"If you don't tell the truth, I'll kill your grandson. ”

Red Flame Saint Ji said coldly to Wang Yang.

"No, Shengji, you can hold me hostage, I am willing to exchange my life for my son's life. ”

Wang Jing'an became more and more anxious, and desperately approached the Red Flame Saint Ji, wanting to replace Yang Huo with himself.

Yang Huo was moved by Wang Jing'an's motherly heart again, but he was moved, he still hoped that he would not die in the hands of the Red Flame Saint Ji, he had traveled to this life, and the good days had not been enough, if he died like this, wouldn't it be too wrong?

But the surface work still needs to be done.

"Mother, don't come here. ”

Yang Huo said without pain.

"One ......"

The Red Flame Saint Ji didn't pay attention to Wang Jing'an's words at all, and had already begun to count.

"No, Holy Queen, please let me go. ”

"Two ......"

"Holy Ji, please, exchange my life for my son's life......"

Wang Jing'an knelt down directly in front of the Red Flame Saint Ji, pulling the hem of the Red Flame Saint Ji's skirt, tears already flowing from her eyes.

"Three ......"

"Wait. ”

At the critical moment, Wang Yang shouted.

"What, are you willing to tell the truth?"

The Red Flame Saint Ji stared at Wang Yang and said.

"Shengji, you just killed my grandson, and I still say the same thing, I didn't hide Xin Zhi. ”

Chiyan Shengji thought that Wang Yang wanted to tell the truth, but unexpectedly, this was the result, she was stunned, and suddenly pushed Yang Huo away, and with a movement of her mind, she lifted Wang Jing'an on the ground high out of thin air and hung it above the front.

"Okay, then take your daughter and try it. Your grandson may not be as painful to you as my father was when he told me to abandon my daughter. ”

As soon as the words fell, the Red Flame Saint Ji's mind tightened, and Wang Jing'an suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, tilted his head, and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yang and Yang Huo were shocked, with the cultivation of the Red Flame Saint Ji, killing people was effortless, Wang Jing'an's situation at this time, the possibility of death was extremely great.

"Ah, you adversary. ”

Wang Yang thought that Wang Jing'an would definitely die, and immediately felt a great pain in his heart, and with a movement of his hand, he sacrificed a life-killing flying sword to the Red Flame Saint Ji.

But seeing that the Red Flame Saint Ji stretched out his hand and grabbed it, before the flying sword got close, there was a clicking sound, and Wang Yang's iron-refined flying sword was actually caught in the air and broken into countless pieces.

However, just as the Red Flame Saint Ji grabbed it, there was a flash of white light, and Wang Yang actually sacrificed another flying sword, which shot out from the Lao Gong acupoint in his left hand.

The Red Flame Saint Ji seemed to be familiar with this set of methods, and there was no accident or delay at all, and with a movement of her other hand, she grabbed the flying sword in the air.

These two moves and demolition moves are complicated to say, but they are actually a blink of an eye. Wang Yang's two flying swords were destroyed, the Yuan Shen was damaged, and the person took two steps back, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Chiyan Shengji only watched coldly from the other side, and did not kill Wang Yang, she still had to keep Wang Yang to tell Fang Xinzhi's whereabouts.

Wang Yang ignored the pain and suddenly sacrificed the soul destroying technique to the Red Flame Saint Ji. Immediately afterward, regardless of whether the blow was effective or not, he moved his sleeves and set up an ecstasy array, covering all four people present in the array.

The Red Flame Saint Ji only waved her sleeves, and then completely dissolved the Wutu Soul Destroying Technique, as for the Ecstasy Array laid by Wang Yang, she was unexpected, and was immediately trapped in the formation, while Wang Yang and Wang Jing'an and others were separated from each other because of the powerful power of the formation, and they didn't know how many formations were separated.

Before the Red Flame Saint Ji had time to think about the way to break the formation, he saw the figure in the formation swaying, and Wang Yang passed through the countless formations in one fell swoop, and suddenly approached him. But the moment he was close to his eyes, Wang Yang suddenly disappeared.

