The blue-black light cluster, under the six-pointed star network, began to shrink rapidly, one breath, two breaths, three breaths...

At the time of the fourth breath, the originally huge light cluster was actually under this star network... Completely gone. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Trace!

The storm of power that was already raging also dissipated.

With the disappearance of the light cluster, the figures of Yan Feng and Cao Yan reappeared in this ghost prison space.

At this moment, the ghost prison is everywhere, the void is broken, one black hole after another exists, and there is a desolate scene everywhere, which is unbearable.

"North Yin. ”

As the light group dispersed, Yan Feng looked at Beiyin, who was standing not far away in the void, and his voice came out lightly.

At this time, he has fused the memories of the previous life, and Beiyin is no longer as high as in the past in his heart, Beiyin... As far as the severe wind at this moment is concerned, it is just the same existence.

Even... Yan Feng's status is higher than that.

The harsh wind of the previous life, crisscrossing the heavens and the earth, the Three Realms and the Six Realms I respected, and was respected as the supreme by the immortals, gods and Buddhas of the Three Realms.

The Supreme One, I, is the Supreme Being.

Even this Beiyin also identifies with his identity.

"Baili Venerable, it seems that someone has made a big joke with these Three Realms. ”

At the corner of Beiyin's mouth, a smile rose.

Regarding Yan Feng's appearance, it is impossible not to be surprised in his heart, but what surprised him even more was that Yan Feng... It turned out to be a hundred miles of wind.

Because in the past years, Beiyin remembered that he had seen Yan Feng, but the Yan Feng at that time was still Yan Feng.

At that time, he didn't recognize Yan Feng's identity at all, and he didn't care about it at all, he just regarded him as a little ant.

Or rather... At that time, I didn't have the concept of a hundred miles of wind in my mind.

But now it's different, just now, when he saw Yan Feng, when he saw Yan Feng's face, the first thing he thought of was a hundred miles of long wind, and he remembered the supreme respect of the Three Realms and Six Realms, and the supreme respect of the Three Realms and the Three Realms, so that the gods and Buddhas of the Three Realms were all respected, a hundred miles of long wind.

As for Beiyin saying that someone made a joke with the Three Realms, it obviously refers to the fact that someone used incredible means to seal the memories of the entire Three Realms about the hundred miles of Changfeng.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him not to recognize Yan Feng's identity in the past.

"The deity wants to take him away, do you want to stop him?"

Yan Feng, with indifference and arrogance in his eyes, looked directly at Beiyin, although at this moment, he really wanted to kill Beiyin, but he knew... I can't do it now.

Beiyin, with his hands behind his back, also looked at Yan Feng and didn't speak, because he wasn't sure... I am not sure of the severe wind at this moment, and there is geometry in the end of cultivation.

The oppressive aura suddenly permeated this void...

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In the hall of the ten generals, at this moment, there was a girl's cry echoing in the hall.

In this cry, there are sorrows and joys, which can be described as a mixture of sorrows and joys.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry. ”

Chiqian was half-squatting on the ground at the moment, holding a little Zhengtai who was only less than his chest high, and tears flowed wantonly, making his originally charming face a little more pity.

This little Zhengtai is Zhimo, Yan Feng and the three of them confronted Beiyin there, and Zhimo slipped directly to the Ten Generals Palace.

And in the hall at this moment, including Zhi Mo, except for Qi Ge and the Ghost Ring who are still in the world, the eight ghost generals are here.

"Stop indifference, you can count it, Chiqian girl is almost not crazy these days. ”

Among the people next to him, there was a ghost general who joked.

"Yes, Brother Zhimo, Sister Chiqian asks me to mention your name every day, and my ears are almost calloused. ”

Yue Rou, among the ten ghost generals, in addition to Chi Qian, another woman, who looked as pure as the little girl next door, was hiding her face and saying at the moment.

At the beginning, she also turned into Lin Xue'er's appearance, and cooperated with Cao Yan to complete the illusion that Lin Xue'er was killed by Beiyin.

Zhi Mo took a deep breath, looked at Chi Qian in his arms, and his eyes were full of emotion: "Sister Chi Qian, if you cry again, you won't be able to get married." ”

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and as soon as these words came out, Chiqian, who was originally in tears, burst out laughing.

Laughed... It's easy to talk when you laugh.

Zhi Mo then changed his words and looked at Lianhai.

"General, we can't delay any longer, we don't have much time. ”

Lianhai's old face had a solemn look, and everyone also saw the scene in the sky, and when they saw that the Prison King was still alive, they all cheered.

"Stop indifference, what to do next, you just say, the old man and the brothers, you should cooperate. ”

"Yes, yes, what to do, stop indifference, you just say!"

Others followed suit.

Zhi Mo swept over the ghost generals and said in a condensed voice: "Everyone, go to Miss Xue'er's room, and I will cast a spell to take everyone out of the ghost prison." ”

"The Lord has already come, why are you leaving?"

In the crowd, someone asked... Originally, according to the original plan, it was to wait for Yan Feng to return to his original cultivation, and then come to the ghost prison.

Zhi Mo frowned: "For some reasons, the cultivation of the Venerable Lord... It wasn't the pinnacle of what was planned. ”

Tilting his head slightly, he looked indifferently at the sky...

Yan Feng is looking at the North Yin in front of him at the moment... At this moment, he is completely gambling.

He is betting on Beiyin, betting on whether Beiyin believes that his cultivation has recovered or not... Yan Feng's hand slowly raised.

In an instant, in the place of Yan Feng's palm, there were red jade stars appearing, and the stars converged in the palm of the hand, and in the palm of the hand, a sword slowly appeared.

The red jade shines at first glance!

Sky Cry Sword!

"Beiyin, do you think you can hit two?"

Yan Feng's side, the dark night, the cold exit, the same wave of his hand, in his hand, a black light flashed, and the huge magic sword was in his hand!

Beiyin, after seeing the sword that appeared in the hand of the dark night, his brows furrowed slightly.

But at this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Who said that it was a dozen and two?

As soon as the words fell, beside Beiyin's body, at this moment, a golden light slowly appeared from the void.

A figure appeared in the golden light.

Jizo King...!

"Baili Venerable, Your Excellency Demon Venerable, the old man is so polite. ”

As soon as the king of Jizo appeared, he folded his hands in the face of the harsh wind and the dark night.

Yan Feng's brows furrowed even tighter at this moment, and at the same time, doubts couldn't help but rise in his heart... Jizo, Beiyin, how could these two pairs get together.

At this moment, Beiyin's voice echoed faintly.

"Baili Shangzun, as early as a thousand years ago, this emperor wanted to appreciate the power of the Supreme Venerable, it is better to choose the day than to hit the sun, how about today. ”

Yan Feng, his eyes froze, the Sky Weeping Sword in his hand, the sword roared and rose to the sky in an instant!

Eyes skimmed in the direction of the Ten Generals' Hall...

The current severe wind is just dragging out time... Drag it until Zhimo leaves the ghost prison with the people!

(To be continued.) )