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The crowd was restless for a while, and the whole body was full of energy. Some people even put their hands on the weapons worn by their sides, ready to strike at any time.

Song Qiyuan's expression remained unchanged, but he narrowed his eyes slightly, and what he said made me a little confused, so,

"In the end, it's just a beast under Yu Ke's subordinates. Don't panic, all the immortals. The fun is just about to begin."

What a show?What does he want to do?

He didn't let my doubts last for too long, and then the man did something that left me dumbfounded.

With a thought, a white jade box appeared in his hand, he opened it, and took out a slender leaf with wisps of black smoke flowing from it. .

Ever since he took out that leaf, I had a vague premonition. I was familiar with this leaf, as if I had described such a plant before.

But now I can't remember what it is called or what it is used for.

Song Qi held the leaf between his fingers, and the black mist climbed up his white hands, which looked very strange.

He looked at Suzaku, formed a tactic in his hand, raised his body into the air, stopped at the same level as Suzaku's eyes, and pulled out his divine sword Cangjue, which is well-known throughout the cultivation world.

As soon as Cang Jue was pulled out, the air between the heaven and the earth trembled, the sharp blade reflected the skylight, and with the blessing of Song Qiyuan's true energy, it shot out a foot-long sword light, the cold air was threatening.

He flicked his fingertips lightly, and the slender blade shot towards Suzaku as if a rocket was mounted on the back of his buttocks. Cangjue sword flowers flew, and the afterimages filled the gap between Song Qiyuan and Suzaku.

Although the Suzaku was locked, it was not a vegetarian. The phoenix eyes shot out an astonishing hostility, and with a long cry, the cloud flowers in the sky were shaken away, and purple-red flames spewed out from its open beak. Although the amount is small, the heat is amazing enough.

Seeing the purple flames coming towards his face, Song Qiyuan didn't look panicked at all, I even saw the mocking curve of his lips.

The ominous premonition in my heart became stronger and stronger, and I stared at the current situation closely, with my heart in my throat.

Sure enough, Song Qiyuan just used Cang Jue's beam of sword light to block the high-temperature fire from Suzaku, then pointed the sword point at Suzaku, and opened and closed his thin lips,

"Bound!"

Just one word sound stopped Suzaku's movement, only to see that the black runes engraved on Suzaku's wings began to appear more clearly, and quickly covered its entire body along its wings.

My heart tightened suddenly, and I watched helplessly as the blue-black mist formed by the leaves decomposed by the sword shadow of Excalibur Cang Jue just now covered Suzaku.

The moment the mist covered Suzaku's body, it quickly penetrated along the ruptured wound on its body, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

Suzaku's body trembled violently, and it let out a painful cry, which was unbearably ear-piercing.

Song Qiyuan's expression was indifferent, and he pointed his sword light again, swiping at Suzaku, and slapped it cruelly on the altar, and it hit me beside me with a loud bang.

The stone slab there was cracked from being smashed, and the cracks spread to my body, which made me suddenly realize.

A piece of red feather flew down and landed beside me, inadvertently making my eye circles red.

"Let's fight."

The indifferent voice resounded through the sky, Song Qiyuan had already withdrawn Cang Jue at this time, and his two hands quickly danced in mid-air to form a seal.

The four stone pillars around the altar seemed to respond to Song Qiyuan's voice, the lines on them lit up one after another, and then thousands of light threads were shot out to quickly weave a closed cage above and around the altar, trapping Suzaku and me together. In the middle.

After doing all this, Song Qiyuan fell back to the ground, the smile on his face became wider and wider, but I only felt chills all over my body.

"The battle of trapped beasts, the murder of gods and beasts, should only be a big show that I, Song Qiyuan, gave to all the immortals."

Every word he said hit my heart hard, hitting the nerves that I thought were tough.

His tone, expression, resentment in his eyes and casual smile.

Everything feels strange to me, this is not the protagonist I created, he is not the Song Qiyuan I created.

Why did he become like this?

Is it because of the plot I arranged?