As he spoke, the young man grabbed the air with his big hand, and the light of the Dao came out from between his fingers, condensing into a pair of hands in the dark, and the hand became bigger, and a shaking one pounced on it, and directly pulled the immortal warship to the front.

During the whole process, Lan Feng was just roaring wildly, angry and angry, but no matter what the law was, he couldn't do anything to grasp it, and the hull of the immortal warship dimmed and changed, slowly shrinking, enveloping the warship into a ray of light and disappearing into the center of his eyebrows.

Lan Feng fell in front of the handsome guy bloodily, he stared at the other party with bloody eyes and hatred, his heart burned with thick anger, he wanted to go crazy, he wanted to slap the handsome guy, he felt that this handsome guy stood in front of him with a hypocritical smile, making himself sick for a long time.

However, Lan Feng's endless anger, or the desire to kill, was suppressed by the Jun guy's eyes, and Lan Feng lost the ability to act when he fell in front of the Jun guy.

After controlling Lan Feng, the handsome guy didn't ask Lan Feng if he was willing to say the decision to cultivate the gods against the sky, his eyes were certain, and his soul-like body was twisted, turning into a ray of light and directly submerging into the center of Lan Feng's eyebrows, and directly launched the soul search technique.

At this time, I saw Lan Feng's whole person shaking violently, and the center of his eyebrows was slightly exposed a little bit of blood red, and then the blood red demon fire appeared, and the demon fire flashed and flashed to be completely imprinted on Lan Feng's eyebrows.

Just when the blood-red demon fire was attached to the center of Lan Feng's eyebrows like a flame, becoming a blood-red demon fire mark, I saw a flash of light at the center of Lan Feng's eyebrows, revealing the handsome young man not far away.

It seems that Lan Feng has encountered some huge trouble in the soul searching technique, and the whole soul fire of the handsome guy suddenly became talkative, and he recovered after concentrating.

However, the handsome guy did not look depressed, but his face was ecstatic, staring at Lan Feng like a big bad wolf staring at a little fat sheep. Swallowing saliva all the time.

"Heaven and earth fire, it is heaven and earth fire, Lan Yuncai, the blood red demon fire of this girl, she actually separated her soul from the blood red demon fire, it seems that she is really dead, and it is good to die well...... Aha...... Cloud Little Girl's Skin, but now the demon fire you left behind is going to belong to me........."

The handsome guy laughed out of shape, he looked like he was a little crazy, the blood red demon fire is a supreme treasure, which can be fused with the soul and refined, making the soul immortal and immortal.

It's just that Lan Feng's cultivation is too low. There is no suitable opportunity, and he really fuses the soul with the blood red demon fire, and he doesn't know how to use it, he just thinks that the blood red demon fire can burn all things and is used as a sharp weapon, and because of its small amount, it is not taken seriously by Lan Feng.

"What? ”

Hear the words. The sleeping beauty and the middle-aged man looked at Lan Feng's eyebrows, and when they saw that it was really blood-red demon fire, their faces suddenly became ecstatic.

And at this time. The three of them were stunned. Three pairs of eyes stared together, and an invisible killing intent surged out of the three of them, and in front of the heavy treasure, each of the three had the intention of killing the other party and monopolizing the heavy treasure.

The three of them stared at sparks in an instant, and they looked like they might do it at any time, suddenly. The sleeping beauty smiled coquettishly, "I only need the cultivation method of that mysterious heart method, as for this son, there is still a golden bridge on his body, I think everyone can share one person equally, at this time, we should not have any quarrels." Two-headed monster, why don't you hurry up and take the blood red demon fire, I want to use the soul searching technique to read the cultivation method. ”

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, although he was unwilling, but he finally agreed, because he was born in the dragon clan, and for the so-called soul cultivation, their dragon clan paid more attention to the strength and strength, and Jinqiao Chongbao was undoubtedly his first choice.

The three of them are worthy of being old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years, and when they are angry, they can think clearly in an instant and make the most correct choice.

The Jun guy swept over to Lan Feng again, and for the first time he hurriedly made a move, and was injured, but at this time he was even more cautious, and wanted to use great mana to deal with the blood red demon fire.

At this moment, a scroll suddenly appeared in the dark air, the scroll flickered with a hint of gray light, and it looked very peaceful, and slowly opened to both sides.

"Qilin, you traitor, you and I belong to the demon clan, but I didn't expect you to help the Northern Heavenly Monarch and swing your sword to slash at the demon clan, have you forgotten that you have beast blood on your body?"

The handsome guy stopped and used the soul searching technique, and the figure disappeared with a shake, and ran away directly.

The sleeping beauty's eyes were uncertain, but when she saw the handsome guy running away, she sighed silently, as if she was very reluctant to Lan Feng's mysterious mental method.

She didn't expect the unicorn to appear so quickly, they escaped on the front foot, and the other party chased after her, and she sighed and fled with the handsome guy.

The scenery in the painting is very beautiful, and the clear water flows along the mountain, forming a small stream that twists and turns. Flowers and plants grow everywhere and form fields. Trees grow near the mountains and become mountain forests. The pavilions and pavilions are built near the mountains and waters, becoming a pavilion and pavilion, quiet and inactive, falling in this beautiful fairyland.

