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Chapter 1222

: Stealing chicken but losing rice

Boom, a loud noise erupted, the two attacks collided with each other in horror, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and the sun and the moon went dark.

Everyone stared blankly at the battle, their breathing became rapid and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.

Clang

A white sword light that seemed to be able to penetrate heaven and earth, with a light golden color, burst out from Leng Wuyou's Divine Phoenix Sword and slashed towards the dense network of chains.

The network of chains melted instantly under this sword like the white snow in spring.

The white sword energy continued unabated, heading all the way towards Kecha's face. Kecha's face changed, his figure quickly flashed in the air, and he hid directly behind the blood pupil in the sky.

The white sword light slashed at the blood pupil, tearing it, like the sound of cloth being torn, and then the blood pupil cracked a hole, as if countless scarlet blood spurted out, and above the sky, like a

There was a bloody rain.

The rain of blood flowed down the river and fell on the ground, directly corroding the small holes.

When the human cultivators saw this scene, their expressions changed greatly, and they quickly used various methods to block the erosion of the blood rain, and then continued to look at the battle.

This battle was a rare one for them, and the battle between the two strong men benefited them a lot.

After the blood pupil was severely injured, Kecha couldn't help but let out a scream. The blood pupil was one of his eyes.

The reason why he released his blood pupil was because it could assist him and support his abilities in many ways. He did this because he felt how powerful Leng Wuyou was.

But now he has lost everything, his blood pupils have been severely damaged, and his aura has also fallen rapidly.

No, he gritted his teeth, and if he continued now, Leng Wuyou would not die today, and he would be the one who died.

Forget it, since I can't complete the mission of the Holy Attendant, that's all I can do. Anyway, the Holy Attendant has said that he can't kill Leng Wuyou. If that's the case, then there's no need for him to stay.

His hand was attached to the blood pupil. The next moment, the blood pupil in the sky disappeared instantly. When it reappeared, it was embedded in his left eye socket. Black mist spread over his body, covering his entire body.

Slowly wrapping the package, Leng Wuyou narrowed his eyes, and when he saw him like this, he knew that he was about to run away.

The last time I let this guy run away, this time I asked him to stay at all costs.

A cold and stern light flashed across Leng Wuyou's ink-colored phoenix eyes, and his murderous intent was already revealed.

Feeling the murderous intent, Kecha said something bad in his heart, and quickly activated the black mist on his body to quickly wrap himself up. Seeing that, the black mist had already covered his entire body, and his whole body was covered bit by bit.

disappeared in the air, but at the moment when his body became insubstantial, the surrounding air suddenly stagnated, the wind seemed to have stopped at this moment, and time seemed to be frozen by something at this moment.

Kecha, who was disappearing and becoming transparent, suddenly stopped in mid-air, and his figure no longer dissipated, but gradually became solid again.

But Yu's pupils shrank, and in just a moment he had transformed into a physical entity again. It was like time was reversed, and the black mist re-entered his body.

He looked at Leng Wuyou in disbelief, feeling the power of confinement around him, and his face turned particularly ugly for a moment.

"How is it possible? Do you also have the talent to confine space, or do you have a treasure that can confine space?" Kecha's high-pitched voice was full of disbelief, and his eyes widened.

, staring at Leng Wuyou, the scarlet light flashing continuously, it can be seen that his mood is very ups and downs at this moment.

"Oh, no, there's no treasure." Leng Wuyou's voice was faint. She glanced at her shoulder, where a palm-sized purple kitten was lying there, wagging its tail, looking like

Extremely proud.

After experiencing the last retreat, Dandan has been able to put away his true form, and now what he transformed into is a purple kitten.
Chapter completed!
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