Lin Qingfeng took a deep breath, his cultivation had been abandoned for too long, and he suddenly moved his hand, and his body was really a little stiff...

If you say it's a warm-up, the price you pay is too great, and it's gratifying that you are gradually regaining the feeling of fighting before.

But his injuries are no longer enough to fight for a long time, and now he must run with the child, Lin Qingfeng looked deeply in another direction, where is the Yaoya realm...

His eyes swept around, and there were many eyes staring at his position, afraid that it was the other members of the Sixteen Ming Dao, but why didn't the demon king of Qingyue Palace come yet, and the movement was so big, he didn't react?

With a flash of thought, Lin Qingfeng glanced at Mu Shan and the Red Molten God, and said to Lei Yan in the distance:

"Prepare to go, go back to the Yaoya Realm. ”

"Good. ”

It took two or three breaths for Lin Qingfeng to receive Lei Yan's reply, and it was not easy to deal with him if he wanted to, after all, the accumulation of time was still there.

Although it didn't take long, the body of the Red Molten God slowly took it back...

"Come on... Let's move on..."

Lin Qingfeng said lightly, you must know that what he meant was not to run, but to solve it quickly and then go home...

Next, Lin Qingfeng's movements were even more fierce I don't know how many times, one person pressed Mu Shan and Chi Rong Shen to fight, and he didn't add any more injuries, but the two of them continued to accumulate injuries.

Lin Qingfeng used out the Wanhua Immortal, and the Wanhua Immortal at this time was no longer just turning into a torrent at the beginning, but each carrying ten thousand sword techniques and sword intent...

From time to time, the sword light shot up into the sky, slicing the stars, and the magma armor of the Red Molten God was also stripped away, revealing its original appearance.

Lin Qingfeng used Wanhua Immortal as a cover, broke through the light of the stone mirror, approached Mu Shan, and the light of his palm was generous, and he pushed it out with one palm.

And this palm was more like a collection of avenue momentum, the starry sky trembled, and the red melt god on the side was overwhelmed, and even coughed up blood.

Mu Shan knew that he couldn't block this move, and in anger and grievance, he pushed his stone mirror over, wanting to use it to resist.

Mu Shan's self-confidence comes from the creation of a stone mirror, combining countless ancient strange stones and metals, and even a branch of the Demon King Ancestor.

The hardness of the Light Wheel Stone Mirror can compete with the Heavenly Rank Spirit Weapon, but...

Lin Qingfeng slapped his palm, and after hitting the stone mirror, Mu Shan's expression also changed to shock and even fear...

"Click..."

The sound of shattering came immediately, and he saw that the stone mirror was densely covered with cracks, Lin Qingfeng took a deep look at the stone mirror and muttered:

"It didn't break..."

After hearing this, Mu Shan was even more angry and wanted to vomit blood, but how could Lin Qingfeng give him that time to be sad and angry, and with another palm, he also drove the Great Dao and made the starry sky tremble.

And this slap hit Mu Shan's body, Mu Shan's body was like glass full of cracks, and he himself vomited blood and fell into the starry sky.

Lin Qingfeng didn't go after him, he knew that with this palm, even if Mu Shan didn't die, he would have to raise it for 1,800 years to recover, and at that time, Mu Shan was just an ant in his eyes.

Lin Qingfeng turned to face the Red Melting God, the Red Melting God's face turned pale, you must know that one step at a time, he can't even beat Mu Shan, not to mention Lin Qingfeng who defeated Mu Shan...

But Lin Qingfeng looked at him with pity, as if to say, I will spare your life...

The Red Melting God was stunned for a moment, turning from fear to anger, his expression was hideous, and he roared: "Qingxian!"

As soon as the words fell, the Red Molten God burst out all his huge aura, forming magma, and as far as the eye could see, the starry sky turned red...

But all this is just the struggle of the Eight Heavens of the Ming Dao, Lin Qingfeng took a deep breath and said softly:

"Nine songs..."

"Whew~"

The sound of the wind passed softly, and all the magma disappeared, and the Red Molten God... It also turned into a shred piece of meat.

Lin Qingfeng looked at the Red Melting God deeply, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he muttered softly:

"It's worthy of being a Shinto monk, so you won't be able to die, but when you recover, you don't know that it will be the Year of the Monkey..."

After that, Lin Qingfeng looked at Lei Yan's battle circle from afar, only to hear a loud shout resounding through the starry sky:

"Ben Thunder Sixth Style!"

With the thunder and generosity, the ghost's aura is getting weaker and weaker...

After a few flashes of thunder, Lei Yan appeared in front of Lin Qingfeng, at this time, Lei Yan was injured, and there were several wounds with black blood, obviously poisoned.

"Are you okay?" Lin Qingfeng looked at Lei Yan's injuries solemnly, and handed out the medicine bottle at the same time.

After Lei Yan swallowed the pill, he said viciously: "It's okay! It's so difficult to beat a day taller than me!

Lin Qingfeng smiled, and then said, "Let's go back quickly, that demon king doesn't know why he hasn't appeared yet." ”

Seeing Lei Yan nodding, when Lin Qingfeng and the others were about to leave, the hairs on their backs suddenly stood up...

"Junior..."

A long, indifferent voice suddenly sounded, and at the same time, a branch fell from the sky.

Lei Yan and Lin Qingfeng's pupils shrank, and they burst into cheers:

"Nine songs!"

"Six Styles!"

However, their spell only made the branch slightly splash with debris, and it still came at the two of them with unparalleled pressure.

"Ten Thousand Immortals!"

"Collapse!"

Those two are also Tianjiao, not to mention the means, they have a lot of combat experience, and after being slightly afraid, they continue to use other means.

Ten thousand swords were still shattered one by one, turning into aura, which could easily shatter the fist mark of the Suguang Realm.

The branch arrived in front of them in a blink of an eye, Lin Qingfeng and the others spurted out a mouthful of blood, and they were beaten back by the branches, and the two smashed deep into the stars.

At the moment when that terrifying aura relaxed, two figures suddenly flew out from the shattered star debris, it was Lin Qingfeng and Lei Yan.

The injuries of the two of them can be said to be fatal, Lin Qingfeng held Lin Xiao with both hands, because at that moment, the spatial spirit weapon was shattered, fortunately, Lin Qingfeng protected the baby in time.

The two of them fled desperately, their expressions hideous, and at this moment, the breath said in surprise:

"It turned out to be the beginning?!"

And Lin Qingfeng and Lei Yan didn't have time to be shocked, because that breath seemed to have made up their minds, and another branch attacked.

The eyes of the two showed anxiety and unwillingness, and at this moment a giant palm suddenly fell, changing the trajectory of the branches, and only one voice was heard saying:

"The predecessor of the demon king, you have to forgive and forgive!"

"The eleventh elder of the Zhao family...", the voice responded indifferently.

Lin Qingfeng's expression moved, he looked in a direction gratefully, and Lei Yan quickly fled, and the aura also gave up the pursuit and said coldly:

"Qingyue Palace! Desperately stop them!"

......

A day later, Lin Qingfeng and Lei Yan rushed bloodily, killing countless enemies along the way, and they were about to be unable to support them, but the Yaoya Realm was ahead!

However, what they had been fearing finally happened, and the demon king finally appeared, appearing behind them with monstrous pressure...