Yi Anling's face was pale, staring at the square-faced man, and there was a trace of murderous aura exuding from his body.

The square-faced man looked at Shen Zhifeng and sneered, "How can you tell that I am not a mortal?"

"You deliberately provoked Yi Anling, at first glance, it is not something that mortals would do. Shen Zhifeng calmly analyzed.

The square-faced man's finger lightly tapped on his cheek, and instantly returned to Yu Ning's appearance. The blood-red lips hooked up a wicked smile, and he was not afraid of the red feather sword around his neck.

He said unhurriedly: "Peng Yu's brain is much stronger than before, maybe this is the sequelae of amnesia?"

"Less nonsense, what's going on with Yi Anling?" Shen Zhifeng approached Yu Ning as he saw it, and he was about to cut his neck.

He hugged his chest, glanced at Yi Anling, and said, "I didn't do anything, it's all because of myself." If you want him back to strength, ask himself, not me. ”

Shen Zhifeng gritted his teeth and raised his Red Feather Sword to stab it. Yu Ning directly resisted the tip of the Red Feather Sword with one finger, completely dissolving her strength.

She was a little shocked, and couldn't help but squint her eyes to gather strength.

Yu Ning casually flicked the sword body, and the whole sword flew out like this. He sneered and grabbed Shen Zhifeng's neck, pressed her whole person against the big tree, and sneered: "I didn't expect that the Pengyu God who could compete with me a hundred years ago is now so vulnerable!"

"What the hell are you going to do?" Shen Zhifeng said, secretly drawing a spirit talisman behind him.

Yu Ning saw her thoughts, raised a finger with her other hand, shook it and said, "I don't want to kill you, I just want you to join us." ”

"How could I possibly join the Demon Realm. Shen Zhifeng felt a little funny.

Yu Ning laughed: "Peng Yu, if I say that Emperor Suyu will also join us, will you consider being with us?"

"I'm an immortal. Shen Zhifeng said word by word.

Yu Ning shrugged his shoulders, and the force in his hand increased. Shen Zhifeng couldn't help coughing, but he still stared at him with a firm look in his eyes. Yu Ning let go of his hand slightly, and said slowly: "Peng Yu, it's a pity that you have lost your memory." If you remember why you broke your sword in the first place, you probably wouldn't be talking to me like you are today. ”

Shen Zhifeng didn't speak, and she was also curious why Peng Yu, who had everything, would choose to break his sword and jump to Sendai.

Yu Ning's hand moved away from Shen Zhifeng's neck, turned his head to look at Yi Anling, who was so frightened that he couldn't move, and sighed: "It's a pity, all of your men are so wasteful, otherwise you will definitely not be inferior to the emperor." ”

Shen Zhifeng didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he threw the drawn spirit rune out directly.

Yu Ning rolled backwards to dodge, and then fled with both hands on the ground. The spirit rune turned into green smoke and dissipated, and the surrounding evil qi disappeared little by little.

Shen Zhifeng gritted his teeth and trembled.

She told herself that Yu Ning was just posturing, with the purpose of making herself suspicious of Heavenly Court. It's just that I don't know why tears are falling from my eyes one by one, and I can't stop at all.

Yi Anling took out a handkerchief from his arms in a panic and handed it over, trembling: "I'm sorry God, I'm a waste." I don't deserve to be an immortal at all, maybe being a mortal is the right thing for me......"

Shen Zhifeng wiped away the tears with a handkerchief, closed his eyes and took a deep breath to adjust his emotions. When she opened her eyes again, she had more determination.

She grabbed Yi Anling's wrist and said seriously: "Follow me to catch the resentful spirit, I don't believe you can't become a real immortal!"

This is said to him, but also to himself.

Being dragged back to the streets of Hongdu by Shen Zhifeng, Yi Anling looked at the surrounding situation in horror. It was just as the day was about to dawn, and there were spirits wandering everywhere.

Shen Zhifeng let go of Yi Anling's arm and retreated to the side, and immediately countless resentful spirits emerged. He couldn't see anything now, not even the spirit floating by him.

The resentful spirits who were still tempting, after making sure that Yi Anling really couldn't see him, all played pranks beside him with their teeth and claws. Some of the spirits lifted his hair and pulled him hard, and some even blew in his ears and disturbed his heartstrings with their evil breath.

Shen Zhifeng completely stayed out of the matter, holding his arms and looking at him coldly.

Yi Anling was so frightened that he covered his head for a while, and then covered his ears for a while. Even though he didn't know what was going on around him, he felt that resentful spirits must be surrounding him.

The pranks of those resentful spirits became more and more excessive, and Yi Anling really couldn't cope with it, so he could only look at Shen Zhifeng with a look of help, and stomped his feet in a hurry.

Shen Zhifeng shrugged his shoulders and said completely indifferently: "This is your problem, you can solve it yourself." ”

"But I don't know where these things are, and I can't draw a spirit rune to attack?" Yi Anling's tears were about to fall, and fear swept over.

It was too difficult to be an immortal, and he wished that he was an ordinary mortal now.

Shen Zhifeng said expressionlessly: "Since you can't see it, then close your eyes and feel it." You didn't have spiritual power when you were a mortal, so can't you still draw talismans to deal with these resentful spirits?"

Yi Anling didn't want to face everything in front of him at all, but when he met Shen Zhifeng's cold gaze, he could only force himself to close his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, it was as if he had seen his surroundings clearly. A gust of wind blew, and the appearance of those resentful spirits appeared vaguely. They grimaced at him, summoning evil energy to attack.

At this time, Yi Anling thought that when he was a mortal a hundred years ago, he was blindfolded by his master with a black cloth to discern the direction. He told himself that the immortals never felt attacks by their eyes.

Yi Anling suddenly gained confidence, he suddenly opened his eyes, bit his finger and drew symbols on the rune paper. When there is no mana, you can only hold your breath when you draw talismans. He drew three talismans in one go, and then threw them out.

The talisman drew a line of light in the air, striking the three wraiths that were about to attack.

With a burst of screams, the resentful spirit completely dissipated. When the other resentful spirits saw Yi Anling's powerful power, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to approach any further.

"Very well, the spirits are afraid of you right now. ”

Shen Zhifeng said, smugly giving him a thumbs up.

Yi Anling looked at his hand in disbelief, and couldn't help but be surprised at the thought that he had caught the resentful spirit as a mortal. He felt empowered, closed his eyes and felt it again.

A monster beast in the shape of a tiger flew from not far away, and the target was this side.

Yi Anling's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but open his eyes and exclaimed to Shen Zhifeng: "Qiqi is here!"