"Why is she so stupid? She actually chased her..."

Zhang Ruochen sighed softly, and the emotions in his heart were very complicated.

Mu Lingxi naturally also saw Zhang Ruochen on the cliff wall, and a joy appeared in his eyes, and his palm stretched out towards the hilt of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword.

With a thud, a silver-white chain flew out and wrapped around the hilt of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword.

"Go to die for me."

At this moment, Feng Han flew out from a concave position, swung the holy sword, and slashed towards the center of the iron chain.

"careful."

Zhang Ruochen's face changed, and he didn't care about anything else. He kicked his feet on the cliff and rushed out, from top to bottom, kicking Feng Han's chest. At the same time, two palm prints hit Feng Han's head.

Only with a bang, a blood pattern broke out from Feng Han's head.

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen and Feng Hanjia fell to the bottom of the cliff, and soon their figures were swallowed by the black ghost fog.

"Zhang...Ruochen..."

Mu Lingxi held the chain with one hand and hung it on the cliff, shouting heart-wrenchingly, and his despair was about to spread.

Tears gushed out from his eyes, rolling out constantly.

The next moment, a clear and sharp sound came out of her mouth.

In her body, deep in her bloodline, an ancient sacred power woke up. In the valley of Ghosts and Gods, the remaining divine power continued to flow into her eyebrows.

Her body turned into an ice phoenix that was hundreds of meters long, and it came back to life like an ancient phoenix. It spread out a pair of huge ice wings and flew under the cliff.

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