The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1200 Destiny Entangled
"I'm really sorry, what I hate the most is threats." Leng Wuyou's eyes were as dark as a cold pool, and with a sudden force from her hand, the two black balls disappeared directly in her hand.

They disappeared, but Leng Wuyou didn't kill them, but took the opportunity to put them away, because they were still useful, and she planned to get a set of details about the evil spirit and the Holy Temple from them.

Leng Wushang has been watching from the sidelines, he naturally heard the conversation between them clearly, he frowned, he had noticed these monsters at the beginning, it was a bit strange, seeing this scene now, he knows where the strangeness lies .

It turns out that these monsters are not "monsters", but puppets of something.

The siege this time should also be driven by the things in the "monster beast".

His complexion was gloomy, the karma and ominous aura on those things were just like the essence, obviously not a good thing.

"Little... Can the leader of the Ling tell you what it is?"

"That's Erling." Leng Wuyou didn't hide anything, and simply told what he knew.

Anyway, she told Hua Qianye and the others about this before, and it will spread sooner or later.

"Erling?" After listening, Leng Wushang kept frowning tightly, his expression became a little unpredictable. He thought of his master, as if he had learned from his master before. I have heard such a similar creature in Zun's mouth.

It seems that Xiaoqi still has many secrets.

And these evil spirits, he always felt that there seemed to be some unspeakable destiny entanglement between these evil spirits and Xiaoqi, as if only one of them could survive, this inexplicable thought that appeared in his mind made his heart I couldn't help but sink.

Xiao Qi had already mentioned these evil spirits, how many there were, how could Xiao Qi deal with them alone.

It seems that he has to seize the time to practice and make himself stronger so that he can protect and help Xiao Qi.

And Xiaoqi also said that if something happens to Erling, the people in the world will be in great danger.

Then it is naturally impossible for Xiao Qi to undertake this matter alone, he does not want Xiao Qi to be dragged down by these sentient beings.

Besides, why should Xiao Qi be required to shoulder the responsibility of saving sentient beings? It's not like there are no strong people in this world.

Along with those evil spirits who lived in the body of the seventh-level peak "monster" died one by one, or were captured by Leng Wuyou, the scene was instantly in chaos.

The remaining monsters scattered like birds and beasts and ran around.

However, with Leng Wuyou around, none of them could escape. She swiped the long sword in her hand, and a flash of sword light flew away, killing a large number of them in an instant.

By the time the battlefield here was settled, the sky had already darkened, the snow was still falling from the sky, and the bloody traces on the ground were gradually being buried by the heavy snow.

It is estimated that it will not be long before this tragic trace will be completely covered up by the blood, and it will be restored to the white-clad scene again.

Leng Wuyou left Nuan Xin and they cleaned the battlefield here, greeted the Leng family and left again.

Now she is going to find Qian Yu and the others, as well as the Si family. No matter what, Si Ruoli is her childhood friend, even though she dislikes him very much.

The Si family and the Leng family are family friends, so naturally she can't just leave it alone, so she will check the situation there anyway, maybe the situation on their side will be better, after all, most of the strong members of the mercenary union go to Passed the North City Gate.

Of course, this time Leng Wuyou used his original appearance, wearing a red dress that was piercingly cold, with a pretty face that was indifferent.

When Leng Wuyou felt it, he found that the situation here was a bit strange.

There was no smell of blood at the scene, no one died, and there were no traces of fighting.

Yes, it's just people standing there staring blankly at the front, and in front of them is an army of monsters. The order of their positions seems to be a formation.

Leng Wuyou stood tall, with his hands behind his back, standing in mid-air to watch the large formation below from the perspective of God.

(End of this chapter)