Chapter 110 Breakthrough! Dark Moon Destroys the Palace!

Even a fool can see what the changes in the strange phenomena of heaven and earth represent.

For a moment, Mu Fen Shen and his teammates were all overjoyed.

But the face of Archbishop Twilight became even uglier.

The evil eye high priest who was attacking Xiao Qiyue's treasure defense below even asked loudly:

"What are you doing? You can't do this? What about the promised escape?"

He obviously didn't realize that he was also blocked by a weird little girl until now, and he had made no progress.

Not even a hundred steps, it's fifty steps and fifty steps.

"Shut up! How are you better than me?"

Archbishop Twilight was angry, but he knew that it would not work if he continued like this.

So he stopped the meaningless attack, waved his hand, and spread flames all over the sky, directly covering the whole place!

Some of the entire square was directly ignited, and soon spread to the bottom of the tower.

Even many cultists were engulfed by the dead fire of dusk, causing them to flee frantically and have no intention of continuing to fight.

The wooden clones who were responsible for blocking the tower were not feeling well either. Even the Flying Thunder God barrier was ignited and quickly dissipated.

The wooden clones' eyes suddenly condensed. This kind of large-scale coverage attack was indeed something they could not divert.

They could only use the Water Escape Immortal Technique with all their strength to try to suppress the fire.

But the Guiji Hunyan was an inextinguishable evil fire, and it was emitted from the hands of a seventh-level strongman. How could it be so easy to suppress it?

For a moment, the wooden clones' defense line collapsed in an instant, and the entire tower was quickly ignited.

"Hahahaha! Now I see what you can use to resist me!"

"So what if you broke through? I will kill you anyway!"

Archbishop Dusk felt proud, laughed and raised his hand, pointed his index finger at the top of the tower, and shot a dim energy laser.

He couldn't wait for the flames to completely engulf the tower, and wanted to kill the target first!

"Not good!"

Ye Zhixi's face changed drastically, but she was too late to stop it.

The nearby wood clones flashed in front of the laser beam at the same time, trying to block the attack with their bodies.

However, at this time, they deeply realized how terrible the power of the Seventh Realm strongman was. The bodies of three divine wood clones plus four ordinary wood clones were stacked together, but they were still penetrated by an unobstructed attack and even directly ignited.

The dark yellow laser beam continued to move forward, and after penetrating their bodies, it still shot straight to the top of the tower.

At this moment, a slender figure flashed again, blocking the front of the beam, and slashed with a knife, cutting out a dark space crack fan!

The unstoppable beam was accurately hit by the space knife mark, and it actually paused for a moment!

"Give it to me! Open!"

With a slightly painful shout, the unyielding girl tried her best.

At the same time as the blade shattered, the laser beam made a sympathetic explosion, and finally changed its direction, brushing the tower and shooting towards the sky.

The girl's body also flew out in the sympathetic explosion and smashed into the burning tower fiercely.

"Damn it! You are not afraid of death! You must go against me, right? Let me see how many lives you have!"

The sure attack was blocked again, Archbishop Twilight shouted angrily and raised his finger again.

"Stop!"

Ye Zhixi finally got in time, and stood in front of him without hesitation, waiting with sword.

"Looking for death!"

A laser condensed again, and was about to be fired.

However, at this moment, a cold and indifferent voice suddenly sounded throughout the world:

"You are the one who is looking for death!"

At the same time as the voice sounded, a slender crescent-like black blade light suddenly flashed by, so fast that it seemed to be an illusion caused by blinking, making it impossible to distinguish between reality and illusion, and it was unknown where it came from.

It seemed that nothing happened, only the energy gathered on Archbishop Twilight's finger disappeared suddenly.

"Hmm? What happened?"

He raised his finger and frowned to observe, and then he saw that his finger suddenly split in front of his eyes, and then the whole palm, forearm, arm, shoulder...

Without a single drop of blood flowing out, his arm was split straight and slowly slid down, and the cross section of the wound was pitch black, which was very strange.

Archbishop Dusk felt the pain belatedly, holding his shoulder and screaming, with a look of disbelief:

"Ah! What happened?!"

"When? Why didn't my defense work?"

"Damn it! The arm... The arm can't recover!"

His shouting made everyone come back to their senses, and at the same time looked at the top of the tower.

Ye Zhixi also seemed to have noticed something, and turned around to see a tall black-haired boy with a straight posture, standing on the top of the burning tower with his head down, holding a long knife in one hand and holding the unconscious girl in the other.

He exuded a terrifying power as if he had substance, and there was a faint black energy lingering around him.

Silent as a mountain, yet it seemed to be the center of the world, making it difficult to look away.

"Feng..."

Seeing the familiar long sword, Ye Zhixi knew that this was Feng Xi's true form. Just as she was about to call out, she saw him suddenly raise his head. On his expressionless face, three magatamas spun rapidly in a pair of blood-red eyes.

Finally, the magatama that spun to the limit changed into a new pattern the moment it stopped.

In each eye, a four-blade windmill pattern composed of blade-like fan blades appeared, cold and evil, bringing Ye Zhixi's unfinished call to an abrupt end.

"Senior, thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me."

Feng Xi, who had broken through the barrier, spoke slowly, his tone neither sad nor happy, but Ye Zhixi could tell that he was very angry now.

She looked at the girl in the boy's arms, with an inexplicable look flashing in her eyes.

Feng Xi lowered her head again and glanced at Chu Yingmeng in her arms. The Mangekyō Sharingan in her right eye suddenly moved, and a strange power suddenly fell into the girl's body.

Then he took one step forward, came to Ye Zhixi, and handed Chu Yingmeng to her:

"Senior sister, help take care of her. I'll be fine soon."

Ye Zhixi took the girl, but there was still some worry on her face:

"Feng Xi, don't be impulsive. You have just broken through and are not their opponents yet. They are in the Seventh Realm..."

Before she finished speaking, Feng Xi had already reached out to interrupt her, and his calm expression proved that he understood everything.

"It's okay, it's just the Seventh Realm. Don't worry, leave it to me."

After Feng Xi finished speaking, she stepped forward in the air, crossed her body, and came to the front of Archbishop Dusk.

At this time, Archbishop Dusk had recovered from the unbearable and strange pain. He held his irreparable arm and looked at Feng Xi coldly.

Although I still don’t understand how he did it, it doesn’t stop the other party from shouting:

"Kid! Are you finally out? But you still have to die!"

"It's just five realms, don't think that you can bridge the gap between two great realms with some weird methods! I will kill you easily!"

Feng Xi ignored his shouting, just raised the blade in her hand, and coldly uttered a cold and ruthless voice:

"The Ninth Style of the Daluo Sword Chapter——"

As soon as he spoke, the slender black crescent moon flashed away again.

The archbishop's shouts suddenly stopped at dusk.

The barrier in front of him didn't react at all, but the body he was hiding behind was split into two halves right in the middle!

Weird and unexplainable!

"Dark Moon Kills the Palace!"