In the mist, Yu Wenlie waved his claws and stalemate with the wind snail, while the other wind snail was bitten by the hungry ghost dao, but as time continued, the hungry ghost's restraint on the wind snail became more and more difficult, because Fuwa had not been cultivating the hungry ghost dao for a long time, the evil ghost's food was limited, and it gradually reached the limit of what it could accommodate.

'Woo' Feng Luo broke free from the demon's huge mouth and struck towards Yu Wenlie again, while the evil ghost Dao flew back behind Yu Wenlie, lying on his stomach and languishing, only after he digested this energy could he recover his spirit again.

Without the assistance of the Hungry Ghost Dao, Yu Wenlie had to face the two wind snails alone, but in the stalemate, the Mood Lake had already seen through a wind snail, Yuwen Liekun met the flying wind snail with his hand, and his five fingers contracted to hold the wind snail in his hand, while the dry hand kept waving to knock the attacking wind snail away.

Qiankun's hand attacked and defended reluctantly and competed with the two wind snails, at this time, the high-pitched sound of the wind snail pierced through the fog, and another wind snail flew out, and the thunder generally hit Yu Wenlie's head, taking advantage of Yu Wenlie's hand being entangled, ready to kill Yu Wenlie in one fell swoop!

The strong wind brought by the wind conch made Yu Wenlie a little breathless, but he did not show a look of fright, but said with a treacherous smile: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!" I saw that the jewel above Yu Wenlie's head shot out a golden light to launch the 'Eight Desolation Forbidden', and at this moment, the entire Heavenly Dao and time and space seemed to be locked up.

And the statue of the Heavenly Dao incarnation standing behind him had already bowed his waist into a moon, and the 'Collapse Sky' broke through, directly hitting the attacking wind snail, and the wind snail shattered, and at this time, the Eight Desolation Prohibition was also over, Yu Wenlie shouted loudly: "Foggy days are gone! Your trick has been seen through by this emperor, I will break your corpse into ten thousand pieces!"

A wind snail was broken, the foggy sky was hit hard, and then heard Yu Wenlie's angry shouts, thinking that Yu Wenlie could retreat in the hands of countless bounty hunters, just now it must have been a convergence of strength, just now he actually broke his own stunt with one blow, thinking of this frightened liver and gall, the wind snail entangled in Qiankun's hand turned into two clouds of mist, and the whole fog directly dissipated into a foggy sky that lost his arms, and the foggy day stepped on the wind and prepared to escape, and suddenly a red shadow appeared behind him, and Fuwa, who was burned like a dry corpse, appeared, and opened his mouth The sharp soul wave spread directly.

Yu Wenlie only felt that his brain was struck by lightning, and the Mood Lake trembled violently. And Wutian, who was the first to bear the brunt of the soul wave, directly bled through seven holes, and Fuwa threw herself into Wutian's arms, and her fangs had already bitten Wutian's throat.

Yu Wenlie didn't dare to slack off the flapping of his wings, and used his mustard wings to squeeze the space, although he couldn't directly crush the opponent into dust like the regular emperor sky wing, but it was more than enough to trap the foggy sky and make him temporarily unable to move.

Don't think that Fuwa is sucking blood to absorb ordinary blood, when the priest forms a primordial god, the primordial god will produce divine blood, Fuwa sucks this kind of 'divine blood' that represents the essence of the primordial god, and although the demon cultivator does not form the primordial god, the heart demon is the same as the primordial god, with the essence of demon blood.

With the demon blood of the foggy sky entering the abdomen, Fuwa's shriveled body was upgraded like a rejuvenation, and finally returned to its original state, but the color of the fur on the body was more shiny, and the body of the funeral was subjected to the fire of the sun, and now the demon blood of the foggy sky contains the essence of the body, which was absorbed by the body, so that Fuwa underwent a transformation.

"Ahh

Yu Wenlie put away his wings and turned into a human form, a pair of heavy armor wrapped his body tightly, and the two beast heads directly turned into shoulder guards to wrap his shoulders, and the chest was a beast-swallowing pattern carving, which was his Yuan beast appearance, and his feet were a pair of cloud shoes covered in purple red, which looked mysterious and abnormal.

Yu Wenlie sat in the wind exhausted, took out a pitch-black robe and draped it over his body to cover the heavy armor, he was exhausted when Tiandao dispersed the wind conch just now, and deliberately pretended to be strong, because he felt Fuwa lurking around, which made Wutian frightened, so that Fuwa launched a sneak attack and gave Wutian a fatal blow. After that, he used his last strength to help Fuwa kill the foggy sky with the emperor's air wings, and now he doesn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

Fuwa pounced on Yu Wenlie's side, and the little red-faced servant couldn't wait to tell Yu Wenlie about the burial and capture, and also took out the mirage to invite credit, and at the end, he danced and said: "At that time, I had already shattered the soul of the burial with the collapse of the sky, and let him fall into my illusion and couldn't extricate himself...... Teacher Night Spirit took the opportunity to kill the live bird for the burial, and this time she robbed me of the credit, but I have forgiven her for the sake of her age!"

