Flying out, he caught Yang Yanyu and put it on the ground, staring cautiously at the black mist.

"It's you!" An angry roar came out, and then a ghost cultivator in a black robe flew out and smashed it at Ji Fengtian's eyebrows.

"Hehe, are you going to avenge your brother?" Ji Fengtian sneered, and a palm reached out, colliding with the black fist. The moment the two came into contact, a crimson flame erupted, instantly enveloping the black fist.

"Hmph!" Stygian snorted coldly, quickly retracting his fist, and the ghost mist tumbled, directly isolating the crimson golden flames on his fist.

"Boy, you killed my brother, stay here today!" A pale face appeared in the dark cloak of the Stygian, and in terms of appearance alone, the appearance of the Stygian was still good.

In terms of the human world, it can be said that he is a superb beautiful man, but in this area where ghosts are rampant, it is difficult to say.

"Hey, you said that was your brother? Aren't you all dead? Can dead people have children?" Ji Fengtian looked curious, and seemed to be angry.

The face of the Stygian Demon became even more ugly, the two pitch-black pupils exuded a bone-chilling coldness, the palms of the hands danced again, and one after another demonic patterns appeared, covering the fists of the Stygian, and smashed at Ji Fengtian's head again.

"What are you? Do you really have a problem with your brother?" Ji Fengtian dragged his chin and said nonsense, as if he didn't see the fist.

"Could it be that I said it?" Seeing that his face was full of black energy, Ji Fengtian became even more energetic.

"Okay! You're good! Die!" The Demonic Fist sped up, turning into a pitch-black lightning bolt that shot straight at Ji Fengtian's eyebrows.

However, in the next moment, clusters of red-golden flames rose from Ji Fengtian's body, instantly enveloping Ji Fengtian in it.

The Demonic Fist came and retreated quickly, because he felt that the feeling on Ji Fengtian's body that made his soul throb filled his whole body.

"What are you doing, don't you hurry up and finish!" In the black mist, there was a gloomy voice, which seemed to be very urgent.

"Senior brother, Yin Sha is injured!" Yang Yanyu, who finally recovered his strength, suddenly spoke.

"It's a pity, the Blood Dragon Son is still there, otherwise, this is definitely a good opportunity!" Ji Fengtian sighed and said.

Hearing Ji Fengtian's transmission, Yang Yanyu was silent, Ji Fengtian was right, the blood dragon was eyeing him from the side, and all the three major combat forces were injured, and Ji Fengtian should also be careful to guard against the attack of the underworld.

The people of Xuanyuan City can be said to have fallen into a predicament, and in the Yin Sha, there are still some cultivators in Xuanyuan City who are suffering from life and death.

"Ahh

On the side, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at the location of the blood dragon son, and faint spiritual fluctuations came out.

Feeling this spiritual fluctuation, Ji Fengtian raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt bad in his heart.

Sure enough, just after the end of that spiritual fluctuation, a spiritual fluctuation came out, which was the breath of the Blood Dragon Son.

"Hmph, I can take everyone away and find a place to hide, but I don't know, if you can't find us, what will happen to you?" Ji Fengtian said to himself.

As soon as the words fell, Ji Fengtian felt that the spiritual fluctuations that were being transmitted suddenly stopped, and the Blood Dragon Zi seemed to be reconsidering.

Stygian suddenly frowned, and once again sent out a spiritual fluctuation, telling the Blood Dragon Son that he would provide a sufficient amount of black gold tokens.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a blood-red figure appeared, instantly collecting away the white bone banners floating in the air, and the surrounding yin aura instantly dissipated.

"What person?" Yin Sha suddenly screamed in a terrible manner, as he felt that his spiritual imprint on the white bone banner had disappeared, and his spirit had been worn out, and he had been greatly affected.

"Good opportunity!" Ji Fengtian's heart moved, and a red golden palm appeared directly behind Yin Sha, and he fished it out fiercely.

"Bang!" The big red golden hand slammed down, and the yin evil suddenly turned into a black mist, and was incinerated by the red golden flames.

And the other ghost soldiers, because the white bone banner disappeared, entered a state of prostration, and were directly killed by other Xuanyuan City cultivators.

The face of the Dark Demon was gloomy, but he did not move, because his ghost soldiers were also wiped out, and at this time, there were very many strong human beings, and it was not good for him to continue to stay.

Thinking of this, the evil heart has the intention of retreating, although the revenge of killing his brother is not shared, but if he takes his life now, there will be no good end. Especially the person in the secret, he has been staring at himself, although he has killing intent towards Ji Fengtian and the others, but he doesn't dare to guarantee that that person will not defect.

"Boy, let you live for two more days!" Stygian's face was gloomy, and he flicked his sleeves and disappeared directly.

"Blood Dragon, are you going to leave by yourself, or will we send you off?" Ji Fengtian's gaze swept to one place, which was where Blood Dragonzi was hiding.

At this time, the Blood Dragon Son wanted to kill these people very much, but in the face of ghost cultivation, he had no better way. Yang Yanyu is dead, and their Red Blood Alliance and others will not end well.

Just as he was about to retreat, a fiery red figure fell and stopped beside Ji Fengtian, holding a white bone banner in his hand.

Knowing that nothing could be done, the Blood Dragon Son finally decided to retreat and left the stronghold of Xuanyuan City without looking back.

"Senior brother, thanks to you this time!" Ding Xiuyuan was the first to wake up and looked at Ji Fengtian gratefully.

In the battle with the ghost cultivators, everyone was injured, and there were almost no intact cultivators, especially the three main forces, even Mo Xun and Ruan Tianyuan, who had become spiritless at this time.

To Ji Fengtian's surprise, he actually saw Mu Xin, who was pale at this time and was sitting on the ground recovering from his injuries.

Feeling the gaze, Mu Xin opened his eyes, saw that it was Ji Fengtian, stood up, and ran over happily, because his body was full of wounds, and the intense exercise ripped open the wounds, and Mu Xin's pale face became even paler.

"You're fine!" With a wave of his palm, he pressed Mu Xin to the ground, allowing him to recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

Mu Xin was not reluctant, nodded, and entered the healing process again.

In the following time, the ghost cultivator did not attack the defense line again, but showed signs of contraction.

Ji Fengtian felt that the situation was a little weird, looking at the posture of the ghost cultivator, he was preparing to fight to the death with everyone, and he didn't want to waste his energy because of this protracted battle.

Sure enough, just when everyone was cultivating, a large pitch-black token flew over, and Yang Yanyu quickly read the contents, and his face became a little ugly.