The wind robe was untied, revealing Yuwen Lie's hideous face. Fu looked at Yu Wenlie in disbelief, and Feng Lian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It turns out that the Master of the Absolute Soul and the Master of the Demon Master know each other!"

Yu Wenlie smiled weirdly: "Not to mention acquaintance, I can't be more familiar, Brother Fu is really a noble person who forgets things, and he actually forgot the old brother of the World of Warcraft!"

Only then did he recognize it, his face changed drastically, and he almost jumped up from the ground and shouted: "Yu Wenlie!"

The magic lines on Yu Wenlie's face dissipated, revealing that pale face, and he still smiled: "Eh! Anyway, this emperor is Nuo Chong's master, and you, as a slave of this emperor's apprentice, call this emperor by his name like this, there is really no slave!"

The other three people in the field can be described as thunderous, known as the 'one hundred million' in the Seven Sources Realm, who doesn't know who doesn't know, the eyes of Wutian and Moses suddenly became hot, the former is for money and the latter is for merit, and Feng Lian looks like he is going to die when he encounters an emotional liar. However, the three of them were all in the power of the funeral and did not dare to make a move.

Fu looked around in surprise, squinted his eyes and looked at Yu Wenlie and said: "Listen to Lord Mozi, he created a perfect Yuwen Lie, it seems that it is Your Excellency!

Yu Wenlie raised his eyebrows coldly and snorted: "You are so sharp!"

At this time, the figures around Yu Wenlie's body flickered, and the four night spirits stood behind Yu Wenlie as if they had grown out of the ground, and when they saw the four night spirits, they snorted coldly: "You don't think that these old, weak, sick and disabled people want to eat us, right?"

Hearing the old, weak, sick and remnant night spirit raised his eyebrows, but when he found Moses, he frowned and hesitated: "Why is this old thing here, it's urgent to retreat now!"

Yu Wenlie gritted his teeth and said: "Now that the arrow is ready to be fired, there is only a desperate battle!"

The night spirit took out the black thorn from his arms and said: "The plan has changed, we can only change the plan, the mirage of the burial is mysterious, I will join forces with Fuwa to defeat him as quickly as possible, otherwise we will not be able to break this dilemma!"

Yu Wenlie nodded and said, "You move quickly, otherwise I won't be able to last long! Originally, it was not a problem to use the trap array to trap the elders under the altar, but the appearance of Moses disrupted the perfect layout of the night spirit, and the trap array left the underworld, losing the foundation of the Huangquan River was already much weaker, and now although Moses has not practiced, the light energy stored in his soul is no less than that of the Seraph, and he has a strong restraint on the trap array, if he interferes in the trapping array, the power of the trap array will be weakened again, and leaving the phantom child is a helpless move, and so assigned Yu Wenlie will have to face the attack of the two altar masters! Although the state of mind is restored, with Yu Wenlie's current combat strength, it is enough to deal with an altar master, and it is self-evident that the victory or defeat of the two is self-evident......

A golden shadow broke through the sky, spreading its wings and shattering the space, setting off two golden storms under the wings, rolling up Feng Lian and Misty Sky and leaving the sacrificial world. At the same time, Yu Wenlie's clothes were torn, and he turned into a two-zhang tall unicorn demon shape between his teeth and claws. Flashing the crystal jade wings, he chased the feather sky and disappeared into the altar.

Fu hugged the mirage and said with a confident smile: "I believe that the young master will be very happy to see Lord Yuwen again, hehe! It is really an honor to fight one of the four underworld generals today!" Saying that, the mirage surged with colorful colors, and the sea of clouds between heaven and earth suddenly surged, and the seven rounds of scorching sun stirred the sea of fog, and the clouds and mist suddenly became brilliant.

Night Spirit and Fuwa stood on the altar one after the other, and there was a trace of the sea of clouds turning around. The sea of clouds was empty, and everywhere the night spirit raised his eyes, there were clouds, and Fuwa was no longer beside him.

......

On the altar, the mirage hung high and the colorful glow surged inside, and the burial, the night spirit, and the Fuwa were gone. The Trap Array has been opened, and the forty-nine gates of life and death have covered this world.

The phantom boy's face changed slightly, staring at the mirage and said, "Is this the treasure that the teacher said, the space is ......?"

Xi snorted lightly and said: "The mind is clear, the eldest sister has so much combat experience, she will definitely be able to defeat the demon master, our task now is to trap the demon cultivators here so that they don't interfere with the battle between the lord and the eldest sister!"

Moses stood on the altar and watched coldly, allowing the trap to trap him in it, looking at the trap with curiosity, and standing indifferently on the altar.

......

In the starry sky and at the Gangfeng, Yu Wenlie held the six dark chakras in his mouth, looking at the two altar masters who were swept in the air by the storm under the wings of the feathered sky, the wind plenched out seven holes of the sky-rushing demonic qi, turning into a three- or four-meter-high magic chrysalis with thousands of holes similar to a beehive, and the foggy sky also emitted demonic energy, which turned into a thick mist as the demonic qi spread. The fog is extremely thick and dense, no matter how fierce the storm under the wings of the feather sky is, it will not blow away. Yukong and Yuwenlie are wrapped in mist. Gradually, as the fog became thicker and thicker, Yu Wenlie's vision was gradually blocked.

"Ha! I've been thinking about you for a long time, why do you want to fight alone against my two altar masters, Feng Lian and Foggy Heaven, and let you see the power of the Buddha today!"

Suddenly, the mist churned, Yu Wenlie felt as if he was entangled in something, and when he looked closely, he saw a hundred-meter-long giant snake swimming from the mist, which had already entangled Yu Wenlie, and as the snake body stirred the giant snake scales into hideous barbs, the 'Kaka Click' spikes cut through the scale armor, making a tooth-aching screeching sound. At the same time, the 'hiss' sound hit like a torrential rain, and a number of black poisonous snakes poured in from the mist like a wave, swallowing the scarlet core, and frantically pounced on Yu Wenlie.

Foggy Heaven dominates Foggy Sky Valley City, it is a prestigious name in Fengyuan, and the Foggy Devil's heart demon is called 'Fog Demon', once the Fog Demon casts the Foggy Heaven's body, it will turn into a foggy mist, and the fog can change freely with the foggy sky's mind, once it falls into the siege of the Fog Demon, the idle pseudo-god king will also die in Huangquan.

Feng Lian is Xing Ji's beloved apprentice, is one of the main managers of Xing Ji's strength in the wind abyss, and is deeply favored by Xing Ji, its strength is by no means comparable to the marginalized characters of the Huangquan Sword Demon, Feng Lian's heart demon is called 'Chrysalis Demon', and the demon chrysalis can hatch a snake called 'Feng Lian', this kind of snake is born with only an hour's lifespan, but once he is born, he will frantically absorb the wind vitality and grow, in the wind abyss full of wind vitality, the wind and the snake tide are invincible. Feng Lian once had the feat of fighting three pseudo-god kings alone! Although his power was far inferior to that of Foggy Sky, his strength was hidden in it.

Under the attack of the two masters, Yu Wenlie fell into a desperate situation as soon as he fought each other.