There was a mistake in the previous chapter. The bone sword in the hand of the Saint Qingluan should be a claw of his ancestor, not a tooth. At that time, he was thinking about the dragon in his mind, and looked at Qingluan without teeth.

This is how novels are often wrong. The novels we see now have been revised more than ten times, which is inevitable.

It is strange that there is no error in a novel with millions of words. Of course, if you find the error, you only modify the original novel. There will be no modification on the pirated version. Therefore, if you see a bug when watching the pirated children's shoes, it is probably just the reason for you to read the pirated version. Don't criticize the author for being inconsistent.

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The golden crow and the fire phoenix fought against each other, smashing the Flaming Mountains into many places, and golden earth and stone slurry flowed out of the broken mountains.

Feng Feiyun stood hundreds of miles away, carefully restraining his breath on his body, and sneered: "I didn't expect to meet these two people here. Prince Golden Crow Ba's cultivation is so powerful, and he really has the capital of arrogance."

There are thirty-six holy spirit principles in the body of Prince Golden Crow, emitting golden divine light, just like the thirty-six pillars of heaven standing in his body.

The Qingluan Saint's cultivation is also very strong, but he has not reached the semi-saint realm. It can only rely on the treasures on his body to barely compete with the Golden Crow Prince.

"Bang."

Prince Jinwu swept his sword and smashed the three fifteenth-grade spiritual weapons that the Saint Qingluan gave out, turning them into pieces of broken scrap iron.

The Qingluan Saint has endless treasures on her body. She can easily make a spiritual weapon, just like throwing a stone, causing great interference to the Golden Crow Prince.

She has a great backer behind her. Not to mention spiritual weapons, even if she wants a holy spirit vessel, she can get it.

However, Prince Jinwu Ba’s cultivation was too high. The Saint Qingluan was hit by the sword energy and his left wrist was cut. He almost broke his mouth in one mouth. The bone sword in his hand almost flew out of his hand.

Prince Jinwu rushed up again and swept through the neck of Saint Qingluan. Ancient holy patterns flashed on the skin of Saint Qingluan. A holy light of a holy spirit guarded her and blocked the sword, but a blood mark was still left on his neck, and the sword energy cut through the skin.

Her face changed, her beautiful eyes chilled, and she said, "You really dare to kill me."

"The Golden Crow Demon Clan dares to kill even the phoenix, let alone a Qingluan." The Golden Crow Prince smiled sarcastically, holding the sword in both hands, and the thirty-six holy spirit paths in his body flashed, locking the Qingluan Saint and slashing down with one sword.

The heaven and earth are shaking.

Prince Jinwu Ba’s cultivation is too strong, and she can’t stop this sword.

But this sword failed to fall on her.

A figure wrapped in flames flew over and stood in front of her, holding a white spear in her hand and banging against the Golden Crow Prince eight times, causing eight earth-shaking loud noises.

"Rumbling."

Both of them took eight steps in a row.

Prince Jinwu Ba held the sword in his hand, majestic and roared, "Haha, Feng Feiyun, I have long noticed that your aura is nearby, and I am about to deal with the Saint Qingluan to kill you again. Since you jumped out on your own initiative, you two will die together."

"Flying the Clouds."

The beautiful eyes of the Qingluan Saint was staring at the figure wrapped in flames, and said softly in her red lips, "It's him, haha, now it's all."

Feng Feiyun put the flames on his body into his body, carried a spear in his hand, looked straight, and said with a smile: "There will be a battle between us."

"Sword of Heavenly Secrets and Ghosts."

Prince Jinwu held the sword in both hands, and the sword edge slashed in the void, and a sharp roar of ghosts and gods sounded. The sword edge pointed towards Feng Feiyun, locking the space around Feng Feiyun's body.

