I saw Feng Ruge standing with her hands behind her back, with a trace of playfulness hidden in her eyes.
In front of him, a middle-aged beautiful woman looked gloomy and looked at Feng Ruge and Feng Wu coldly, and there was a trace of black light around her body.
"Fengwu, do you still have the face to come back?"
"Why am I shameless to come back? You should be the one who is really shameless? You swallowed countless legitimate blood descendants of my Phoenix Clan, and swallowed them while they were born. Today, I will punish you as the descendant of the Phoenix Clan."
Feng Wu snorted coldly, hugged her hands in front of her, looking like she was hanging.
"You... nonsense!!"
Feng Hongyu's eyes were gloomy and she looked at Feng Ruge behind Feng Wu with a cold look.
At this time, she could feel that the mysterious woman seemed to contain a breath that was the same as the bloodline of the Phoenix clan.
However, her realm was a bit strange, and even the powerful saint Feng Hongyu could not see through it.
"Nonsense? Feng Hongyu, do you dare to say that you have not practiced evil skills?"
Feng Wu turned her head and looked at Feng Ruge, "Sister, please be fair to the Feng tribe."
"The evil demon has not yet revealed its true form?"
With Feng Ruge's whisper, his jade hand pushed him horizontally and suppressed him in front of him.
In an instant, the world was completely broken, and the vast holy power fell down, easily crushing all the ancient trees in the mountains and forests into powder.
"you…"
Feng Hongyu's eyes were slightly condensed, and she didn't dare to hesitate at all. The flames were boiling around her, like a fire curtain that reached the sky, burning everything.
Under the power of this flame, the void was burned with strange waves.
only!!
Just when these flame divine texts touched the Holy Light Palm Seal, they were all broken.
"Crazy."
Endless fire fell from the sky, igniting the temple below.
"Puchi."
Feng Hongyu's figure flew backwards even more embarrassedly, and blood mixed with internal organs splattered out, which was shocking.
"Who are you…"
Suddenly, Feng Hongyu seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes suddenly condensed.
Is this reasonable for a contemporary girl to have a more terrifying combat power than her?
"Hmph, Feng Hongyu, hurry up and surrender, this is the Lord of the Emperor."
Feng Wu grinned, and the sarcasm in her eyes was unconcealed.
"What?!"
Hearing this, Feng Hongyu's eyes shook, and a rich resentment flashed through her eyes.
The next moment, she turned around and fled wildly towards the distant sky without any hesitation.
"Have you escaped?"
Feng Ruge shook his head, and there was a trace of playfulness in his eyes.
As her jade hand poked out again, the void was suddenly imprisoned by a mysterious force.
Feng Hongyu's face suddenly turned pale, and her pupils were filled with fear and resentment.
"Damn it!! So what about the emperor!!"
After saying that, a strange gap suddenly broke into the middle of her eyebrows.
A terrifying black light burst out, and a large black cauldron rose up and headed towards the sky.
"Rumbling."
In an instant, the sky was completely destroyed, as if it had been opened to the outside world.
“Buzz.”
Feng Ruge frowned slightly, and just as she was about to reach out to suppress the ancient cauldron, her eyes suddenly trembled.
She slowly turned her head and looked around her, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Ling Xiao's figure walked out of the void, and his face was also a faint touch of playfulness.
"snort."
Taking this opportunity, Feng Hongyu tear open the void and wanted to escape from this place.
"Leave her."
Ling Xiao said indifferently and saw Feng Ruge step forward, and three thousand saint shadows appeared behind him, surrounding Feng Hongyu.
Under this breath, even Ling Xiao's face showed a helpless look, shocked by this holy will.
"Come down for me."
Feng Ruge shouted softly, and the holy intention of his body fell down, directly crushing Feng Hongyu's figure from the sky, and his bones seemed to be broken.
Her face gradually became gloomy and ferocious, with black light lingering in her pupils, not like a human powerhouse, but more like a... a lich.
"As it true?"
Ling Xiao's eyes were clear and he didn't feel much surprise.
When he heard Feng Wu talk about the strange tricks of this Feng Wu, he vaguely guessed that her identity was not simple.
She is likely to be taken over by the powerful witch clan here, and she maintains her vitality by devouring the blood of her descendants of her own blood.
Now it seems that Ling Xiao’s previous guess was correct. Every time the miracle land was born, it would appear with the witch tripod.
"I'll fight you."
Feng Hongyu shouted angrily at the sky, and suddenly there were rolling dark flames burning all over her body.
And the flesh and blood on her body gradually fell off like decay, which was extremely strange.
Gradually, her flesh and blood were broken, and only a blood-colored soul was left torn open the void, trying to escape from the immortal tomb.
"Puchi."
But in front of Feng Ruge, let alone an ancient witch soul, even the real witch ancestor is hard to be her opponent here.
Feng Ruge waved his palm lightly, and there were holy patterns in the world, like a big net covering the sky, covering the witch soul and the witch cauldron.
"Witch Ancestor! Witness me!!"
At this moment, blood patterns suddenly boiled outside the blood soul and exploded out of thin air.
The holy pattern in the void was completely broken, and a crack appeared in the world.
"Um?"
Feng Ruge frowned slightly, but saw a pitch-black palm suddenly poking out of the crack and heading towards the witch cauldron.
"snort."
Feng Ruge snorted coldly, and just as he was about to take action to stop him, Ling Xiao suddenly poked out a palm and pressed it on her shoulder.
"Um?"
Feng Ruge's eyes trembled slightly. Although she was a little surprised, she did not dare to have any rebellion. She watched the hand hold the witch cauldron and pull it into the crack.
"Lingxiao, this is..."
Feng Ruge frowned, obviously confused.
The power of the ancient tripod just now seemed to have completely transcended the level of the ancient chaotic treasure and was a true supreme treasure.
With Ling Xiao's temperament, how could he let such a treasure fall into the hands of others?
unless…
"Do you still remember Ning'er?"
A faint curve was raised at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, but there was a faint gloom in his eyes.
Before the birth of the Nine Tripods, Ning'er came to collect them in person.
Why did Ning'er not show up this time, but a great ancestor of the witch clan came?
Could it be that Ning'er's identity has been exposed?
"Ning'er?"
Feng Ruge's face was stunned, and an exquisite little face suddenly appeared in his mind, "It's the little girl in Shengzhou."
"Well, she is now the saint of the Witch Clan."
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, and walked towards the center of Xianling with Feng Ruge.
Next, he should prepare to return to the Xuantian Immortal Realm.
Even Ling Xiao didn't know the relationship between Di Qingcang and the Chaos Clan now.
Perhaps, from the forces behind them, Ling Xiao could see some identity information about the demon clan's defiance of the heavens.
"The saint of the Witch Clan?"
Feng Ruge's eyes trembled, and his eyes became deeper, "Ling Xiao, what is your golden finger..."