After the divorce failed, I brought Long Ao Tianjuan to renovate the real world

Blood spilled from the corners of the man's lips. He stared at Sang Luo for a long time, feeling a little dazed.

Although the dharma image only appeared for a moment, he still saw the phantom of the phoenix.

It has been a long, long time since the gods and demons were extinguished, and no one has been able to cultivate the Phoenix Dharma.

The wild fire passed along the blade and rushed into the man's spiritual sea. Then, the domain was locked inch by inch, trapping him directly——

The man couldn't avoid it and roared in pain from his throat.

The phoenix fire burned out, and a dark human figurine fell to the ground.

On the blue jade floor tiles, the dark human figurines reflected a faint light.

Sang Luo leaned over and picked up the human figurine, his eyes slightly lowered.

"Puppet Art"

Being able to use the puppet technique to condense the Dharma, his cultivation level is at least half of the Immortal King level.

Who is he?
Is it other powerful men, or Duan Wushang, the holy son of the Destroying Heavenly Dao Sect?
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On the Dao Mountain, in the temple, Duan Wushang opened his eyes, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

"What's the origin of this woman?"

The Phoenix Dharma can mobilize the demonic breath.

He couldn't even see her attributes clearly.

Phoenix slays demons. Over the past tens of millions of years, this group of demon-fallen people has only had one demon god, Death Moon.

But since the Death Moon, the Phoenix Clan's vitality has been severely damaged, and the remaining Phoenix Divine Blood hates Demon Bones the most. How could there be a successor of this Tao who specializes in Demon Breath?

Is it possible that she has something to do with the devil?
Just as he was thinking about it, the old wound in his heart ached faintly again.

Duan Wushang wiped off the blood from the corners of his lips, covered his heart, and a look of hostility flashed in his eyes. If he hadn't been injured when he broke into the restricted area of ​​Xinghun Sea a few days ago, he would definitely have caught this woman.

His intuition told him that this woman was not simple.

The space law creation domain is integrated into the sword's intention. Only a few people can do this alone.

But it seemed like she was going for He Lianfu?
Did these two have a festive season?
Thinking about it, Duan Wushang's eyes darkened again.

Five years ago, He Lianfu was injured by someone in the Star Soul Sea.And a few days ago, when he went there, he was also defeated by that person.

Who is that person in the Star Soul Sea?
He actually has such a powerful soul.

Yin Ling died, without a physical body, but so tyrannical.

It seems that not only is he powerful, he can control all the powers in the Star Soul Sea.

In the past ten years, almost none of the monks who entered the Demonic Soul Sea for training survived.

What the hell is that old guy Tianyin doing again?

If that woman is for He Lianfu, can she be used by him?
Duan Wushang raised his hand to form a seal, preparing to condense the puppet again, but he found a sharp pain in his consciousness.

"damn it!"

He raised his dark eyes, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes,
"Come on!"

The moment he finished speaking, a black shadow appeared in the hall and bowed under the throne.

The man raised his hand and waved, and Sang Luo's shadow appeared above the hall.

He said coldly,
"Go to Nameless City and keep an eye on this person!"

His intuition told him that this person was not simple!
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In the nameless city, Sang Luo held the human figurine, and in the spiritual sea, the long-lost soul vibrations came.

"Chu Yan Shu"

The look in her eyes moved slightly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she murmured,
"is it you?"

There is his breath on this human figurine.

She guessed right, he was near the Heaven-Destroying Dao Sect.

Emotions surged in her heart, and for a moment, she felt a little nervous.

Sang Luo slowed down for a moment, then raised his hand to form a seal, peeling off the soul breath from the human figurines.

A line of faint blue spiritual energy converged into a line, pointing to the northwest of Daoshan.