Yuan Fengqing's heart sank, and she didn't think much about it, she stretched out her hand and recited a trick to temporarily put Zi Yan into the magic ring, jumped out of the light mask, and pounced on the Mysterious Elder who was closest to her and the farthest away from the blood painting. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Feeling the wind in his back, he looked back, and saw that Yuan Fengqing automatically broke away from the black light mask, a cold joy flashed in his eyes, and he flew up, the flower shadow flashed in front of him, and he had turned around and pounced on Yuan Fengqing.

There was a sudden darkness in front of him, and Yuan Fengqing felt an extremely domineering cold aura rushing towards him, and hurriedly ran the "Lingyun Immortal Step" to turn around and fly back, while sacrificing the shark moon in his hand. The clear moon-like brilliance crossed the sky, illuminating the hall within a radius of ten miles, and also reflected the face of the fascination elder with a strange smile, and Yuan Fengqing, who flew out a hundred meters away, heard the clicking sound clearly, it was the sound of the cloth being torn, it was the moon!

After a pause in her heart, when Dingqing went to take a look, the broken shark moon was falling from the air in half, and the shark bead with the brilliance of the clear moon quickly flew into her sea of knowledge, and at the same time, the smiling face of the fascinated elder Yingying instantly approached her face, shocking her pale, I didn't expect this person's speed to be so fast.

In the middle of his thoughts, a cold and faint green fire rushed out from Yuan Fengqing's sea of knowledge, and rushed towards the face door of the Elder of the Lost Heart, and he was caught off guard, so frightened that his face changed slightly, and his body suddenly turned into a black mist and disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already a hundred meters away, and looked at Yuan Fengqing coldly and said, "Little girl, you are lucky, not only did you hide the fire spirit bead privately, but you also got the water spirit pearl, and then there is this nine shadows of fire, it is really a treasure." But don't you know the saying that the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty? ”

Hearing that he even recognized the Water Spirit Bead and the Nine Shadows Fire, Yuan Fengqing's eyes sank slightly, but he didn't speak.

On the other side of the main hall, the blood painting was in a scuffle with the two elders, Taichang and Baiyang, the wind was blowing, the air flow in the air was extremely chaotic, the hall was full of black mist flying everywhere, and the temperature was cold to freezing.

The sound of swishing continued to sound in the hall, and the palm wind and sword qi continued to cross the stone pillars in the hall, and the four stone pillars all left mottled and profound marks, which was shocking to see.

Yuan Fengqing heard a smack, a gust of wind brushed his ears, and hurriedly dodged to avoid it, and the rubble behind him splashed around, but it was the stone pillar that was crossed by a sword wind, and the stone pillar shook, as if it would collapse at any time.

As soon as she glanced back, she felt that the corners of her eyes were shining, and when she looked up, she once again sacrificed the magic weapon of the pink giant flower, and at this moment, the magic weapon turned into a huge man-eating flower again, and its head shrouded her.

With a tightening of his heart, Yuan Fengqing felt a powerful suction force coming from the flower buds, and his body almost flew towards the top of his head uncontrollably, and he had to fly back and fall back into the black light mask of the blood painting.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough, only to hear a bang above her head, and the black light mask shook three times, which was the result of being hit three times by the magic weapon of the pink flower, but the black light mask just shook and returned to normal, and the knot wall above her head did not leave even the slightest crack, which made the fascination elder angry, stared at a pair of eyes and withdrew the magic weapon, turned around and pounced on the blood painting.

Yuan Fengqing watched the four figures slash through the hall like a black whirlwind, but she couldn't help at all, no matter how worried she was, she didn't dare to forcibly break out of the light mask, after all, the difference between her and the three elders was not a first-order or two-order, any of them could kill themselves in an instant, if she didn't go out by herself, she would only become a burden to the blood painting, it was better to be honest.

But the speed of the four people in the hall was too fast, and the thick fog kept swirling, and it was not clear who was who at all, only a faint smell of blood could be faintly smelled coming out, and I didn't know if it was the blood of the blood painting or the blood of the three elders, which made Yuan Fengqing very worried.

Suddenly, she felt a flash of white light behind her, thinking that the Demon Dao had come to help again, her heart sank and hurriedly turned around, but she saw a young man in a moon-white robe silently leaning on a stone pillar behind him to look at herself, although he didn't say a word, the flashing light in her eyes made her feel the breath of danger, and she couldn't help but take two steps back, and looked back fixedly.

This young man's eyebrows are delicate and very eye-catching, but he looks too feminine, which makes people feel a lot less masculine.

After staring at them for a long time, Yuan Fengqing suddenly felt that this face was a little familiar, and when he thought about it carefully, it was actually the young man Fuqin in the pavilion in the main courtyard of Lingbo City in Beiya Demon City that day, at that time, he was looking at them from such a distance, neither the slightest surprise, nor did he intend to stop him, and he didn't know what the identity of this person was, why he could freely enter and leave the City Lord's Mansion in Beiya Demon City? And why is it here? What is his purpose? Could it be that the Lord of Limbo is also here?

While he was thinking about it, he heard the young man suddenly ask, "Your friend is helping you stall for time, why don't you listen to him?" ”

Yuan Fengqing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what the blood painting had said before, and hurriedly looked at the Heavenly Demon Stone fifty meters behind him.

At this moment, the flickering blue brilliance in the Heavenly Demon Stone is getting fainter and fainter, almost unclear, it looks like the blood painting said, it is about to be invaded by the Netherworld Breath, although its magic power is powerful, if time can forcibly expel the Netherworld Qi in the body, but there is always a moment when the magic power is completely lost, and that moment is the breath that she needs to seize the Demon Spirit Bead. But at that time, the blood painting told her the news by using the sound transmission into the secret technique, why did this young man know so clearly?

With a pang in his heart, Yuan Fengqing frowned and asked, "Dare to ask if Your Excellency is an enemy or a friend?" ”

The young man raised his eyes to look at the battlefield on the other side of the blood painting, and then fell back to Yuan Fengqing, shook his head and said, "Neither friend nor friend, I'm just a bystander." ”

"You?" Yuan Fengqing didn't expect him to answer like this, he was a little stunned, but he didn't forget about seizing the Heavenly Demon Stone, and while observing the Heavenly Demon Stone, he was also careful to guard against this young man who suddenly appeared, I don't know who he is? Why are you here? Is it true that he is neither friend nor foe, as he claims?

Seeing that she was so defensive of herself, the young man sniffed, and a delicate smile appeared on his face and said, "You don't have to be so nervous, I said, I am not your enemy, nor your friend, I just want to ask your friend some very important things." ”

Want to ask about the blood painting? Although Yuan Fengqing didn't know whether his words were true or not, he didn't seem to be a threat for the time being, so he paused, nodded and didn't speak again.

As soon as the two of them were silent, the hall could only hear the various sounds of the blood painting and the fierce battle of the three elders, the sound of the wind, the applause, the fluttering of clothes and the light of the sword, as well as the various lights emitted by various magic weapons rushing into the sky, suddenly white and red, suddenly blue and black, which was dazzling.