Chapter 441: Nine days of phoenix dance (2)

"Destroy it!" Mo Yuxi roared coldly.
"No, no, no!" The skull roared in shock. The poison master had turned into a pile of bones at this moment, leaving only the head to speak.
"Boom!"
Mo Yuxi shouted angrily, the Poison Master exploded, and the fly ash was annihilated and dissipated completely.
"Holy Woman!"
Qinglong and others gathered around.
In all directions, the goddess flew out of dozens of bodies like flowers. All fell to the ground.
The huge black phoenix soared up into the sky, in all directions, surrounded by countless phantom phoenix shadows, thousands, even 100,000.
The black phoenix flew high in the sky, coldly looking at a phantom in the golden light beam. The merits and virtues of Daojun Mao! .
"It's you!" Daojun Maori said in surprise.
"Are you actually in the realm of Shang Void? Your son, you instructed me to break into my palace?" Hei Fenghuang said coldly.
"I, huh, you are just a clone. The world has changed a long time ago, Lord Underworld, your time is over! You should still catch it, let me refine it!" Daojun Mao said coldly.
"Hahaha, the Rats also want to train my clone? Yin~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
The black phoenix yelled, and a huge momentum burst out. In all directions, countless phoenix shadows surrounded them, forming a huge phoenix enchantment in the high sky. Inside, Daojun Mao’s merits and virtues are like a round of Hao Sun, burning the phoenix continuously. They.
"Boom!"
The world is trembling, and the two peerless powerhouses fought vigorously in the sky.
With the huge air current, all the high mountains blowing in all directions collapsed.
Not far away, Yan Chuan slowly climbed up. As he climbed up, he seemed to touch a hard object.
Looking down, a piece of jade the size of a watermelon in the palm of his hand is exactly the great Xuan Huang Ding Qiankun jade of the world.
"Ok?"
Yan Chuan turned to look at Yushan in the distance.
Yushan in the distance has disappeared. Hei Fenghuang fulfilled his promise and handed the smaller Yushan to Yan Chuan's palm.
"Meow, meow!" Meow ran over very worried.
"Meow, come on, borrow your hat for a use!" Yan Chuan shouted suddenly.
"Meow!"
Meow quickly took off the little felt hat.
Use Baoyu to give a little felt hat!
"call!"
The buried copper coffin fell into a little felt hat. Yuzhong Space completely collapsed at this moment.
"Huh!" Yan Chuan exhaled long.
Turning to look at Feng Yin Yang on the mountain not far away.
As soon as the poison master died, the Derivative World was destroyed, and he was freed from yin and yang. He looked up at the mighty Uri Daojun in the sky, and there was a slight silence, as if he was making a struggling decision in his heart.
In the end, there was a moment of silence, and he still had to rush to the distant place Gu Yue Shengzi.
"Feng Yin and Yang!" Yan Chuan shouted.
Bong the yin and yang figure.
"Run away first, come back to me!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.
This smile made Feng Yinyang suddenly realize something.
Nodded, rushed into the forest in an instant, and fled.
"call!"
Mo Yuxi took Qinglong and others also flew to the vicinity of Yanchuan.
"Fused?" Yan Chuan looked at Mo Yuxi expectantly.
Mo Yuxi bit her lip, her eyes flashed with gratitude, but soon the expression of gratitude turned into softness.
"Yeah!" Mo Yuxi nodded slightly excited.
"Yan Chuan!" The emperor suddenly flew in the distance.
"Huh?" Yan Chuan looked at the emperor suspiciously.
Mo Yuxi also frowned at the emperor.
"I ask you, who is Daojun Maori?" Huang asked in a deep voice.
"The Jokhang Holy Land, one of the Three Great Lords!" Yan Chuan said.
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