Dragon King relies on green tea

After Feng Yi was controlled, the puppets he controlled also lost their ability to move, and all fell to the ground one by one.

But at this time, there was a change in the sky above Danxue Mountain, which was shrouded in devilish energy. The entire Danxue Mountain was trembling, the mountain collapsed and split, and thunder burst out.

The thunder did not come from Zisang Yanshu, it was a vision of heaven and earth.

When Danxue Mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, they realized that there was another formation, which used Danxue Mountain as the furnace.

When Feng Yi arranged the formation, he not only used living beings as sacrifices, but also used himself as a sacrifice.

Under the formation is the desire to kill, and when the desire to kill soars, it is also the time when they kill each other. At that time, blood will be sacrificed to nourish the poinsettia everywhere.

Mortals, gods, and ghosts are nourished by the blood and essence. He wants to forcibly revive the flower lily. If he can't be resurrected, when Zi Sang Yanshu completely becomes a demon, then the flower demon will be buried with the flower demon.

Feeling the trembling of the ground under her feet, and Feng Yi who was nailed to the broken wall and laughing wildly, Feng Wei only felt cold and powerless all over her body.

"Crazy! Totally crazy!"

Thinking of the child who has been by her side for thousands of years, now completely changed in a crazy way, Feng Wei only feels extremely chilling.

Every maniacal laughter of Feng Yi pierces Feng Wei's icy heart.

Finally, Feng Wei tremblingly picked up a long sword on the ground, gritted her teeth and shouted to Ye Junche who was not far away: "Shen Jun, use your blood!"

Ye Junche understands Fengwei's intention at this moment, cuts open his palm without hesitation, picks up the flowing red blood and throws it in Fengwei's direction.

The blood with the aura of the divine tree stained the sword, Feng Wei stabbed the long sword into Feng Yi's heart without hesitation.

The heart was pierced, Feng Yi only breathed a sigh of relief, still laughing, laughing sadly and madly: "Auntie, you know me with your own hands..."

Feng Wei closed her eyes, not daring to look at Feng Yi's expression at this time, only by not looking can she truly calm down.

But Feng Yi didn't care, and smiled evilly: "Gun, do you think it's okay if you kill me? You see, the formation is about to be completed, and you will come to accompany me soon, Gu Gu!"

The demonic energy was rampant all around, except for the place where Ye Junche was, it was all haunted by the demonic energy, and even she could feel the interference from the demonic energy.

"What you have done is unacceptable. It is my aunt who has neglected to teach you for thousands of years, which made you a disaster today. Now my aunt personally sends you away!"

After Yan Bi, Feng Wei drew out his long sword and smashed Feng Yi's soul with one blow.

The remaining trace of breath was scattered by Feng Wei, Feng Yi's body also disappeared with the wind, and his body disappeared.

But before the soul dispersed, a trace of black devilish energy hidden in Feng Yi's body penetrated into Zi Sang Yanshu's body in an instant.

That is the real body of the monster.

A trace of black air entered the body, and a very familiar voice sounded in the body again: "Xiaolong, we met again..."

Zi Sangyan's face was terribly gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's better not to see you, it's a pity that I couldn't seal you to death!"

As soon as the words fell, he immediately injected a spell into his body, and in an instant, frost was visible to the naked eye on his hands and face.

Seeing the concern in Ye Junche's eyes from the corner of the eye, Zisang Yanshu only smiled wryly and said, "I'm fine, this guy came out with me at the Dragon Burial Ground, I have a way to deal with him, the current formation is to support him , we have to break the formation first."

Right now, Danxue Mountain is the most important thing. If the formation is formed and the monsters cannot be controlled, not only Danxue Mountain will suffer, but even the nearby cities will become demon domains.

Zisang Yanshu was holding the White Dragon Sword in his hand, but the frost was spreading on his body at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even so, the magic lines on his face were still slowly spreading, and even magic lines appeared on his hands.

"Yanshu..." Ye Junche pressed Zisang Yanshu's sword-holding hand, and the warm spiritual power immediately melted away the frost on his hand, warming up his almost frozen body little by little. .

"You can't hold on anymore, don't be brave anymore." Ye Junche took the White Dragon Sword from his hand, and said softly, "Lend me the White Dragon Sword, and I will take you out."

Zi Sang Yanshu didn't want to agree, and insisted: "You want to use your blood again, your current body is just a branch of the sacred tree, how much blood do you have to use?"

As soon as the words fell, the warm feeling had covered his lips, and the fishy and sweet taste spread in his mouth.

Ye Junche's kiss was very soft but lingering, so he didn't want to let go. He was forced to swallow his mouthful of warm blood. The warm feeling spread all over his body, melted the frost on his body, and even suppressed the screaming in his mind. sound.

It wasn't until the magic lines on his face faded that Ye Junche released him a little bit, but it was only slightly apart, and his lips still faintly touched him when he spoke.

His finger brushed Zisang Yanshu's sharp-edged cheeks, Ye Junche said slowly: "Yanshu don't pay attention to Feng Yi's words, I don't know what the god Jian Xu was like, I only know that one day you will resurrect the god, If I still have a sliver of consciousness, I will still be the current Ye Junche, the god may have righteousness in his heart, but I only care about you."

"If I die, Yan Shu will remember to keep my memory. I don't want to forget the memory of this life when I am reborn. Keeping the memory of this life should not be difficult for Yan Shu."

"Fool." Zi Sang Yanshu smiled wryly, and said in a low voice, "It's so easy to die when I'm with you. From now on, you are the master of the White Dragon Sword. You can use it to take me out today."

The artifact recognizes its owner, and the White Dragon Sword is forged by Zi Sang Yanshu's real body, which can be switched between the umbrella and the sword at will.

In the past, Ye Junche was able to take back the White Dragon Umbrella only because Zi Sang Yanshu was on him, but now Zi Sang Yanshu directly let the White Dragon Sword recognize him as the master, and even gave everything he had, including his life. The meaning of delivery.

The most intense places where the devilish energy gushes out are the eyes of the formation. From the position of the eyes of the formation, Ye Junche can see the formation.

Now the entire Danxue Mountain, even Tingcheng and Danzhou are shrouded in this formation, and it is obviously too late to break the formation by destroying the eyes, especially Fengwei also has magic lines on his face due to the entanglement of magic energy.

If they want to destroy the formation eye and get out of Danxue Mountain, they are afraid that Feng Wei and Zi Sang Yanshu will not be able to withstand the intrusion of the devil energy and lose control before they go out.

Ye Junche didn't even think about it, cut his palm again with the White Dragon Sword, and drew another formation on the palm with blood energy.

Before they arrived in Huaizhou, Zuo Tian had told him a formula, which might come in handy at a critical time.

He didn't pay attention to this formula before, but ever since he inadvertently activated the spiritual power from the sacred tree that night, that formula has become clearer in his mind.

Until now, he is more sure that that formula allows him to use the spiritual power of the sacred tree.