Cao Jiema only whispered softly at first, but as time went on, his voice grew louder and louder. It seemed that countless tangible words popped out of his mouth between his lips and closed one by one, and with mysterious power, they melted into the white bones on the ground.

Like Sanskrit chanting, his complexion became more and more pious, with an inexplicable sense of sacredness. Later, even screaming as hard as he could, his voice echoed everywhere around.

The wind rose, blowing the black hair of Yi Yunfei's shawl, and he felt an unprecedented threat. This threat comes from the bones that don't seem to be moving. Looking closely, the color of those white bones seemed to be changing wonderfully, exuding a faint purple.

The wind in the air became even more violent, like a huge whirlpool, constantly rotating around the pile of white bones arranged according to the mystical pattern. Countless purple points of light appeared in the air, like a river flowing into the sea, constantly converging towards the white bones.

The color of the white bones changed faster and faster, and soon it turned into a deep purple like a jewel, exuding a radiant luster. This luster is intoxicating and bewitching. And more people have no intention of appreciating this beautiful color.

Because at this moment, many people were screaming, and their hearts were beating violently, screaming and falling backwards quickly. Because they felt that the air around them, which they didn't care about at all, seemed to become extremely heavy at this moment, like the sea water in the deep sea, squeezing their bodies from all directions.

Yi Yunfei's face was solemn, and he also felt this power, which seemed to fall from the sky, pressing his body towards the ground with all his strength. What he is afraid of is not this kind of power, but this kind of restraint, and he is relieved to let Cao Jiema launch this last resort, in fact, the main reliance is still [Divine Foot Communication]. As long as this magic power can be used smoothly, no matter how big the crisis is, he is confident that he will turn the danger into a disaster.

But now, this suppression from all directions made him feel an unprecedented crisis, and he didn't know if the [Divine Foot Communication] could still be used.

"Sect Master, interrupt him quickly, you must not let him succeed!" The wind gusted, and I didn't know who was in charge, and the disciples of Yi Yun Sect shouted in unison, and only then did their voices reach Yi Yunfei's ears.

"Fei'er, interrupt him quickly, this Ancestor Summoning Array is not something you can bear now. If you want to see the methods of the demon clan, there will be opportunities in the future!" A gentle female voice came into Yi Yunfei's ears, and Yi Yunfei's heart jumped.

This salutation, this voice, made him feel a closeness that he had never felt before. After coming to this world, he looked at it all the way, but his heart was still a little lonely after all. Although there are so many disciples of Yiyun Sect, there are two girls who are devoted to him, Yang Ruoxi and Zhou Yuwei, which makes him feel the slightest warmth. But all the warmth added up didn't seem to be as reassuring to him as the words that came to his ears at this moment.

This voice was naturally Qin Qingcheng's, and when she saw Yi Yunfei's choice at the moment, she finally reminded her a little anxiously. Perhaps in the dark, this kind of bloodline connection is more mysterious than any supernatural spell. Although Yi Yunfei knew that this body was still the original body, and the soul in it had been replaced by himself. But he still thought of who the person who made this voice was for the first time.

"She's here, it seems that I made the right bet after all, not all mothers don't care about their children!" The slightly furrowed brow stretched out at this moment, although he did not listen to Qin Tingcheng's arrangement and interrupted Cao Jiema's spell, but because of the various discomforts caused by Cao Jiema, it seemed to have become a lot lighter in this instant.

He even had a feeling of eagerness to try, wanting Cao Jiema to start this formation quickly, end all this quickly, and then be able to meet Qin Qingcheng's mother. He was like a child at the moment, like all children, and wanted to show himself in front of his mother, perhaps just for a smile and an appreciation from his mother. This little bit of recognition may not be anything in the eyes of outsiders, but in the heart of a child, it is the greatest affirmation.

Coming from that world and experiencing those things, Yi Yunfei has a strong thirst for maternal love. The Huang Qin family's repeated provocations, he has some hands, not that he can't solve this trouble, but he always has a trace of hope. Expecting that everything is just a misunderstanding, expecting that his biological mother is not such a cold-blooded and ruthless existence as he guessed.

His mood was extremely happy, and a bright smile appeared on his cold face. His luck seemed to be good, everything was as he expected, and it wasn't that bad.

The monk who was paying attention to this side saw his expression and was inexplicably relieved. They thought that Yi Yunfei was so happy because he had the means to deal with Cao Jiema, but how did they know that what he was concerned about at the moment was not this matter at all.

Cao Jiema's heart sank a little, and he concentrated on chanting spells, but it didn't mean that he didn't pay attention to Yi Yunfei's dynamics. Seeing Yi Yunfei's expression at this moment, he was also apprehensive. Yi Yunfei's performance is always unexpected, and in Cao Jiema's opinion, it is not impossible for Yi Yunfei to think of a way to deal with it.

"I hope you can have the last laugh!" Cao Jiema saw that the purple aura on the white bones was steaming towards the air, he calmed down a little, smiled coldly, and looked at Yi Yunfei with absolute confidence and said softly.

The demon clan invaded the hundreds of monks of the human race this time, and the final life-saving weight was in his hands, which was also the exchange conditions negotiated between him and the tribe before he set off. The Ancestor Summoning Array, the summoned Demon Clan Ancestors, when he was alive, were all amazing and brilliant characters, and he didn't believe that Yi Yunfei could deal with it easily.

