Chapter 743: Tens of millions of Yin soldiers, ten thousand will attack 9

The fish noodles and horse body didn't expect that Xia Feng would give him such a big gift. I opened my mouth on the fish surface and didn't know what to say.

The fish-faced horse stiffened his neck and roared in a low voice: "Immortal, please rest assured that as long as I still have a breath, I can reach the human world. I will never allow anyone to hurt your family. If you give it to me, I will definitely hand it on to your family!" Listening to the fish-faced horse patting his chest, he swore to it. Xia Feng patted him on the shoulder and rolled up his sleeves. The two had disappeared to the top of the snow and appeared in the war.

At this time, there are only a few ghosts left. There was also a stream of escape light flying towards the space crack. After the fish face and horse body said goodbye to Xia Feng, they also turned into a streamer and flew into the underworld.

The battle at the peak of the two immortals made the space tremble all the time. It's not bad that he is the second ancestor of the Qi family, and he has great means. King Fan Luo's many means can't do any damage to Qi Yuan at all.

On the contrary, every kind of fairy seal of Qiyuan is simply endless, and the king of Fan Luo came out with thick green blood all over his body. Four arms, blood-stained, scarred all over the body.

"Roar--!" King Fan Luo danced his bronze spear and stabbed Qi Yuan many times in an instant. However, Qiyuan's speed was simply too fast. King Fan Luo couldn't keep up with his speed at all, and all Taoism failed. At this time, King Fanluo can be called the end of the crossbow.

Tens of thousands of ghosts were forced back by the solitary immortals. This is a real heavy hit for it. Qi Yuan will not seize this opportunity. His figure suddenly appeared above the king of Fanluo, roaring and roaring, waving his arms, and only seeing the light. Qi Yuan's hands turned into a strong fairy array.

The fairy array condensed the power of the wheel. Qi Yuan held a golden light in his hands and smashed Fan Luo Wang fiercely without saying a word.

"Boom--!"

He was hit by an unexpected fairy art. Fan Luo Wang screamed sadly, and the pain distorted the expression on his face. Half of the bloody face has been blown up. At this point, I'm afraid the defeat of King Fan Luo will happen sooner or later!

Xia Feng looked at the battle on the sky with a flat face. In less than a moment, the defeated King Fan Luo was then passively beaten, and even his body was constantly broken. Fan Luo Wang finally knew that if he continued to hold on, he would be afraid that the thousand-year-old road would be destroyed here.

Without saying a word, he held his bronze spear, branded a wisp of blood, and threw it fiercely. The spear was thrown out, tore open a very long space crack and went straight away. Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes and suddenly dodged. Unexpectedly, the bronze spear firmly locked him, quickly twisted, and forced him to kill him again.

A smile rose from the corners of Xia Feng's mouth, which seemed to... After King Fan Luo's long roar, his body suddenly flew out of a green light and flew straight to the underworld.

"Today's hatred, I, King Fan Luo, wrote it down. One day, I, the King of Fanluo, will step on the fairyland again, and give you ten times as a gift!!!" For the fairyland, King Fan Luo really hated it to the extreme.

Here, King Fan Luo lost almost all his belongings. Including its own subordinates, it even has to give up its own body, otherwise, it will not even have a chance to return to the underworld.

The monks below also suddenly became clear when they heard it.

Everyone knows about the relationship between the witch and Xia Feng. Today, the obvious cultivation has been greatly advanced. I'm afraid that Qi Qingyu took advantage of the danger when he was seriously injured by the witch at that time. Xia Feng should have been closed at that time. If you come to find the scene now, you must be quite angry.

If it hadn't been for Qi Yuan pulling up his old face and not willing to go with Xia Feng, Qi Qingyu's life would not have been saved.

Qi Yuan finally sighed. To be honest, he felt that his grasp of defeating Xia Feng was absolutely no more than 3%. Otherwise, how could he leave such a face?

The old monster who has lived for thousands of years naturally understands which is more important. If you put your life up for the sake of Qi Qingyu, it's really not worth it.

Qi Yuan waved his big hand to the back, and his divine consciousness came out. After a while, on the sky, a trembling young man, with a look of fear, slowly moved this way.

The expression on that look is worse than eating a piece of shit.

Some monks couldn't help twitching at the corners of their mouths. Qi Qingyu was even more. As soon as she arrived at Qi Yuan, she looked at Xia Feng with a little fear and said, "Xia Feng, I advise you to calm down. My ancestors are here. If you treat me... to me..."

The more Qi Qingyu looked at Xia Feng, the more he felt panicked and stammered. Looking at Xia Feng's indifferent eyes, he did not dare to say the second half of the sentence.

"Ancestor, please help me, help me, don't let him take me away. Please, ancestor. I still want to live. I'm your direct bloodline. Qi Qingyu reached the last runny nose and burst into tears. Unexpectedly, he directly hugged Qiyuan's thigh and howled. His heartbreaking voice was as if his own father had died.

The Sanxiu below resisted the way he didn't want to laugh.

It deterres the whole Nanzhou, proud of the world, only afraid of the demon saint and the imperial family, how can such a bastard appear? Qi Yuan's face was even more ugly. Don't say that Xia Feng was going to take the life of his direct son. Even he wanted to slap this thing without any backbone to death.

He is regretting why he is blind and how can he spoil such a thing?

Qi Yuan resisted the strong nausea in his heart, took a deep breath and said slowly to Qi Qingyu, "Qingyu, you leave with Xia Feng's Taoist friends. Don't worry, your life will not be hindered, and you will suffer some skin and flesh at most."

"Ancestor, please help me, help me. You are my own ancestor. How can you let me fall into the hands of this killer god? Please, I don't want to die yet!!" Qi Qingyu's snot and tears were all wiped on Qi Yuan's robe. Qi Yuan's qi and blood rolled, and Xia Feng laughed angrily.

"Bassol, shut up!!" Qi Yuan's face was really unbearable. He slapped Qi Qingyu's face fiercely and directly knocked him unconscious. Without saying a word, he gritted his teeth and said anger, "Taoist friend... Maybe the Qi family has something to do with you. That's the initial kindness and resentment. Even if you can't be a friend, even if you can't be a friend. How about not being an enemy?"

"If people don't offend me, I won't offend them. The feud between the Qi family and me..." Xia Feng recalled the years, and a kind of hatred arose. He looked at Qi Yuan and said, "Do you know what kind of pain the Huoling Xianjun caused me at the beginning? I even have the hatred of extermination of the whole Qi family.

"..." As soon as this word came out, there was silence around. Qi Yuan's face was stiff. Xia Feng then shook his head. He was already open-minded. Knowing that this was a disaster, he slowly said, "Tell you that you owe me a favor. After changing this favor, let's sit as a friend."