"Senior brother and sister~" Ji Fengtian watched the milky white light gradually emanating from his body, and the negativity brought by the blood blade in his body gradually dissipated.

With the help of the water of life, the shriveled body quickly regained its vitality, but Ji Fengtian's emotions were always dripping, and hatred and remorse coexisted.

The nightmare horse and the hunting spirit landed beside Ji Fengtian, and a purple bird rubbed Ji Fengtian's cheek affectionately.

Seeing Ji Fengtian's expression, the Nightmare Horse and the Soul Hunter didn't know what to say, or rather, they didn't know much about Ji Fengtian's current situation.

"What's going on?" the Nightmare Horse looked at Ji Fengtian and couldn't help but ask the Soul Hunter.

The Soul Hunter didn't speak, and as a machine spirit, he didn't know much about human emotions. However, he could see that Ji Fengtian seemed to have lost something important.

Seeing that the soul hunter didn't understand, the nightmare horse simply didn't speak, and together with the soul hunter, like a stake, stood by Ji Fengtian's side.

They saw the corpse of the Aoki League cultivator, and although they didn't know what happened later, this life and death barrier had just dissipated, and judging from the traces of the battle on the ground, this battle was definitely not that simple.

I don't know how long it took, a purple lightning bolt sneaked out, slipped down Ji Fengtian's sleeve to his ear, occupied the other shoulder, and gently rubbed Ji Fengtian, as if comforting him with the bird.

His eyes closed slightly, Ji Fengtian opened his eyes again, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. At this time, he swore that he must avenge his brothers, no matter who the enemy is!

"Okay, we've been delayed for too long, and there are still a lot of things to do ahead!" Ji Fengtian turned over and got on his horse, and the hunting soul revealed his true body and hung on the nightmare horse's neck, pointing out the surrounding situation for the nightmare horse.

In the days that followed, no one came up to provoke. In the previous battle, everyone had seen Ji Fengtian's strength, although the enchantment of life and death blocked their sight, but Ji Fengtian's killing of the ninth-order blood dragon and lion could already explain everything.

And Ji Fengtian's name was also completely famous after this battle.

Looking at the information from the jade slip in his hand, An Geng's face was expressionless, and his bare eyes made it impossible to see joy, anger and sorrow.

"Ji Fengtian, I didn't expect you to grow so much this time, it's just that you are destined not to return to the original path. As soon as the palms of his hands closed, An Geng's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Another wave of people, after getting the news, scolded angrily, and then took their own people and rushed towards the high place.

What are you kidding, this guy is now as famous as he is, and his cultivation is even more imperious and perverted. Although the final death of the Blood Dragon Lion was not the result of Ji Fengtian's hard encounter, it was enough to see Ji Fengtian's strength.

As for the matter of the Bloodblade, except for Nightmare Horse and the others, there was no news from the others. And the white jade turtle in Ji Fengtian's body, under the catalysis of Senior Brother Ji Fengtian and others, the white jade turtle finally melted. The thing that Ji Fengtian guessed was a white jade slip.

And the content recorded on this jade slip can be said to be specially prepared for Ji Fengtian. Except for Ji Fengtian, no one else can use it.

"Holy Word Technique!" Ji Fengtian thought in his heart, this Holy Word Technique was the best gift for the current Ji Fengtian. It can heal damage, and for evil cultivators, there is also fatal damage.

To Ji Fengtian's surprise, the purple bird actually learned the same exercises as himself after comprehending the Holy Words Technique.

In the next journey, although no one dared to continue to make a move, it did not mean that Ji Fengtian would not make a move. There are too many cultivators in the Aoki League, and it is impossible to avoid Ji Fengtian all, and if they join forces to deal with Ji Fengtian, they are also looking for death.

Coupled with the Nightmare Horse's dislike for the Aoki League, every time he makes a move, he will extract the information in his soul before he kills, process it, and find the location of the next wave of people.

It's just that Ji Fengtian doesn't seem to want to let them go, and waits in front of each portal for a few days, but all the Aoki League cultivators who approach will fall to the ground.

Nightmare Horse counted the loot, since Ji Fengtian was ready to hunt, he had killed hundreds of Aoki League cultivators, although they seemed to be few in number, they were the mainstay of the Aoki League, the hope for the future.

After several days of pursuit, the number of cultivators of the Aoki Alliance was greatly reduced, and Ji Fengtian also lost the intention of continuing to fight, and rushed towards the ninetieth layer. After discovering that there were no treasures, Nightmare Horse also lost the desire to explore, but when he thought of the treasures after the ninetieth floor, Nightmare Horse was full of enthusiasm again.

So, the name of the blue ghost fire suddenly rang out. Because, no one saw what was happening, only the dark blue ghost fire flew by, sometimes harvesting a life by the way.

Looking at the empty scene, Nightmare Horse sighed, before he met Ji Fengtian, he never thought of coming here, after all, there are too many perverts, and after knowing that he is Nightmare Horse, there must be a lot of people who beat her idea.

Although he was caught by Ji Fengtian, the Nightmare Horse no longer regretted it at this time. What a cultivator pursues is that great power. And Ji Fengtian gave him what he wanted, and now he came to the ninetieth floor confidently, only to find that there was no one on the ninetieth floor, the treasures were all robbed, and even the ground in some places was dug up.

Ninety-first floor, ninety-second floor......

The nightmare horse's huge horse eyes, bubbling with dark blue flames, were obviously angry to the extreme.

"Scum, brute, you dug this place so cleanly that you didn't leave me with anything. The Nightmare Pony roared angrily.

Ji Fengtian was a little funny, some time ago, after the nightmare horse discovered an ancient formation, he used the inflexible horse's hooves to dig out the bricks within a radius of more than ten miles, and now he is talking about others.

Finally, on the ninety-seventh floor, Nightmare Horse saw a few people who were sparsely lala, and the treasures were still a lot less.

And unfortunately, these people are the cultivators who sat down with the Queen Mother of the West. The Nightmare Pony tried to dodge, but it was too late.

"Blue Moon!" a young girl covered her mouth, as if she had seen something incredible.

Nightmare Horse walked up dejectedly, looked at the delicate girl in front of him, and said, "Third Senior Sister, why are you here?"

The girl's eyes widened, and she grabbed the nightmare horse's ears, and the nightmare horse's tears were about to fall: "What do you mean?

"No, it's not!" Nightmare Horse quickly apologized, thinking back to the delicate sister in front of him, who was a skinny female tyrannosaurus.

And when the nightmare horse lowered his head, Ji Fengtian on his body was exposed.