The crimson mist intersects with the lives of the thousand-eyed demons. Jiang Qingyuan's fire burned, and his fog was damaged by at least three or four percent. The thousand-eyed ghost demon spewed several mouthfuls of black blood in a row, he roared angrily, picked up the sledgehammer, and attacked Jiang Qingyuan again.

Just as the two were fighting, the figure of the sharp-mouthed and thin-eared demon flashed and sank into the ground. At the same time, there were dozens of powerful ghosts that disappeared together.

Jiang Qingyuan, who was fighting with the thousand-eyed ghosts and demons, had already left a wisp of divine thought on his apprentice. Those ghost things, just emerged from the surrounding fox, Jiang Qingyuan's expression moved, and the red flame firebird, following the imprint, appeared directly beside the little fox.

Several ghosts who couldn't dodge screamed and turned into a pile of ashes. The rest of the ghosts and demons were taken aback, and suddenly scattered, and in their hearts, they were even more afraid of this firebird.

"Use the Extreme Yin Eye to deal with that firebird!" the thousand-eyed demon whispered in a secret voice.

After the thin-eared ghost demon received the order, his face flashed, and a dark green fire appeared in the skeleton's eyes. I saw that his face was full of determination, and he opened his ghost claws and went straight to his eyes.

The rest of the ghosts and demons followed suit. There is a dark fire in their eyes, and they dig their own eyes. A ghost howl, one after another. The little fox was numb when he saw it, and his hair stood upside down.

The fox had a flash of thought in his mind, and his left fingernail swelled, "Colorful Streamer Blade!" Dozens of transparent light blades swept towards those ghosts and demons like lightning, and at the moment they cut into the body of the ghosts, they burst out with seven-colored light, tearing the self-mutilating ghosts and demons into pieces all over the ground.

"Could it be...... This is the true power of the Colorful Streamer?" the fox was a little confused, looking at his nails and muttering.

"Be careful!" Jiang Qingyuan's anxious voice came in time. The little fox instantly came back to his senses, and the black whip in his right hand slammed into his side.

Those surviving ghosts ignored the fox's attack at all, and directly threw out their eyeballs and hit the little fox's talisman firebird.

"Wow!" The moment his eyeballs touched the Red Flame Firebird, a puddle of dark green yin fire erupted. The Red Flame Firebird trembled all over, and let out a terrible hiss, and the part that was hit was instantly pitch black, and even the flames around it had the potential to gradually extinguish.

The little fox was in a hurry, although the firebird protected her, but she couldn't overtake the firebird at all, so she had to use the colorful streamer blade wildly.

There are more and more ghosts surrounding them, and they are not afraid of death, digging out their own eyes, not seeking self-protection, just to seriously injure the red flame firebird.

"Master, quickly put away the firebird! If it continues like this, it will really die!" the little fox hurriedly turned around, and shouted loudly as he frantically cast the Streamer Blade.

The Red Flame Firebird was a mutant infant fire that Jiang Qingyuan had cultivated with great effort, how could he not know about the Firebird crisis? But the strength of the thousand-eyed ghost demon was strong, and his cultivation was not weaker than him in the slightest. He just wanted to go back to the rescue, but the thousand-eyed ghost demon immediately bullied him and blocked his retreat tightly, not giving him any chance to return at all.

"Damn!" Jiang Qingyuan frowned, gritted his teeth and cursed, and his divine thoughts swept towards Li Qianxue who was besieged from time to time. He could have taken back the firebird, but in this way, Qianxue would inevitably fall into a greater crisis; if he didn't take back the firebird, what was waiting for him would be that the infant fire would be extinguished, and he would be severely injured, and the end would not be much better.

"Master, quickly take back the firebird!I can deal with these ghosts!" The little fox saw that the firebird had been hit hard again, and her heart became more and more anxious.

"No! Even if I confess here today, I can't let Qianxue be harmed!" Jiang Qingyuan, who was fighting, instantly turned a thousand thoughts in his mind, and he finally made up his mind, and his yuan power skyrocketed, attacking the thousand-eyed ghost demon like a desperate attack.

"Old immortal, you really don't want to die!" Qianmu, who was forced to scrambled by Jiang Qingyuan, scolded angrily.

"The old man is dead today, and he will also pull you to be buried with him!" Jiang Qingyuan, who was really angry, sacrificed more than a dozen magic weapons at once, and attacked the thousand-eyed ghosts and demons together.

"You old pervert!" Chime was frightened by these magic weapons that suddenly appeared. The Ghost Eye Soul Lock Silk is a good weapon and magic weapon nemesis, but it can't deal with so many treasures at the same time.

Seeing the master's hard work, the little fox was immediately furious. She clenched her silver teeth, and her body was up and down, and she was so angry that she reached out and pulled the Red Flame Firebird and threw it into the Naling bag.

The red flame firebird was born early, and because the fox had the mark of its master's divine mind, it did not resist, and let the little fox throw it into the spirit bag.

Seeing that the firebird did not burn the Naling bag, the little fox felt a little relieved, and her beautiful eyes were instantly cold, staring straight at the ghosts and demons who surrounded her.

"Martial arts are one!"

"Colorful Streamer Blade!"

The fox Zhenyuan agitated, and the black Jiao whip picked up a hundred and ten fireballs and smashed them straight towards those ghosts.

Rumble...... Thunder burst open, and wreckage splattered everywhere. The little fox who shot in anger was like a bloodthirsty Shura from hell, stepping on the wind of scraping bones and reaping ghost lives frantically. At the same time, one hundred and ten transparent light blades shuttled through the group of ghosts, setting off a large area of fishy wind and black rain.

"This ?...... little pervert!" Qianmu, who saw the situation here, his heart was dripping blood, and he held back for a long time before he couldn't help cursing.

"Hahaha! Worthy of my apprentice Jiang Qingyuan, when dealing with the enemy, you should have an indomitable momentum!" This old man seemed to have forgotten his appearance of being controlled by others just now.

The two masters and apprentices, who were not tied up, gave full play to their own strength, and all the ghosts and demons were frightened and had the intention of retreating. The thousand-eyed ghosts and demons have no intention of entanglement with this madman-like master and apprentice, it's a big deal, he doesn't want this nest! He himself made a false move, carried a sledgehammer, drove a black cloud, rolled up the remaining subordinates on the ground, and flew towards the depths of the Yin Gorge.

"Master, are you alright?" the little fox, whose clothes were no longer colorless, leaned over to Jiang Qingyuan and asked urgently.

"What can you do as a teacher? But you, a girl's family, how can you get this way?" Jiang Qingyuan frowned slightly, if Qianxue was seen by outsiders like this, in the future, I am afraid that no one would dare to marry her.

"Master, is this just the case, let those ghosts and demons retreat?" the little fox wiped the black blood from his face, unwilling to do so.

"You girl, you are bold. That thousand eyes, the ghost is handsome and cultivates at the peak, if he wants to leave, your master and I really don't have the ability to keep others!" Jiang Qingyuan put away the magic weapon and laughed at himself.

"Alas, I thought I had found a golden nest, but I never thought I had entered the Hades Cave...... Take pity on my cloud-chasing sword, hey......" Jiang Qingyuan was like a mourning woman, touching the potholes on the golden sword, feeling sorry for himself, and chattering.

The little fox peeked over, and when she saw the master's virtue, she put out the fire and was speechless for a while. She performed a few cleaning techniques to clean up the stains on her body. I sighed secretly in my heart, "Yuan Jing of the white flowers!" ran away like this! But if the master didn't chase after her, she couldn't help it.