Shamanism kills the god

"Unexpectedly, I left the Heavenly Demon Battlefield smoothly, but in the end I still died in the hands of the Heavenly Demon!"

Seeing the two bloodthirsty and vicious demons up close, Mu Feng felt bitter. i^

In the battle of Thousand Illusion City, although he joined forces with the ghost of the demon god Xue Wuying to drive the female demon king Liu Ruyan into the collapsed earth, he always had a faint feeling in his heart that the latter would not die so easily.

How could the peerless Heavenly Demon King who could compete with his big brother Tuoba Tiandu be killed so easily?

Mu Feng's premonition was correct, but unfortunately, unexpectedly, the Queen's revenge came so soon!

Roar……

The two heavenly demons roared in unison, raised their sharp claws, their chests were bloody and bloody, and were severely injured by Jian Yu's sword.However, they didn't seem to feel the pain, their eyes were bloodthirsty and red, murderous.

At the juncture of life and death, Mu Feng still did not give up the idea of ​​survival, and silently recited the cultivation formula over and over again.It's a pity that his whole body is still sore and weak, and there is no strength in his body, so he can only watch helplessly as the sharp claws of the two heavenly demons slapped them down.Wen Feixue, who was standing in front of her, was also powerless and could not escape bad luck.

hiss……

The moment the demon's sharp claws were about to fall, Mu Feng suddenly heard a neighing sound.Looking back, I saw the Twelve-Winged Golden Cicada came out from nowhere, and the twelve wings spread out bit by bit.Although he was also poisoned, but with his naturally strong physique, he was the first to recover.

"Okay, kill, kill them all!"

Mu Feng was overjoyed and saw a glimmer of life. i^

Before the words were finished, Jin Chan's twelve wings slapped vigorously and soared into the sky with a whistling sound.There was a flash of golden light in the sky, and the two heavenly demons who were close at hand fell down together before they could react.After the body fell heavily on the ground, a large amount of blood spewed out from the throat.

Broken Throat!

After being refined into the second soul by Mu Feng, the Twelve-Winged Cicada was faster and more astonishing in its attacks, gradually showing the innate power of a Twelve-winged Cicada.The twelve wings not only flapped at an astonishing speed, but also sharper than a pair of daggers.Pounced at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and with a swipe of its small wings, the throats and blood vessels of the two demons were cut open!

"Be careful, there is an ambush!"

The sudden fall of the two celestial demons startled the masked man and the remaining two celestial demons.In an instant, he didn't care to cut off the heads of Jian Yu and Kongming Messenger, and was fully on guard.

In the blink of an eye, neither the stern masked man nor the remaining two heavenly demons could see clearly what was going on.They thought that Mu Feng and his party had seen through the trick long ago and ambushed a master in the carriage.In panic, Qiqi's eyes widened, but there was nothing in front of him.

I walked a few steps cautiously, and took a look, but there was still nothing.Except for Mu Feng and Wen Feixue who couldn't move, the carriage was empty!

what happened?

Could it be that the two heavenly demons who rushed to the carriage were poisoned and fell to the ground while the smell of the Immortal Spring was still there?How did the wound on the throat come about?

The masked man and the two heavenly demons looked at each other, puzzled.

hiss……

Just when he couldn't figure it out, the masked man suddenly heard a faint neighing.Looking down, I saw a small bug on the shoulder at some point, with golden wings, and it looked quite nice, but I don't know where it came out of.Just as I was about to flick it off with my fingers, suddenly, with a slight movement of the nose, I smelled a familiar smell on the little bug's wings.

Bloody smell!

That's right, this is the smell of blood!

The masked man was startled, and after a careful look, he found a smear of blood that hadn't fully dried on the wing of the little bug.Moreover, at this time, it was discovered that the little guy had twelve wings, which was rare, and looked weird, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

"Golden Cicada, this is a legendary twelve-winged Golden Cicada!"

The masked man screamed in shock, and suddenly remembered an ancient book he had read, and remembered the commentary on the Twelve-Winged Golden Cicada.The speed is fast, the attack is silent, and after being bred and grown up, it is not under a real master.The real body of the ancient golden cicada Taoist is a twelve-winged golden cicada congenitally conceived!

Frightened, the masked man reacted extremely quickly, suddenly surging the spiritual power in his body.Unfortunately, before he could pull out the long sword smeared with poison from Jian Yu's body, his throat was cut by the sharp wings of the twelve-winged golden cicada as soon as his neck was cold.The next moment, blood spurted out, and the body fell heavily to the ground with a slap.

hiss……

After a successful blow, without Mu Feng's command, the Twelve-Winged Cicada suddenly turned around and turned into a golden light across the air.Before the remaining two injured demons could react, their eyes were bleeding profusely, and they were blinded by it.

"Roar……"

Under the severe pain, the two heavenly demons waved their sharp claws frantically, wishing to tear the little golden cicada into pieces.It's a pity that all the attacks failed, and he couldn't even touch a hair of the Twelve-Winged Cicada, but he was so tired that he was out of breath.More blood oozes from the wound on his body; just as he stopped to take a breath, his throat hurts, his throat and blood vessels were cut by the golden cicada, and he fell to the ground dead!

With its astonishing speed and sharp wings, the Twelve-Winged Cicada quickly and unexpectedly killed the masked man and the remaining demons.

A crisis is finally over!

In the carriage, Mu Feng and Wen Feixue, who had been tense all this time, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after, with a slight movement of the fingers, the limbs gradually regained consciousness, and the poison of the Immortal Spring finally subsided slowly.After the two bandaged their wounds and jumped out of the carriage, Kongming Messenger Jian Qiqi also recovered his strength, and gently laid Jian Yu, who was on his body, flat on the ground.Looking at her blood-stained, dying appearance, her face was sad.

The stronger the strength, the more poisonous the Immortal Spring will be, and the longer it will take to recover.Kongming Messenger Sword Seventeen is amazingly powerful, but unfortunately, when he recovered, it was already too late.After frantically bandaging Jian Yu's wound, it was impossible to save her life.

Jian Yu, who was also infected with the poison, was severely injured by four heavenly demons, and was left with deep bone wounds by their sharp claws.Then, after flying onto the Kongming Envoy, the masked man pierced through the chest with a sword, and the remaining two demons took the opportunity to tear off a large piece of flesh, which made things worse.

Especially the wound on the chest was pitch black and spread rapidly to the surroundings.Obviously, the masked man not only struck fiercely, but also smeared terrible poison on his long sword.Compared with the wounds left by the demons, this is fatal.In this barren mountain and wild ridge, where can I find the corresponding antidote in a hurry?

The envoy of Kongming knelt beside the blood-stained Jian Yu, watching the latter's dying state, with endless sadness.