On the wasteland at night, Hua Feihua stood not far from her sister-in-law, looking at Xiao Xiu who was driven away, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but show a little smile.

"Whew!"

Finding that the wind and clouds were surging, Ji Fan's figure appeared, and Hua Feihua had some guesses about his return to the starfall point.

Ji Fan, who had taken the things of the seven monks, had already done a simple sorting of the items before he came back.

Originally, Ji Fan planned to find some useful cultivation resources for his sister-in-law, but he didn't expect to get two good things, including anklets.

At this time, the sister-in-law sitting on the wasteland, the blazing ancient spiritual breath that Shaoshang put on her right hand has begun to slowly return to the dantian, and the faint spiritual breath on her body is gradually beginning to change.

"There are many monks in this wasteland, a handful of them. Hua Feihua smiled at Ji Fan.

"If you don't have a little strength, you can't act in this wasteland, and at the very least, you have to be a monk of the Xuan Period. Ji Fan's face was quite calm.

"This is also the periphery of the Flying Star Wasteland, if you go deeper, I'm afraid the monks of the Xuan Dynasty won't be able to enter, right?" Hua Feihua was relaxed on the surface, but she didn't dare to be careless in her heart.

"It seems so, let's go slowly, don't rush. Ji Fan looked at the starry sky.

Hua Feihua can be sure of one thing, if she slowly walks into the depths of the Flying Star Wasteland, her sister-in-law will definitely be able to benefit gradually.

Ji Fan released a folding fan and inserted it into his belt.

"Even if the master carries a fan, it is not related to elegance. Hua Feihua could see that the fan that Ji Fan took out was an ancient treasure.

Ji Fan didn't show any urgency or urging, but it didn't take long for the sister-in-law who had stabilized her ancient aura to get up.

"In this storage bag, there is an umbrella and some low-grade spirit stones, you can use it. Ji Fan threw a storage bag to the bald sister-in-law.

"A magic weapon?"

The sister-in-law who had checked the storage bag looked very surprised, although she knew that Ji Fan was very strong, but she didn't expect to get the reward so quickly.

In Ji Fan's eyes, the magic weapon of the umbrella may not be nothing, but for the sister-in-law's cultivation, it is a rare thing at this stage.

Although Ji Fan didn't say anything, Hua Feihua could realize that she couldn't give anything to her sister-in-law in the future.

Not only that, Hua Feihua also discovered that Ji Fan, who was wearing a wide gray robe, did not put away the two black knives.

The sister-in-law is more aware of her own dantian, and wants to re-present the previous situation of condensing the Xuanjing.

However, after being interrupted by Ji Fan, who was about to enter the Xuanxuan period before, it was difficult for the sister-in-law to recover the state of cyclone compression in a short time.

"Are you in such a hurry to enter the Mystery Period?"

Hua Feihua obviously noticed that her sister-in-law was secretly adjusting her internal breath, and said to her coldly.

The cold wind was blowing, Ji Fan walked very calmly, but the sister-in-law was getting more and more difficult, and the gravity was subtly changing, making her gradually struggling, and her muscles were sore and she was no longer tired.

"How far have you come, according to your way of walking and speed, will you let the master go with you to the heavens?" Hua Feihua chatted with the sister-in-law.

Hearing Hua Feihua's words, Ji Fan showed a smile and stopped after walking a few steps.

"Let's get used to it. ”

Although Hua Feihua was not angry, she did not force her sister-in-law.

"Whew!"

The light in the distance seemed to flicker with the wind, and the speed was so fast that Hua Feihua's eyes were condensed.

"I found it pretty quickly. ”

Ji Fan smiled, and his mood seemed to be quite good.

"Master, did you do something before?"

Hua Feihua looked at Ji Fan with a strange expression, and couldn't help but guess.

Not long after Hua Feihua's words fell, the flickering brilliance had stopped at Ji Fan's place five feet away.

On top of an ancient sword, the black-robed old man took the girl with the shoes on, and looked at Ji Fan condescendingly.

"Feathering Monk in the Early Stage?"

Hua Feihua noticed the old man's eyebrows and whispered.

In fact, at first glance, the old man's eyebrows and soul were not unusual, but Hua Feihua could detect the feathering immortal seal he planted.

"No wonder I found it so quickly. ”

Ji Fan glanced at the black-robed old man in mid-air, and rubbed two small black knives with both hands.

The black-robed old man who couldn't find Ji Fan's cultivation gradually changed the cold color on his face.

"If it's delivered to the door, I'll leave it alone. ”

Ji Fan held the black knife in his right hand, and probed not far in front of him, with a malicious smile.

"It's not for you to come down, it's for you to put everything here. Regarding the fall of the old man's sword, Ji Fan's dissatisfied voice was like a anxious old man who didn't open his mind.

"You look at it, this may be a bit of a reference for the direction you will take after feathering. Just as the black-robed old man frowned, Ji Fan had the intention of reminding Hua Feihua.

"Whew!"

Seeing Ji Fan's right foot kicking on the ground, his body fluttering towards the black-robed old man with the sword, Hua Feihua didn't feel any impact.

"Ryo!"

Compared with Ji Fan's drifting, the black-robed old man did not retreat but advanced, and stepped out from the flying sword, which actually provoked a ring of starlight shockwaves, causing a flying star wasteland to tremble.

The two kitchen knives blocked, and Hua Feihua, who protected the sister-in-law behind her, was surging with blood, like a curtain barrier.

