The righteous female cultivator loves to act coquettishly, while the demon empress is very arrogant

Feng Ziqi couldn't get rid of Ao Cang and felt angry.

If you can't get rid of it, then hit it until it leaves!

Feng Ziqi stood up and tightened his grip on the Taiyi Xiao!

When he saw Ao Cang in his eyes, his figure suddenly rose up, like a falling meteor, heading straight towards Ao Cang!

Not to be outdone, Ao Cang roared angrily and sprayed out a dragon's breath towards Feng Ziqi.

Feng Ziqi simply ignored the breath, as if it posed no threat to him.

This was indeed the case. Feng Ziqi rushed straight to Ao Cang from this breath.

Taiyi Xiao shook his hand, and connected the dots with one hand to create the three hexagrams of green chain.

The horse racing is like the Milky Way, running endlessly.

It can be vaguely seen that there are talismans circulating among these three hexagrams.

Take a closer look.

On these talismans, there are actually obscure musical scales engraved on them.

Daole!

Taiyi Xiao’s own attack skills!

In an instant.

These three bolts cut through the void and struck towards Ao Cang's head!

Ao Cang's eyes were full of fighting spirit. Even if he felt a fatal threat, he did not take a step back!

It went straight up towards the green light, with huge and sharp spiritual energy wrapped around the dragon's claws.

These auras were like flexible dragons, all heading towards Feng Ziqi!

Ao Cang knew that the Xiaoyao Cauldron was on the person in front of him, so he tried to get the Xiaoyao Cauldron back even if he was injured!

These flexible spiritual dragons quickly entangled Feng Ziqi's hands and feet, imprisoning him. Several other dragons actually rushed into Feng Ziqi's body and passed through him!

When he got out of Feng Ziqi's chest, he was dragging a small green bottle with him.

Feng Ziqi didn't panic at all, and his expression didn't even change.

Facing the spiritual dragons that entangled him, he only paused for half a breath and then easily broke free from the restraints.

Those spiritual dragons all disappeared into the air in an instant!

Ao Cang's eyes flashed and he stared at Feng Ziqi, his eyes full of disbelief.

His dragon-dragon dharma appearance was actually broken by the young man in front of him in just one encounter!

At this time, Feng Ziqi was a handsome young man, so Ao Cang did not recognize that the man in front of him was the obedient little emperor.

Ao Cang's heart was filled with horror. The young man's cultivation in front of him was too terrifying! How could he be so powerful!

When he passed by Ye Mo just now, he was still a little dissatisfied, thinking that Ye Mo must have poor cultivation to end up like that.

It has to be said that Ao Cang is indeed a militant and both are dragons, so there is a vague sense of comparison in his heart.

In his heart, he is the strongest and no one is as good as him!

But now Ao Cang finally understood that the young man in front of him was indeed unfathomable!

To know,

Many of the dragon clan's battle memories are innate, and Ao Cang has inherited Ao Zhan's inheritance. His combat ability should have been invincible among the same level.

Sooner or later, the three-stringed flute light that was supposed to fall on Ao Cang's head only lightly crossed Ao Cang's head and did not actually fall on his head.

Ao Cang was stunned for a moment.

He had been prepared for serious injuries, but this turn of events caught him off guard.

But the next moment, Ao Cang felt that the spiritual energy around his body was stagnant. His huge body was actually frozen in the air, unable to move at all!

The mysterious talismans and seals mixed in those three exercises were actually attached to various parts of Ao Cang's body.

These talismans flickered on and off Ao Cang's body, flashing with a faint green light.

Feng Ziqi held a beautiful sword flower on the Taiyi flute in his hand and took it back gracefully.

He snorted coldly and immediately moved away from Ao Cang.

What he hates most in his life are these dragons with eyes above their heads!

If this white dragon hadn't been his sister's spiritual pet, he would have had to skin and cramp this guy!

But now he doesn't dare to hurt Ao Cang. He is more afraid of his sister's anger than his disgust for the dragon clan.

Now that he had taken his sister away by force, he had already made a mistake. If he was hurting his sister's spiritual pet, then her sister would definitely not forgive him.

So he just imprisoned the white dragon and did not hurt him.

Thinking of what he had to do, Feng Ziqi's eyes became firm again.

Even if his sister hates him, he will definitely continue to do it.

This time, he won't let his sister do those stupid things!

How do they deserve those lowly mortals?

There are also those monsters that shouldn't exist, how can they be matched? !

Since birth is a mistake, you should die obediently!

Rather than living an ignoble existence under the protection of my sister, they are all a drag on her!

My sister has no idea how he spent all these years!

Ever since his sister was wiped out physically and spiritually for those ants more than years ago, his life has been worse than death every day, and he wants to kill all these countless ants.

He still has not given up this idea in his heart. If possible, he will definitely do it!

But now this dirty lower world still has the rules of heaven and earth formed by the obsession of his sister's soul. This lower world is also a place that his sister swears to protect to the death. He cannot destroy her hard work.

The thoughts in Feng Ziqi's mind were spinning a thousand times, but his body was running extremely fast.

If he wants to take his sister away, the place he must go to is the Shen Yun battlefield in Liuyang Continent!

Feng Ziqi was running with all his strength when his figure suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Because on the road ahead of him, a person appeared.

This man has a majestic and unparalleled appearance, and his temperament is as cold as the bright moon.

He was dressed in white clothes like snow, standing in the air with his sleeves fluttering, as if he was an immortal.

No, even in the immortal world, there are only a handful of people like him.

The person coming is none other than Murong Xuyao!

When Feng Ziqi faced the two powerful dragon clans Ye Mo and Ao Cang, he never took them seriously.

But facing Murong Xuyao, Feng Ziqi had a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Murong Xuyao ​​stepped on the void and seemed to be walking slowly, but he arrived in front of Feng Ziqi in the blink of an eye.

He looked at Feng Ziqi quietly and spoke slowly, his voice as cold as jade, like his own.

"You can't take her away."

When Feng Ziqi heard this, alarm bells rang in his heart!

He is originally from the immortal world, and what he can be sure of is that there is no one like Murong Xuyao ​​in the immortal world!

But the faint spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from Murong Xuyao ​​made Feng Ziqi feel frightened.

This kind of spiritual energy fluctuation is not violent, but this kind of spiritual energy is very strange.

Even without fighting, you know that the spiritual energy in the man in front of you is more powerful than the weak immortal energy he controls now!

Feng Ziqi's eyes were changing.

What kind of power is more powerful than immortal energy?

Feng Ziqi's heart trembled, and he suddenly thought of a possibility...

The power that is more powerful than immortal energy can only be... divine power!