The goddess of the goddess

Chapter 599
Extremely displeased with Youfeng's swearing, Nangong Yehua had to fully agree with what she said, even if she was a little sloppy, it really made people quite understand the crux of it.

Looking at Youfeng's pitch-black phoenix eyes, he couldn't help but soften, and the idea of ​​training her in private before was completely lost now.

"How about it, do you dare to argue for another [-] rounds?" After a few words, You Feng was really tired, and his head throbbed with pain.

However, she didn't really want to quarrel with Yuan Yu. Whether it was the previous life or the tutoring she received in this life, she would not allow such vulgar words to appear in her mouth. These few words have reached the upper limit of swearing, and she is almost ashamed. I can't listen anymore.

Enduring the throbbing pain in his head, You Feng shook his head lightly at Nangong Yehua's concerned eyes, looked at Yuan Yu, lifted his spirits, and said in a cold voice, "Don't change the subject indiscriminately, quickly put Xuanyuan Moli's blood breath return!"

As soon as this sensitive topic was mentioned, the scene condensed instantly, and the subtle frost visible to the naked eye gradually spread to the surroundings in the air, and the cold atmosphere was overwhelming.

"Impossible!" Shura people are always Shura people, no matter who they meet, they can't easily bow their heads and admit defeat, and Yuan Yu is the best of this kind of people.

He admits that this little girl has aroused his interest, but that's all. What he wants to do, he will never give up halfway because of anyone!

The three shadows that looked like ghosts and gods were intact, pressing heavily on the sky above the head, and the gloomy chill of the Yinmo Mountain immediately blocked the scorching sun.

Mingba Shengang, the top skill of the Shura clan, instantly released a killing intent that devoured the world and enveloped the entire Yinmo Mountain. The mountain rocks trembled uncontrollably in the killing intent, and a layer of fine sand slid down from the rocks, gradually into shares.

But after a while, the nearby rocks disappeared, leaving thick sand.

What a terrifying cultivation base!You Feng guessed that the previous palm confrontation between Yuan Yu and Nangong Yehua didn't seem to affect him at all.

On the other hand, in the face of such terrifying cultivation pressure, Nangong Yehua unhurriedly formed an enchantment and then hugged Youfeng in. He even touched Youfeng's small head and earnestly ordered, "Stay well, don't wander around!"

This kind of scene is not something she can handle, Youfeng nodded obediently.

Probably it was rare to see You Feng being so obedient, Nangong Yehua was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, stroking the hair around her ear with his slender hand, "Mu Mu, wait for me to come back!"

After finally giving instructions, Nangong Yehua took a deep look at the petite person sitting on the ground, and Nangong Yehua was surrounded by the shadows.

After facing his palms, there are still three phantoms intact. It seems that this Shura is not an idle person.

Nangong Yehua's face was fixed and silent, undercurrents surged in the narrow and deep phoenix eyes, and the face of the long-lost elder flashed in front of his eyes. For a moment, there were mixed emotions in his heart. There were sighs, sadness, and guilt, but no regrets. with hesitation.

This is the last chance to give it a go!

You Feng once heard from her father, Mu Xiao, that if several powerhouses in the current world fight against each other, such as the four rulers of the four great emperors of the Spiritual Realm or a few old monsters in the Demon Realm, if they really face off against the Shura Clan, they will be sealed as blood warriors. Asura's man tried his best to fight, but the result was also unpredictable.

After all, in the Nether Realm, among the thousands of Shuras, only one survived the fight, and only the Surviving Shura was entitled to be honored as a Blood Shura!

However, Blood Shura is not the strongest among them, the strongest one has most likely reached the stage of deification, which is the last step of becoming a god in the legend!
Let's not talk about the legendary person, because Youfeng doesn't know how strong that kind of legendary person will be, but she knows that the population of the Shura tribe is small, and they have to go through the dreadful probability of being eliminated year by year. The number of blood Shuras has also decreased, but their combat power is the first in the three realms, and they are far behind the spiritual realm and the demon realm.

The reason why the Shura clan did not unify the Three Realms is because they are a race that is not a ghost or a god, and it is impossible for them to be recognized by the Heavenly Dao. Once the Shura clan massacres the other two clans, the Heavenly Dao will stop them.

Therefore, the irreconcilable conflict between the two clans and the Shura clan is the most important compared to the feud between the spiritual realm and the demon realm for competing for cultivation resources.

The Asura man in front of him, You Feng dares to conclude that he is probably the blood Shura who is one in a million, otherwise, he would not dare to come to the Demon Realm to go undercover for such a long time alone!

Sitting in the enchantment, Youfeng was restless, watching the enchantment being rattled by the continuous aftermath, as if it would be crushed at any moment, Youfeng couldn't help worrying about Nangong Yehua.

But how can she see the battle between the strong at their level?

It seems like a long time has passed, and it seems that only a moment has passed. No sound can be heard, only the barrier is smashed by the huge impact.
Being hugged by Nangong Yehua for a long time, he lost some spiritual power to her, You Feng could barely stand up now, but was suddenly caught by a small stone under his feet, and the whole person rushed towards the barrier.

Outside the opaque barrier, a group of dense spirit witches are constantly hitting the barrier, click~click~
Whoa! ! !

There was only a crisp sound of glass breaking in his ears, and the next moment he was hit by the huge aftermath and flew several feet away, and was caught by a group of dusty spirit witches and quickly disappeared in the smoke.

Nangong Yehua, who was in the center of the battle, knew nothing about what happened suddenly.

Because, at that time, he had been seriously injured, but Yuan Yu was more seriously injured than him, almost half of his body was soaked in blood, unable to move.

Soon, Yuan Yu was carried away by his spirit witches, and his arrogant and unwilling words were floating on the Yinmo Mountain, "Next time we will compete, I will definitely fight with all my strength!"

Regarding this, Nangong Yehua didn't say a word, anyway, he achieved his goal.

Dragging his seriously injured body, he staggered towards the place where Youfeng was waiting, but there was no one else here.

Asura gathers feathers!

He used him, and he plotted against him in turn!
Nangong Yehua looked up at the empty mountain top, the storm in the deep and calm phoenix eyes almost rushed out of the eyes, bringing out a storm that destroyed the sky and the earth.

It's okay to plot against anyone, but he shouldn't plot against him!

As soon as Nangong Yehua's consciousness moved, his brain was in pain like falling into hell, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.

With the help of external force to seal the previous ability cultivation, the cost is even greater than he imagined!
Yuan Yu took all his spirit witches away, and after a while, the cold air on the Yinmo Mountain gradually faded, and a few people from the Demon Realm appeared in the thick fog, and Nangong Yehua's consciousness became more and more blurred ···

　I almost forgot to change it today, Khan

　　
　
(End of this chapter)