Chapter 1710 (1/2)

Because Murong ice several people fight against the clouds, rolling sky, slowly gathered heavy black clouds, dark pressure of a depressing.

It seems that the sky is going to rain heavily and flood everything in the world. Everyone feels the wind and rain coming. Even the powerful warriors have some palpitations. After all, there is no Noah's Ark in this era.

The old woman in red has completely forgotten to go to Huangfu Juntao. She just looks at Chu Feng anxiously: ”what's going on?”

Chu Feng felt that his head was going to explode and his soul was tingling. A person's voice and will appeared in his mind and was fighting against his mental strength, as if he wanted to occupy his body.

In the process of pain, Chu Feng knew that it was Chu Mu's usurpation of the art of devouring the great Shura. As long as his spiritual will was erased, Chu Feng would really die, leaving only a body, but the future of this body is also Chu Mu's, and his Chu wind is really lost.

The sudden change also made the war in the sky stop. Nagula saw this scene with a satisfied smile: ”ha ha ha ha, great. The five forbidden areas are about to reappear. The secular battlefield will be filled with gunpowder.”

Rolling on the ground, Chu Feng's left eye became more and more monstrous. His mouth was bitten and his blood overflowed. He didn't feel a trace of it. His eyes were wide and his expression was ferocious.

Cold as frost and Murong ice have returned to the ground, the former cold face: ”Chu wind, you have to hold on to me.”

Murong ice also clenched the palm of his hand: ”husband, you must persist, or you will dissipate between heaven and earth.”

”Kill him!” Chu Yi appeared on the side like a ghost, and her eyes coldly swept the rolling Chu wind on the ground: ”when the great Shura's swallowing skill reached the point of seizing the house, almost no one could stop it. Before Chu Mu started, Chu Mu also absorbed the strength and spiritual will of many strong men, plus the accumulation of years of practicing magic.”

”Chu Feng can't fight unless he has the will of God.”

Murong Bing shook his head: ”no, I won't look at my husband's accident, there will be a way.”

”There will be no way.” Chu Yi shook her head and her eyes were still like ice: ”the only way is that Chu Feng has also practiced the art of devouring the great Shura, and in turn, it will erase Chu Mu's spiritual will. Otherwise, he will surely disappear. Of course, if there is a god equivalent to the ancient second-order practitioners, it will still be organic.”

Leng Rushuang and Murong Bing looked at Chu Yi at the same time: ”what do you mean?”

Chu Yi stares at Chu Feng's painful color, which is bound under the magic chain, and frowns: ”they can use the supreme power to directly oppress Chu Mu's spiritual consciousness, which is still unstable in Chu Feng's body. Then Chu Feng's body can exert its absolutely strong will, and then chufeng's spiritual will can be wiped out.”

”But do you think it's possible to be a God who is equivalent to a second-order practitioner in ancient times?”

Murong Bing and Leng Rushuang look sluggish. Naturally, they know the meaning of Chu Yi, that is to say, a little despair emerges in their hearts. If they were at their peak, they would be OK. But now they have lost their accomplishments and can't do anything about it.

Chu Yi revealed the opportunity to kill: ”so, we can only kill him.”

”Ha ha ha ha ha!” Nagula laughed again in the air, furious: ”I stand here, do you think you can succeed?”

”Think more about your situation. When a new demon is born, can you still live?”

Chu Yi's eyes indifference, suddenly again to nagula, Chu Jingyun's death has completely angered him, he now just want to let nagula pay the price of life.

”You go, I have my own way!”

The old woman in red was calmly throwing out a sentence and walked forward: ”Chu Feng will be OK. I won't allow others to erase his will and possess his body.”

Leng Rushuang and Murong Bing looked at the old woman in red, and they both frowned and never met!

The old woman in red felt the hesitation of the two people's expressions and showed a plain smile: ”believe me!”

That look is sincere and pleading, Murong Bing skimmed the familiar feeling, the heart worry also virtually dissipated, pulling cold frost: ”kill the devil first, believe her!”