The Black Mist people failed to escape after all, and Ye Hongfeng followed, mobilizing the white tornado, wielding a long sword to slash out one green dragon after another. The green dragon was wrapped in the sword qi of the emerald blue long sword, shuttling through the black mist, devouring it bite by bite. Without the protection of the black mist, even if the black mist man is in the realm of the Enlightenment Soul Middle Realm, in the case of the exhaustion of the essence of the Yuan Infant and the vacuum of the spiritual energy, can he withstand a few swords? Not to mention that he is always shrouded in the black mist, obviously a monk with a weak body and a cultivator specializing in trickery, he really can't withstand the toss.

At this moment, the black fog around the black fog man dissipated, lying in a pool of blood, and the sword marks on his body were intertwined.

Ye Hongfeng knelt on one knee with his sword, panting heavily, his back already soaked with sweat. Although this long sword is not an extraordinary product, and the green dragons cut out are all sword gang illusions, it is not something that a monk who has not opened the sea of qi can bear. The turquoise long sword was a little dim, maybe it was a little overdrawn, and it turned into a turquoise streamer and drilled into Liu Ruoxin's body, suspended next to the golden pill and nourished by the Dan Qi.

Li Dazhuang took a bottle of elixir from Liu Ruoxin's hand, walked to Ye Hongfeng's side with force, and fed it. The white aura tornado was gone, and it merged into his body again. Li Dazhuang looked at his painful appearance, a little unbearable, but he couldn't destroy the formation. I had to carry him out of this small world on my back, maybe that the formation wouldn't work anymore and it wouldn't be necessarily.

Liu Ruoxin and the four of them supported each other and followed behind them, the periphery of the Dao Hall had long been imprisoned by space, and even if they were out of the small world, they might not be able to survive. But if he continues to stay, he will just sit back and wait to die, not to mention that Ye Hongfeng will die at any time due to excessive spiritual energy.

Li Dazhuang suddenly stood still and asked, "Really...... Can't you destroy the formation?" The entire Dao Hall was in a state of spiritual energy vacuum, which meant that the scope of the formation was far beyond this small world of spiritual pool, and he knew from the beginning that saying that maybe he could get rid of the formation by going out was just a good thing to deceive himself.

Lian Qing bit his lip and was silent for a while before he spoke: "I have just observed that the formation was damaged when Qi Xing entered the demon here two hundred years ago, and the damaged position was relatively weak. It's just that no matter how weak it is, it's not something we can destroy. ”

"How much strength do you need?" Li Dazhuang took a deep breath.

Lian Qing hesitated a little, but still said slowly, "At least...... The full force of the Mahayana realm monk's blow ......"

Li Dazhuang was silent, carrying Ye Hongfeng on his back and continuing to walk towards the outside of the small world, but every step was extremely heavy, as if he was parting with life and death.

Li Dazhuang stopped in front of the black fog man's broken body, he lowered his head, looked at the black fog man's body a little dullly, and was silent.

"Uncle Li, let's go home......" Ye Hongfeng was angry, and his voice was low and dreamy. The memories of the past 18 years are like shadow puppets in the temple fair. I heard from the older generation in the village that people will see the most important memories of their lives before they die, and that's probably what they say.

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"Grandpa, there is a hole in the top of this wine jar, maybe it all leaked from here. Hey, you put down the wooden staff first, the gentleman doesn't move his mouth, it's really not me who stole it. Hiccup~ Don't hit!I was wrong, ouch......"

"Uncle Li, those snow lotus snatchers are here again, it's in that forest, let's cut him! Don't mind, why don't you believe me, I really don't have any tricks......

"Hey, tigress, you look good when you're not angry......"

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Ye Hongfeng's consciousness was a little blurred, and he muttered a few words from time to time. Liu Ruoxin stood behind Uncle Li, her lips pursed hard, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes.

"Uncle Li, I might be able to ......"

"Can a girl settle the matter between the old men? I can't afford to lose this person. Uncle Li said with a straight face.