The Saint Qingluan stood in the distance, with a pair of green wings on her back, her breasts were tall and her jade waist was like a plate, and she was extremely slim. She reminded: "The Sword of Heavenly Mechanics and Ghosts is the Prince of Golden Crows who learned it from the Four Saints and Heavenly Mechanics Monument. It is very powerful, be careful."

Feng Feiyun's arm shook, and his spear reached the sky, breaking the imprisonment of space. A spear hit him, and the qi of breaking the wind made a harsh sound.

"boom."

The figures intertwined, and the two fought together.

"Three Swords Ghosts and Gods Wrath."

The sword in the hands of Prince Golden Crow Ba is like a ghost and god, and it is unpredictable. Its energy surges into the sea of ​​gods. It is a sword of the Holy Spirit. It carries many Holy Spirit principles on it, which are terrifying and boundlessly powerful, and can even communicate with the Holy Spirit between heaven and earth.

"Eye of the Dragon."

Feng Feiyun pinched a purple dragon eye the size of a fist, walked in the sword energy of the ghost god, pointed his finger, and a terrifying pillar of light flew out of the Demon Dragon's eyes, bombarded the body of the Golden Crow Prince.

Prince Jinwu stood with his sword, and countless ghosts and ghosts stood behind him, his body burst back dozens of feet, and his tiger's eyes shrank: "What is your relationship with the great demon dragon?"

"The defeated general under his command." Feng Feiyun said.

Prince Jinwuba smiled sarcastically: "You are qualified to be the defeated general of the Great Demon Dragon."

"I mean, he is my defeated man."

Feng Feiyun held the eye of the demon dragon in one hand and the Tianzhi soldiers' gallbladder in the other hand, constantly fighting with the Golden Crow Prince's Heavenly Magical Ghost Sword.

Ghosts and gods collided with demons and dragons, and there was a shocking roar that shook the sky.

The spear and the giant sword fight each other, and each strike is dangerous to break the halberd and sink the sand.

"I have cultivated the thirty-six holy spirit principles, and you have cultivated the holy spirit principles. If I use all my strength, you can't stop my move at all." The Golden Crow Bare Prince was angry and rushing, his face was full of red light, and his eyes were like the sun and moon.

"Eight swords are shocked."

The sword intent on Prince Jinwu's body expanded to the extreme, and countless sword energy was circulating in his body.

"Now ten thousand spirit beasts are not in my body. If I continue to fight to the death with Prince Jinwu, I will definitely suffer a loss. Let's go."

Feng Feiyun and the Saint of Qingluan decisively flew towards the depths of the Flaming Mountains, both of them being extremely fast.

"Haha, I want to escape."

Prince Jinwu laughed loudly, released the sword energy in his body, turned into hundreds of ghost and god sword energy, flattened dozens of mountains, and then chased Feng Feiyun and the others.

Feng Feiyun and the Saint of Qingluan flew directly into the jealous fire. The temperature of the flame here increased a lot, and even at their level, they felt a little tingling in their skin.

"Okay, I'll get him off for the time being." Feng Feiyun entered a valley entrance and mobilized his divine thoughts and called back Mao Turtle, Blood Dragon, and Mao Husband. Ten thousand spirit beasts also flew back from all directions and rushed into Feng Feiyun's body.

The turtle stared at the Saint Qingluan and laughed sarcastically: "Awesome, after going out for a walk, I brought back another peerless beauty."

Feng Feiyun took out sixty-four dragon spirit stones and arranged a hidden formation in this valley.

The Saint Qingluan has a tall figure, fair skin as jade, a slender neck, elegant temperament, her jade legs are exposed outside, crystal clear and slender. She stared at Feng Feiyun for a long time. To be precise, when Feng Feiyun and the Golden Wu Ba Prince fought, she kept staring at Feng Feiyun.

The look of eyes was a little strange, as if it was necessary to look at each of Feng Feiyun's hair clearly.

