Then she saw that the bundle of divine chains was wrapped from her arm to her small palm, and there were purple and black marks on her arms in several places.

He stretched out his hand, intending to grab the bundle of divine chains, but Feng Yunmo suddenly raised his other hand, blocked his hand and said, "No."

"Your hands will be injured." The chain wrapped around Feng Yunmo's body will tighten due to Feng Yunmo's pulling force. Fortunately, she only did this to drag the man out together.

If the god was chained by this bundle of gods, his neck would be so painful that it would be like being wrung by Ling Chi.

"Just for the sake of a god of death, you dragged him out regardless of your own injuries. Do you know that those actions you just made almost made me strangle you to death." After Beiming Yexuan finished speaking, he turned back to look at the man in the distance, his eyes

There was a lot of jealousy inside.

Feng Yunmo smiled softly and said, "If I don't do this, how can I stimulate your potential?"

"You can't make fun of yourself either. If I'm not that clever and am attacked by Long Chushang, wouldn't you be a widow in the future?"

"Go, go, go, why should I be a widow? I have a great youth. Without you, I will find another one at worst."

"If you keep talking nonsense, I won't be able to spare you, little girl, when I go back." Beiming Yexuan pinched her waist hard.

Feng Yunmo snorted, raised his hand, and said: "This is transformed from the egg of that strange beast. I don't know its origin. He is obviously dead, but Long Chushang still looks nervous about him. Not only does he put him

He was locked in the God-Binding Heavenly Prison, and his neck was chained with a God-Binding Chain, just like chaining a dog."

After saying that, she moved her left hand dexterously, and the ancient bell emitted a faint glow, which shrouded the dead body. In the blink of an eye, Feng Yunmo took the dead body into the universal space, along with the bundle of divine chains.

was taken in.

"It seems that we can only move him back like this, and then try to get the God-binding chain away from him. If possible, it is best to save him." She clenched her fists and whispered.

Beiming Yexuan once again looked up at the increasing number of heavenly soldiers and generals, and immediately took out the soul sword from his own space.

Before setting off, Wu Feihuan had handed over the Soul Sword to him.

At this moment, it comes in handy.

Feng Yunmo glanced at the soul sword and didn't say anything. She just put her hand in his warm palm and was led by him.

Every time he took a step, he raised his soul sword and waved it into the air.

Thousands of monster souls surged out of the Soul Sword space. Those monsters had strange shapes and made strange sounds.

The heavenly soldiers who had previously surrounded Beiming Yexuan and Feng Yunmo all raised their heads and looked up at the wisps of demon spirits flying above their heads.

These demon souls have been cultivating in the soul sword space for more than five hundred years. They already have their own consciousness and their own cultivation. One of them cannot resist a divine soldier, but ten demon souls combined are enough to resist one.

Godly soldiers.

Beiming Yexuan's soul sword contains countless demon souls, so with every step he takes, a large number of countless demon souls will pour out of the space of his soul sword.

At this time, it would be best if there were demon souls to help out, but unfortunately, Wu Feihuan, the contracted demon soul, is not here.

When Beiming Yexuan sighed secretly, a voice came from the soul sword: "Lord Demon Phoenix!"

Beiming Yexuan frowned, lowered his head, and looked at the sword in his hand.
Chapter completed!