My Cold and Beautiful Wife

The shocking rain of golden flying swords filled the sky, causing the sky to shine with vibrant colors. It was like a magnificent palace of gold and jade that was inhabited by a god! Countless creatures in the Demon Capital widened their eyes as they looked in disbelief at the wondrous sight that was happening in the direction of the palace! To everyone outside, this was a magnificent scenery.

However, for the Fog of Night, the face of the Monarch of the Dragon's Sword Tomb had already turned ashen! His Shadow Dance had been unleashed to its limit, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape this sword formation before the golden flying sword descended! Watching the flying swords descending with a rumbling sound, he tried to find any route that could avoid danger! However, even though the flying swords slowed down their trajectory in his eyes, he was still unable to escape! It was too crowded! There was no way to dodge it! The Fog Night Smoke Wave could only be used within a very limited distance. It chose a location that the flying swords were not able to reach in so many places! "Heheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee …" At the same time, the flying ribbon in his hand spiraled upwards, forming layers of protective swords! When the flying silk was more than ten meters high, the solid flying sword had already come into contact with it! The silk ribbon broke into pieces, layer by layer, but the power of the ninth level of the primal chaos was not something to be trifled with! Relying on the combination of the flying silk and the power of chaos, he managed to block all the flying swords and failed to land them on the body of the Fog Night Smoke Wave! A hint of joy appeared in Smoke Stub's frightened eyes. He realized that this move wasn't that big of a deal. He could still defend against it! However, a look of joy appeared on his face for an instant, and then was gone! He only saw! The flying swords that had been flying down suddenly shifted direction and began to shrink with him as the center?

The flying sword's trajectory changed to an oblique angle as it fell. The Fog of Smoke that was around a hundred feet in the middle of its body launched an even more concentrated and precise attack! The smoke was about to burst out of his eye sockets. Only then did he realize that this sword intent had another use, it was "positioning"! When he stopped to forcefully resist the flying sword above his head, it meant that his target had been locked on! "From the very beginning, these flying swords were all at Ye Fan's command, and the trajectory of their descent could be changed at any time!" "Sword God!" Smoke Stub let out a furious, unwilling roar. He was completely hysterical! However, his voice was quickly drowned out by the gathering bombardment of hundreds of thousands of solid flying swords! "Boom!" Within the imperial palace, golden light shone brightly! A wave of tremors shook the earth and shook the mountains in Demonic City! As the smoke and dust dispersed, within the ruins of the palace, there was a deep pit dozens of feet wide that was completely empty.

The entire body and primordial spirit of the Fog of Night's smoke was gone! Ye Fan stood in front of the huge pit, looking left and right, with a look of regret on his face.

"What a pity, it's a sacred object. That flying silk looks pretty pretty good. I think she would like it if I gave it to her …" Shaking his head and sighing, Ye Fan flew into the air and immediately spread out his spiritual sense, searching for the position of the ark in an extremely large area.

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