"Since Brother Yu has said so, then my seven marks will be handed over to Brother Yu." Feng Jianyun's face was gloomy and almost dripping, but he still gritted his teeth and said.

There is no way, Yu Jia Yu Ling, although the real realm is only the fourth stage of cultivation, but he is an extremely terrifying body cultivation, and his combat power is far beyond the realm.

Yu was besieged by three cultivators when he was cultivating gods for a while, and the three cultivators were one for a while, and the remaining two were all second-stage powerhouses.

But that's the case, and the final result was a big victory for Yu Ling. Three cultivators, two dead and one injured. Soon the injured cultivator was also beheaded by Yu Ling.

If you can cultivate to the point of cultivating God, you are not stupid. Yu Lingneng can fight three with one, and his strength can be imagined.

Anyway, there are still a lot of people here who can't move, and there is no need to follow him at this time!

"Here you go!" As he spoke, Feng Jianyun shook one hand, and seven marks were thrown towards Yu Ling.

"Hey, thank you." Yu Ling smiled honestly and unceremoniously accepted the mark.

Immediately, he looked at Jun Moqi and stretched out a hand as a matter of course.

"Take it!" Jun Moji also snorted coldly, and six marks were thrown out.

Yu Ling's strength is stronger than him, and he is not an opponent against him alone. If they could join forces with Feng Jianyun, they might not be afraid of orders, but that hateful soft bone ......

"Hehe, thank you both." Looking at the fourteen marks on the back of his hand, Yu Ling was in a good mood, smiled hehe, and left with his body.

"Feng Jianyun, what the hell do you mean!" Almost as soon as Yu Ling left, Jun Moqi roared, and a dart was thrown out.

Brush –

The dart sliced through the air, slicing through the side of Feng Jianyun's face at great speed, cutting off a strand of his hair.

"Brother Jun, don't be angry, it's not good for us to be on that Yu Ling. Anyway, there are a lot of people here, so let's just kill a few more. Feng Jianyun didn't seem surprised by Jun Moqi's actions, and still said with a light smile.

"He's very strong, but if you and I join forces, what's there to fear!" Jun Moqi stared at Feng Jianyun deadly, and the killing intent in his eyes skyrocketed.

"Oh?" Feng Jianyun only said one word, and then looked at Jun Moqi with interest, without saying a word.

"Humph!" A few seconds later, Jun Moqi snorted coldly, and with a wave of his robe, a terrifying wave of qi burst out of the air, instantly tearing apart a condensed spirit powerhouse who couldn't move.

He knew, of course he knew. He joined forces with Feng Jianyun and was not afraid of orders. But can he trust Feng Jianyun? Can Feng Jianyun trust him! Joining forces? It's just a joke!

But even so, he was still unhappy, very, very unhappy......

"You're out of luck!" Jun Moqi roared angrily and rushed towards several people not far from him.

Seeing this, Feng Jianyun also chuckled, holding a long sword in his hand, and stabbed at the people who were unable to move.

……

In the air, the last fire dragon burst out and shot straight into the sky.

At this time, the sea of flames in front of Jinchen had been exhausted, but even so, there was still no mark flying out of the explosion in the sky, which made Jinchen frown slightly.

"The means of the head of the Yu family?" Jinchen bit his lip and groaned secretly.

The blow just now, "Ten Thousand Dragons in the Sky", gathered almost all the flame elemental energy within a radius of a hundred miles. Such a blow would be impossible for even a true late-stage cultivator to block. Not to mention that now there is only one section of cultivation, and Yuwen, who was injured, has become a wound.

"It's a nuisance." Jinchen took out a few healing pills and threw them into his mouth, and began to recover from his injuries at full speed.

A few minutes later, the sea of fire that filled the sky finally dissipated.

It was also at this time that a voice of some admiration came out of the sea of fire:

"The realm of condensation, can force me to come here, the girl is really very human."

"Where and where, if you can survive the blow just now, Childe is really powerful." Jin Chen Jiao laughed, and her eyes locked on somewhere in the sea of fire.

As the flames gradually extinguished, a transparent pale gold ball also appeared in Jinchen's eyes.

In the round ball, Yu Wencheng, whose robe was a little blackened, looked at her with a smile.

"It's just a foreign object." Yuwen became enlightened.

"How many people want this foreign object and can't get it?" Jinchen shook his head, disagreeing with Yu Wencheng's words.

She continued: "Luck is also a kind of strength, and the son is protected by foreign objects today, so he should not be killed." ”

"Shouldn't you die? Hahaha......" Hearing Jinchen's words, Yu Wencheng couldn't help laughing.

"It doesn't really look like it came from the mouth of someone [who just wanted to kill me]." Yu Wencheng said with some tears and laughter.

"Childe has this talisman, Jinchen can't kill Childe, in that case, why can't we talk?" Jinchen still looked indifferent, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said slowly.

"Miss Jinchen is casual." Yu Wencheng sighed and moved his gaze to the side.

Not far from the two, another big battle is still taking place: the thousand-veined demon fox vs. the purple sycamore.

"Phoenix Fire Heavenly Waterfall!" The purple sycamore kite roared, its wings trembling wildly.

Large streams of purple flames erupted from its mouth and filled the sky, turning into a terrifying curtain.

With the flapping of the wings of the purple sycamore, the purple fire curtain moved quickly, covering the thousand-veined demon fox.

"It's useless, miscellaneous bird, you can't hurt this seat at all!" The Thousand Veins Demon Fox laughed, and with a wave of one hand, a huge energy claw print slammed out, tearing the purple fire curtain in an instant and smashing on the back of the purple sycamore.

Boom!

There was a violent muffled sound, and the flames on the purple sycamore kite's body were directly exploded.

And itself, under that terrible impact, flew upside down to the ground.

"You damn human, you dare to treat my Phoenix clan like this, you will be punished!" After falling for a distance, the purple sycamore kite flapped its wings again to stabilize its shape.

Boom!

At that moment, there was another terrible muffled sound. The thousand-veined demon fox controlled the puppet and smashed it on the back of the purple sycamore.

"Just a miscellaneous bird, dare to call yourself a phoenix?" The thousand-vein demon fox sneered and stabbed down with one claw.

Poof.

The claw of the thousand-veined demon fox carried a dark golden light and pierced directly into the body of the purple sycamore.

When its claws were pulled out, a cluster of brilliant flames was also brought out and scattered into the void.

"Aren't you going to kill me? Aren't you arrogant? You're fighting back, attacking me! The Thousand Veins Demon Fox kept stabbing down one paw after another, and laughed wildly.

And as it attacked again and again, the flames on the purple sycamore kite's body became more and more dim. If you let it continue, I'm afraid that the purple sycamore kite will be directly scattered and wiped out by it little by little!

"Ah......hh You damn human! The purple sycamore kite roared angrily, and the flames all over its body were like chains wrapped around the thousand-veined demon fox. At the same time, its wings trembled wildly, flying in all directions, trying to shake off the thousand-veined demon fox.

It's just that what makes it depressed is that the Thousand Veins Demon Fox is shrouded in a strange layer of dark golden light, no matter how strong its flames are, it can't hurt the Thousand Veins Demon Fox.

And the Thousand Veins Demon Fox is also very stable, and it can't get rid of it at all.

"Hahaha...... Are you in a hurry, miscellaneous birds! Come, keep struggling, use all your means to get rid of me! The thousand-veined demon fox continued to stab out one claw after another, and its voice became more and more rampant and presumptuous.

"Come, Miscellaneous Bird! I am a thousand veins, here today, begging you to die! ”