Facing the cold eyes of the two, Yu Feifan felt that he had been seen through by them from top to bottom. After all, these two people were upper-level cultivators in the realm of evil, and Yu Feifan knew that he couldn't make a mistake, otherwise he would inevitably suffer a fatal blow.

"Qi senior, the junior was about to collect the bones of the demon dragon in the thunder pool, and suddenly a burst of extremely powerful demonic qi came from below and directly sucked the junior into the demon cave......" Yu Feifan briefly said the countermeasure in his heart, of course, he did not mention that he was devoured by the demon dragon and received the thunder Dao seed.

"According to you, most of this demon dragon skeleton has been swallowed up by the demon cave, and this only bit of bone is also desperately protected by you. Fu Mozi sneered, obviously he didn't believe Yu Feifan's words at all.

"That's true!" Yu Feifan said firmly, looking directly into the other party's eyes.

"Haha, Yu Xiaoyou doesn't have to be like this, I naturally believe your words......" Then Fu Mozi's lips moved slightly, as if he said something, Yu Feifan couldn't hear it, he seemed to feel a tingling pain in the sea of consciousness, and then his hearing became blurred, and his eyes that had always been bright began to slowly blur.

"Where are the remaining demon dragon bones?" Fu Mozi's voice suddenly became clearer again, but Yu Feifan's expression became in a trance, his eyes were glazed, and he replied mechanically: "Swallowed by the demon-wind-devoured-." His voice was long and slow.

"How did you escape?"

"Rely on the power of Long Yuan. ”

"Long Yuan, you said Long Yuan, where is Long Yuan?"

"It's among the remaining dragon bones. Yu Feifan's voice was still very slow, but it sounded like a thunderbolt on a sunny day in Xuan Ku. Long Yuan is equivalent to a golden pill-like existence among the Terran monks. With this thing, you can further understand the secrets of Jindan. No one will resist such a great temptation.

Xuan Ku was even more so, so almost as soon as Yu Feifan's words fell, Xuan Ku opened his mouth and squirted, and a purple flame erupted from his abdomen, and then a small purple sword flew out immediately.

The small sword grew larger in the wind, purple flames attached to the sword body, and a destructive aura suddenly spread from the long sword.

This is the biggest killer feature of Xuan Ku, Yu Feifan looks confused, but his heart is clear and abnormal. He was not controlled by Fu Mozi's magic from the beginning, and the spell that entered his body was completely suppressed by him with Hua Yuan Ding the moment Fu Mozi cast the spell.

He deliberately pretended to be controlled by a spell, and then told the secret of the so-called Long Yuan, the purpose of which was to make Xuan Ku absolutely believe that Long Yuan had fallen into the hands of Fu Mozi. In this way, the two must be immortal.

Sure enough, Fu Mozi wanted to explain something, but when he saw Xuan Ku using his natal supernatural powers, he could no longer remain calm. The black robe swung a magic dragon spear released from the body, and as soon as the gun was released, it immediately split into nine, and the tips of the nine spears were together, spinning like a spinning top and running towards the purple long sword.

Watching the two of them strike an astonishing blow, Yu Feifan now understood why Xuan Ying and Feng Li didn't dare to disobey the orders of the two. Their methods have already reached the point of killing the terrifying existence of the same level, and I am afraid that even the left devil would not dare to resist the two in front of him.

The spears and swords clashed, and in just an instant, the two had already experienced dozens of change attacks. It seems that Xuanku's long sword has the upper hand slightly, but it is not easy to defeat the demon dragon spear of Fu Mako.

"Fu Mozi handed over Long Yuan to me, and the bones will be yours. Xuan Ku said loudly while controlling the flying sword.

Fu Mozi had some doubts in his heart, although he didn't examine the bones carefully, he didn't feel the existence of Long Yuan from them. "Could it be that he didn't find it by hiding inside, or is it ......" Although he thought of the possibility that Yu Feifan was lying, he was very unsure, a mere Guiyuan Realm monk could not escape his pupil spell.

What's more, Xuan Ku had already moved the real fire, and he didn't have a chance to explain at all.

"Xuan Ku, you really think I'm afraid of you. Fu Mozi shouted angrily, and with a thunderclap, he remembered that the thunder dragon cone was released by him.

