Huang Qing grabbed Lin Feng's hand and told Lin Feng that all this was an illusion, as long as he calmed down, there was nothing to hurt him, and he would definitely be able to get out.

Before Huang Qing could finish speaking, a gust of wind blew, blowing Lin Feng and Huang Qing high into the air and spun in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Lin Feng fell into the sand, his nose and mouth were full of sand, and his leg was also sprained, so painful that he couldn't even stand up.

Huang Qing pulled Lin Feng up, Lin Feng covered his feet with his hands, and fell down again with an "ouch" sound, baring his teeth and cracking his mouth in pain, and cold sweat broke out.

"You're injured" Huang Qing saw that Lin Feng's face was pale, his face was full of yellow sand, and he couldn't even pull it up.

Huang Qing was in a hurry, reached out and tore off a piece of clothing from his clothes, brought it to Lin Feng on his face to block the wind and sand, and then leaned down to carry Lin Feng on his back, and walked towards the rose-red avenue stretched out step by step with difficulty.

It seems to be a very close distance, but it is very far away, Huang Qing carried Lin Feng on his back and walked in the wind and sand for a long, long time, it seemed that he was spinning in place, and he never stepped on that rosy avenue.

Under the cherry blossom tree, the raised arms of the dustless phantom trembled slightly, and the rose-red light emitted from the palms of his hands had gradually dimmed, and even the corners of his mouth were bloodied.

The spiritual power of the Dustless Phantom was about to be exhausted, but the Dustless True Body had not yet returned.

Seeing that the brilliance of the dustless phantom was gradually weakening, the green eagle was very happy, before the dustless true body came back, he broke the mana of the spirit jade, and he could return to the demon world with Huang Qing's primordial spirit, and it was done.

The green eagle used what he had learned all his life and increased his spiritual power, and for a while, the wind in the pearl swept away like an angry wave, rolling Lin Feng and Huang Qing high and falling down heavily, and the huge impact and collision made Lin

Feng's consciousness was confused, his headache was splitting, and he subconsciously hugged Huang Qing's waist with both hands.

Huang Qing looked at Lin Feng's colorless face, thinking that Lin Feng was a young lady who stayed at home, although she had practiced martial arts since she was a child, but compared to magic, it was simply a fist and embroidered legs, which was useless at all.

Huang Qing was worried that Lin Feng was injured and ashamed of Boss Lin's nurturing grace, out of morality, Huang Qing also stretched out an iron pincer-like arm and hugged Lin Feng's small waist, and the two of them rolled in the wind and sand like raging waves, sinking and floating.

It is said that Wuchen took the yellow-lined female ghost to the marshal's mansion, and found that the black-faced marshal really had an affair with the demon world, and there was a soul-collecting stick that specialized in collecting souls, Wuchen burned the black-faced marshal's soul-collecting stick with Samadhi true fire, who knew that the black-faced marshal didn't know the depth of Wuchen, and resisted to the end, and kept turning the summoner given by the demon god, wanting to summon the brothers to come to help.

Wuchen had already seen the thoughts of the black-faced marshal, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, so you can summon all the disciples of the demon god, and you can catch them all.

After sweeping away the demons, the world is peaceful, and Wuchen can return to Lingshan with Huang Qing.

Wuchen looked coldly at the black-faced marshal chanting words in his mouth, and kept turning the ring on his right hand.

The ring emitted a blue light under the rotation of the black-faced marshal, and the strong cold air made all the soldiers shiver, and General Luo led his soldiers to retreat a few feet away, watching the mysterious white-clothed fairy and the black-faced generalissimo fight from a distance.

The yellow-lined female ghost couldn't stand the strong cold air coming out of this ring, and she had already shrunk into a ball.

Seeing this, Wuchen stretched out his hand and waved it, and used a Buddha light to lay an enchantment for the yellow-lined female ghost, with the protection of the Buddha's light, the cold air on the black-faced marshal's ring could no longer get close to the yellow-lined female ghost.

However, the black-faced marshal summoned for half an hour, and not a single demon came out.

The black-faced marshal exhausted his mental strength, but none of the demons came out to help him, and his face turned pale and cold sweat was like rain.

It seems that there will be no more demons tonight, and I can't waste time with the blackface marshal here anymore.

Wuchen decided to take the ring from the black-faced marshal first, and then make plans later.

Wuchen thought that his eyes were shining, and the black-faced marshal was frozen by Jingguang and couldn't move.

Then Wuchen walked towards the black-faced marshal.

The blue light on the black-faced marshal's ring has not diminished in the slightest, and the cold light emitted is like a knife, which will erode bones and rot hearts when it hits his body.

What a powerful demon method, Wuchen sighed secretly, while using the Buddha's light to protect his body, and walked towards the black-faced Wushuai step by step.

The flame-like beating Buddha light gradually engulfed the blue light on the black-faced marshal's ring, and Wuchen finally walked to the black-faced marshal's side and reached out to remove the demon god's ring from the black-faced marshal's fingers.

As soon as the ring reached Wuchen's hand, it was paralyzed, and all light was lost in an instant.

This must be when the demon god felt the light of the Buddha and self-destructed the ring, and Wuchen was looking for the trace of the demon god with the eyes of the apocalypse.

Wuchen suddenly felt a fluster, and the spiritual power he had gathered was pulled back by some kind of force.

It's not good——, someone took advantage of the absence of Wuchen's real body to sneak attack the dustless phantom, and the phantom in Huang Qing and Lingyu was more auspicious, so he had to go back quickly.

Thinking of this, Wuchen hurriedly collected the Buddha's light, and said to the yellow-lined female ghost, "The black-faced marshal will be handed over to you, you can dispose of it casually, I have to go back quickly."

After you deal with the black-faced marshal, you must not stay in the world, come to the embroidery building to see me, and there must be no mistake. After Wuchen finished speaking, the white light flashed and disappeared.

Wuchen left, and the black-faced marshal finally fell into the hands of the yellow-lined female ghost, and new hatreds and old hatreds surged into the hearts of the yellow-lined female ghosts.

How can we make the black-faced marshal suffer a lot of pain and not die so quickly, the yellow-lined female ghost pondered, and as soon as she turned around, a pair of fingers became as sharp and slender as steel, and the blood debt had to be paid with blood, and the yellow-lined female ghost held slender claws like steel hooks, and approached the black-faced marshal step by step.