Yu Wenlie held the mirage, carefully touched the lines on it with his hand, and nodded in appreciation after listening to Fuwa's narration: "Very good! You did a very good job this time, I will reward you for your meritorious deeds!"

Fuwa suddenly turned into a bitter gourd face, and complained: "What! Since the Emperor of the Underworld left, I have been treated badly every day, and I have not been allowed to eat enough or let people rest......

Yu Wenlie seemed to be listening to Fuwa's complaints, but his eyes had already turned to the battlefield to watch the battle situation, and the wind used the storm summoned by the Storm Divine Sword to control the poisonous gas released by the poisonous flower on the chrysalis within a certain range, and used the characteristics of 'Wind Without a Trace' to maneuver in the 'Wind Pity' snake group that skyrocketed with the help of the wind.

At this time, Yukong flew listlessly and stopped on Yu Wenlie's shoulder, even the strong Yukong couldn't stand the erosion of the poisonous gas, you can imagine how powerful the poisonous gas was, Yukong lay on his shoulder weakly to rest.

Yu Wenlie touched Fuwa's head and said: "This world is different from your Netherworld Cave, full of deception and murder, if you want to survive and live a wonderful life, nothing else can be relied on but on your own, endless complaints can only show that you are not strong enough!" Fuwa touched her head and looked up at Yu Wenlie, who was tall and abnormal in her eyes.

The 'Wind Mercy Snake' borrowed the wind to grow to a length of 100 meters, and its combat power was ten times greater than when it was first born, and even though the wind was strong, it gradually fell to the wind. Yu Wenlie looked at the stalemate battle situation and squinted his eyes and smiled: "Brother Hurricane, the foggy sky has been killed by the emperor, and all the demon cultivators in the demon burial and sacrificial world have been killed by the night spirit, do you want the emperor to help solve this battle, how about you and I have a drink?"

Tempest didn't answer, but Feng Lian was in a big mess, he was entangled with the wind and it was difficult to win, and now the foggy sky, which was almost the same as his own strength, was killed, and what made him even more desperate was that the night spirit, the head of the four underworld generals, appeared, and had killed all the demon cultivators in the burial and sacrificial world, the name of the night spirit was famous in the Seven Sources Realm, especially the line of the underworld Star Ji, when the star Ji was defeated by the night spirit and was disfigured, Feng Lian and others are often proud that the master can fight with the night spirit at the head of the four underworld generals and retreat, and now I didn't expect the night spirit to appear, she didn't make a move probably because of her identity or disdain for herself, the more Feng Lian thought about it, the more scared she was in her heart, he even felt that there was a pair of cold eyes watching her in the dark, and his soul was scattered at the thought of this wind.

Seeing that the snake tide suddenly turned into a nest of porridge, the demon chrysalis offensive was exhausted, and Feng Pian had no intention of fighting and was ready to escape. Yu Wenlie smiled treacherously and said softly: "The battle situation has been decided!"

The wind shouted softly, "The wind is tornailing the clouds!" All the storms gathered together, and the chrysalis was split in half under the wind and thunder.

Feng Lian screamed miserably, showing that the human form had been cut in half, but he still fell at Yu Wenlie's feet in one breath. Fuwa wrinkled her nose and shook her head, "It's really unlucky!" Feng Lian's demon spirit contains poison, Fuwa and Ben dare not touch it now, Feng Lian grabbed Yu Wenlie's wind robe with his remaining strength and begged: "Soul Elder ...... The Emperor of the Immortal ......"

Yu Wenlie squatted down and turned around and smiled at Fuwa: "Since you can't afford it, don't waste it!" said as he took out a small jade bottle from his arms, lifted the bright red stopper on it, and flew out of it a one-foot-long green gas, and the green gas turned into a nine-headed small snake in a twist, and the little snake scurried into the seven orifices of Feng Pi, and in less than a moment Feng Pian turned into a puddle of pus, and a bewitching flower was inserted on top of the pus. And the little snake flew out of it, and the green gas on his body flew into the jade bottle even stronger, Yu Wenlie covered the stopper and said to Fuwa: "I used highly poisonous things to cultivate this little guy I originally hoped to find the inheritor of the beast path and resurrect him with the heart of the beast, but now it seems that I can only find another way!"

Fuwa was very repulsed by poisons, and hid under the cloak behind Yu Wenlie with some fear, Yu Wenlie looked at the poisonous flower on Feng Lian's corpse, and his eyes lit up and he said: "There really is such a strange thing in the world!"

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