The Red Flame Saint Ji subconsciously sacrificed a metallic talisman magic shield, and then with a pop, the Red Flame Saint Ji's back was hit, but due to the effect of the magic shield, not only was she not injured, but she also shocked Wang Yang, who used the formation to go around the back and sneak attack, to retreat.

Wang Yang thought that this blow was about to be successful, but he was reversed in an instant, and was rebounded by the magic shield of the Red Flame Saint Ji, and hit the curtain behind him in one fell swoop, and fell to the ground.

Wang Yang was a little desperate, as soon as the Red Flame Saint Ji's magic shield was opened, no matter what method he used, it would be difficult for him to hurt the Red Flame Saint Ji, after all, there was a difference of two levels of Dao Xing, unless there were tens of thousands of catties of flying swords made of raw iron extraction iron essence, it was possible to penetrate it, but for a Seven Realm cultivator, just extracting iron essence would probably take nearly ten years.

After all, the Three Flavors True Fire is not on call, it requires a deep cultivation foundation.

And Wang Yang obviously didn't expect that he would one day face a monk of the Nine Realms, in the five major states of the world, the monks of the Nine Realms could count it with ten fingers.

So his two flying swords were only made of thousands of catties of raw iron, and it took two years to do so.

In fact, even if Wang Yang really had such a flying sword, he might not be able to take advantage of anything, how could a monk of the Nine Realms easily let a monk of the Seven Realms hit him? With his mind alone, he could lock such a flying sword in the middle of the way.

In the Twelve Realms of the Immortal Dao, the higher the level, the longer it takes to advance from the next level to the next level, so the suppression of the upper level to the next level will be more obvious, and the Nine Realms against the Seven Realms is far more oppressive than the Four Realms against the Second Realm.

But since there was a formation as a cover, Wang Yang always had to try other means, so he got up, flicked his sleeves, and blew out a wisp of blue-black smoke towards the Red Flame Saint Ji.

This wisp of smoke instantly expanded, and turned into a humanoid phantom, no, not in human form, in the form of a ghost, I saw his green fangs, four fangs were long and sharp, ghostly, and ten fingers had long nails, all of which were blue and black in color, as hard as steel, extremely sharp, and the end was very scary.

This is obviously something like a ghost, but it is a ghost that is turned into a ghost by the ghost of a person who died unjustly, and there is a way to domesticate a ghost in the world of cultivating immortals, which is to put them in a mass grave to absorb the death of the dead people underground.

This kind of deathly evil qi is very vicious, so the Yin Evil Ghost with high cultivation is a terrifying existence, and ordinary spells are difficult to resist their teeth and claws in front of them.

As soon as this sinister ghost was released, it slammed down on the Red Flame Saint Queen, and the five claw armors in his right hand grabbed the Red Flame Saint Queen's magic shield.

Chiyan Shengji was taken aback, she didn't expect Wang Yang to domesticate the Yin Evil Ghost, but she didn't dodge, but wanted to see how this Yin Evil Ghost cultivated, judging from the color, this Evil Ghost was blue and black in color, but the color of blue and black was not particularly deep, nor was it fully revealed, it was still a phantom, it should be a medium cultivation ghost.

The so-called art masters are bold, and the cultivation of the Nine Realms of the Red Flame Saint Ji is there, even if this evil ghost can break her magic shield, she has a hundred ways to make this powerful ghost disappear.

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The claw armor of the yin demon grabbed the magic shield, and it actually broke the magic shield of the Red Flame Saint Ji, which was really a bit unexpected by the Red Flame Saint Ji.

The Yin Evil Ghost struck a blow, and immediately raised his left hand again, grabbing the Red Flame Saint Ji who had no protection. If he was caught this time, he would have to be caught out of five transparent holes.

However, the Red Flame Saint Ji was not in a hurry, her mind froze, and her body took two steps back.

Strange things happened, the evil ghost originally grabbed it violently, but when it encountered the powerful intention of the Red Flame Saint Ji, it was as if it was grasping on a transparent gel, and the fierce blow turned out to be in slow motion.

Seeing this, Wang Yang's face turned ugly like a dead man, and he didn't know whether to blame the opponent for being too strong, or to blame himself for being too short-sighted. I couldn't imagine that a monk of the Nine Realms could turn the ferocious attack of a sinister ghost into a comical performance without making any moves.