After rebirth, he became the favorite of the Moon Goddess.

"Fufeng, don't be arrogant!" Qian Luoye gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his chest, raised his magic sword and faced him.

Fufeng stared at Qian Luoye, and a strange red light flashed across his slightly narrowed eyes.

next moment.

He gathered the little divine power left in his body and used the Moon God's Descending Technique again.

"Rumble--"

"Rumble--"

Countless thick purple thunders fell from the sky, and with the intimidating power of destroying the world, they all hit Qian Luoye.

This time, Qian Luoye clearly heard the sound of his bones breaking. His figure retreated sharply, and more and more blood spilled from the corners of his mouth!

no! !

We can't lose like this! !

Qian Luoye raised his head and looked at Fufeng above the sky, his eyes filled with intense anger.

He knew that there was not much time left for him. If he continued to fight like this, he was afraid that he would be the first to fall.

Thinking of this, Qian Luo Ye let out a loud shout and mobilized all the magic power in his body to perform the Underworld Blue Fall Technique again.

In an instant, countless black souls crawled out of the ground, densely packed and shocking.

This is the highest state of the Yellow Spring and Blue Fall technique. By performing this technique, the caster can control all the souls of the dead, turn their resentment and death energy into their own use, and thus exert extraordinary power.

Qian Luoye knew very well that as a caster, this kind of technique would be fatal to his body, but at this moment, he obviously didn't care so much anymore.

"Fufeng, today I will let you taste the wrath of the Demon Emperor!!!"

As soon as the voice fell, Qian Luoye controlled the army of dead souls in the sky and rushed towards Fufeng.

Seeing this scene, Fufeng narrowed his eyes deeply. All those dead souls were killed this time.

The soldiers of heaven and demon who died in the battle between heaven and demon.

If he continues to use the Moon God's Descending Technique, the souls of those heavenly soldiers will all be destroyed, and by then, they will have no chance of reincarnation.

Thinking of this, Fufeng had to give up this move.

"Haha..." Seeing Fufeng's actions, a cruel smile appeared on Qian Luoye's lips, "Fufeng, you are no match for me. Your kindness has destined you to die here! Hahaha..."

Qian Luoye's laughter ravaged the entire Jiuyou Abyss, and the next second, the aura around him suddenly surged several times.

"Yellow springs and blue falls - buried in the sky!!!"

Along with Qian Luoye's roar, countless black lights burst out from his body, and in an instant, they turned into a huge wave.

Facing Qian Luoye's strongest blow, Fu Feng's eyes flickered. At that moment, the person he thought of was not himself, but the people in the heaven around him who were still fighting.

Among those people, in addition to the soldiers of the heaven, there were also his father, his master, his senior brothers...

He couldn't let them get hurt.

Thinking of this, Fufeng clenched his fists, summoned all his power, and then launched an isolation barrier around himself and Qian Luoye.

Even if he himself couldn't escape from Qian Luoye's attack, at least everyone around him was safe.

"Feng'er!!" After seeing what Fufeng did, Lord Qionghua shouted in surprise.

Although that barrier can protect everyone around it, it also means that Fufeng within the barrier will have nowhere to hide!

"boom--"

There was a muffled sound, and Fufeng's body was hit hard by Qian Luoye, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

“扶

Feng, today is your death day! "Qian Luoye stared at Fufeng with cold eyes and said word by word.

The next second, he suddenly flashed in front of Fufeng, and then transformed into a magic sword, directly piercing Fufeng's heart.

"Well--"

Fufeng groaned and his body trembled suddenly.

Everything I saw in my dream has now become real.

The magic sword was inserted into his left chest, and blood was dripping down drop by drop along the tip of the sword.

"Wind!!!"

Seeing this scene, Emperor Yuan Hao screamed heartbreakingly.

Seeing that Fufeng was hit by the magic sword, he was almost extremely angry. Without any time to think about it, he flew forward directly, raised his hands and frantically attacked the barriers around Jiuyou Abyss, trying to save his beloved son.

but……

No matter how he cast the spell, the barrier never moved.

Within the barrier, Fufeng's eyes were staring at Qian Luoye, his eyes were ghastly and terrifying.

"Hehehe..." Seeing that he was hit by the sword, Qian Luoye chuckled, with a cruel and bloodthirsty curve at the corner of his mouth, "Fu Feng, you lost, after all... you still can't escape the fate of death!!"

"Qian Luoye, do you think this is the end??!!" Fufeng raised his left hand without fear and forcibly pulled out the magic sword pierced into his left chest.

The next second, a strange ice-blue light suddenly condensed in his palm.

Qian Luoye squinted her eyes slightly and watched the ice blue light warily.

"This...what is this?"

"What do you think..." Fufeng gently raised the corners of his lips and smiled evilly, as if he had just suffered a slight skin injury.

Hearing the words, he fell

Ye's hand holding the hilt of the magic sword suddenly tightened a bit.

Before he could speak, Fufeng flipped his wrist, and the icy blue light left his palm and hit Qian Luoye in front of him.

In an instant, the icy blue light instantly enveloped Qian Luoye's whole body, and then, Qian Luoye's scream came out from the light.

That icy blue light seemed to be extremely corrosive. It kept eroding Qian Luoye's body and even his cultivation.

"Ah——!! Fufeng!! What on earth did you do to me!!" Qian Luoye struggled and shouted.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of the shackles of the ice blue light.

"What I just cast is one of the top secret skills in your demon world - the Soul-Eating Blood Curse. It can absorb the opponent's soul and cultivation, turning the opponent's body into ashes. Unless the caster dies, there will be no death. It will stop, Qian Luo Ye, just slowly enjoy the happiness that this soul-eating curse brings to you." Fufeng raised the corners of his lips, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

"Fufeng!!!"

He glared viciously at the man in white robes in front of him, his eyes as red as blood, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

He didn't understand why this man in white robe could perform so skillfully the secret techniques of the demon world that he had never understood before. !

He even didn't understand why the other party could still perform such a powerful secret technique when his heart had been pierced by his magic sword. ?

He doesn't agree!

He is not willing to give in! !

He wants to kill this man!

but……

The more he struggled, the more the ice-blue light shrank.

At that moment, Qian Luoye felt like millions of ants were gnawing at his soul and body.

That feeling made him worse than death...

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