“Huh?”

On the beach of the empty island, Xuanfeng, who was fighting side by side with Zigfei, suddenly felt a huge magic rising somewhere in the distant new world.

And this magic…

It’s both familiar and headache-inducing.

At the same time, the other three heroic spirits also noticed it and turned their eyes to the distant sea horizon.

“That magic… It’s Joan of Arc, right? ”

Siegfried asked with a slight hesitation.

Xuan Feng nodded, and his originally good mood was instantly cooled.

Actually——

He doesn’t think that Joan of Arc is doing something bad, he has always been protective of his own people and has infinite tolerance for his own people, but now the world situation is indeed more sensitive, who is Joan doing this against?

Xuan Feng thought about it and couldn’t help but say with a funny face.

“This sea is going to be chaotic again.”

Ziegfried shrugged.

“It’s not that you pampered her too much, your personality is so dangerous, in fact, I think that such a big thing has just happened now, and Joan of Arc is already quite low-key.”

“Maybe.”

Xuanfeng and Zigefei had a great conversation here.

Who knows, a volleyball rushed over and was just picked up by Xuanfeng.

“Abominable!”

Artoria stomped her foot angrily.

Xuan Feng mocked.

“Oh, Al, when did you learn 133 to sneak attack?

This seems to be a bit of a departure from the principles of knighthood. ”

“Against a bad guy like you, there is not so much to take care of on the battlefield!”

Artoria snapped.

Themiramis looked at this scene with amusement, and then asked.

“Do you want to keep playing?”

“Hmm… I still care more about what Joan of Arc did.

Wait for me to use the enchantment to see. ”

Xuan Feng said, stretched out his hand, and a pigeon transformed into magic flew into the distance.

Zigfei looked at the unknown people around him, and said loudly with an undoubted momentum.

“The game is over, you guys take care of yourself!”

Zigfei’s words, no one dared not to obey, people have mentioned one after another, for Fang Cai’s competition, still unfinished.

“Who wins?”

Artoria crossed her waist with a proud face.

Xuan Feng smiled slightly.

“Let’s draw.”

“Hmm… So be it. ”

I finally spelled out the real beach volleyball, but it was interrupted by a partner who was far away.

Make the demon cross the sea, extremely fast, shuttle between heaven and earth, and soar at will.

After a while. (acf)

The demon stopped at the burning cocoa

It has turned into a hell on earth, with countless boats of all sizes drifting on the sea, and people fighting on ships and in the sea for treasure and food.

At a glance –

It seems that there are no good people.

Not long after the demon arrived, he was thinking of flying into this purgatory to explore. Before the wings could be unfolded, suddenly, a powerful suction force would suck the demon through.

The demon frowned very humanely, and after feeling that it was an acquaintance, he still acted by it and did not resist.

In a sea of bright red fire, the high temperature here can vaporize people instantly.

Joan of Arc grabbed the enchanter in her hand and said with a funny look.

“Yo, is this your new trick Imperial Lord?

I haven’t seen it for more than a year, and I have made great progress! ”

Finally seeing Joan of Arc, the demon directly connected to Xuanfeng, and directly manifested his true body with the body of thought.

Xuanfeng’s image at this time has changed a lot compared to the past, and Joan of Arc frowned for the first time, and then stretched out, walking around Xuanfeng twice with great interest, and after carefully observing it, he spoke.

“Imperial Lord…? What are you doing in these days of my absence?

How do I feel like a god now?

Who have you summoned to get this great power? ”

Xuan Feng smiled, then grabbed Joan of Arc’s shoulders, and with a small exclamation from the latter, pulled her to stand in front of his eyes.

This guy always likes to circle around people when he talks, and he really lacks discipline.

The shimmer in the eyes flashed –

Joan of Arc, favorability 124

Xuan Feng was slightly surprised, he hadn’t seen it for many years, it seemed that those years of getting along had indeed narrowed the distance between Joan and Xuan Feng, and this favorability was indeed okay, enough for an extreme sublimation and an extra opportunity to extract the character’s ability.

How to say it…

Looking at Joan of Arc for a long time, it is inevitable that it will be a little sad.

Why is it sad?

This silly child has been wandering outside for so many years, Artoria, who used to fight with her, is now about to explode more than one hundred and twenty streets, she is not a version, can Xuanfeng, the royal lord, not be sad for his baby Yingling?

The black chaste villain is also a character who used to be a two-dimensional figure (laughs).

Now that he is so fierce and still fooling around outside, Xuan Feng can’t help but laugh and cry in his heart.

Joan of Arc seemed to feel the malice under Xuan Feng’s smiling face, and couldn’t help but move his position slightly.

(Hey, really fake?) )

Xuan Feng was stunned for a few seconds by Joan of Arc’s reaction.

“Well—

No kidding.

The details are as follows! ”

Xuan Feng pointed out, and a message entered Joan of Arc’s brain.

The speed was so fast that Joan of Arc was shocked.

After a while –

Joan of Arc’s eyes shine!

She stretched out her hand to try to grab Xuan Feng’s collar, but unfortunately, she was a little carried away, so much so that she forgot that Xuan Feng was just missing the body at this time.

“Uh…”

Embarrassed for a few seconds.

Joan of Arc regained her mind and took a large, deep breath.

The amount of information is too large.

Wouldn’t this person in front of him really be an embodiment of inhibition?

God?

No, it’s obviously a human not long ago…

Why can a mortal be able to do so exaggeratedly?

“Hehe, don’t underestimate humans, aren’t you also a slightly stronger human?”

Xuanfeng gained insight into Joan of Arc’s thoughts, and the latter looked surprised, and then relieved.

After several extreme sublimations of the three heroic spirits, Xuan Feng has gained endless benefits as the imperial lord, and the living saint in this realm can almost achieve the extreme that any mortal imagines.

Reading what others think couldn’t be easier.

It’s just —

“It’s a little too much to peek into the lady’s thoughts, Imperial Lord.”

Joan of Arc glanced enchantingly at Xuanfeng.

Xuan Feng was indifferent, but said in a nonchalant manner.

“The details of your face and the fluctuations in your eyes are fully informative.

Don’t underestimate me.

Compared with me now, you are no longer a level of lifeform. ”

Joan of Arc “snorted” softly, not saying anything about it.

“Okay, back to business.

As a generous lord, I treat every companion equally.

Joan of Arc, grasp this wonderful power first-hand—”

Xuan Feng opened his hands, his breath was mysterious and mysterious, as if he wanted to embrace heaven and earth in his arms, and a magnificent artistic conception rose.

Extreme sublimation! _

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