Chapter 327

It is also known that his body is already at the end of its tether because it wants to nourish the dead Su Yan's body with blood essence.

Although Xiaohua occasionally talks with Suyan, it can also be seen that Xiaohua's madness towards Fengyu is just like being scared to the extreme.

After all, there are few people who are not afraid to meet a lunatic who wants to destroy the world.

Su Yan can hear not only Fengyu's words, but also Xiaohua's occasional voice of bravery.

On that day, Fengyu killed hundreds of people, dug their golden elixir and walked through the alley with blood all over her body.

Senleng's eyes swept the direction of Su Yan.

Of course, Feng Yu can't see it.

But the little flower is frightened and the sound is trembling! Help! He's terrible! "

The day he made pills was in guanning valley.

There have been dead bodies all around.

He stood in the most central position and methodically threw the golden elixir into the refining furnace.

When thousands of people's heart blood was dug and sprinkled into the medicine making furnace, at last, the day came.

On that day, dark clouds covered the city.

If he didn't notice anything, he was still carrying on everything in his hand.

Until the sound of the thunderbolt, the thunderbolt opened the clouds and split the fog, flashing the blue and purple light.

In an instant, he split on Feng Yu.

All around it exploded.

He still controls the medicine oven steadily, with a concentrated look.

His current accomplishments are no match in the whole world of immortality cultivation.

The first ray didn't seem to affect him.

Then, one after another, more and more thunderstorms fell.

When the eighth lightning falls, the light of the lightning almost shines on the whole world of immortality, and the sound is deafening.

Boom!

In a flash.

At this time, the pill was made.

He flew up, holding the pill that was floating in the air and emitting a faint red light.

Bang!

Seize the moment, and that lightning.

This time, after all, I can't hold on.

Feng Yu in the mid air, like a broken line kite, straight to the ground.

Boom!

Dust is uncertain, followed by thunder and lightning, toward the Phoenix Yu split.

Maybe God has made up his mind. It's impossible for him to live.

Poof! A puff of blood came out.

He staggered to his feet, dressed in black, so that his blood color was not obvious.

With the last ray.

After all, it still can't support.

His legs trembled and he fell to his knees.

He clutched the pill in his hand and looked at the direction of the palace of the demon sect. He felt unwilling and relieved.

There, there are his girls there.

At last, he didn't have to suffer day by day to watch the corpse go crazy.

When I think about it, I spit out blood again.

Su Yan stood beside him, reached out and touched his cheek.

This time, it's different.

He seemed to see her.

His eyes widened, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, and in the next second, his body and heart stopped suddenly.

Body, on the ground.

No more sound.

Su Yan looks down at him.

The heart is stuffy.

For a hundred years, she is just a touch of soul, but this heart is always painful.

I thought it was over.

As a result, she looked at the scarlet raindrop crystal on her wrist, which kept flashing.

The next second, the red light.

Then, from Feng Yu's body, a touch of soul changed and floated out of his body.

Su Yan looks up.

See that a touch of soul shook a neck, not Feng Yu's clothes, but a white dress.