Xuan Ku naturally did not show weakness, and also released the Thunder Dragon Hammer.

All of a sudden, thunder struck over the thunder pool, and all kinds of spiritual lights flashed alternately, and every moment concealed a deadly killing machine.

Even so, neither of them had any intention of summoning Fengli and Xuanying, Yu Feifan's eyes faded a lot, and on his hanging right hand, the elite clear ring flickered with a faint light.

After a violent blow, the figures of the two flashed again. Yu Feifan saw that Fu Mozi's robe was damaged a lot, and obviously suffered some hidden losses, but Xuan Ku was not much better, and his originally neat hair was much messier at this time.

"Do you really want to make a judgment of life and death?" Fu Mozi's eyes were full of demonic energy, and he seemed to be in a state of madness.

"Hmph, the old man has this intention!" For the sake of Long Yuanxuan, he also used the power of True Yuan, and at this time, the flames on his body were rolling, and he looked like he was consuming True Yuan. A magic trick hit the purple fire sword hovering overhead, and the long sword turned into two and two into three, which turned out to be the sword light differentiation in the imperial sword technique.

Seeing that Xuan Ku had used his killing powers, Fu Mozi naturally refused to show weakness, and suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of demon blood spurted out and hit the body of the spear, and the spear rolled and turned into a demon dragon with a head and tail. Majestic, like a real magic dragon in the world.

This blow of the two has already infused them with the power of the True Yuan, and it can also be said that this blow is probably going to be the winner. Fu Mozi was still very confident in his cultivation, and his expression was solemn at the demon dragon, "Go!" The demon dragon immediately shook his head and wagged his tail into the infinite sword qi.

The two of them were full of qi, and they were fully absorbed in this blow, and no one paid attention to Yu Feifan on the side. Or no one would really take a low-level monk controlled by a spell to heart.

Yu Feifan's originally misty eyes became completely clear at this time, sharp and indifferent, and returned to the usual divine light, where was there still a little bit of confusion.

He has been calculating the best time in his heart, this is the critical moment of whether he can get out of it, and there is no room for mistakes. And they can only succeed and not fail, otherwise these two people will only hate themselves on the spot when they hit them angrily.

Yu Feifan has also experienced countless lives and deaths, but life and death are life and death. One thought is life, one thought is death. Life and death are always a test of a monk's stamina, heart, and potential. A monk who has not experienced life and death is not a true monk after all.

Therefore, at this time, Yu Feifan's palms were clenched, the mana in his body was running to the extreme, and his spirit was tense to the extreme. He was looking for a fleeting moment, a moment when the two of them were at their weakest.

Almost at the moment when the demon dragon plunged into the sword light, Yu Feifan's eyes shrank suddenly, his brows moved, and his blank body finally moved.

A slender demonic aura instantly emanated from his palm, heading straight towards the back of Fu Mozi's head.

Fu Mozi was driving the Demon Dragon Spear to attack the sword light with all his heart, and his mind suddenly moved, and a danger rose from his heart. Almost subconsciously, he shifted his body to one side.

But that magic thread was like a light, and it appeared behind Fu Mozi in an instant.

A scream came from Fu Mozi's mouth, followed by Fu Mako's angry roar, and his right arm was neatly cut off.

Naturally, it was Yu Feifan who made the shot, and it was the golden spirit silk wrapped in that slender magic light. Fu Mozi was restrained by one move, and the demon dragon spear above his head could not resist the sword light in the sky. The battle between high-ranking monks was a matter of a moment, and the slightest mistake was enough to kill.

Seeing the sword light rushing towards him, Fu Mozi's face changed greatly, although he was extremely angry in his heart, he had nothing to do with Yu Feifan at this time.

After Yu Feifan succeeded in one blow, he didn't dare to hesitate, and with a flash of inspiration on his body, he flew towards the top of the thunder pool with a long sword.

Although Xuan Ku saw Yu Feifan's figure clearly, he didn't have time to pay attention to him at this time. He finally got a chance to kill Fu Mozi, so he naturally refused to give up easily.

What's more, he has great confidence in Yu Feifan that he can ambush him again, not only does he have his own mark in his body, but there is also a Xuan Ying above the pit.