A word woke up the person in the dream, and the crane-haired boy suddenly realized.

What Granny Black Flower said is reasonable, although Feng Yi is a divine doctor, but his cultivation realm, how can he have the ability to control Wen Huayu, who is at the peak of refining and traversing, with his beauty and talent?

Granny Heihua swore and said, "She is fake, Fengyi must have used some special means, so that we perceive her as a strong person in the tribulation." ”

The crane-haired boy nodded, "I also think so, how powerful the Crossing Monk is, and how can he fall into the hands of Fengyi and be refined into a puppet." ”

Granny Black Flower and Crane Hair Boy glanced at each other and rushed towards the puppet Wen Huayu together.

The two of them flew like arrows from the string, and the ultra-high speed brought strong pressure, and the ground was pressed out of two semicircular ravines half a meter deep.

Bang!

Bang!

Two heavy sounds, almost at the same time.

"This, how is this possible?" Granny Black Flower was terrified.

"I don't believe it, it's all an illusion." The crane-haired boy's eyes were blazing, and the holy golden light flashed, and his expression changed again and again, "It's not an illusion, it's not an illusion." ”

The puppet on the other side does have the power to cross the tribulation period, and if there is no accident, she is indeed Wen Huayu.

Granny Black Flower and Crane Hair Boy are demonic powerhouses, and in the face of Wen Huayu, who is at the peak of the Tribulation Period, especially the ignorant and unconscious puppet Wen Huayu, the two of them will definitely be defeated.

Granny Black Flower and Crane Hair Boy glanced at each other, soared through the clouds, and quickly fled.

Feng Yi sneered, "Want to go?" It's not that easy. ”

With a bang, Wen Huayu ejected out, catching up with the Black Flower Lady and the Crane Hair Boy in an instant.

There were two bangs, and two blood-colored fireworks bloomed in the sky.

Feng Yi grinned, this was his happiest day in a hundred years.

Feng Yi reappeared in the rivers and lakes and had a big killing weapon, but he did not rashly kill the Demon Sect.

The Demon Sect has existed for countless years, and it is the number one force in the Demon Dao, with masters such as forests, and all kinds of terrifying methods are endless.

Fengyi re-entered the world of aura, first, to improve his strength, and second, to raise the puppet to the peak moment.

Two years later, Feng Yi, who was ready, took the puppet Wen Huayu and killed the Demon Sect.

The Demon Sect is located in the Demon Mountain, with a radius of thousands of miles and dark clouds.

The Demon Mountain was once the place where the ancient demon gods fell, and the demon monks cultivated here to get twice the result with half the effort.

The Demon Sect occupies the Demon Mountain, and in the long river of time, it can be seen how terrifying the Demon Sect has accumulated.

Outside the Demon Mountain.

Feng Yi walked into the realm of the Demon Mountain, the Lord of the Demon Mountain, the Lord of the Demon Sect, appeared out of thin air, and thousands of Demon Sect masters stood behind him.

Linshan is the master of the Demon Sect, and he has controlled the Demon Sect for thousands of years, because he went mad eight hundred years ago, so that he was trapped at the peak of Mahayana, and he could not advance an inch for many years.

Linshan was condescending, and his black and white eyes looked indifferently at Fengyi below, "You have wasted my time for a hundred years." ”

Feng Yi said lightly, "You also wasted a hundred years of my time." ”

Trapped in the Fengling Mountain Range for a hundred years, Fengyi's cultivation is stuck to the same place, and to this day, the life span is not much.

Linshan said, "You shouldn't reject me, you and I work together, why worry that the world doesn't belong to you and me." ”

Feng Yi said, "I'm a man, you should be able to understand, I will refuse your proposal." ”

"I'm the master of the Demon Cult." So you don't lose anything!

"I took the path of healing poison, and I had already touched the threshold of the Great Dao at that time, if it weren't for a hundred years in the Fengling Mountain Range, I am afraid that I would already be a Mahayana monk at this moment."

Linshan shook his head, it was a pity that Fengyi's stubbornness and oil and salt did not enter.

Feng Yi didn't want to talk nonsense with Linshan, and his mind moved, and the puppet Wen Huayu on the side killed Linshan.

Lin Shan squinted his eyes, raised his white palm, and ninety-nine black pillars of light broke through the ground, trapping the puppet Wen Huayu.

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