Chen Yan looked up and met Feng Xingyao's deep eyes.
"You said, shall we go out together?" His voice was hoarse.
Chen Yan nodded seriously.
"good."
He chuckled.
"Summon Jiu Zhuan over here, and I'll teach you a move."
When Chen Yan heard this, she felt an indescribable touch in her heart.
She understood what this sentence meant.
But she did it.
At this time, the Lord of the Celestial Clan, the legendary Nameless God, was staring at the two of them quietly, but he did not speak. He just gently raised his right hand and casually snapped his fingers.
At that moment, everything in front of me seemed to be suddenly stirred by an invisible big hand.
The surrounding environment was like a broken mirror, shattered in an instant, and replaced by a jaw-dropping and bizarre scene.
What appeared before the three people was a vast, deep and boundless starry sky.
In this vast starry sky, it seemed as if there were only three people left in the entire heaven and earth: the Lord of the Celestial Clan, Chen Yan, and Feng Xingyao.
It was eerily quiet here, not even a trace of wind could be heard.
The next moment, seven strange, pitch-black figures suddenly emerged from the surrounding darkness. They were the incarnations of black water.
"See clearly." Feng Xingyao spoke slowly, his voice low and magnetic. "These black waters are all clones of those gods who fell into the devil's way."
Chen Yan's gaze swept across these black water figures.
Seven fallen angel clones.
Feng Xingyao's voice entered her sea of consciousness, "My current strength has not yet recovered to the level of a god. Are you afraid?"
"What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid I can't protect you."
"You don't need to think about protecting me, you just need to think about breaking out of the siege with me." Chen Yan said rationally and soberly.
Hearing this, Feng Xingyao looked at her deeply.
"good."
He lifted her hand that was controlling the Nine Revolutions Demon Suppression Tower and whispered softly, "You must remember the Nine Revolutions formation."
"Now, I will teach you the eighth rotation formation - God Slayer!"
The moment the words fell, Chen Yan felt a warmth coming from his hand that was holding her up, and then his voice rang in her ears.
"Heaven and earth will not tolerate this, and this will bring disaster to the world!"
"Therefore, destroy the Dao and kill him!"
"The eighth formation is opened by me—"
"Murder!"
At this time, Chen Yan followed him and recited these words.
The two voices echoed each other one after another, intertwined with each other, forming a strange resonance.
The sound reverberated in the vast starry sky, as if it had endless echoes, one wave higher than the other, so majestic that it made people's heart surge.
At this moment, there were deafening roars, and the nameless god and the black water clones of the fallen angels had already attacked.
Nine huge, snow-white fox tails appeared behind Feng Xingyao.
These nine fox tails are like nimble dragons, flying freely in the air, and each one contains extremely powerful force.
Bang, bang, bang—
The nine fox tails continued to block the opponent's extremely fierce attacks time and time again.
At the same time, the silver-haired man's pupils instantly turned blood red, and above his head, a pair of furry fox ears quietly grew out, adding a bit of mystery and weird aura to him.
"Did you remember?" he asked the person in his arms in a low voice.
"I remember."
She answered firmly.
The two looked at each other in tacit understanding.
Feng Xingyao moved his body and raised his sword to launch a fierce attack towards the nameless god, forcing the nameless god to retreat several steps.
The nameless god sneered.
"Do you know that today will be the day you completely fall?"
Feng Xingyao narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "How long have you been wearing this mask? Why don't you dare show it to others?"
The Nameless God said calmly, "After I get rid of you and her, maybe someone will know what I look like."
The two stopped talking and started fighting directly.
But the nameless god is more powerful and he suppresses Feng Xingyao.
At the same time, Chen Yan controlled the Nine Revolutions Demon Suppression Tower to perform the eighth revolution formation—
The power of the Hades Emperor in Chen Yan's body merged into the Nine Revolutions Demon Suppression Tower.
In an instant, the ghost energy exploded!
The Nine Revolutions Demon Suppression Tower suddenly turned into countless phantoms, making it impossible to distinguish between reality and illusion.
Chen Yan quickly formed seals and chanted a spell.
"The Eight-turn Formation is created by me—"
"Murder!"
As the words fell, countless huge phantoms of the Demon-Suppressing Towers transformed into hurricanes, sweeping towards the seven black water clones of the Fallen Angel.
Just when Shen Yan thought that the eighth rotation formation could suppress the seven black water clones of the fallen angel, she did not expect that two of the fallen angel clones could actually avoid the eighth rotation formation and fly towards her quickly!
Chen Yan's face changed slightly, and he quickly retreated, keeping a considerable distance from the front.
In the blink of an eye, her hands danced rapidly, her fingers intertwined, forming a new seal.
As soon as the seal came out, the eighth formation changed instantly!
I saw several shadows of the Demon Suppression Tower rising from the formation like dragons emerging from the sea, and sweeping towards the two fallen god clones madly!
The phantoms of these demon-suppressing towers seemed to have life, releasing a powerful suction force that tightly dragged the two fallen angel clones, making it difficult for them to break free.
In the blink of an eye, the fallen angel clone was firmly trapped in place, unable to move forward even a little bit.
Upon seeing this, Chen Yan raised her white hand, and the Tianzhou Divine Sword suddenly appeared in her hand.
She pressed two fingers of her left hand on the sword edge, and in an instant, the blood oozing from her fingertips was swallowed by the Tianzhou Divine Sword!
"Xiao Tianzhou, help me!"
The Tianzhou Divine Sword seemed to understand its master's call and suddenly trembled violently, emitting a dazzling red light.
For a moment, the sword energy was as sharp as a rainbow, and the surrounding air was cut into pieces, making bursts of sharp whistling sounds.
Chen Yan flashed and swung his sword towards the two fallen angel clones.
Cut through the void with one sword!
There was a loud bang, and the two fallen angel clones were seen to have their bodies pierced by the sword energy.
Even so, they are able to recover quickly.
Because they are now transformed from black water!
Chen Yan suddenly narrowed her eyes.
Suddenly——
A sound of breaking air came from behind her. Her face changed slightly and she instinctively dodged to the side.
Suddenly, a sharp arrow made of black water came towards them.
Chen Yan quickly took a few steps back. She looked carefully and found that one of the fallen angel clones had broken free from the suppression of the eighth formation and was coming towards them quickly.
Chen Yan immediately raised his sword, and in an instant, the sword was covered with fire power.
It emits an astonishingly high temperature.
The three fallen angel clones attacked Chen Yan almost at the same time.
"Tianzhou Sword——"
"A myriad of fires!"
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