The killing began. Under the pressure of the Wind God's Scepter, many low-level staffs were suppressed and broken as soon as they were activated. This was a one-sided massacre, but he could not see satisfaction from the wind demon's eyes. It seemed that he had to continue massacre before he could feel the satisfaction in his heart.

"Uncle, you have killed too much. I am willing to sacrifice my life alone in exchange for the last bloodline of the entire royal family. Could it be?" Ziyi's eyes were covered in blood. He could not stand his own incompetence and powerlessness. Even a few ancestors and holy masters used to be nuclear weapons to deter other families, but now more than half of them have been killed or injured.

"Let you go, who will let me go? I have been imprisoned for hundreds of years. Can't you die a few people? I feel that I'm not satisfied yet." Feng Mo said.

"You are a big pervert." A woman cursed at his nose.

"Zi Fei, don't be impulsive, stand behind me quickly." Zi Yi immediately pulled the woman behind.

"Brother, why are you so polite to him? You're the clan uncle? How many clan uncles have you seen hurt their family like this." Zifei did not stop being dissatisfied with him, but he stood there and didn't say anything. He was a junior magician at the same level as Ziyi. Even if Ziyi wanted to protect him, he could only say that he was half a dozen.

"What did you say?" Feng Mo was very surprised. Under his pressure, he could point at his nose and scold him. The girl's fierce personality was exactly the same as the woman he remembered.

"You are a pervert, a big pervert. You are not our clan uncle at all, you are the executioner of our royal family. If I were the demigod rank, I would be the first to kill you. You wouldn't understand what love is, but you fell into a demon for love. You would have been the greatest hero of our royal family, but it would have become an eternal pain for our royal family. You are a liar, you are a weak husband. Even if the Yuling girl lives, she knows that you are like this. She will never love you again. Don't say that she will marry you, just hold your broken scepter for the rest of her life." Zifei cursed directly.

All the surviving people were stunned when they looked at her. The usually dignified princess turned out to be such a fierce side, and she really deservedly was born by Queen Sheila.

"Say it again." Feng Mo seemed to be angry, and there was already a storm behind him.

"I said, even if Miss Yu Ling is still alive, she will not marry you, a murderer. She is a pervert. Have you heard it clearly?" Zifei yelled at him.

"I want to kill you, I want to kill you, Yu Ling will definitely marry me, I will definitely marry me. We love each other so much, you liar, you liar." Feng Mo fell into a crazy state on the spot.

"Kill me, put your Fengshen scepter here. It's enough. Kill me, your Yu Ling will love you. Will you marry you, a person who doesn't recognize relatives? Madman." Yu Ling changed speed directly and came to him, raising his Fengshen scepter with one hand. Ziyi and the others had no time to stop him, so they could only close their eyes.

Feng Shen raised his scepter, and Princess Zifei's fair little hand was still on it. He wanted to smash it directly, but now his head was surprisingly messy, which made him feel a splitting headache. All the memories he had forgotten began to roll in his mind, especially looking at the familiar group of children, the familiar faces of the younger generations, he became even more confused. Yu Ling was a very gentle girl. Gentle and elegant, never touched the blood. This was also the place where she attracted the Feng Mo at that time. Feng Mo, as the marshal who was stationed in the north, kept killing and fighting every day. When he returned home, as long as he saw Yu Ling, he would relax his whole body and mind without any pressure.

"Ah." He roared and flew into the distance. At this time, Zifei collapsed on the ground, and Ziyi immediately came over to help the sister up.

"Is the princess okay?" Everyone stood up and asked, as if she had become the last savior.

"Big Prince, there are less than 300 people left in our battle. We have to take care of the wounded. When we evacuated, we didn't have anything at all. We couldn't walk far," Yi Zhongxianhui reported that he had made plans, so he secretly built an authentic tunnel to lead out of the city. Unexpectedly, he saved his family's life at the critical moment.

"Are everyone else dead?" Ziyi asked.

"All dead, there is no way to survive, it's night again." Yi Zhongxian shook his head in pain. His family had just withdrawn the core people. His few little wives were directly killed by rocks without notice.

"Where are we going now?" Yi Zhongxian asked.

"Where can we go?" Ziyi shook her head at the wailing wounded and sick people. He knew that he would die wherever he took this team. No matter who he met, even a unit of one thousand people, he would have no power to resist at all.

"First concentrate all the supplies. It seems that we can only ask for help." Ziyi said. Yi Zhongxian also thought that there was only this path, so he went down to start counting.

"Are you very distressed? But now there is no need." A voice suddenly appeared in the calm night sky. The refugees who had just relaxed were awakened again. Tonight was so "stimulating" for them, which made their nerves a little weakened.

"Who is this master? Please give yourself a dedication." Ziyi still pretended to be very calm. Even if everyone behind him collapsed, as the leader here, he would never collapse.

"You are the eldest prince Ziyi. Not bad, it really tastes like a prince. You have encountered such a great disaster and are not dead. It's really the saying that if you survive a great disaster, you will have good luck. However, following me is definitely a hot and delicious drink." Chen Ye and his flight brigade were actually the night attacking Feng Demon City. Of course, this has a lot to do with the information of the most disappointed Emperor Shitian. Unexpectedly, these eighty people created a real miracle, but the price they paid was too high.

Now Indra and his eighty soldiers are fighting with the wind demon, but only they can do this war. As exorcists, if one day they release a human demon, then unless you prove that this human demon has become an ordinary human, with a peaceful and peaceful heart, and no tendency to kill, unless the exorcist sacrifices himself to seal the human demon again, he will become an enemy of the entire continent. Basically, like their exorcists, they do not have any superb offensive and defensive capabilities, and they will die.

The Demon trapping array was already put out after the demon-attracting array ended. As an exorcist, once he communicated with the demon, he would have psychological intervention. Of course, this is related to the degree of human demon entanglement. Generally speaking, the deeper the demon, the easier it is to be controlled, so it will appear that it will fly out directly without being controlled at all. However, once it starts flying, his head can be controlled, so in the end, the wind demon still flew into his demon-hiding circle. The wind demon has only seen ten demon trapping arrays, and has never seen eighty ones.

When eighty people recite the "Huangxin Mantra" together, he first resisted, and finally was directly pressed by the magic symbol, sitting in the ground, and began to fight with his mind. However, he underestimated the Fifth Battalion. This army, which had experienced from destruction to rebirth, had only a part of the Huaxin Mantra at eighty points, each point had only a part of the Huaxin Mantra. He contacted for three hours a day and practiced for half a year. This accumulation had surpassed many magicians of the same level psychologically and spiritually.

The entire heart-washing curse lasted for an hour, but even though the soldiers were already fainting, they still bit their tongues and resisted Feng Mo's final resistance. He became completely quiet. Eighty people immediately started the "Awakening Curse". Two hours later, Feng Mo opened his eyes. At this time, his eyes were no longer bloodshot, but a bright light appeared. Indra did not give him a chance to rest, and immediately launched the final "The Heart-washing Curse". (To be continued, please search Piao Tianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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