magic instantly smashed through the dark brown talent chain released by Han Yicun, making his "chain" unable to get close to Yun Nuanyang's side at all.

Gu Yuan was originally planning to help Yun Nuanyang, but after seeing this scene, his pupils showed a solemn look, and he no longer took action, and he took the lead in getting closer to the ancient Yun.

The lady is very strong, but the young master is only at the fourth level of Xuanyuan Realm. If something is affected, it will be a lot of fun.

Thinking of the previous experience of being almost hanged, Gu Yuan looked at Yun Nuanyang resentfully - Sure enough, even if he met this guy, he would be dead for life, and his old heart could not withstand such torture.

Yun Nuanyang came to his senses and happened to see Gu Yuan's resentful eyes, and his breathing was suddenly stagnant.

Old guy, what are your eyes?

I haven't settled the score with you yet!

Every time I meet you a few, I won’t have a good life.

This time, such a huge opportunity seems to be gone!

Yun Nuanyang's face was as dark as charcoal and he no longer wanted to speak.
Chapter completed!