Meng Fei got used to it

Chapter 640 A Sword Spirit Comes
Yue Qingmo's face was even uglier, almost pure dark green.

The son of luck, blessed by the power of heaven.In other words, he is the spokesperson of Tiandao, and Tiandao has recognized his status.Everything he thinks is unreasonable, the way of heaven will not approve.

Qu Wuyi relied on the protection of the heavenly way to open and hang at will in Xuantian Continent, not to mention, there were several at once.

Even someone of Yue Qingmo's level like her has no choice but to let the villain live?
It's really hard to be a villain in a place where there are children of luck.

"But don't be afraid." Zhong Lifeng sneered suddenly, "He was right about one thing. The Dao is ruthless, and the way of heaven is ruthless, so things compete with each other for natural selection. Our fairy clan was born to engrave him. Apprentice, don't be cowardly, just tease him Save your bird."

Yue Qingmo looked at Qu Wuyi who was shrouded in golden light, and felt that this bastard was even more holy, and couldn't help but feel weak, "Master, I can't do it."

"You are simply a disgrace to our fairy clan." Zhong Lifeng once again hated iron and steel, "You can't even do it as a child of luck, shame, the biggest shame of our fairy clan for thousands of years."

Yue Qingmo was so overwhelmed with nothing to love, she almost burst into tears, "Master, that's the child of luck."

She had just accepted the fact that she and the Tiandao League were irreconcilable, and she made up her mind to give it some color, thinking it was for family affection, for friendship, or even for justice, for the sake of light.

In the end, heck, a son of luck fell from the sky who was protected by the Dao of Heaven, and he was the Holy Son of the Dao League of Heaven.

If you are a villain, just be a villain. Do you want to be so miserable?Can you still have fun?

"Hmph." Zhong Lifeng sneered again and again, "What happened to the son of luck? Didn't our fairy saints do it before? I remember you are a craftsman, right? Refined this bird to make you a sword spirit, so that he can It’s not a soul anymore. How about the son of luck? The son of luck also needs to be reasonable, and if he says he will save something that has an owner, he will save it?”

"Huh?" Yue Qingmo's eyes widened suddenly.

That's right, what the song is unintentionally transforming is the soul, if it is a sword spirit, then it is not a soul.

Thinking of this, the fairy furnace in her hand has been released and stood on the ground.

"Third Lord, come and be a sword spirit. From now on, we will kill all directions together." The Chaos Fire was thrown into the immortal furnace and burned with immortal energy, and the flowers were thrown into it together to be calcined.

As long as he can't be saved, it doesn't matter what he does, but he is still trapped by the net, unable to move at all, "I...I can't go."

"It's okay." Yue Qingmo waved her lavender sleeves, and directly collected all the scattered parts of the third master and put them into the fairy furnace.

Qu Wuyi was too busy trying to save the Third Master Hua, but Qu Wuxia waved Bai Lian without hesitation to stop her, "Witch, what do you want to do?"

Yue Qingmo was not polite at all, and immediately took out more than a dozen array flags and threw them out with one hand, and at the same time threw out the talisman as if he didn't want money, "Bichi, stop the meeting, labor and management have no time to talk to you."

With a wave of the command flag in his hand, a puff of white smoke rose from all the formation flags, trapping Qu Wuxia in the middle.

This is the bottom-of-the-box treasure that Wang Qi gave her, a mysterious spirit master who can be cultivated below the Heavenly Difficulty Realm, and has risked everything in order to save the third master.

After solving Qu Wuxia, Yue Qingmo focused on Qu Wuwu, "You mean my sword spirit can be transformed, right? Not to mention the Heavenly Dao League, even the Heavenly Dao doesn't have such rules."

(End of this chapter)