Online game slaying gods and slaughtering demons

Chapter 402
I don't know how long it took before Fenghun's sluggish eyes began to change. Desperation, helplessness, and a strong sense of frustration flooded into Fenghun's heart at the same time, making Fenghun almost out of breath.

Before coming to the Demon Palace, Fenghun tried his best not to let Yan Ruyu know his purpose, but so what?She still knew that if she could go back to the past, Fenghun would definitely not agree to her request to play.

At this time, Feng Hun was flying above the cliff, looking at the devastated battlefield, with a shocking hatred in his eyes.

Surrounded by demon energy, Fenghun's hostility is extremely strong, no matter how angry Fenghun pours into his heart, he can't calm down his current mood.

"It must be saved! Definitely!"

After a while, Fenghun gradually calmed down, and he suddenly remembered that the law of time and space can go back to the past. At this moment, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

Without any hesitation, Fenghun immediately summoned the time-space rift, and stepped into it without hesitation.

"Zizi!"

Less than half a minute after Fenghun left, a crack in time and space suddenly appeared out of thin air at the place where Fenghun disappeared.

A figure slowly walked out of it, it was none other than Fenghun, but at the moment his face was ashamed and his eyes were gloomy, it was obvious that he failed to save Yan Ruyu and Xin'er in the space-time rift.

"How could this be? How could it be?"

Fenghun collapsed on the ground in frustration, seeing that there was nothing around to vent his emotions, he punched his chest hard without hesitation.

Pfft!

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the wind soul flew back several hundred meters like a kite with a broken string.

Dragging his heavy body, Fenghun reluctantly opened the space-time rift again, and regained his good attitude, he resolutely stepped into it.

For some reason, no matter how many times Fenghun tried, Yan Ruyu and Xin'er would disappear in his eyes. No matter how hard Fenghun tried to save them, he could only watch them fall in front of him.

"Damn Demon Palace!"

"Ahhh!"

A heart-piercing scream lingered over the demon palace that had become an abyss. At this moment, Fenghun began to hate herself. If she hadn't insisted on leaving the Misty Realm, she would not have returned to China with herself. There was a disappointment on her face, if her wishes could be respected, so many things would not have happened.

Feng Hun hates himself for insisting on revenge, hates himself for not being able to protect them, hates everyone, hates this world!

Suppressing the hatred in his heart, Fenghun's eyes became extremely terrifying, without hesitation, he stepped into the crack of time and space again.

After a while, he walked out of the space-time rift with hatred in his eyes, and clenched his fists unnaturally. At this moment, he finally knew that Yan Ruyu would know the reason for his actions. Feng Hun vowed to make him pay the price, no matter who he was.

"Mo Zixuan! Damn you!"

At this time, Fenghun was like a god of death, exuding a strong death aura. He has only one purpose now, to find Mo Zixuan!
Through the gap in the space, Feng Hun went back to five hours ago, and witnessed Mo Zixuan telling Yan Ruyu his plan to destroy the Demon Palace. It was because of Mo Zixuan's talkativeness that Yan Ruyu died. Hun doesn't care about his master's affection, and just wants him to regret his original decision.

In the sky above the Demon Palace, the Wind Soul walked into the space crack and disappeared without a trace.

Xuanyuan Family
An evil demonic aura emanated from the wind soul, sweeping through every corner of the Xuanyuan family, making everyone feel breathless.

"You are crazy, you are no longer the Wind Soul I know!"

A moment later, Xue Wuchen flew from afar, looking at the current Fenghun, he sarcastically.

"Get out of the way, where is Mo Zixuan!"

Fenghun yelled impatiently, and the star chasing sword sliced ​​through the air, pointing directly at Xue Wuchen.

"I know it's painful for you to lose your lover, but you can't impose your mistakes on others, it's not like a king!!"

Xue Wuchen said contemptuously, not only was he not afraid of Fenghun, but he sneered at the current Fenghun.

Fenghun rushed back and threatened to find Mo Zixuan, even if Xue Wuchen was a fool, he could guess it, now Fenghun was blinded by hatred, unable to save everything, he could only blame others for his mistakes, which made Xue Wuchen Wuchen is very disdainful of the current Fenghun.

"I'll say it again! Get out of here, or I'll let you die!"

Fenghun's eyes sharpened, and he said angrily, before he could finish his words, the star-chasing sword exuded a strong aura, showing its sharpness and piercing Xue Wuchen.

"Senior Xue Wuchen, get out of the way!"

Just as Fenghun was about to kill Xue Wuchen on the spot, a voice suddenly came from a distance that made Fenghun's eyes startled.

"It's you, you still dare to come!"

Looking at that face, Feng Hun suppressed the anger in his heart, with a cynical attitude on his face, playing abusively.

"Master, I know that I shouldn't tell her our purpose, for their death! I am ashamed, if killing me can make the master relieve his hatred, let me die under the sword of the master now!"

Mo Zixuan looked at Fenghun with complicated emotions, and he regretted his decision, but he was just for a few helpers, so that Fenghun could easily destroy the Demon Palace.

"You don't deserve to call me master!"

Fenghun shouted sharply.

"Enough, he also did it unintentionally, and now it's irreparable, let's forget it, after all, it's a master and apprentice!"

Xue Wuchen saw that Fenghun's mood was irritable and could explode at any time, which might be a disaster for himself and the entire Xuanyuan family, so he had no choice but to stand up and persuade him.

"Shut up, what are you!"

With a cold face, Fenghun turned his gaze to Xue Wuchen.

(End of this chapter)