Chen Yifeng hit Tsing Yi and got a little blood, which was very dazzling. He sat quietly on the edge of an old stone not far from Black Mountain, outside with a hazy curtain of light supporting his body, isolating everything.

"Brother Chen!"

Jiang Fanxiao couldn't help but shout.

When he returned two years later, he was very happy to see his old friend again.

Chen Yifeng fell into a deep coma, and didn't seem to hear Jiang Fanxiao's words, he was still sitting in place, surrounded by dozens of strange figures. Those strange numbers seem to have been here for a long time. They wanted to attack Chen Yifeng, but they couldn't get close.

A hazy curtain of light cut everything off.

"Dong !!"

A black fist smashed over, and what appeared in front of Jiang Fanxiao was a pale face.

"Get out!"

Jiang Fanxiao drank cold drinks.

The neon immortal protector and the stone mirror overhead shine with immortal brilliance, illuminating everything around them. The stranger who stepped forward screamed, and was blown through on the spot. Its sturdy body quickly cracked open and turned into a puddle of black ash.

There is no doubt that the power of the artifact is terrifying.

But even so, these strange figures are still not afraid, and they rush forward fiercely and without fear of death. In this regard, Jiang Fanxiao naturally can't be stingy, now he is trying to kill people, and he wants to kill people very much.

While these people are not human at the moment, they are enough for him to vent his anger and murder.

"Boom!"

The stone mirror shook violently, and the rays of the gods rushed in all directions, sweeping towards the strange figures around them. The place was like a black rain of sand, and strange figures were blown to pieces, and debris flew everywhere.

However, despite this, more and more people are coming to kill them.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The black fist smashed into the void, shaking ten sides.

More and more blacks are appearing near this Black Mountain. They were all expressionless and silent as they moved. They are like an evil wind blowing through and you can't help but feel your scalp tingle.

"Before!"

"Before!"

"Before!"

Some of them were actually spewing black mist outward, and the Yin Qi was coming in and out of their mouths. Not only are they disgusting, but they are also very scary. Even the air around them is corroded and bursting.

"Get out of here!"

Jiang Fanxiao's eyes were cold.

He came here to find his old friend. Now he had seen Chen Yifeng, but he was blocked by these strange figures. How could he not be angry? He was like an angry lion king, with black hair dancing wildly and a great stone mirror.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

One by one, a strange figure in front of him fell, turning into black sand.

Like a savage dragon wrapped in lightning, he marched forward, holding an artifact like a sword and rushing forward, opening up a path to Chen Yifeng. The unparalleled pressure is immense, he protects his body with neon fairies, attacks and kills with stone mirrors, and is unstoppable, cutting off one blocker after another.

"Poof!"

When another black man was shattered by him, he appeared in front of Chen Yifeng.

"Brother Chen!"

He shouted.

However, to his disappointment, Chen Yifeng still hasn't woken up and seems to be closing the door to find out the truth. He doesn't know everything out there. seemed to know that Jiang Fanxiao had no malicious intent, and the screen outside Chen Yifeng did not stop him from approaching. As he approached, the hazy curtain of light disappeared on its own.

"It's ......"

Jiang Fanxiao stared at a piece of green wood on Chen Yifeng's chest, flashing with a faint light.

This brilliance is exactly the same as the light curtain used to protect Chen Yifeng. Jiang Fanxiao swept it with divine knowledge, but he didn't find anything special about it. It seems like it's not even a work of art. He didn't think much about this, held Chen Yifeng with one hand, and turned directly to the route.

"Before!"

"Before!"

"Before!"

Dozens of strange figures appeared in front of them, each spewing out a thick black mist.

These black mist were terrifying, containing an astonishing corrosiveness that even the ancient kings of the Three Qing Dynasty could not resist. However, Jiang Fanxiao didn't care at all. His eyes were open, and the hiding protected him. He walked straight forward.

"Get out!"

Ten square characters shook on the stone mirror overhead, shattering a dozen numbers on the spot.

With a slight breeze, he rushed out of the forest of death like lightning.

"Boom!"

However, in the next moment, his whole body trembled, and there was no trace of severe pain in his eyes.

There was a sudden wave of fear behind him. Jiang Fanxiao was cold and turned around vigorously. He looked behind him with his eyes, looking at this strange and mysterious black mountain.

"What's that?!"

In an instant, his whole body trembled again, and he became cold from head to toe.

The Black Stone Mountain stood in front of it, as if it had been infected with ink, and its whole body was pitch black. Through a small crack above, Jiang Fanxiao caught a glimpse of this scene. During this time, chaos and mist welled up in the heart, and a bloody coffin floated in the middle, as if it were an incomparably fierce beast that could devour everything.

"Boom!"

Looking at it, Jiang Fanxiao trembled severely, and his heart seemed to be pinched.

"That's... What the

He had some heart palpitations.

At a glance, he could see that his eyes felt a sharp pain, and his eyes were directly closed. But he wouldn't forget that the blood coffin was all too familiar, almost exactly like the one summoned by Yinzi.

"What's the matter, how did you end up here, this ......"

He was a little shocked.

All around, strange shadows reappeared, this time hundreds more. Some spewed black mist in a huff, some directly swung their hard iron fists to break the void, and some even rushed up like an iron shell.

"Get out!"

Jiang Fanxiao drank cold drinks.

He no longer cared about the stone mountain behind him, but walked straight towards the route. Stone mirrors dangled overhead, sweeping the light of war all over the sky. Life opens up a passage to dispel the black fog around it.

"Whoosh!"

He and Chen Yifeng wrapped Shenhua together, turned into a bolt of lightning, and rushed forward.

His speed was undoubtedly very fast, with only a few dozen breaths. He defends himself with neon immortality and opens the way with a stone mirror. He rushed out of the place unscathed, escaping from the dead Jedi.

Standing in the open area, his eyes were filled with a faint golden glow.

"Hallucinations? Damn coffin... Why are you ...... here?"

He whispered to himself.

Looking at the Death Forest that was once again covered in black fog, Jiang Fanxiao finally felt the horror of this place. An underlying intuition told him that this place was far more terrifying than mass graves and ghost graves.

The cold wind blows from afar and passes slowly.

"Forget it. ”

He finally shook his head.

He has nothing to do with this place, whether it's scary or mysterious.

"Buzz!"

He stretched out his right hand, tore open the gap in front of him, and walked in.

After ten consecutive space jumps, he appeared in the Immortal Mountain where the Ye family was located. According to the past, no one stopped, he was wrapped in divine power Chen Yifeng, and appeared inside the Ye family in a slight flash.

"Fan Xiao!"

The Immortal Moon Dance was the first to come out and hold Ye Xueyuan's hand.