Hua Feihua, who didn't have a chance to speak, looked frightened, as if frozen.

What frightened Hua Feihua was that the old man's power was so strong, it was likely that he had surpassed the level of the peak powerhouse of the same level, and then she couldn't determine whether it was a title, peerless, or a strong person against the sky.

At least the strength of the old man is not something that Hua Feihua can deal with.

However, in the face of the starburst aura shock wave stepped out by the black-robed old man, Ji Fan took out the knife quite slowly, and the blade that slashed upwards was like a fine line, it was this simple and unpretentious blade, but it made the heavens and the earth lose their color.

"Wow!"

The fine line blade tore apart the shockwave of the Starburst Aura like a picture scroll, and slashed at the black-robed old man in silence like time and space.

The black-robed old man's body froze, and the essence light that could pass through his body was horizontally emitting dense filaments, spreading to the old man's whole body.

The blood light curtain barrier that didn't wait for Hua Feihua couldn't hold on, and the power of the old man's impact began to slowly collapse.

"I'll pick it for you. ”

The old man's right hand seemed to want to touch his neck, but the ring he was wearing, the gap between the distance, seemed to have become a distance that was difficult to reach even to death, but it was taken by Ji Fan, who stepped forward gently.

The old man who was invaded by the silk almost had his eyes left, and he was not affected by the dense silk emitted by the sword light.

Ji Fan's blade is not a shocking lightning, nor is it a long rainbow moving the sky, but the slash at that moment seems to make people fall into it and can't extricate themselves.

"Wow!"

When Ji Fan touched all the things on the black-robed old man's body, the slashing light that the old man's upper body pulled out obliquely had already converged the filaments that densely filled his body, and slowly poured out of the slashing light.

"Click! Click!"

Seeing that the old man in the black robe seemed to be petrified, and the dried corpse was shattered piece by piece, and Ji Fan grabbed the old man's two eyeballs in his hand, Hua Feihua was a little relieved.

Although she didn't find that Ji Fan's slash affected the girl on the ancient sword, she had already fallen from the ancient sword and completely lost consciousness.

Ji Fan, who held two eyeballs slightly, also took the ancient sword in his hand.

The old man's two eyes were floating in front of Ji Fan, looking at him like each other, which was extremely weird.

Twelve pieces of dead pupil power vortex appeared in Ji Fan's pair of spiritual eyes, pulling the brilliance of a pair of floating eyes.

Seeing that the old man's eyes were gradually drying up, the sister-in-law who was protected by Hua Feihua was still losing her mind.

Until the two eyeballs turned into ashes, Ji Fan sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.

Ji Fan, who had let Hua Feihua look at it before, didn't say too much, and for a long time, the monks around the wasteland who had eased up one after another slipped away.

Outside the Bihong Battle Platform, Ji Fan confronted the old man with wrinkled skin, and he didn't see Hua Feihua in the coffin pendant.

Hua Feihua, who also closed her eyes, recalled the situation when Ji Fan killed the old man just now, and she had a feeling of being stabbed for years.

After a long time, the sister-in-law also came to her senses, secretly swallowed the liquid, and before she knew it, the blazing ancient spiritual breath in her dantian had condensed a lot.

"It's too far off!"

What Hua Feihua sighed in her heart was the gap between the old man in the black robe and Ji Fan, not to mention herself.

Ji Fan's knife, Hua Feihua felt that it could not be called fragrant, but intense.

I don't know when, even the cold wind blowing towards Ji Fan and the three of them on the wasteland has eased.

"I sent myself and took the old man in, what do you think she will feel if she regains consciousness?" Ji Fan opened his slightly reddened eyes and looked at the girl who had fainted on the ground and lost her external consciousness.

"If she doesn't wake her up, she herself may not be willing to wake up, so she might as well let her sleep in this Flying Star Wasteland. Hua Feihua consulted Ji Fan's opinion.

Seeing that Ji Fan didn't say anything, Hua Feihua walked to the side of the fallen girl.

"Golden Burial Technique!"

I saw Hua Feihua's hands quickly form a magic seal, and one hand slapped it towards the rocky ground next to the girl.

"Buzz!"

The metallic breath in the rock formation on one side was slowly pumped out by Hua Feihua and drowned on the girl's body.

Unlike Ji Fan, who has no expression and is still conscious, the sister-in-law is like feeling something, and it is extremely difficult to breathe.

"Drowned!"

It was the first time that the sister-in-law had seen someone drowned alive in the increasingly strong metal breath, and as the metal became tough and heavy, she could think that the drowned girl could not breathe, nor did she have any space to move, and the metal block turned into this metal breath could hardly be broken from the inside.

After the metal block was completely formed, under the action of Hua Feihua's gold method, it continued to press out ripples and sank deep into the ancient stone formation.

If you change to a strong person, it is not difficult to break the golden burial technique, but the girl who can be drowned is just a monk in the fetal movement stage of the Dawn Realm, and what buried her is Hua Feihua in the early stage of feathering.

What the sister-in-law didn't know was that Hua Feihua's spells with six attributes also had a unique foundation, and Ji Fan even sensed the ancient stone stratum sunk by the golden burial technique, and confirmed that the buried people would not be blessed by misfortune and get any unexpected opportunities.

Ji Fan, who had obtained the memory of the black-robed old man's pupil power, glanced at the depths of the Flying Star Wasteland, still sitting still.