"Sister Phoenix!" Meng Xianyun hurriedly held the phoenix vomiting blood.

The difference between the peak of God Seven and the middle stage of God Ninth is not a small part.

"Old thief Cao, I want to avenge Qin Fei!"

Meng Xianyun bit her teeth, nipped her feet, and stabbed her with a sword.

"Hmph, I don't know how to live or die!"

Cao Wenxiong's eyes were like lightning, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he stuck Meng Xianyun's neck.

In his eyes, his cultivation level at the beginning of the Divine Five was like a joke.

Meng Xianyun's pretty face turned red, and she felt the oxygen in her brain dissipating. She held up her long sword with some difficulty and tried to stab Cao Wenxiong.

"Go to die!"

Cao Wenxiong's wrist trembled impatiently, and Meng Xianyun flew backwards like fallen leaves in the wind for dozens of meters, falling heavily to the ground.

"Hahaha...a group of mobs! I think, who can stop me now!"

Cao Wenxiong laughed loudly, and his whole body exuded a domineering spirit that looked down on the world and was the only one who was the only one.

He calmly walked towards Qin Fei, who had no idea of ​​life and death, and was about to suck out the martial soul in his body and take it for himself.

However, just as Cao Wenxiong stretched out his palm, a black shadow swept down from the top of the mountain like a bolt of lightning.

After several ups and downs, they appeared in the middle of the square that was like a hurricane swept through. Seeing Qin Fei being nailed to the bluestone floor by a silver spear, his eyes slightly condensed: "I'm late!"

"Qinglong?"

Cao Wenxiong frowned slightly, but then laughed and said, "Hahaha... you haven't broken through Shen Nine? It's so trash!"

"You killed my righteous brother and the only bloodline of Wuzong. Today, I, Qinglong, will not kill you without killing you with my hands!"

The gray-white hair of the blue dragon floated slightly, revealing a pair of cold eyes that looked like a blade.

With one hand, Xuanyuan Sword appeared in his hand.

The whole person's aura shook, and the early stage of the Ninth God.

"you...."

Cao Wenxiong was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that Qinglong had already broken through.

He snorted in shame and then took back the Sky-killing Spear, and Qin Fei's body also fell into a pool of blood.

Phoenix barely stood up, walked towards Qin Fei with a shaking stagger, knelt down, and hugged Qin Fei tightly in his arms.

Tears in the beautiful eyes continued to spread.

I bit my lips tightly, and the pain was so extreme that I could not make any sound.

At this moment, in Hongmeng Tower, Qin Fei was like a faint shadow, lying flat in the void, his eyes closed, and his whole body emitted a faint blue light.

Yi Yunhe's face was solemn, and he looked deeply at the increasingly faint phantom of Qin Fei: "The soul is seriously damaged. If it is not repaired in time, it may be scattered."

"Senior Yi, what kind of solution can I repair it?" Eighty's pretty face also showed a nervous look.

"Use soul to replenish souls, for a moment, I can't find so much soul power to help him repair it." Yi Yunhe sighed slightly.

"Senior Yi... Is the little girl's soul suitable? If the master hadn't been kind enough to take us in, he would have been gone!" "Chun", one of the eight beauties, asked with a bit of teeth.

"Soul power is the cleanest and most primitive power, regardless of gender. However, if you use your soul power to repair it, it is very likely that you will disappear." Yi Yunhe's eyes showed a hint of unbearableness.

"It's okay. We are willing to sacrifice ourselves for our master."

"Yes, yes, if the master dies, we won't be able to survive!"

"Senior Yi, don't hesitate, hurry up and help the master repair his soul!"
Chapter completed!