The little witch Yan Fanrou's arm was grabbed by the Pengtian Divine Venerable, and she was struggling desperately, her slightly immature cheeks were red from anger, looking at me and grinning incessantly, looking at me like that, she wanted to eat me alive.

Where does Pengtian Divine Venerable dare to let go, the Immortal Domain's supreme treasure Summoning Spirit Candle has fallen into my hands, and at this moment there is a Divine Venerable powerhouse beside me, who wants to take the treasure back from my hands, it is simply impossible, how dare she let the young master of the Immortal Domain, Yan Fanrou, who is regarded as her granddaughter, rush over, and if the Summoning Spirit Candle is lost, she may be able to get forgiveness from the domain master, if the young master has any mistakes, I am afraid that there are ten lives, and it is not enough for him to compensate.

Yan Fanrou struggled for a long time, and finally calmed down under the persuasion of Pengtian Divine Venerable, but her eyes were still like knives when she looked at me, she was obviously really angry this time, looking at me and gritting her teeth and saying, "Zhao Lianfan!" I really can't see that you're just a thief, a thief...... Not...... Shameless scum! ”

I suddenly stumbled, this girl's scolding level is really ordinary, not only can not raise the slightest anger, but I feel a little funny in my heart, Yan Fanrou saw the corners of my mouth trembling, desperately holding back the laughter, suddenly stopped, his eyes were slightly red and looked at Peng Tian Shenzun and said: "Grandpa Pengtian, this Zhao Lianfan is really too hateful, can you help me kill him, if my father knows that I lost the spirit candle, he will definitely beat my ass......"

When I heard this, my heart moved, what kind of treasure is this spirit candle, and it can actually make Yan Fanrou's father beat his baby daughter for it? It seems that Pengtian Divine Venerable said that it is the supreme treasure of the Immortal Domain, which is not false at all, Zhao Yan, who was standing next to me, also looked at me with a puzzled look when he heard these words.

Pengtian Shenzun smiled bitterly, and said helplessly: "Young Master, it is impossible to kill him again at this time, there is also a Divine Venerable strong man by his side, and his strength is above me, if I leave the young master's side, I am worried that he will make a move on the young master......"

"However, this Phantom Mist Array won't last long, and without the Spirit Summoning Candle, how can we fight against the tens of millions of monks in the Immortal Realm......"

Yan Fanrou was only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, and in a hurry, she actually said such an important information directly, and when Peng Tian Shenzun wanted to stop it, it was too late, and in the end she could only shake her head and sigh.

Yan Fanrou also knew that she had broken into the goods in a hurry, and suddenly became at a loss, her face was full of chagrin, but when her eyes fell on me, her eyes immediately became sharp, and with a shake of her hands, the Sky Shattering Hammer immediately appeared in her hand, looking at me and saying angrily: "It's all you!" It's all you, you scoundrel, I'm going to stone you to death right now! ”

I was helpless, it seemed that she was determined to throw this pot to me.

After Yan Fanrou said this, she was about to rush over and kill me, but fortunately, Peng Tianshenzun's eyes were quick, so he quickly grabbed her, and said hurriedly: "Young master, now is not the time to be rash, this fog is about to dissipate, the number of people in the fairy world is much more than ours, we can only retreat into the spirit return array first, maybe we can resist one or two, in case there is anything wrong with the cross-border teleportation array, your father will definitely be angry, and then the young master will ......"

Yan Fanrou was still a little in awe of her father, and after a trace of struggle flashed on her face, she finally nodded helplessly, Pengtian Shenzun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately stopped hesitating to be vigilant against Zhao Yan's sneak attack, and at the same time took Yan Fanrou to retreat into the mist, and the figures of the two gradually disappeared into the sea of fog, and Yan Fanrou's voice came from my ears: "Zhao Lianfan!" This young master will definitely not let you go! ”

I couldn't help laughing twice, Zhao Yan obviously heard Yan Fanrou's transmission, looked at me with a smile and said: "What the hell did you kid do with other girls, in such a short period of time, it made people hate you to the bone, could it be your kid's usual means to capture the girl's heart?" ”

"Dad, don't make fun of me, the young master of this fairy realm is very tight, whether it is a magic power or a magic weapon, everything is incredible, I finally escaped from her, just robbed her of a magic weapon by the way." I said helplessly.

