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The cold evil aura dispersed wantonly, and the little goddess looked at Wei Zhuang and the others coldly, and a dazzling light gradually condensed between her palms.

It's hard to imagine that at just six or seven years old, she could have such terrifying evil energy.

This is not something you can do just by practicing.

But to kill people!

It is conceivable that although the little goddess is young, the number of creatures that have died in her hands has definitely reached a terrifying number.

But then again, killing is another kind of practice.

Myriad Worlds is not without those who prove the Tao through killing. There is even such a killing god in the chat group!

Of course, the way of the devil is also related to killing.

But in fact, his is a pure Demon Dao, killing his relatives and himself, and then reaching the strongest point, he kills his relatives, "643" kills himself again, and the war is destroyed in the way of heaven.

"Damn it."

At this time, Wei Zhuang had countless wounds on his body, but they were all hidden and became internal injuries.

Only the hands were dripping with blood.

Chi Lian and Bai Fenghuang on the side were even more miserable.

Leaving aside Chi Lian, who has the lowest martial arts skills, White Phoenix, who is peerless in light kung fu, was crushed by the even more ghostly speed of the Little Heavenly Girl, and was suppressed to death.

He even used the Six Illusions of Phoenix Dance, but the illusory body was shattered to pieces in an instant!

"It seems you have no objection."

The little goddess sneered, and slowly raised her little hand. A dazzling light slowly floated from between her palms, and then condensed into a huge palm, with a terrifying aura permeating it.

"In that case, I will not be polite."

"okay."

At this moment, a faint voice resounded in everyone's ears.

Almost at the same time, the huge palm quickly rose into the air, and then exploded in the air, like a firework, which looked particularly beautiful in the evening.

"What are you doing?!"

The little goddess was startled at first, then turned her head angrily and glared at Jiang Fengyu who was standing at the door of the tailor shop.

"You can rest for a while."

Jiang Fengyu glanced at her and shook his head slightly.

Immediately, the lightning under his feet disappeared in a flash, and he had already arrived in front of the three Wei Zhuang who were shocked and alert, "Zhihengjia, Gai Nie's junior brother, is Wei Zhuang?"

"Yes, you know me?"

Wei Zhuang did not dare to let down his guard at all, although he knew in his heart that no matter how vigilant he was, it would be useless.

The blow that made him feel desperate just now was directly eliminated in the latter's words, and it seemed that these powerful and terrifying children were all related to it.

"know."

Jiang Fengyu pondered for a moment, his eyes flashed slightly, "The ring of the head of the Zongheng family is in your hand, right?"

"How did you know?" Wei Zhuang was surprised.

"It seems so."

Jiang Fengyu nodded, and his eyes slowly moved to the latter's finger. The next moment, his body shook. When he returned to normal, he was already holding a ring in his hand and playing with it.

"VR..."

Wei Zhuang's color suddenly changed.

The speed was so fast that he could vaguely see the movements of the little goddess just now. But at this moment, it seemed that he could only see Jiang Fengyu's body moving very slightly!

Jiang Fengyu nodded, turned and walked towards the store with Nannan in his arms.

After saying that, he turned around, sheathed the shark-tooth sword, and walked in one direction 4.2.

"Zhihengjia, Guiguzi".

He has always considered himself to be the best in Qinggong in the world, but today he suffered one blow after another.

His eyes passed over several little guys intentionally or unintentionally.

Wei Zhuang didn't say any more. He was a smart man and knew that no matter how many questions he asked, he would not get an answer and would instead make the other party unhappy.

Even fatal!

Jiang Fengyu sighed softly.

a long time.

He casually threw the ring to Wei Zhuang and glanced at the latter, "Go to an inn. Your senior brother is also there, as well as people from the Yin Yang family and the Mo family. They will tell you something."

There are five of them in total. Only the one in this person's arms seems a bit ordinary, but the remaining four children are each very extraordinary and can pose a considerable threat to him.

This is beyond his imagination.0

Five!

At this time, the tailor's voice sounded behind him. He had been making clothes in the house, so he never knew what was happening outside.

It’s hard to guess!

"Sir, the clothes you want are ready..."

"Is this the ancestral ring of the Guigu sect?"

Two completely hostile factions, which can even be said to have a blood feud, are now able to stay in the same place. What kind of thing is it that can do this?

On the side, the little goddess curled her mouth and wrinkled her face, looking quite unhappy.

Jiang Fengyu raised his eyebrows slightly.

After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped again, turned his head and looked at Wei Zhuang's retreating figure, with a strange look in his eyes, and murmured in a low voice:

"I see."

"My identity..."

"I see."

Gai Nie did stay with the Mo family, he knew this, but the Yin Yang family actually had an inn there?

"Oh, here it comes."

Chi Lian and Bai Fenghuang both glanced at Jiang Fengyu and followed him.

Bai Fenghuang, who was proficient in Qing Gong, was extremely shocked.

"Mo family and Yin Yang family?"

After being silent for a long time, Wei Zhuang nodded and said: "I will go. In addition, I want to know your identity.

"Hmph, you're trying to be mysterious."

He glanced at Wei Zhuang with a half-smile, and then glanced at Bai Fenghuang and Chi Lian, who also looked puzzled, "Let's go to Youjian Inn. When you get there, you will understand something. Regarding my identity, I believe You can also guess a thing or two."

Wei Zhuang was stunned for a moment, which made him feel a little incredible.

Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he raised his eyebrows, and sometimes he showed a hint of doubt.

Jiang Fengyu played with the ring, his eyes flickering, and streaks of dark demonic energy escaped from his fingertips and disappeared into it.