The night breeze is cold, and under this purple light, it looks particularly solemn. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The young man in black, the purple air flow on his body rose to the sky, and his powerful power attracted the momentum of heaven and earth.

Yan Feng and Bai Mi are both concentrating on the momentum, this battle is a matter of the world, and it must not be lost!

"Upper!"

At this moment, Yan Feng was suddenly shocked, and the young man in black disappeared again.

Velocity... Faster than before!

Rumble!

Although Yan Feng judged the trajectory of the black-clothed boy's movements, he couldn't react at all, and subconsciously raised his sword.

The powerful force fell on the sword body of the Yan Feng Absolute Emperor in an instant, and with Bai Mi, one person and one wolf, under the strong force, broke the wind and landed.

Roar!!

The wolf roared and shook the sky, and Bai Mi spread his wings, desperately trying to freeze the falling figure.

Yan Feng leaned on the wolf's body, his brows condensed, and he couldn't stop coughing, but in an instant, his pupils shrank suddenly, and in front of his eyes, a pair of cold purple eyes appeared.

There is also a scimitar, slender and jet-black, with strange lines, all reflected in the eyes, and the knife stabbed towards the place of Yan Feng's heart.

"Yan boy!"

Bai Mi was roaring in his heart, but it was too late.

"You are very good, if you can reach the Nine Palaces, if you don't have the suppression of the Heavenly Beads, maybe you can be my opponent, but now... You can't. ”

"So... Go to hell. ”

The cold voice fell in Yan Feng's ears, and in an instant, it was the sound of a slender scimitar piercing the heart, plopping, plopping, the heart beating, filling the entire mind, roaring and reverberating.

"Brother!"

On the ground, the trapped Yan Yuyan, seeing the Yan Feng pierced through the heart by the scimitar above the sky, her eyes were red and cracked in an instant, tears flowed for a long time, and she screamed as if she was crazy, and on her body, colorful light flowed.

Around, a huge colorful skeleton man actually appeared out of thin air, and Yan Yuyan was in the heart of this colorful skeleton.

The skeleton appears and roars at the sky!

Rumble!

The huge skeletal hand took a picture of the black-clothed people beside him, these black-clothed people, there are hundred-year-old ghosts and immortals, and there are also Dongtian Nine Palaces, at this moment, under this palm, they have avoided one after another, lest one of them will be scattered without paying attention!

The slender, inky black scimitar was drawn from the heart of the harsh wind, and the blood on it swept past the tip of the knife.

The monstrous roar came from the white wolf, and finally slowed down his body, and the huge front paws suddenly swung towards the black-clothed young man, the black-clothed young man turned over, but his body appeared upside down on the wolf's head, a palm was imprinted on the top of the white wolf's head, and the purple light in the palm of his hand broke through, and a purple light shrouded Bai Mi entirely.

"Don't worry, Ben Shao won't kill you, Ben Shao said that you will be my spiritual pet. ”

The evil smile, at the corner of the black-clothed young man's mouth, a violent roar came from the purple light, but Bai Mi, under this purple light, couldn't move.

The heart kept shouting Yan Feng's name.

"Yan boy, are you listening to this king?!"

"Yan boy!"

"Yan boy!!"

But Yan Feng can't hear it...

Yan Feng's body, the ancient martial arts golden armor, turned into a little golden light and dispersed, the fire of Shura on his body also faded, his eyes were scattered, his body leaned back, falling from the sky, and the strong wind tore the clothes on his body.

Drip!

Drip!

Drip...

The sound of water dripping down in this empty darkness.

"Where is this...?" Yan Feng looked at the darkness around him, and looked down, and there were ripples on the water surface like a realm.

Thump!

A heavy heartbeat echoed in my ears.

Yan Feng's pupils shrank, and the world in front of him seemed to be ghosted, holding his chest and kneeling on the water, the ripples spread away, and a feeling of weakness and powerlessness came from his body one after another.

In his chest, blood flowed down and fell on the surface of the water, staining the entire surface of the water, dripping and falling into his ears.

