Nightmare Horse was still thinking about the exercises in his mind, and when he heard Ji Fengtian say this, a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, especially when Ji Fengtian said his name.

"I have Xiaobai, Xiaohei, Xiaohong now, this is the dark blue soul power in you, since this is the case, I will name you ......" Ji Fengtian was about to say as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Nightmare Ma was in a hurry, and his speech was a little unsmooth, so he directly erected the horsehair behind his back and blocked Ji Fengtian's mouth.

"My name is Blue Moon!" said Nightmare Pony quickly.

"Lan Youyue, good name, I'll call you Xiaolan in the future!" Ji Fengtian said excitedly.

However, Nightmare Horse wanted to give himself a mouth at this time, and in the end, he called Xiaolan.

After the initial harassment, the Aoki League chose to retreat, and the death of the Killing Illusion and the others made the Aoki League clearly realize that if they want to deal with Ji Fengtian, they must have a cultivator in the late stage of the eighth order, and it is possible to cooperate with the attack.

Of course, Ji Fengtian also knew that the days of calm and calm would not last long, not to mention the side of the Aoki Alliance, just because he had enslaved the Nightmare Horse, after the powerhouses of the Western Heaven Realm knew about it, they would definitely come to find trouble.

Although Ji Fengtian was not afraid, but during this period of time together, Ji Fengtian did not hate the Nightmare Horse, he already knew too much, and the Nightmare Horse was forcibly tied to the warship by himself. And Nightmare Horse's feelings for the Western Heavenly Realm, Ji Fengtian definitely did not doubt it.

Perhaps, this is Ji Fengtian's weakness, as a real friend, Ji Fengtian will care about their feelings very much.

However, the people from the Western Heavenly Realm that Ji Fengtian was waiting for did not come, but the Heavenly Realm did come with some uninvited guests.

Looking at the cultivator who stopped him, Ji Fengtian didn't speak, and sometimes, the Nightmare Horse completely acted as a thug, especially when Ji Fengtian didn't want to make a move. The main thing is that you can let the Nightmare Horse hone his skills.

"Western Heavenly Realm, is it actually cooperating with such a scum in the human world?" A red-haired man, with a conceited and proud expression on his face, and a long crimson stick in his hand, burning with bright yellow flames.

Nightmare Horse rolled his eyes, these Heavenly Realm cultivators really regarded themselves as masters, and when they saw creatures from other planes, they either despised or wanted to erase them. Although Nightmare Pony used to like to do this, the increase in strength made Nightmare Pony feel that these things no longer matter. In other words, under the influence of Ji Fengtian, the Nightmare Horse also became pure-hearted and had few desires.

"It seems that you are dead and unrepentant!" the red-haired cultivator danced with his club, and one by one the fire dragons rushed through the constraints of space towards the Nightmare Pony.

Casually glancing at the fire dragon, Nightmare Horse said bored, and the dark blue spiritual power flashed. Ten minutes after the dragon reached the Nightmare Pony, the red-haired cultivator suddenly grabbed his head and rolled violently, not like a human howl coming out of his mouth.

In the woods, the cultivators who were secretly watching saw the fate of the red-haired cultivators, and quietly retreated somewhat.

However, greed knows no bounds, and there will always be people who feel that their cultivation is strong and want to take risks by force, such as the one who rushed out of the woods.

"Spirit Realm cultivator?" Ji Fengtian raised his head for the first time in countless interceptions and looked at the cultivator who came out of the woods.

The nightmare horse's huge hooves stepped down out of thin air, and a meter away from the visitor, a milky white circle of light appeared, locking the horse's hooves, and under pulling hard, the nightmare horse was thrown out.

After hitting a large number of trees in a row, the nightmare horse's huge body finally stopped, and Ji Fengtian slowly landed next to the nightmare horse, looking at the figure that appeared.

The Nightmare Horse also got up from the ground, gradually shrinking in size, and the ring, which shrank with the Nightmare Horse, was firmly attached to his hooves, and the ring was shrinking rapidly, if it weren't for the Nightmare Horse's control power to block it, I'm afraid the horse's hooves would not be able to be saved.

The most painful thing for the nightmare horse is that although the ring binds its own hooves, some filaments run along the nightmare horse's legs, binding the whole body, and the power cannot be exerted.

Ji Fengtian looked at the nightmare horse's legs, the white aura, and thought in his heart, "This time, let me come, although I don't want to fight him, but the treasures sent to the door still have to be collected!"

"No!"

Surprisingly, Nightmare Horse's attitude is very resolute, in the face of the enemy who restrains himself, Nightmare Horse still has such a strong fighting spirit, Ji Fengtian is very relieved and worried.

This simple-minded big guy with developed limbs seems to have his own stubbornness.

Ji Fengtian would not refuse, his figure quickly retreated, landing on the branches of the trees in the distance, and casually threw out a few pieces of jade slips, scattered everywhere.

When the nightmare horse saw Ji Fengtian's movements, he was stunned at first, and then a warmth crossed his heart, turned around, and looked at the figure in front of him.

Through the Eye of the Soul, Nightmare Horse could see that this figure was completely void, the body of the soul, but at his core, there was a rotating ring that provided a steady stream of energy.

"Are you restrained?" Nightmare felt that the way he was now, his advantages were obvious, and the shortcomings exposed were even more obvious. Such as the treasure in front of the soul, the nightmare mark is made of death. And Nightmare Horse believes that his current self must cross this hurdle in order to enter a more powerful existence.

However, if you give up your body, will it dissipate? Nightmare Pony is tangled and scared.

As if seeing the nightmare horse's hesitation, Ji Fengtian pondered for a moment, but still didn't speak. With a palm in his hand, a book in his hand, Ji Fengtian no longer cares about the nightmare horse at all, and now his eyes are attracted by the content of the book.

Nightmare Pony, you're no match for me, and if you surrender now, I can keep your sanity. The voice came slowly, and the light on the aura flickered slightly.

"Hahaha! Come on!" Nightmare Horse-sized, soul overload output towards the horse's hooves, and a light blue flame escaped from the hair, enveloping the aura.

"Idiot!" Ji Fengtian muttered softly, his eyes didn't move, as if he was talking about books and nightmares.

"Soul Blade!" the Nightmare Horse neighed, and the dark blue flame quickly guarded the year, turning into silk threads, and when you looked closely, it was the shape of a blade, cutting from the inside of the Nightmare Horse's hooves facing outward.

The aura swayed, allowing the soul blade to cut through it, but there was no change, not even a slight crack. On the other hand, the soul blade has fine cracks on the surface.