What's going on?!

Jiang Fei looked confused, he had just refined well, and just threw the medicinal herbs into it, the Nine Netherworld Fire at the bottom of the Baicao Ding suddenly went out. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Fei threw out a cloud of Nine Nether Flames again, acting on the bottom of the Baicao Ding.

As a result, the Nine Nether Flames burned well.

It's weird.

Just as Jiang Fei threw the medicinal herbs into it again, the fire was extinguished again.

At this time, Jiang Fei can be sure that the Nine Nether Flames will be extinguished. It is no accident, and the reason for this must be the problem of this hundred herbs.

"Humph! is just a hundred grass ding, and he dares to play tricks with the deity. I don't know how thick the sky is. “

Jiang Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, and a magic seal was punched out of his hand, and his soul came out of his body, and he actually drilled directly into the Baicao Ding.

Suddenly. The stars shifted, and another picture appeared.

Under the dim sky, there was a lot of smoke, and there were wars everywhere, and there were humans, gods, demons, and corpses scattered all over the place.

This is the age of mythology?

Jiang Fei was slightly surprised in his heart, but in the next second, all the pictures were distorted and reorganized, turning into a peaceful and prosperous world, with green mountains and green waters, men farming and women weaving, and life was leisurely.

In the distance, on the high mountain, there is a pavilion in which a middle-aged man is drinking alone.

His face was yellow, like a peasant who had been working in the fields for a long time, wearing sackcloth, not angry and arrogant, just sitting quietly, revealing the momentum of a superior person.

Jiang Fei flew over and sat directly opposite the middle-aged man.

"Who the hell are you?" Jiang Fei asked unceremoniously.

The reason why he questioned this person like this was because Jiang Fei sensed a vast and mysterious aura in this person, and Jiang Fei could confirm that this person had the aura of an emperor. Far from being mere mortals.

"Same question, I wanted to ask you first."

Jiang Fei smiled and said, "I am the Hell Demon Venerable, Jiang Fei is also." “

"Hell Demon Venerable?" The man's face was flat, then he shook his head and said, "I've never heard of you. “

Jiang Fei looked embarrassed, as a Hell Demon Venerable, he had been in the limelight for so long, and it was the first time he had said his name and was so despised.

"I'm from another universe called Immortal Demon."

The man laughed: "No wonder you have such a strong cultivator aura on your body, it turns out that you are from another universe." “

"What about you? Why does he have the aura of an emperor in his body? There are other indescribable momentums. “

"Me!" The man took a sip of muddy wine and said, "I'm just a mortal." He did a few good deeds, and the lucky people were called human gods. “

Jiang Fei's eyes flickered with stars, "Could it be that you are a human god, Emperor Yan?" “

The man nodded emphatically.

"As you say."

Jiang Fei thought about it carefully, and laughed out loud, after so many years, how could Emperor Yan still exist in the world?

The Yan Emperor in front of him is clearly the incarnation of the Baicao Ding Instrument Spirit.

"Don't pretend. Baicao Ding. You can't hide it from me.

The man's face suddenly became serious, and he said, "I'm not Baicaoding, I'm Emperor Yan." “

"Still pretending to be with me, you are clearly the spirit of the Baicao Ding Instrument, after following Emperor Yan for many years, you have gradually learned the breath on his body, and your appearance is clearly a conjure. It's just an illusion, if you want to deceive me Jiang Fei, it's impossible! “

Jiang Fei said sonorously and forcefully, and immediately pinched out a ball of Nine Netherworld Fire in the palm of his right hand, if this Hundred Grass Ding Instrument Spirit still refused to tell the truth, Jiang Fei would use the Nine Nether Fire to wipe out his spiritual wisdom.

The Nine Nether Flames come from hell and are the nemesis of all demon souls, even the Hundred Grass Ding Weapon Spirits, and they are no exception.

"I am the Yan Emperor."

Baicao Ding Instrument Spirit still refused to tell the truth.

Jiang Fei said, "Then I'll let you taste the power of these Nine Nether Flames now." “

As he spoke, Jiang Fei pressed the Nine Nether Flame in his hand towards the Hundred Grass Ding Weapon Spirit.

Feeling the scorching heat of the Nine Nether Flames, as well as its super devouring ability, the Hundred Grass Ding Instrument Spirit was shocked and took dozens of steps back.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"I, of course I want to subdue your Hundred Grass Ding Instrument Spirit and use it for my use."

"Don't think! I will never serve the two masters, except for Emperor Yan, I will never serve anyone else. “

"But Emperor Yan is dead."

"Even if Emperor Yan is dead, you are not worthy of being my master."

"Since you don't want to, then I'll fight until you do."

Jiang Feihu's body was shocked, and a violent purple flame instantly burned on his body, it was the Nine Nether Fire, his black pupils actually bloomed with purple demonic brilliance, revealing an evil aura in an instant.

"Demonic energy!"

Jiang Fei roared angrily, and the Nine Nether Flames shone brightly, and his whole body was boiling with black demonic energy.

The eyes of the Baicao Ding Instrument Spirit were full of consternation, and he said, "This demonic qi?!" You are not an ordinary cultivator. “

"It's only now that I can see it. Unfortunately, it was already late. Surrender to me. Otherwise, I will surely wipe you out. “

Baicao Ding said righteously: "I, Baicao Ding, will only serve Emperor Yan alone." Even if you obliterate me, I won't serve my life. “

"It's not up to you. I've never missed what the Hell Demon Lord wanted. “

Jiang Fei turned into a purple light and slaughtered out in an instant.

Originally, these skills. He couldn't use it, after all, his body was badly injured, however, now it was a clash of souls. Everything in the material world could not impose restrictions on the soul level at all, and Jiang Fei could naturally use the powerful supernatural powers in the past.

"Tianluo God and Demon Fist."

Jiang Fei threw a punch, and above the dim sky, a huge hole was instantly broken, as if the sky was cracked.

Immediately after, in the crack, a black fist actually smashed down, covering half of the sky.

This earth-shattering momentum makes people's hearts palpitate.

Baicao Ding Instrument Spirit did not admit it at all, his eyes were sharp, and he rushed forward. There is a charm of success if you don't succeed.

Jiang Fei said coldly: "It's really stupid. You think that with your strength, you can resist my Heavenly Luo God Demon Fist. Even the sky can't resist its power. Just a machine spirit, I want to resist. Act recklessly. “

The Hundred Grass Ding Instrument Spirit roared, "I said that I would never give in to you. Except for Emperor Yan, I will never serve anyone. If I can resist it, of course it's the best. If I can't resist it, my body will fall, and it will just break your desire to enslave me. “

This Baicao Ding Instrument Spirit is really loyal, unwilling to give in, and is actually willing to die, worthy of following Emperor Yan, this temperament is definitely comparable to very people.

However, Jiang Fei didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, as a Hell Demon Venerable, his power was monstrous, he could shake the heavens and the earth, and he would not allow others to refute it.

"Since you don't want to give in, then you will die for me."

"Wait!"

Suddenly, between heaven and earth, there was a vast and endless majesty sound.

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