The reborn concubine wants to divorce her husband

Chapter 1790 Demonic Creation【4】

The mercenaries also raised their heads and looked around, but saw nothing. Only Feng Heng was shocked and his eyes became excited.

"Who is it?! Come out here!" Seeing that the opponent didn't show up, Mo Chuang immediately thought that the opponent was not very powerful.

So I could only attack in secret. I immediately put away my vigilance and a sinister aura emerged.

"Weren't you still asking me where I was just now?" Feng Xi's voice came from far away.

The next moment, her figure suddenly appeared on a tree next to Feng Heng. She was dressed in blue clothes and set off her slim figure, but the murderous look in her eyes could not be concealed.

Feng Xi waved his hand, and thick water elements appeared, flying towards the people in the mercenary group, wrapping everyone in them.

The crystal water element made the mercenaries wrapped in it feel extremely comfortable.

It was as if a warm current flowed through the body, and the wounds from the previous attack were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was the first time that the mercenaries saw such a powerful healing technique. Their eyes became extremely adoring in shock, and they looked at Feng Xi as if they were looking at gods.

Feng Xi, on the other hand, was looking at Mo Chuang opposite him from beginning to end. The hands hidden in his sleeves were tightly clenched into fists, which showed the suppressed anger in his heart.

Just now, if she hadn't arrived in time, all of these people would have died in the hands of these demon slaves!

"Are you... Feng Xi?" Mo Chuang narrowed his eyes slightly and asked after hearing Feng Xi's words.

Feng Xi's eyes were extremely cold, and with a flick of his right hand wearing a silver glove, a whip condensed with fire elements was thrown out.

The moment the whip appeared, the surrounding temperature heated up a bit.

And the poisonous mist that was threatening lives just now was actually dissipated!

Mo Chuang's pupils shrank, as if he felt that Feng Xi was much more powerful than the news he had received.

"With such strength, I'm afraid there is no one else besides Feng Xi." Mo Chuang said immediately.

After being shocked by Feng Xi's strength, he quickly returned to his normal expression, with no trace of fear or nervousness on his face.

"Looking for me? Could it be that you want to invite me to dinner?" Feng Xi smiled coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Heng's deep voice suddenly came from below: "Xi'er, be careful, they are a little weird..."

Feng Xi lowered her head and saw the worried look in Feng Heng's eyes, and a warm current flowed through her heart.

He nodded silently, then flew down from the tree and stood right in front of Feng Heng.

"Feng Xi, the eight-series summoner is almost unprecedented. You are lucky to be favored by our leader, so we invite you to visit the Demon Sect."

Mo Chuang said, his tone as arrogant as ever, as if he felt that Feng Xi didn't dare to do anything to him.

Feng Xi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Master of the Demon Cult?" As he said that, his eyes couldn't help but glanced in the direction of Jin Kasyapa, but he didn't say anything.

When did this demon tribe establish a demon sect?

After a brief glance, he once again set his sights on Mochuang: "Want to see me? No matter who he is, let him come by himself. No one else has the right to order me!"

Mo Chuang was stunned for a moment, then his face ignited with anger, he pointed at Feng Xi and cursed angrily: "You really don't know what's good! Do you think you can be arrogant because you have some strength? Our leader wants to see you, that's just to flatter you, but you still do it So arrogant, bah!”

(End of chapter)