"What's that? Is it a horse?" The purple aura in the sky quickly condensed, and the form of a horse gradually revealed its true face. This steed is 100 feet long, and its whole body is crystal purple, like a heavenly horse volley, with a noble atmosphere.

"What is this Ancestor Summoning Array going to do? Is it to summon their ancestors? Is the ancestor of the Ying Zhao Department a horse?" Many of them were very puzzled, the galloping horses in the sky only had a general outline, which was not clear, and they could only guess.

When the form of the horse in the sky appeared, Yi Yunfei felt his body sink suddenly, and the power of that suppression more than doubled in an instant. His slightly suspended body suddenly sank and fell uncontrollably to the ground.

The scorching temperature of Zhu Jiutian's flame had not yet dissipated, and when his feet touched the ground, there was a sneering sound, green smoke rose from his feet, and the soles of his shoes instantly turned into flying ashes. The ground had been burned to the point of incomparable hardness by the flames, but Yi Yunfei's fallen feet still stepped on the grooves on the ground that were half a foot deep.

His flesh is tough, and this temperature can be tolerated. With the force under his feet, his body rose into the sky again, rushing straight into the air, condescending and coldly overlooking the purple galloping horse that appeared in the sky.

He felt the pressure, Cao Jiema's formation power had not been fully exerted, it almost made him suffer, if the formation really summoned the so-called demon ancestors, I was afraid that the power would be even more terrifying.

Even in mid-air, the pressure on his body did not decrease in the slightest, but continued to increase. Yi Yunfei continued to increase the power of the suspended air, and the power of the other party's suppression was also getting bigger and bigger.

It seemed that Yi Yunfei seemed to be suspended in the air very calmly, but the battle had already started early.

"Yi Yunfei, you should feel honored to be able to see the heroic souls of the three generations of ancestors of my Yingzhao Department! Aborigines are indigenous, as maggots on the ground, how can they see the scenery that the eagle in the sky can see? You die yourself, no wonder me!" Cao Jiema laughed, he could see that Yi Yunfei was already a little struggling at the moment to be able to maintain the stability of his body. The three generations of ancestors of the Demon Clan's Ying Zhao Department that he summoned have not officially appeared, let alone make a move, Yi Yunfei has already dealt with it so hard, once the ancestor appears, Yi Yunfei will definitely not have any chance to fight back.

"But that's it!" Yi Yunfei took a deep breath, his body suddenly stabilized, and said lightly.

Cao Jiema was slightly stunned, he didn't know if Yi Yunfei was being reckless, or if he could really deal with it easily. He didn't open his mouth to argue, he jumped up around the pile of bones, his movements were rough, his hands raised, he danced at will, and his mouth was shouting, like a very primitive dance.

"Dancing gods?" Yi Yunfei shouted a little amusefully when he saw Cao Jiema, who was the demon king, making such a strange move. I have to say that Cao Jiema's actions at the moment are really eight or nine points similar to the dancing god that Yi Yunfei had seen on TV before.

Cao Jiema may not have understood Yi Yunfei's ridicule, or maybe he can't be distracted at the moment, he didn't pay attention to Yi Yunfei at all. His move, the launch of the formation, the effect is very obvious.

The purple form of the horse in the sky is becoming more and more clear, and you can already see the fluttering tail and the long mane on the back. And the head is also beginning to gradually show its shape.

The suppressed power doubled again, and Yi Yunfei's body fell towards the ground like a meteorite, the speed at which this power increased was too fast, he didn't expect it to be so fast at all. Caught off guard, he didn't have time to lift his strength at all, and fell directly from the sky.

"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master Yi!"

"Fei'er!" exclamations sounded from all directions, and everyone jumped up in fright, everyone was already two or three thousand meters away, and they couldn't feel the kind of pressure that Yi Yunfei was under. At this moment, seeing Yi Yunfei suddenly falling, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Qin Qingcheng, who had not retreated, jumped up suddenly, his white palm turned over, and a palm print condensed out of thin air, and he wanted to slap towards Cao Jiema with a wave of his hand.

Cao Jiema felt a burst of fear, and suddenly raised his head, only to realize the existence of Qin Chengcheng. He was terrified in his heart, he thought that Yuan Guizong was the most terrifying person on the side of Yi Yunzong, but he didn't expect that there was a Qin Chengcheng hidden before it appeared.

As soon as the palm print condensed, before he could make a move, he felt an unprecedented death crisis.

However, the palm print was not photographed, because Yi Yunfei, who had fallen to the ground, jumped up from the ground vigorously. He looked at Qin Qingcheng, who was anxious, his eyes were warm, and he said softly: "Don't worry, I'll come by myself!"

This was the first time he had seen Qin Chengcheng, and it was also the first time he had spoken to this mother, whom he had never met. He had a big smile on his face, which was a joy from the bottom of his heart. Qin Qingcheng is a woman who is extremely beautiful, and everything she has completely coincides with the mother image that Yi Yunfei dreamed of countless times in his sleep.

This feeling of closeness is indescribable and irreplaceable!