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However, the spirit of the demon sword sneered instead, and his tone became more contemptuous and disdainful: "So what if the inheritance of a group of losers is passed down? It was already a disastrous defeat back then, and now there is no resistance -"

Crash--

In the bronze mist, there was the sound of waves crashing into the sky.

You can vaguely see a strange long river emerging from the bronze mist. It comes from the vague and goes to the unknown. Every wave that rises is like a coffin, and it is like a burial place everywhere. When the waves break, it is a The world is buried here.

"Um?"

Feng Xia, who was still a little playful at first, suddenly became sharp-eyed.

He was extremely familiar with this scene!

As the source of strange things, Ying Daoyi often appears in the form of gray mist. He once summoned a river of Styx to swallow up the creatures in the Yang world and disrupted the life and death of Yin and Yang!

Now, different fog and similar scenes appeared before Feng Xia's eyes again.

"You..." He opened his mouth slightly.

Luo Lixi was indeed right about one thing.

The power of dream reincarnation is extremely magical. It can heal the trauma of people's soul and forget the pain, but it can also build unbreakable memories.

Even if it's just a false memory.

"What's the relationship between your bronze mist and Ying Daoyi...?"

Feng Xia's voice suddenly fell silent, and all his magical powers became invisible, leaving only dim flames covering his hands, and then he fiercely grabbed the fragment of the demon knife.

All living beings have fire, all living beings have anger.

"I can't tell you, I will make you die even worse than Ying Daoyi."

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Chapter 0627

"you……"

The spirit of the demon sword also lost its voice at this moment.

It is completely incomprehensible...

After he finally exerted his power to suppress the bottom of the box and directly used his trump card, Feng Xia not only did not feel afraid, but also showed stronger killing intent!

Is there something wrong with you?

"Wait! Gray fog? Did you just say gray fog?"

Fortunately, after a few breaths, Demon Sword finally noticed this keyword.

Combined with all Feng Xia's performances at this time, it is not difficult to infer that Feng Xia had probably encountered existences similar to Bronze Mist before this!

"You guys are indeed connected!"

Feng Xia's eyes darkened slightly.

The appearance of the two is so similar that it is impossible not to make people think more about it.

"So what if there is contact?"

After a brief moment of astonishment, the demonic sword's tone returned to mockery, and it shook slightly: "So what if you knew this? Those guys who gave you the inheritance couldn't do anything back then, and now it's the same if it's you. There will be no recovery!"

"The Bronze Lord I serve..."

"The... Bronze Lord you serve?"

Feng Xia's eyes narrowed slightly, and the sparkle in his eyes became more and more intense.

Before, he thought that he had encountered another source of weirdness - after all, no one had stipulated that there could only be one source for all the weirdness in the world!

If there is a source of gray fog, there can naturally be bronze fog.

But now it sounds like the situation is a little different than imagined.

Ying Daoyi, it is indeed the source of gray fog, one of the weirdest things in the world.

But this demonic sword with such an arrogant tone is obviously on a different level. It is not the source of the strangeness at all, but the servant of another strange source...the waiter!

Then why are you so arrogant?

Feng Xia squinted his eyes again, staring at the surging bronze mist. The dim sea of ​​​​fire emerging from his palms became more violent.

"In that case, let me ask you one last question."

"What?"

"Congratulations, you got the wrong answer."

The corners of Feng Xia's mouth suddenly rose, grinning in an astonishing arc.

And the sea of ​​fire in his palm finally surged out, swallowing up the two demon knife fragments.

"Since you said that the inheritance of those people is useless, let me let you take a look... The magical powers that belong exclusively to the creatures of later generations and are only available in this era -"

Boom——

Great supernatural power·all living beings are angry!

This is the magical power that Feng Xia finally comprehended from his repeated reincarnations. He does not kill living things, does not destroy spirits, is weird and not empty, and vows not to stop!

All sentient beings are also angry!

"What's this?!"

After "drowsiness" and "nausea", the spirit of the demon sword experienced a third brand new feeling from Feng Xia's hands.

die--

It was horrified to see that the moment it collided with the sea of ​​​​fire, the bronze mist that was supposed to be invincible shrank completely without warning, as if it had encountered a natural enemy!

The creepy throbbing spread, and the mysterious long river shrouded in bronze mist was actually caught in Feng Xia's hand at this moment, like a poisonous snake, shaking violently towards the void ahead!

Crackling!

A series of explosions sounded, and under the horrified gaze of Demon Sword, the long river was shaken to pieces by the wind and summer, and dim flames fell down. In an instant, the entire long river was burned!

"Now, I'm not in the mood to chat with you."

Feng Xia's expression has returned to indifference: "Even if you go to the underworld, you still have to remember my name——"

"The one who kills you——"

The Wrath of All Beings supernatural power exploded in full force, eradicating all the weird things summoned by the demon sword fragments. At the same time, it invaded the depths of the two fragments and burned them into nothingness together with the spirit of the demon sword.

Don't kill, don't destroy the spirit, don't be weird, don't be empty, swear never to stop!

This is a magical power created specifically to restrain weirdness, a magical power that belongs exclusively to Feng Xia!

Feng Xia's palm brushed over the two demon sword fragments. At this time, the spirit of the demon sword had been completely wiped out, and there was no longer any trace left.

"nailed it."

Before that, Feng Xia also tried to explore its memory.

However, deep in the memory of Demon Sword Spirit, all he could feel was endless killing thoughts and endless malice, and he couldn't find any useful information at all.

After many failures, Feng Xia decided to simply eliminate the root cause.

"Did you...didn't...tell it your name?"

At this moment, Luo Lixi's voice reached Feng Xia's ears: "Does this count as lying? No, no, no... at least give me a name?"

Feng Xia thought for a moment, then nodded and shouted into the air:

"If you are not dead yet, then remember my name——"

"My name is Ying Daoyi."

"puff."

Luo Lixi laughed on the spot.

Feng Xia turned around and shook the two demon knife fragments in his hand. His mana soared and intertwined with mysterious symbols. They were somewhat like sky patterns, but they were not exactly the same.

"What are you going to do?"

In Luo Lixi's curious eyes, those runes fell on the demon knife fragments, causing the two hard fragments to gradually melt, and then condensed into a smaller pig-killing knife!

when!

when!

when!

Feng Xia once again used the random cloak hammering technique to forge and refine this small butcher's knife. Time passed by breathlessly. At a certain moment, the small butcher's knife suddenly flew out and met the killer in the distance. Pig knives collide.

Click——

It was clear that what was heard was just an ordinary collision of gold and iron. There was neither earth-shattering fluctuations nor the terrifying power of the sun and the moon. But at this moment, the front of them suddenly sunk, with countless black knife marks, Appearing in the air without warning, it's like cutting the space into scars!

"Spirit Girl, do me one more favor!"

"Gan."

"Don't imitate me!!"

"I said, I'll do it, I'll do it!"