As soon as the picture scroll opened, the entire dark world world was draped in clouds and mist, and the dark world world was draped in little by little, and it was replaced by a fairyland on the picture scroll.

Without the spiritual power control of the handsome guy, Lan Feng fell down from mid-air, smashed to the edge of the stream with a "bang", and fell to the ground in blood, unable to stand up at anything.

However, Lan Feng was not in a hurry to get up, or directly run the mental method to cultivate and hurt his body, he didn't know what the situation was at this time, he dragged his tired body and looked at this beautiful world.

Looking at this, Lan Feng felt as if he was alive again, these days spent in endless darkness, Lan Feng didn't know that the original world was still so beautiful.

After the completion of the fairyland, there is a flash of spiritual light in the pavilion, and gradually a middle-aged man appears out of thin air on the edge of the pavilion, the middle-aged man is dressed in a gray and white robe, and the person looks elegant with a peaceful, which makes people very comfortable, of course, this person is also a soul state.

The middle-aged man turned into Juhua did not run away like the two of them with a sleeping beauty, he looked back at the middle-aged Confucian scholar, his eyes were full of wisps of resentment, and suddenly he roared, "Qilin, you and I are of the same race, why did you rebel against me and throw yourself into the human race, is it because of repaying your kindness? ”

The Confucian scholars laughed and talked, but did not answer.

"Are you weak-hearted? traitor, scum of my demon clan, are you going to reseal me? The middle-aged man of the dragon looked hideous and angry.

"It's been sealed for tens of thousands of years, and it hasn't been able to wipe away the evil qi on your body, and it's still so explosive. At this time, with the spiritual power you still have left, see if I can reseal it in you. ”

The middle-aged Confucian soul suddenly talked on the pavilion and disappeared, and the next moment, a spiritual light flashed above the head of the middle-aged man of the dragon, and the figure of the middle-aged Confucian was revealed.

The middle-aged Confucian man smiled, and the figure curled into a huge unicorn, and the unicorn stepped on the clouds and half-stands. The unicorn condensed with a pair of dragon eyes, shooting out two gray and white rays of light, and the gray and white light came into the air, instantly turning into a gray and white net, and pounced on the middle-aged man of the giant dragon.

The middle-aged man of the dragon followed and turned into his body, and the dragon appeared, roared up to the sky, and pounced on the unicorn, but when he heard the sound of "hissing", the dragon pounced on the gray net and struggled twice, and then had no power to fight back, and was shrouded in gray and white light motionless, looking up to the sky and roaring, and then being taken into the eyes of the unicorn.

After doing this, the unicorn turned into a Confucian again, he stood on the clouds, his hands were a little east and west, the clouds and mist in the fairy realm surged, and the next moment the sleeping beauty appeared silently under his eyes.

The sleeping beauty looked back and saw the Confucian talking and standing in the air, her bewitching face was suddenly frightened without a trace of blood, she panicked, she pinched her hand, and there were words in her mouth for a while, so that what kind of escape technique, the silver light flashed, and the sleeping beauty disappeared again.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar talked about elegance and stood up, did not know how to move the mountain, did not like or worry, saw that the sleeping beauty disappeared again, his big hand gently moved forward, the clouds and mist in the fairy area surged, and the sleeping beauty appeared under the eyes again.

The sleeping beauty suddenly found that the magic technique she was proud of was just a joke in the other party's illusion, nothing and she didn't run away anymore, she looked back at the Confucian scholar.

The Confucian stepped on the clouds, the people looked conniving and negotiating, and the sleeping beauty hated the Confucian very much, and she found that she was about to be driven crazy by the Confucian scholars, and she felt that she had to do something, such as a few symbolic resistances, to show her determination.

The slender jade hand of the sleeping beauty played a complicated hand duel on her chest, and suddenly the silver light in the fairy realm flashed, and several silver bracelets appeared around the sleeping beauty.

Standing in it, her whole body looked arrogant, and then she pinched her hand on the silver bracelet, and several bracelets flew towards the Confucian scholar.

Following what the sleeping beauty was silently chanting, the person disappeared out of thin air, and the next moment she appeared behind the Confucian scholar, at this time she held a black black sword of death.

The beautiful young woman has an inexplicable fear and confidence in the Death Knife, the Death Knife is the treasure of their demon clan, although the Death Knife at this time is only a condensation of her spiritual power.

But the Sleeping Beauty still believes in this knife very much, because she has no other hole cards to deal with the Confucian, she believes in the Death Knife's restrained evil spirit and its devouring supernatural powers, and the Sleeping Beauty wants to use this to devour the supernatural powers to kill the Confucius, so as to escape.

She raised the Grim Reaper's Knife in her slender hand and stabbed the middle-aged Confucian in the back, her magic was so mysterious that the middle-aged Confucian couldn't dodge it at all.

was stabbed in the back, but the middle-aged Confucian didn't feel a trace of pain, or even felt anything, he just looked back at the sleeping beauty with a smile, and flicked the knife of death with a flick of his big hand to dissipate. (To be continued......)