Yan Luo Chair had already felt the murderous aura in Mo Yufei's fierce eyes.

It couldn't help but shiver and thought to itself: "It seems that if I refuse to accommodate him and send him back to the Yang World immediately to save his relatives, this kid may lift himself up and break his bones, or simply throw it into the ghost fire and burn it into a ball of ashes!" Thinking of this, Yama Luo Chair was really a little scared and panicked.

It swallowed for a while, its mouth seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and it hesitated for a long time before it stammered: "Is this? cough, this is not very accommodating!" When it glanced at Mo Yufei, it saw that Mo Yufei's face was bulging, and he clenched his fists angrily, and was about to give a crushing blow to the Yama chair!

Yan Luo chair had long been wary of Mo Yufei's fist, and when he saw Mo Yufei's fist, he had unceremoniously stretched out to his approach. Yama Chair instinctively cast an illusion in order to take off into the air and escape from this ghost fire ring!

But at the moment when he took off a vertical height in the air, there was a muffled "bang", and the head of the Yama chair seemed to be on top of an incomparably solid ceiling. He screamed "oops, oops", fell to the ground, and after rolling three times, he saw Mo Yufei kick out mercilessly and rush towards its chair.

Yan Luo Chair hurriedly turned Fang Fang's body again, trying his best to dodge and dodge, looking embarrassed! He didn't really plan to smash the Yama chair, but just made a fierce posture to scare it!

However, Mo Yufei's wishful thinking is just a dream.

In fact, Yama Luo Chair knew very well in his heart that if he couldn't get out of this ghost fire ring first, his own crossing technique would not be able to be effective. Under Mo Yufei's fake play, he really threw the Yama chair that had nowhere to dodge in his palm, raised it high, and he made a gesture of falling into the ghost fire, and threatened: "Yama chair, if you refuse to promise me and take me through the secluded capital of the Huiyang world, I will smash you to pieces!!"

Yan Luo Chair said helplessly: "Even if I want to help you now, I can't do it, because, in this ghost fire ring, I am like a waste chair, and I have lost the function of traversing." If you still don't believe me, I'll just close my eyes and wait for death!"

As he spoke, Yama had really closed his eyes and was waiting to die.

When Mo Yufei heard this, he didn't know whether to believe it or not, but no matter what, he couldn't bear to fall to his death like this!

Just as he was hesitating, the sound of Li Huangquan and Meng Lang's fight suddenly stopped! Mo Yufei was quite surprised. At a glance, I saw that there was an extra ghost in the middle of Li Meng's two ghosts. He unconsciously lowered the Yama chair and stared forward.

I saw that the ghost looked like a tiger with a bear's waist, standing as high as an iron tower. As soon as he stood there, Li Huangquan and Meng Lang were involuntarily forced back by this incomparably powerful aura.

Even Su Xiaoxiao and Bao Ren, who were standing on the side, almost exclaimed.

Before Li Huangquan and Meng Lang could open their mouths to question, the fierce ghost actually said in a rough voice first: "Quickly put the Guanyin Sword and the Rulai Sword in my hands, and then run for your life!" As soon as the words came out, there seemed to be an invisible and huge aura of oppression, which made Li Huangquan and Meng Lang so overwhelmed by this aura that they couldn't control themselves and took three steps back.

When they stood firm, they couldn't help but gasp for breath. They wanted to defend loudly, but they became short of breath in their mouths, which was caused by the powerful aura of the fierce ghosts. In addition, the voices of the two of them together are only one-tenth of the loudness of the fierce ghost, so the phrase "reason is not loud" is really not suitable for this occasion.

Although the words of the fierce ghost did not have the shocking effect of a lion's roar, his dull and majestic downward pressure seemed to make it easier for the opponent to surrender instantly. Prostrate oneself.

Sure enough, after the fierce ghost repeated the words just now, Li Huangquan and Meng Lang only cared about panting and breathing, but still didn't say a word.

"Give Su Xiaoxiao to me as a concubine again, and then you can quickly get away! I can't see any angry ghosts the most!" said the fierce ghost with an extremely rough and wild glaring at Bao Ren, who was holding Su Xiaoxiao's arm.

Bao Ren knew that the fierce ghost he encountered in front of him was at least ten times stronger than Li Huangquan and Meng Lang. If it is a strong opponent, it is absolutely more than lucky. Besides, this hateful fierce ghost not only wanted to snatch the sword, but also forcibly snatched Su Xiaoxiao. It seems that he wants all three.

Bao Ren's self-raised light skills were not bad, he simply twisted his body and galloped towards the direction of the Yama Palace. He had no time to fight again, and there was only one thought in his heart: "Seeing Queen Yama, no matter how powerful the fierce ghost is, he and Su Xiaoxiao are no longer afraid."

Therefore, before the fierce ghost came back to his senses, Bao Ren had already led Su Xiaoxiao, fled quickly, and ran wildly. Bao Ren felt that although the fierce ghost was extremely strong, his aura was shocking. However, walking light skills may not be his strength. In terms of the light-weight exercises of quick escape, he may not be as good as himself. Therefore, he didn't even think about it, so he planned to make thirty-six plans, and it was the best policy.

However, imagination is imagination, but the cruelty of reality really disappointed Bao Ren. Just when he had just run ten steps away, the iron tower seemed to be a fierce ghost, and at some point it had blocked the way and was in front of Bao Ren and Su Xiaoxiao.