He naturally knew that it was possible for the monk to use the strength to cross the border with the help of a powerful magic weapon, but the price was often too heavy, and it was almost a means of exchanging a life for a life. Liu Ruoxin can have this determination, Uncle Li is moved in his heart. But moving is moving, but it is never agreed.

Li Dazhuang turned around and handed Ye Hongfeng to Lan Ning to support. Ye Hongfeng opened his eyes in a haze, Li Dazhuang's actions made him feel a little uneasy, "Uncle Li, what are you going to do?"

Li Dazhuang didn't respond to him, squatting beside the remnants of the Black Mist Man, and the spiritual power in his hands turned into several exercises and drilled into the remnants. The spell in his hand did not stop, and a little light escaped from the remnant body, which was gathered together through the training, and gradually turned into the appearance of a black mist man. From time to time, words came slowly, and Li Dazhuang was like a nagging old man, babbling something inconsequential. In fact, as the light solidified, he was rapidly aging, and in the blink of an eye, the green silk turned into snow, and his temples turned gray.

"I'm a rough person, I love to admit death, and I have been since I was a child. At that time, there was an old man selling sugar gourds next to my house, and the old man was quite picky, and the sugar gourds were always smaller than others. The old man was not young, and he didn't have a few teeth left in his mouth. The neighbors were afraid of his strange temper and didn't dare to associate with him, and I usually avoided him, for fear that he would find an excuse to entangle me. But the old man was so enchanted that he caught me and said that I was his grandson, and he always turned out something long out of nowhere and stuffed it for me to eat. Later, several strong men approached him, saying that there was a problem with the sugar gourd he was selling, and the children in the neighborhood were sick in bed after eating it, vomiting and diarrhea. The strong men beat him up in the street and beat him half to death. When I found out, I chased them with a stick and beat them, and several people were beaten by me and were red and swollen. After that, many people came to my family, and in those days, my mother wiped her tears at home every day, saying that I was ignorant and caused trouble. But I don't regret it, whoever is good to me, even if I try my best, I can't let people bully him......"

The black mist condensed by the light was dragged into Li Dazhuang's body by the spiritual power, and in that body, Yuan Ying, who had been sleeping for a long time, slowly opened his eyes, and Yuan Ying's body was full of cracks! Li Dazhuang turned around and walked into the formation in the spirit pool.

"I was originally an elder of the Holy Gate of the Husband, and the foundation was destroyed when the sect collapsed hundreds of years ago, if it wasn't for Ye Lao's rescue, I wouldn't be alive today. Boy, your grandfather has a life-saving grace for me, so I can die, you can't die!"

The primordial infant and the primordial spirit of the black mist man fused, and Li Dazhuang's aura climbed to the peak of enlightenment. The spiritual power scurried through his meridians, and everything went berserk.

"Enlightenment Peak Cultivator Shattered Yuan Infant, comparable to the Mahayana realm with all his strength......" Lian Qing muttered softly.

"Don't!" Ye Hongfeng struggled towards the spirit pool with red eyes. The person who always likes to brag, shouting big words all day long, but can't even cast the spell of making fire, at this moment, in order to save him, he wants to collapse the formation with his own life and destroy this world.

Li Dazhuang stood calmly in the formation, and his eyes reflected the figure of Ye Hongfeng being dragged back, slightly rippling.

"When people get old, they love to get into the sand. ”

He suddenly laughed and said, "Boy, your Uncle Li has never lied to you, I can turn the clouds and rain when I raise my hand, and I will be shocked when I tremble." Now this small world wants your life, and I won't agree. You're going to see it!"

Yuan Ying's face suddenly distorted, and the Yuan Shen of the Black Mist wanted to break free, but he was so restrained by spiritual power that he couldn't move. As soon as Ye Hongfeng and the others jumped out of the small world of the spirit pool, the light inside was magnificent, and with the aura of the collapse of the world, the translucent light swirl was shattered.

Vaguely, Ye Hongfeng saw Li Dazhuang's lips move, as if to say: "Live......"

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"Plop!"

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