Chapter 1694 (1/2)
A while ago.
The white haired old woman said slowly, ”goddess, I come to see you.”
Inside the array.
Ouyang Weiwei's face was frightened: ”Chu fan, the people of Tianfeng nationality have found it!”
”Come on. Since you can't hide, face it directly!”
Song Yan smiled and looked very relaxed. Even if he did not use the magic power at the bottom of the box, his strength would be enough to stabilize the initial stage of the immortals, and the strength of the senior gods would be equivalent to that of the immortals.
The next moment, the formation split, song Yan led Ouyang Weiwei out.
”Goddess You! ”
When they saw the hand they held together, the elder and Yigan Tianfeng gods were all very surprised.
”She's not Fengjiu. She's my wife Ouyang Weiwei!”
Song Yan opens his mouth to the gods of Tianfeng people, as if announcing something.
Hearing this, a god of Tianfeng can't help angrily drinking: ”unbridled, my God daughter of Tianfeng can't be touched by a humble human race! Don't let go of the goddess! ”
”You guys, I'm not Fengjiu, I'm Ouyang Weiwei!”
Speaking, Ouyang Weiwei put her cheek on Song Yan's shoulder.
Hearing Ouyang Weiwei's words, the faces of the gods of Tianfeng nationality became more ugly.
”Goddess, don't be bewitched by the inferior race, come back quickly!”
”She is not really the Phoenix nine goddess!”
The elder suddenly opened her mouth. She refined her soul and was very sensitive to the soul breath. Although the soul breath of the woman in front of her was extremely similar to that of the goddess, she could sense the differences.
”How could it be? She's not a fairy. What about the fairy? ” The gods of Tianfeng are confused.
”Most of the goddess has been in trouble!”
The elder opened his mouth again.
”What?”
”Impossible!”
”How could the goddess bear the inheritance treasure of Tianfeng nationality be met with misfortune!”
One by one, the goddess screamed, unable to accept the saying that the goddess had suffered an accident.
Song Yan didn't hide it, and said frankly: ”this old woman said it well. Fengjiu doesn't exist in the world. There is only Ouyang Weiwei in the world, and there won't be Fengjiu again!”
”Say, did you harm the goddess?”
A fairy girl of Tianfeng nationality shows her murderous face and stares at Song Yan.
”Not bad!” Song Yan nodded, but did not deny.
”Take your life!”
The spirit of the Tianfeng nationality can't help it any longer. He bends his fingers and pops up a white flame. Then he flies towards the inkstone of Song Dynasty.
This flame doesn't radiate any heat. It's ordinary!
”That's nothingness!”
A nearby spirit of the human race who was watching the battle said in a low voice with a dignified color. Nihilism is one of the nine kinds of miraculous inflammation of the Tianfeng nationality. Nihilism does not burn other things, but only the spirits. Even if the spirits touch a little, they will be burned to death. A nihilism is enough to burn an intermediate spirit.
”Chu fan is careful. Nothing burns the soul. I will deal with him!”
Ouyang Weiwei, who integrates Fengjiu's cultivation memory, naturally understands the power of nothingness. With a flick of her fingers, three bright and dripping flames appear. The whoosh will surround the nothingness.
”Hiss!”
Four flames fight each other. In a moment, the blazing nothingness is melted away.
There is also a hidden comment from the gods: ”that's Tianyan in the world of mortals. It's the second one among the nine wonders of Tianfeng. It's said that only the goddess of Tianfeng has finished her work. How can she do it? Is she fengjiubucheng?”
”Goddess?”
The deity stared at Ouyang Weiwei for a while and wondered.