That's right, in a moment, Feng Rumo came to him in an instant, and this level was unheard of! I'm afraid even Lei Linjun and Xiaoxiao Lei Dun were beyond the reach of the world.

Is it related to his Feng Ling root?

Thinking of this, Sikong Huang's expression was a little calmer.

Indeed, as one of the rare spiritual roots, the Feng Ling root has always been known for its degree. Perhaps this is the reason why Feng Rumo is extremely fast.

How could she hide away?! How could she?!

The blue veins on Feng Rumo's forehead appeared and appeared, and a handsome face was ugly and distorted at this moment.

This slash against the wind is a unique skill among the clan. For more than a hundred years, it was only by chance that I could successfully practice five wind species. After so many years, once I took the slash, I never failed. Now...

Feng Rumo's mind was still buzzing, and she looked at Sikong Huang with some incredible surprise.

The invincible and invincible slash of the wind... I was broken by a local bun that I looked down upon?!

How is this possible?

“Huhh…”

The mountain breeze blowing from the bottom of the cliff made the two of their equally snow-white clothes roar in the strong wind. If they didn't look at their shocked and stiff expressions, this scene would be really beautiful and romantic.

"Bang!!"

As the thunder fell, the protective cover around Sikong Xiao was shattered, and the thunder fell on Sikong Xiao's body, causing ripples. Just as the ripples were about to break, the wave of tribulation began to fade.

"call…"

Sikong's smiled little soul patted his chest, glad that he was prepared. When he turned his eyes, he saw the red blood ball that was startled by the thunder. Sikong smiled and blinked his eyes and asked the small blood ball that was trembling with fear, "Blood Spirit, have you seen the thunder outside?"

“…”

The blood spirit shook and saw it... It was so terrible. If the thunder hit me, I'm afraid I'll be wiped out in half a second...

Seeing the fear of the Blood Spirit, Sikong laughed and said quietly, "Did you always want to go out?"

The blood spirit trembled and hid in Sikong Xiao's sea of ​​consciousness in fear.

Oh, oh, oh, oh,... I haven't fully formed yet, so I don't want to go out and be beaten by thunder...

The pitiful little blood spirit fell into Sikong Xiao's eyes, making someone laugh secretly, but he still asked unyieldingly: "If you want to go out, just say it. I'm not that kind of stingy person. Do you want me to let you go now?"

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The blood spirit swayed from side to side quickly, just like a person shaking his head desperately. Who made it not completely formed and unable to speak can only express his rejection in this way?

"Fairy, everything is ready!"

The voice of Shuling suddenly rang out, and the Blood Spirit was immediately moved and burst into tears. The savior was finally here!

Sikong, who was originally teasing the blood spirit, suddenly turned aside and said to Shu Ling seriously: "Shu Ling, it depends on you next."

Shu Ling was slightly stunned, as if she was a little surprised Sikongxiao's serious tone. After a while, he nodded heavily and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Fairy, Shu Ling must do her best!"

After one stick of incense

"What?!"

Shu Ling's scream suddenly sounded, "Fairy, you actually have a spiritual treasure of the same life?!!"

Sikong Xiao didn't care about the buzzing eardrums being shaken by Shu Ling. His soul returned to his position in an instant, and then flipped his hand and grabbed the puppet where Shu Ling was sacrificing himself, "What do you mean?"

At this moment, the situation was already on the string, and Shu Ling dared not hide it. He quickly said anxiously: "If the Blood Spirit wants to recognize the master, he must live in the master's spiritual treasure of the same life! I thought that the fairy could refine the Thunder Sea God Sword as the spiritual treasure of the same life, but just now when I extradited the Blood Spirit, you actually have the spiritual treasure of the same life. The spiritual cultivator can only have one spiritual treasure of the same life. What should I do now?"

The puppet shook, and Shuling's head was spinning rapidly with several methods of responding, but he soon denied it one by one.

Sikong was stunned. She originally wanted to refine the Dragon King Sword as her spiritual treasure of the same life, but when did she already have the spiritual treasure of the same life?

"Feng Rumo, why are you like this?"

Lei Linjun frowned and asked, although he was from the side of the hidden world, he could not watch Feng Rumo hurt Sikong Huang, right? Otherwise, it would be strange if Ting'er came out later and she wouldn't have to shave herself.

Feng Rumo was thinking about the scene just now, and he couldn't react for a moment.

Sikong Huang was also interrupted by Lei Linjun. When she saw the person opposite, she saw a gloomy look flashing through her eyes. Then she turned her wrist and the Ice Soul Sword sounded and a white shadow rushed over with lightning speed.

"Why…"

Didn't you know that before you start?

Three horizontal lines slid down Lei Linjun's forehead, but his feet moved very quickly.

Because they were all standing close at this moment, and Sikong Huang did not have the magical teleportation level of Feng Rumo just now, Lei Linjun flashed and blocked Sikong Huang's murderous sword like thunder.

"Clang!"

The Bingpole Sword and Lei Linjun's Zixiao Sword collided with each other. Sikong Huang frowned slightly, and took a step back and asked indifferently: "Young Master Lei is going to work with Feng Rumo?"

Lei Linjun choked, how could he follow Feng Rumo? But just like because of Ting'er, he couldn't watch Sikong Huang be hurt by Feng Rumo, and he couldn't let Sikong Huang, who represents the Four Kingdoms Great 6, hurt his hidden world Great 6.

After a moment of stunned silence, Lei Linjun smiled stiffly and said, "Miss Huang, there may be any misunderstandings in this..., don't be impulsive..."

A coldness flashed in Sikong Huang's eyes, "What do you mean is that Feng Rumo killed me just now but I misunderstood?"

"Uh..." Lei Linjun's lips twitched awkwardly, "Well..."

"Okay, you're fine..."

Before Lei Linjun finished speaking, Feng Rumo, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke sinisterly, and Sikong Huang's cold eyes also looked over.

Feng Rumo stared at Sikong Huang. Although he was calm on his face, the creaking finger bones he pinched undoubtedly exposed his inner anger.

Sikong Huang frowned slightly, and the Ice Po Sword held in his hand tightened.

"You are indeed qualified to be my Feng Rumo's opponent. Next time, I will definitely kill you."

Feng Rumo's words were almost squeezed out of his throat by word. After he finished speaking, he glanced at Sikong Huang again, and turned his head and jumped down the cliff without hesitation.

"I'll go! This kid is desperate?"

Feng Rumo shouted inwardly and quickly lowered his head to look.

Everyone was also shocked and ran to the edge of the cliff and opened their mouths to look at the bottom of the cliff. But the bottom of the cliff was already white, and Feng Rumo fell into the fog in white clothes. Where could he find it again?
Chapter completed!