Hongyi's voice was soft and seductive, and the sapphire could only be urged by her secret technique, and she didn't know that Ye Qiankun could urge this thing, so she concluded that Ye Qiankun would not refuse to participate in the creation.

Ye Qiankun sneered in his heart, at this time, Hongyi had unconsciously fallen into his palm.

And Ye Qiankun also needed to get out of trouble with the help of the hand in red clothes and leave this valley, so naturally he would not refuse.

"I can give it to you, but for the sake of insurance, I need to leave a ban on you to prevent you from playing tricks. Ye Qiankun deliberately made a hesitant look.

Not only did he not anger Hongyi, but it made Hongyi even more convinced that Ye Qiankun had no hole cards and could only use the ban to contain himself.

As for the prohibition, the blood in her body is strong, and she can completely suppress it in a short time, or even break it directly, so she is not afraid of what prohibition Ye Qiankun will leave on her.

Seeing the plan in the red clothes, Ye Qiankun concealed the joy in his heart, came to the front of the red clothes, and explored the state of the red clothes at this time, and he was really weak, and all the spiritual power in his body dried up.

After confirming that the red clothes had no power to resist at this time, Ye Qiankun directly picked up the slave seal, and suddenly a purple light flashed, and the slave seal fell into the center of the red clothes' eyebrows.

At first, the red clothes looked calm, but when this seal was integrated, the confident color on her face dissipated, and even after her strong bloodline confronted the slave seal, she couldn't suppress it, and could only divide it evenly and check and balance each other.

"You dare to use the slave seal!" the red-clothed pretty face was as cold as frost and snow, and when the surrender implied by the slave seal was about to control her mind, she naturally felt it.

In any case, she couldn't have imagined that Ye Qiankun was not leaving a ban in his body, but wanted to enslave himself directly.

This made her, who had always been arrogant, collapse immediately, and under the roar of her blood, she suddenly suppressed the slave mark in her body and slapped Ye Qiankun with a slap.

Syllable!

Ye Qiankun grabbed the little hand of the red clothes tightly, and the red clothes at this time could not use their spiritual power, and naturally they couldn't make waves in Ye Qiankun's hands.

It's just that Ye Qiankun was shocked in his heart, this is the first time that the slave seal has failed, and the red clothes can attack him against his will.

The bloodline of the red cloth was really strong, and it faintly suppressed the slave seal for several breaths, but what he got in exchange for it was a backlash.

A heart-piercing pain hit his heart, and the red clothes fell to the ground, and his voice screamed in pain.

Under the backlash of the slave seal, she no longer had the strength to resist, and fell to the ground without a trace of strength.

Hongyi looked helpless, Ye Qiankun felt a little pitiful in his heart, so he returned the sapphire to her.

After taking the sapphire, the red clothes looked slightly cold, as if she wanted to do it, but in the end, her eyes dimmed, her pretty face was slightly bitter, and the taste of backlash before was not pleasant.

"I hope you don't let me know who you are, or when I lift the slave seal, I will die with you. Hongyi gritted his teeth, and a pair of phoenix eyes stared at Ye Qiankun fiercely.

Ye Qiankun didn't pay attention to her verbal threats at all, and came to her with a condescending look, with the same threat in his tone, "Now that you are under my control, I hope you can see the situation in front of you clearly." ”

Ye Qiankun was secretly proud, thinking that you still looked down on me when we met for the first time, but in just half a year, it didn't fall into my hands.

Hongyi immediately snorted coldly, his cold eyes swept towards Ye Qiankun, and then said indifferently: "Give me the spiritual power, and I will take you out of here." ”

At this time, Ye Qiankun was not worried about what tricks Hongyi could play, and transferred his spiritual power to Hongyi through the palm of his hand.

After the red clothes had spiritual power, a pair of red folding mechanical wings appeared behind her, and as the wings waved, her figure slowly flew upwards.

Seeing that the wings of the red clothes needed to constantly consume spiritual power, Ye Qiankun vaguely guessed why she saved her life.

Whether she is leaving or fighting for creation, she must need sufficient spiritual power, but in her current situation, it will take at least two or three days to recover.

How many days has Ye Qiankun opened in the Immortal Fall Land Ye Qiankun is not clear, but there must not be so much time to waste, and it is not just the two of them who are staring at the core creation now.

When the red-clothed feet left the ground and were about to fly off the ground, Ye Qiankun grabbed her slender waist and followed her and flew off the ground.

The red-clothed little man has a slender waist and a soft back, Ye Qiankun didn't know why, he was faintly jealous in his heart, and he didn't know which kid would be cheaper in the future.

The red-clothed Dai frowned slightly, but she didn't say anything, if she hadn't sent someone under the fence now, she would definitely have to cut off Ye Qiankun's hand.

Sou!

Although the wings of the red clothes were small, they flew fast, and they could fly tens of meters with every breath, and soon they flew out of the valley and came to the halfway up the mountain.

Just as Ye Qiankun and the red-clothed two were hurrying, on the four peaks in the core area, more than a dozen disciples of the four major sects who were in retreat and cultivating also came out one after another.

In the Sword Pole Sect, Chen Xiaofeng is extremely talented, and his gain in this retreat is also the greatest, not only did he get more than a dozen medium-grade immortals, but his physique was improved to the real product.

Even his cultivation was due to the evolution of his physique, and the spiritual power fluctuations that faintly erupted from his body were far more than those of Zhang Zhen and the others at the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period.

On the other three peaks, the monks of the Qinglian Sect, the Snow Mountain Sect, and the Hanhai Sect came out one after another.

On the mountain peak occupied by the Qinglian Sect, a beautiful and elegant figure stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the countless peaks and peaks under his feet.

Her long hair hangs down like a waterfall, her whole body is snow-white, beautiful as a hibiscus out of the water, and she shoots a fairy, giving people a clear and ethereal, otherworldly feeling.

"Sister Xiyan, do we still want to go to this core place?" asked the petite girl with braided hair on the side.

The beautiful woman in front of her is called Ye Xiyan, and she is also the cousin of the Ye family and Aunt Ye Qiankun's family.

"Go. Ye Xiyan's long eyelashes blinked, her voice was calm and very gentle, her personality was the opposite of Ye Xishui, more mature and stable.

The mountain occupied by the Snow Mountain Sect is also the tallest and most upright of the four peaks in the core, and the Snow Mountain Sect has always paid attention to style in doing things, and likes to see the feeling of the mountains at a glance.

The representative of the Snow Mountain Sect this time was a young man named Chen Xuezhao, he was tall, wearing a white velvet robe, his hair was tied up high, the bridge of his nose was high, the heavenly court was full, and his aura was magnificent, and he had a great demeanor.

In his hand, he held a dark cyan scabbard, this sword is called Snow Wu, the sword is three feet long, after the sheath, the sword body is snow-white, so that the spiritual power is urged, and it can break out into a three-foot cold, which is extremely terrifying.

Chen Xuezhao looked at the center of the mountains from a distance from the top of the mountain, always with a calm and confident smile on his face.

"I don't know how many junjie will be folded under the snow black sword today. Chen Xuezhao greeted the wind with a heroic voice and gradually dispersed.

On the peak of Hanhaizong Mountain, a fat man in a blue robe had a treacherous smile on his face, he didn't look decent at all, he was holding a handful of copper coins in his hand, as if he didn't care about the smell of copper.

"Today, I Qin Qian, I have a big deal. ”