Perhaps it was because he had not seen the sun all year round. Mo Canghai's face was a little pale and gloomy. He pursed his thin lips like a knife and sneered: "Di Shiyin, do you think I am still the Mo Canghai from nine thousand years ago?! Humph, you are here.

It just so happens that the feud that broke out nine thousand years ago should be settled today!"

Nine thousand years ago, he suffered a big loss at the hands of Emperor Shiyin. Now that he saw him again, he felt a little guilty.

But after all, he is also a hero of the generation. Although he already has timidity in his heart, he does not show it on his face. He speaks harsh words, but in his heart he begins to think about ways to escape...

"Very good!" Di Shiyin spat out two words calmly: "It seems that the losses you suffered nine thousand years ago were not enough, so let's show you the truth! This time it is not as simple as losing an arm..."

He slowly unsheathed his long sword, and the silver sword light reflected a crystal-like light in the sea water. His dark eyes became as sharp as the tip of a knife: "Mo Canghai, you asked for this!"

The figure flashed and swooped over!

The water suddenly rolled like a boiling pot, and two figures, one black and one white, were wrapped in the waves and fought together.

Feng Qingyu was far away. Looking from her direction, she could only see white waves rolling there, and the human figure could hardly be seen——

Sound can also be transmitted in the water. She can hear the sound of the collision of magical instruments, like the sound of complicated strings playing, and like heavy rain, rapid and fierce...

She meditated for a moment in the barrier that Emperor Shiyin had set for her. She felt that her thoughts were flowing through her limbs and bones as usual, and she couldn't feel anything wrong.

Then he raised his hand and looked at the Qingri Sword in his hand. The Qingri Sword probably smelled the fishy fragrance of blood, and it flashed crimson light, seeming to be very excited, and made a slight sound——

This sword has always been aggressive, Feng Qingyu understood.

In fact, she also wanted to join that battle and kill as hard as she could!

But Di Shiyin's instructions still lingered in her ears, and she didn't want to become hemiplegic or something because of her impulse.

This place was too far away for her to see clearly what the battle was like. She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment. She was not worried after all, so she decided to get closer and take a look.

She looked at the membrane that covered her, and it seemed vaguely familiar. The magic formula that drove this barrier to move forward automatically flashed through her mind. She tried to run it, and as expected, this small barrier took her forward again.

stand up--

In a moment, she was close to the fighting scene. The waves caused by the fight between the two people in front were comparable to those caused by a Category 12 hurricane, and she couldn't squeeze in for a while.

While wandering around, a low voice called out: "Achi..."

Feng Qingyu turned her eyes and followed the voice, and saw Prince Lancang sitting not far away, half-floating.

There were some bandages on the body, but there was still blood seeping from some places.

He looked seriously injured, his face was as pale as a ghost, and his dark green eyes were looking at her eagerly: "You... you have transformed into a human, so beautiful! Even more beautiful than before."

Feng Qingyu turned around and ran to his side first, looking at him with a pair of big eyes displeased: "Lancang, you are obviously no match for that guy, why are you still fighting here?"

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