"Why, why am I here... I shouldn't..."

His eyes trembled, and he looked around blankly, but at this time a voice sounded in his ears, and this voice was extremely familiar.

"I swear solemnly, one day, I will take you out, before the Three Realms and the world, with the sun and the moon as an oath, to marry you. ”

Cher!

My vow... Yan Feng raised his head slightly, I... I still have to save Xue'er, I still have to give Xue'er a wedding that shakes the Three Realms, and I have to wait for my child to be born!

I can't die... I can't die!

I can't fall!

Yan Feng's heart was implicit, and at this moment, a blood-colored light suddenly appeared in this darkness, at first a wisp, and then thousands of people, like the dawn of the first sun!

The severe wind that fell from the sky, at the mouth of the heart, blood beads appeared in an instant, and the blood-colored light flowed.

And around the Temple of Heaven, the Temple of Heaven at this moment, with a radius of more than ten zhang, are all red rich rivers, the chili water is surging, and the strong pungent smell is simply terrible.

The fat monk had two green onions in his nose, bright red, as red as if he had been cut hundreds of times, and the whole person was soaked in chili pepper water, and behind him, there were more than ten masked people, because their faces were covered, they couldn't see their expressions, and they couldn't help but sneeze desperately.

But guess and guess, it is estimated that these masked people are in the mood of dogs one by one.

What kind of trick is this, I've never seen one use chili water...

Glancing at the desperately sneezing people behind him, the fat monk smiled.

"Fortunately, Lord Buddha, I am witty, in addition to the chili water, I also prepared two green onions in advance!"

The fat monk turned his head and swam desperately towards the central Temple of Heaven, and at this time, he was only a few feet away from the beads in the center of the Temple of Heaven.

But at this moment, the figure of the old man named Zhao Qi appeared above the fat monk, his eyes were indifferent, and the powerful coercion fell on the fat monk in an instant, wanting to slap the fat monk to death with one palm.

"Mole..."

"Uncle you!" Before his hand could be patted, a long river of red pepper water sprayed towards him, and slapped it directly on his face, directly stunned the old man, and then came a hot pain on his face!

The fat monk shook the night white pot, then drilled his head into the chili water, and slammed it towards the center of the Temple of Heaven.

A handful grabbed the purple bead in the center of the Temple of Heaven.

"Hahaha, Buddha, my merits are immeasurable!"

"Let go of the palm of the pearl!"

The old man's face changed instantly, and he slapped the fat monk, but it was too late, the fat monk had already grabbed the bead and shook it suddenly.

In an instant, the purple enchantment that was originally expanding rapidly dissipated in an instant just as the beads were thrown away by the fat monk.

And the old man's palm wind also reached the fat monk at this moment, screaming like a pig, and the fat monk's round body was blown away hundreds of feet, rolling on the ground for dozens of times, and finally crashed into a white pillar before stopping.

"Damn it!"

Cold sweat flowed from the old man's forehead, and he hurriedly went in the direction of the fat monk throwing the beads, what he was afraid of was not the disappearance of the enchantment, but the anger of the young master!

He was afraid that the young man in black would be angry...!

Hundreds of feet away, the fat monk lay on the ground, soaked in chili water, red and red, completely motionless like a dead fish.

"Buddha, I'll just pretend to be dead like this..."

The fat monk blinked, the entire land was killing, the palm just now, the fat monk didn't have anything, you must know that it was a five-hundred-year-old ghost immortal, that is, the Nine Palace Realm, and there was no way to live under this palm.

Similarly, at the moment when the enchantment disappeared, Yan Feng, who had been falling, at the mouth of his heart, a blood-red light enveloped his entire body in an instant.

Yan Feng's eyes, slowly open!

At the same time, at the bottom of the East China Sea, which was tens of thousands of miles away, the blood-colored vortex was still flowing silently for eternity, and in the immortal city, the sound of the blood demon's wild laughter shook the entire immortal city.

"That's right, that's it! Enjoy it... The wonderful taste of having blood on your hands and slaughtering thousands of living beings!"

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