Feng Feiyun could naturally feel her naked eyes, and always felt like a little Aries was stared at by a big bad wolf. He couldn't help but feel panicked, "What's there to be afraid of? Are you still afraid that she will take over me?"

"The cultivation level of the Golden Crow Ba Prince is extremely powerful. Even if he uses the Ten Thousand Beasts War Body and the Immortal Phoenix Body, he will be a little weaker than him. Unless the Ten Thousand Beasts War Body can become stronger and have enough essence."

Feng Feiyun knew very well that his current cultivation level was very difficult to defeat the Golden Crow Prince without turning into a dragon. Of course, it would be difficult for the Golden Crow Prince to kill him.

The saint of Qingluan walked towards Feng Feiyun, with light steps, breast enlarged and jade buttocks, almond eyes and peach cheeks, like a shy green lotus, and said shyly: "Brother Yun, thank you for your life-saving kindness, the little woman has no choice..."

"Ahem, it's a big deal, it's a big deal." Feng Feiyun always felt that she would say "promise her body" later, so he quickly interrupted her.

"Brother Yun." Mao Turtle, Blood Dragon, Mao Hushi all learned from the voice of the Saint Qingluan.

A black line suddenly appeared on Feng Feiyun's forehead and glared at them.

The saint Qingluan leaned on her concave and convex jade body, her eyes were filled with apricot blossoms, her eyelashes dripping, and her jade fingers were gently pinching the corner of her clothes, and she said shyly: "Actually, I am marrying you."

"Ah." Feng Feiyun exclaimed.

Feng Feiyun has rarely been chased by others. Unexpectedly, girls are so direct in chasing boys nowadays. Can it be more irrelevant to "marry for your fingertips".

Feng Feiyun never minded two more women, and the Saint Qingluan was really beautiful, and she would definitely not be much worse than Xuanyuan Yiyi. In terms of figure, she was even more popular than Xuanyuan Yiyi.

But her proactiveness makes people feel weak, what is her intention?

Feng Feiyun said in a whisper: "Hehe, Your Highness, I...I already have a fiancée."

"What, who allowed it?" The Saint Qingluan glared with big eyes, very fierce, and she didn't have the shy lady like that before, just like an active volcano.

"My master has decided." Feng Feiyun pushed on Long Chuanfeng's body.

"No, no, marriage matters can only be determined by your parents. I am your mother, and I am the orthodox." Saint Qingluan said.

Feng Feiyun's eyebrows jumped and said, "My mother made a reservation."

"Yes, my grandpa and your mother had already decided on this marriage before we were born, but you were pregnant with me for a long time, so you were born two hundred years later."

The saint of Qingluan's eyes were solemn, with long hair hanging down, as if she felt that she was too fierce, her eyes gradually softened again, her eyes narrowed slightly, and turned into two crescent moons, and said softly: "Eight years ago, your mother came to Qingluan Fairy Mansion. She praised me endlessly. At that time, grandpa mentioned this marriage. Your mother smiled and said, "If I marry into the Feng family, I will definitely be my official family and no one will be allowed to bully me."

A woman changes her face too quickly.

Feng Feiyun smiled angrily and said, "I don't know who your grandfather is."

"You don't know." Saint Qingluan took out a white jade token and handed it to Feng Feiyun.

Feng Feiyun took the white jade token in confusion. After seeing the word "wind" on the token, his eyes shrank violently.

He was very familiar with this token. It was the token of the Feng family in Lingzhou City. At that time, there were only four people who owned it, his father, his righteous brother, himself, and one of them was his mother's old servant "Butler Liu".

"Grandpa Liu."

Feng Feiyun opened his mouth wide, completely shocked, stared at the Saint Qingluan for a while, and said, "How come your token is on you."

The Saint Qingluan stared at him with a resentful look, with a mist in her pupils, and said, "Grandpa asked me to come to you, saying that we are not young anymore and we should have done the marriage earlier. When we left, we gave me a token that could prove my identity."
Chapter completed!