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Seeing this, the expressions of Zhang Yi and Luo Qingcheng also changed dramatically.

This overwhelming aura made them almost suffocate.

"Qingcheng, you go first!"

Feeling the strength of this momentum, Zhang Yi said in a deep voice.

Luo Qingcheng bit her lips tightly, and said word by word: "We live together and die together!"

Zhang Yi's heart trembled slightly.

At this moment, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky. This thunderclap seemed to want to split the grassland, it was terrifying!

Whoosh!

Immediately, a golden light flashed in Zhang Yi's body, and the sword of the gods suddenly appeared in front of them.

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, knowing that he hadn't practiced Guiyuan Sword Art yet, so what's the use of the Sword of God appearing at this time?

Seeing this sword of the gods, Matouqin seemed to be afraid, and remained motionless in mid-air, all the black energy dissipated.

Seeing that Zhang Yi was unmoved, the sword of the god of heaven flew into Zhang Yi's hand.

But what surprised them was that bursts of dragon roars were reverberating in the air.

And the sword of the god of heaven burst out a golden light in an instant, and swept towards Luo Qingcheng.

Zhang Yi's complexion changed slightly, and before he could react, Luo Qingcheng involuntarily exclaimed, and immediately condensed his fingers into a sword, which merged with the sword of the gods.

After the dragon's cry, there were bursts of phoenix's cry.

Immediately, the phantoms of a dragon and a phoenix hovered in the sky, and the whole sky was lit up. The sky was bursting with golden yellow, and the overwhelming coercion of heaven and earth swept across the entire prairie.

"Dragon and Phoenix singing together?" Zhang Yi looked at the phantom in midair foolishly, and murmured in a low voice.

'hiss! '

At this moment, two phantoms instantly disappeared into the matouqin.

Immediately, a heart-piercing sound was heard from the Matouqin, this sound was extremely cold, as if it wanted to tear a crack in the sky, it was terrifying.

There was a chill down Zhang Yi's back, and his heart trembled uncontrollably. Looking at Matouqin who had recovered to be quiet at this moment, he froze in place.

"Zhang Yi, this is..."

Luo Qingcheng was also completely stunned, she was completely out of control just now, the Xuantian Heart Sutra operated independently, her fingers condensed into a sword, and then these things happened.

For the rest, she didn't react at all.

Zhang Yi shook his head bitterly: "Jingling slightly mentioned that there is a move called dragon and phoenix singing together, which requires me to attack with my true daughter to complete it, but he said at the time that it can only be practiced after the completion of Tianzhu swordsmanship .”

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, Luo Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then he was filled with joy.

What does he mean to say that he is his true destiny?

Thinking of this, the corners of Luo Qingcheng's exquisite mouth raised slightly, with a joyful arc.

"Qingcheng, what's the matter with you?" Seeing Luo Qingcheng giggling to himself, Zhang Yi was puzzled.

Luo Qingcheng raised the corner of her mouth: "It's nothing!"

Immediately, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the Matouqin that fell to the ground, and asked in a daze, "Is this done?"

"I don't know, but I don't think many people can bear our combination!" Zhang Yi teased.

Luo Qingcheng was stunned, Yudi blushed slightly, and she pouted cutely and said: "Who has fit with you."

"Hey, now that it's resolved, we can go back to get together with peace of mind." Zhang Yi laughed dumbly.

"you……"

Luo Qingcheng pointed at Zhang Yi shyly, her water-sheared eyes gleamed with autumn water, her light-white fingers pinched the corner of her clothes tightly, she looked down at her toes, and her ears felt feverish.

"Ok?"

When Zhang Yi and Zhang Yi were about to leave, they saw the Matouqin flew into the air again with a swish.

Zhang Yi's pupils shrank slightly, and when he was about to take out the sword of the gods again, something incredible happened.

I saw the Matouqin flew into Zhang Yi's hand in a whizz, and let him hold her regardless of whether he wanted to or not.

"you……"

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, his lips parted slightly, and as he wanted to say something, an extremely old voice suddenly came: "Take me away!"

"what?"

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, with an incredulous look on his face, he exchanged a glance with Luo Qingcheng, and immediately asked, "Who are you?"

"Yan Feng!"

"Yan Feng?" Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then asked in a deep voice, "Did you make all those people disappear?"

He knew that the matouqin was just an ordinary matouqin, but there was an extraordinary person living in it.

Just like the ring of the gods, isn't there a ring spirit inside?

It was the Nazgul who saved his life when he fought Ulysses, a Bahasa Indonesian Catholic.

"It's not missing, it's just that they have all been sent to the mainland of China!"

"Huh?" Zhang Yi was stunned for a long while, and finally asked in shock: "Do you know the mainland of China?"

"I was originally from there, why didn't I know?"

"..."

"Why did you send them there, what is your purpose, what is your realm?"

Zhang Yi asked several questions repeatedly, and Matouqin flashed a few black air, as if he didn't react.

It took a long time before he slowly said: "I have no purpose, I am just a servant, and I received the order of the young master to bring the people here to the mainland of China to practice for the young master."

"Cultivation?"

"Well, the young master has practiced Wushuang Jue, and needs to absorb human souls as nourishment..."

"What did you say?" Hearing this, Zhang Yi's pupils contracted for a while, his eyes were full of shock, and there was a trace of fear deep in his eyes.

"My soul is in the matouqin right now. As for the realm you mentioned, I'm only at the tenth level of Yuqing!" Seemingly ignoring Zhang Yi's shock, Yan Feng continued.

"Yuqing tenth level?"

The corner of Zhang Yi's mouth twitched slightly, a servant actually has the tenth level of Yuqing?

He really wanted to know how strong the people in mainland China were.

You know, Jie Ling said that Pojun has the seventeenth level of Yuqing, which is equivalent to the second level of the Taoist ancestor here, so the tenth level of Yuqing, even without the Taoist ancestor, has the sixth level of supernatural powers, right?

What about the tougher ones?

Yuqing over there has just started to practice, what about Shangqing?

The next level is too clear?

These people are killing their own existence in seconds.

You must know that if it wasn't for the sword of the gods, I would probably have been killed by this guy.

After a long time, Zhang Yicai took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice, "Then you took me?"

"Who is your master?"

Zhang Yi wanted to say something else, and then Yan Feng continued: "You are not strong, don't think about going to the mainland of China, otherwise you will have no bones left!"

"..."

Zhang Yi frowned.

And Yan Feng continued: "If possible, when you are strong, I can take you there, but you must agree to one request."

"any request?"

"Avenge me!"