"Xian, Xian Sheng strong!"
The two screamed, and when they noticed the coercion and breath of the immortal saint, their faces became pale with a brush, where is there any fighting intention?
"Quick! Run away!"
Lien Chan's heart was gone. After they recovered, their first thought was to escape!How far to escape!
The strong immortal saint, that is equivalent to the strength of a hundred flying immortal strong, they are crazy to fight her against her in such a self-reliant way. At this moment, they can't help but curse: "Who is it! Who said she? It’s just Yuan Ying level?"
"Escape?" Feng Jiu at the back curled his lips and smiled: "Can you escape?"
As soon as the voice fell, the red figure rushed towards the gray-clothed old man, and saw the red figure passing by his side. The gray-clothed old man who had been running in a panic became stiff, and the whole person fell from midair.
"boom!"
I didn't see how she did it, and even without even fighting, he easily ended the life of a strong flying fairy. The gray-clothed old man who fell to the ground twitched, his eyes fixed on the top. Until, swallowed the last breath.
Kingdom Lord Dong Yao, who heard the movement, turned his head fiercely. When he saw the blood oozing from his neck and swallowed his last breath, his whole body was trembling.
Cultivating to the level of flying immortals, death is already a very distant matter for them, but when death enveloped them so close, he suddenly realized that death has always been not far away from them.
Seeing that Feng Jiu in the red dress was holding a Qingfeng sword towards him. At this moment, many things flashed in his mind. In the end, he did not escape, but fell from mid-air, bending his knees. Kneel to the ground.
"Don't kill me, I, I serve you as Lord!"
When he said this, there was panic and fear in his eyes.Yes, he is afraid of death. When he reaches his level of cultivation, he is even more afraid of death. He has everything, power, status, and fame and fortune that many people cannot get in their lives. He doesn't want to die like this, or his royal children. He was slaughtered clean, so he had to bow his head and plead, Feng Fengjiu as the master.
Because he knows that this is his only way to survive. Only in this way, maybe he will have a chance to survive. His Dongyao Empire will not be destroyed in his hands like this, and will not fall into like Chishui. Chaos.
The Qingfeng Sword reached the eyebrows of the Lord Dong Yao, who was kneeling on the ground, and he could easily kill him as long as he entered an inch. However, the Qingfeng Sword in Feng Jiu's hand stopped at this moment.
She looked at him, frowning slightly: "What did you say?"
"I said, I am willing to serve you as the Lord, and I Dongyao is willing to obey the master's orders. I only ask and only ask the Lord to spare Dongyao and spare my life. I am determined to be loyal and faithful to the Lord!"
After speaking, as if he was afraid that she would not believe it, he immediately made a contract between heaven and earth and regarded her as the master.
Seeing the light of the heaven and earth contract dissipate, Feng Jiu's eyes flickered, staring at him for a long time, and for a long time, he removed the Qingfeng sword in his hand, stretched out his finger, touched his forehead, and took out a ray of his spiritual sense. .
"Well, since you serve me as your master, I will spare your life. Then, you must remember that from this moment on, your life and your Dongyao Empire will be in my hands, as long as I You have to follow the order!"
Lord Dongyao lowered his head and said respectfully: "Dare not fail!"