In an instant, a wonderful feeling appeared in Feng Yi's heart. The Netherworld Evil Blade seemed to have become a part of his body at this moment. The huge evil aura and energy were like the blood flowing in his blood, as if it was originally in his body. The aura that was swaying all over the world and who was comparable to his blood instantly made his blood boil.

"Slaying the shadow of the sky and destroying the earth!" Feng Yi let out a long roar, and the evil blades cut through the sky, and the shadows of the blades attacked the surroundings like destroying the sky and destroying the earth. The evil man with black hair flying and a proud and proud appearance appeared in front of him again.

The eighth level undead Xuanming Corpse God and the Skeleton King turned into ashes, and there was no residue left.

It seemed that his blessing was so great that Feng Yi felt a sudden thrill in his body, and his magic power surged, but he did not exaggerate and just accumulated in his body.

Suddenly, Feng Yi roared wildly, and the black magic power on his body suddenly exploded. Four pairs of black wings appeared behind him in an instant, and the two patterns on his concealed forehead were also blazing green light. At this time, his black hair was flying, holding the Netherworld Evil Blade, and his dark eyes were like a hole in the universe, and his image was the same as the mysterious man, the former owner of the Netherworld Evil Blade.

Liu Yanyun and Fei'er looked up at Feng Yi, who was like a demon in the air in a daze, and was so crazy! But the dragon Pianpian was crawling on the ground, trembling.

At some point, the Netherworld Evil Blade in Feng Yi's hand disappeared silently in his hand, but he was still immersed in the feeling of looking down on the sky just now, and could not return to his senses for a long time.

After a long time, Feng Yi recovered and landed on the ground. He looked at the four pairs of demon wings behind him. He had unknowingly broken through to the eight-winged green demon realm. The feeling just now was so good.

"The blood Wuya meets the master." Long Pianpian said tremblingly.

Feng Yi couldn't help but be stunned. Why did this woman who could summon the eighth level undead call her master? Moreover, the Sky-Devouring Soul-Destroying Shadow Slash that he had just targeted her did not hurt her. It was strange and also confused him.

Long Pianpian seemed to notice something, and a blood-red arrogant man who was close to the body came out of Long Pianpian's body, but Long Pianpian's body was soft and unconscious on the ground.

Feng Yi suddenly realized that this powerful ghost named Xue Wuya occupied the girl's body, but what does this ghost have to do with him? Or does it have to do with the owner of the Netherworld Evil Blade?

At this time, Fei'er rushed over and pulled the four pairs of demon wings behind Feng Yi curiously. He punched him with a pink fist, and said in a sweet voice: "Okay, you big devil, you have deceived me for so long."

Feng Yi thought about it, and the four pairs of demon wings were retracted into his body, but the two green patterns on his forehead still proved his identity as the eight-winged green demon. He smiled and endured Fei'er's punch, but threw Xue Wuya aside and refused to ask. To be honest, Fei'er didn't care about his identity as a demon, but he was a little surprised. However, just now, Xue Wuya said that she was from the Qingmu family who had been hidden in the world for tens of thousands of years, but he didn't know what kind of power the Qingmu family was. It could be passed down for tens of thousands of years, so it would definitely not be a simple character.

Liu Yanyun looked at Feng Yi with complicated eyes, and then returned to Gu Jing Wubo's expression. She walked to the unconscious Long Pianpian, poured a green pill and fed her, and then sat quietly and closed her eyes.

Feng Yi grabbed Fei'er's little hand, hugged her slim waist and kissed her lips gently.

Fei'er's pretty face turned red. She didn't expect Feng Yi would be so bold, but the corner of her mouth was filled with a shy smile that could not be concealed.

At this moment, Feng Yi looked at Xue Wuya, who was still crawling, and asked lightly: "Who are you? Why are you called me master?"

"My name is Xue Wuya, the Tulan Blood Dragon Clan, and anyone who holds the Netherworld Evil Blade is my master." Xue Wuya said.

The Tulan Blood Dragon Clan! Feng Yi and Fei'er were shocked.

"Do you know the former master of this Netherworld Evil Blade?" Feng Yi asked afterwards.

"I don't know, I don't have much memory, and I don't have this impression, but I know that the person holding the Netherworld Blood Blade must be my master." Xue Wuya shook his head, his tone was very firm. He saw his palms folded and a blood light shot towards Feng Yi's forehead.

With Xue Wuya's strength, Feng Yi had no time to dodge, so he realized that a wonderful connection was established with Xue Wuya, just as his life and death were only in his thoughts.

"Dragon Clan Contract!" However, Long Pianpian, who had just woken up, just saw this scene, and couldn't help but exclaim, with beautiful eyes wide open.

The Dragon Clan is an extremely arrogant and intelligent creature. They have perverted magic control ability and their physical bodies are also very powerful. The ancient Dragon Clan is much more powerful than the current East China Sea Dragon Clan, and the Blood Dragon Clan is even more emperors among the ancient Dragon Clan. If they want them to voluntarily sign the Dragon Clan master and servant contract, no one in the world can do it.

"Where is the ruins of the ancient dragon clan in Tulan in the Death Jedi?" Fei'er took the opportunity to ask.

Xue Wuya was stunned and said, "Isn't Death Jedi the remains of the Tulan Dragon Clan?"

"So, isn't there anything more specific?" Fei'er asked.

Xue Wuya thought about it, shook his head and said, "I have the final say in the Death Jedi. I have been here for countless years. I never know what remains of the Tulan Dragon Clan are left."

Feng Yi took out the Zi Huanyang Crystal and said, "It is said that the magic circle sealed inside is the key to open the treasure of the ancient dragon clan of Tulan. Come and take a look."

Xue Wuya glanced at him, his face changed and said, "Is this the key to the opening of that place?"

"Where?" Feng Yi asked, subconsciously feeling that they seemed to be trapped in a conspiracy.

"The Holy Spirit Cave in the Jedi of Death." Xue Wuya said.

"Where is that?" Feng Yi asked.

"I don't know." Xue Wuya shook his head.

Feng Yi suddenly thought of something and told them the road map that Chu Qiqi gave them.

"That's right, this is the route to the Holy Spirit Cave." Xue Wuya said affirmatively.

Feng Yi and Fei'er looked at each other and twitched their mouths. You, the seventh day of the lunar month, actually had the idea of ​​this purple sanitary sun crystal, but they had mistakenly entered that space. How did she know that they had purple sanitary sun crystal? All of this seemed to be a mystery hidden under layers of fog.

Feng Yi asked Xue Wuya if he knew the space where the death Jedi was in the Juqiqi and the others were. He shook his head and said he didn't know. He asked him if he knew the ancient tree of Tianyan, but his expression changed drastically.

"There is actually the existence of the Tianyan ancient tree in this world? Haven't it been destroyed?" Xue Wuya murmured.

"What exactly is the Tianyan ancient tree?" Fei'er couldn't help asking.

"A spiritual tree that can communicate with heaven and earth has existed in the world since the chaos first opened." The answer was the willow smoke that had opened its eyes.
Chapter completed!