When Zhao Yan heard this, there was a trace of surprise on his face and said, "This girl is more powerful than you?" It's impossible, although her realm is higher than yours, but whether you are practicing or supernatural powers, you are also the best of the best, although you can't beat her, at least you can get a tie, or is your kid lazy recently, and his strength is not as good as before? ”

I immediately rolled my eyes when I heard this, and said indignantly: "People are rich second generation......

Zhao Yan immediately snorted when he heard this, and then changed the topic seriously: "Since they said that this fog can't last too long, let's quickly gather the monks of the immortal realm, and after this fog dissipates, we can concentrate on breaking the spirit array!" ”

I chuckled when I heard this, in fact, I didn't blame him when I said this, but I just joked with him when I talked about it, and the occasional little joke between father and son can make the relationship closer.

Not long after Pengtian Shenzun left, there was an order to let the immortal monks retreat in the mist, and Zhao Yan also ordered at the same time to let the immortal monks in the sea of fog concentrate on his side, not for long, the immortal monks came over one after another, and after about another meal, the fog around him began to gradually dissipate, and the divine consciousness finally returned to normal, sweeping the monks behind him, his heart sank, and nearly two million immortal monks who entered the sea of fog were only a little over a million at this time, close to one-half of the loss rate, which was a bit exaggerated.

In addition to the fog dissipating, the monks outside also leaned over, although they were suppressed by the Spirit Returning Array, but they finally only had to dodge those huge fireballs, so the number of people who lost was not very large, but one of the six elders of the demon clan fell, it was the demon clan elder who I was going to help at that time, but in the end it was stopped by the bald man.

As soon as the fog cleared, we immediately found the army of the Immortal Domain thousands of miles away, and the ten thousand Immortal Realm monks were divided into a small team, lined up in a mysterious formation, holding a red and shining fire attribute magic weapon, holding it high above their heads, and they were casting spells and gathering huge fireballs.

And at a height of more than 100 zhang above their heads, tens of thousands of huge fireballs were tumbling and forming, emitting a scorching heat, and the monks under them were dry and thirsty, ringing in their ears and dizzy, but they were all sweating and struggling to support.

In the middle of the large array formed by these monks, Granny Ni was sitting there cross-legged with her hair scattered, motionless, pinching the strange magic in both hands, nine red giant flags slowly rotating around it, and a 10,000-meter-long fire dragon was circling and flying above her head, and the red light on her body was extremely dazzling, driving pieces of fire clouds to roll endlessly.

And on the other side not far away, Peng Tian Divine Venerable and Yan Fanrou had already appeared there at some point, watching Granny Ni's every move with their eyes flashing, and many high-ranking cultivators of the Immortal Realm were also looking at the situation in front of them with a look of great concern.

When several elders of the Immortal Realm saw this scene, their faces immediately changed, and Elder Fan said in a deep voice: "It seems that the real horror of this Spirit Returning Array is the 10,000-meter fire dragon, judging from the expressions on their faces, it seems that this method has not been completely successful. ”

"Yes, we must take advantage of this opportunity to rush forward, we must break this formation in one battle, without the protection of the big array, this point of defenders in the fairy realm will not be able to resist our attack at all!" Another demon clan elder also chimed in.

Zhao Yan looked at the large array not far away, pondered for a while, and immediately said, "Okay!" Everyone is free to attack, and the winner is determined by one battle! ”

"Win or lose!"

Millions of immortal realm monks shouted in unison, and they all sacrificed their most proud magic weapons, and rushed towards the great array of returning to the soul where the immortal realm monks were located, and the Pengtian Divine Venerable in the distance saw this scene, his face was slightly gloomy, and Yan Fanrou, who was standing beside her, also had a very unsightly face, but she was the young master of the immortal realm, and immediately said in a deep voice: "The monks of the immortal realm listen to the order, and go all out to block the attack of the immortal realm monks, and no matter what, they must hold the cross-border teleportation array!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a roar of anger immediately erupted behind Yan Fanrou, except for those monks who were presiding over the great array, two and a half million high-ranking monks rushed towards us one after another, and in terms of numbers, they fell into a complete disadvantage.

As soon as the centaurs on both sides entered the attack range, countless swords and mangs shot out, mercilessly blasting into the opponent's camp, and the most brutal war of attrition began!