"Hahahaha, Chen Fei, ah Chen Fei, don't let me underestimate you. Do you think begging for mercy will work?"
Ye Ducheng laughed heartily, feeling extremely happy.
Of course, he couldn't kill Chen Fei. The reason he sent Chen Fei to the East China Sea was to help him awaken his origin.
Once the true spirit awakens, and Chen Fei is brought to the Middle-earth, he can devour the true spirit and make him become a celestial being.
It's just a pity that someone's calculations made Fade Chen advance to the secret realm of the physical body, making him unable to devour.
He can only wait until his magical powers are advanced before devouring Chen Fei's essence in the secret realm of his physical body.
Ye Ducheng felt the magic power of Chen Fei's golden arrow being devoured by the magic weapon "Mirror Flower Water Moon", and his heart couldn't help but desire it even more.
"King Wen's complete teachings, part of the Master's teachings, and a bit of the Blood God's essence.
He is indeed the descendant of the Blood God. Just the outer sect inheritance is so earth-shattering that it makes one possess the appearance of a celestial being.
Wait until I swallow him, and then find the Blood God’s true teachings…”
puff!
Ye Ducheng's pupils shrank and he lowered his head in shock. A sword tip emerged from his chest.
Before he felt any pain, his vision went dark and his consciousness became blurred.
The dragon's might was profound, and the starlight sword energy was like the tidal sea, instantly shattering all the life marks of Ye Ducheng.
The magical weapon 'Mirror Flower Water Moon' let out a mournful cry, and its spirit automatically protected its master.
However, the golden magic power that was swallowed suddenly came alive and wrapped around the mark of Ye Ducheng's refining of the magic weapon.
Condensing, condensing continuously, as if the universe collapsed, condensed into a point, and then turned into chaos.
boom!
The magic weapon "Mirror Flower and Water Moon" fell silent, and the true spirit in Ye Ducheng's body was shaking continuously, trying to escape.
Zhao Linglong held the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword in her hand, her face heavy as water and stern. The Taoist Seven-Star Sword Dragon Immortal Soul in her body was slightly disturbed and instantly merged into the sword.
The dazzling crimson light enveloped the entire formation.
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