Chapter 107 Return Successfully

At the gate of the small courtyard, Xuanming looked at the prohibition with some difficulty. When he came, he was the only one, and it was easy to put the fog in, but now he still has two people in his hand. He can melt the fog, but these two can't.

After hesitating for a while, he was still cruel. He broke the ban with one shot, hugged the two women tightly, and rushed into the void like an arrow. It began to rush to the East China Sea. The breaking of the prohibition exposed Xuan Ming's figure to everyone without reservation. Xuan Ming rushed out and woke up Hu Yan Jiner and Di Jing and said, "If you find an opportunity, go to Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea, you know?"

Di Jing saw Xuanming and his eyes turned red again. Xuanming sighed, and he knew it would be like this.

Huyan Jiner calmed down a lot, but took a deep look at Xuan Ming, and her face was a little pale. Then he nodded and pulled Di Jing, signaling Xuanming to be relieved.

The magic soldiers rushed out from all corners of Lianshan one after another, constantly obstructing Xuanming's footsteps. Xuanming looked at the dense group of magic soldiers, with a red tree-heart stick in his hand, leaning on the insurmountable divine fire and splitting at the magic soldiers.

A cluster of divine fire spewed out of the long stick in the heart of the tree and burned the world like a magic soldier. The irresistible speed made a group of magic soldiers submerge in a sea of fire. Out of the temple of the demon religion. Then he fell into the large area of dirty fog.

Those already sticky, greasy and dirty fog are even more dense and dirty now. The dirty fog blocked Xuanming's sight. He could have seen a square, but now he didn't even have a foot. In his eyes, it was a hazy fog. This greatly hindered Xuanming's escape. And the dirty things hidden around are still waiting for the opportunity to attack Xuanming and Hu Yanjin from time to time.

Xuanming's divine consciousness is powerful. Naturally, he will not let such dirty things win. He can always kill them with a stick when they are dirty. But the two women are not Xuanming, but they don't have such a strong consciousness. They were almost attacked several times. Fortunately, Xuanming was always taken care of.

Once again, a stick cut off the thing that could not be seen, but it was extremely dirty. Xuanming couldn't bear to throw the long stick, and the fingers on his hands flew, and a cluster of divine fire was sprinkled in the rain-like fast-like red stick.

With a strange heat and high temperature, the divine fire that was enough to burn everything in the world instantly dyed the whole mountain red. A cluster of divine fire fell into the fog, like a dripping water like an oil pot, causing the fierce roll in the sticky and greasy fog. The sad roar sounded sharply from various places in the fog, and then quickly indulged. In the rolling fog, screams came one after another.

Huyan Jiner and Di Jing looked at Xuanming, who stood solemnly in the fire like a god of murder, with a trace of strangeness and admiration in their eyes. Huyan Jiner sighed, and the quiet voice was quickly buried in the screams of suff and things. Only Di Jing, who was standing next to her, could hear it clearly. She said, "So I didn't see him clearly at all."

Xuanming took back the long stick, and the fog was much thinner in the process of burning stricken objects. At least Xuanming was enough to see the road clearly. He took one with one hand and began to rush out.

Finally rushed out of the fog. At this time, the stone man guarding the periphery of the fog had already fought with the magic soldiers on the periphery. However, it seemed that there were only magic soldiers who were always desperate, but the stone man seemed to be very happy. When he saw Xuan Ming come out, he cheered excitedly at Xuan Ming. Xuanming said, "Wu'er, don't play with them. Kill them quickly."

In Xuanming's heart, there is one less demon soldier, and the world can be quiet for a moment.

The stone man shouted excitedly and accelerated the speed of his hand.

A pressure is like waves, soft as ripples, but steel like iron and stone comes from a distance. Looking at the two women's rapidly turning white faces, Xuan Ming snorted coldly, and a divine thought with divine fire quickly came from Xuan Ming. It spread quickly like fire. Burning the breath of heaven and earth, it goes straight to the place where the pressure comes from.

With a soft and unbelievable tone, the place from the pressure slowly overflowed. Then, a bigger and stronger pressure went straight to Xuanming, heaven and earth, and the wind stopped. In the void, the scorching sun that was about to enter summer also suddenly became gloomy, as if a shower was coming.

"Is this the only hand?" Xuan Ming sneered. Then the divine idea, which was originally mixed with divine fire, suddenly cooled down, and a gloomy breath made the world even darker. It seemed that the wind and snow were coming.

The other party's mind seemed to stop, and then pressed overwhelmingly to Xuanming again. The divine thought that suddenly became powerful made Xuan Ming's face pale.

Xuan Ming was disappointed and secretly said that he lost him after all. Perceiling Xuan Ming's weakness, the pressure became more and more crazy. Heaven and earth, thunder clouds rolled, and heaven and earth trembled.

Then, a clear sound came from the void again, but the stone man who had been killing the magic soldier noticed the danger of Xuanming. The sound of sounded, the thunder clouds suddenly dispersed, and the sky and the earth became bright again in an instant. Even the tremor and vibration between heaven and earth weakened slightly.

At the sound of the song of birds, the pressure that destroyed Xuanming suddenly came back.

A gust of wind suddenly passed, and a man in black brocade suddenly appeared in front of Xuanming. His eyes stared at the stone man who had turned into a golden black with a pair of eyes. Then, his eyes flashed, looked at Xuanming, grinned, and said, "Sure enough, he is a disciple of heaven, and his qualifications are really good." With that, there was a trace of fierceness in his eyes: "I didn't expect that after more than a month of absence, the Taoism has improved!"

Xuan Mingtai smiled and just politely arched his hand to the visitor, "Thank you for your praise. I still can't compare with the prince's way."

This polite sentence seems to scrape the ears alive. Is there anything to show off if he, an old man who has been a monk for nearly a million years and a junior who has only been fighting for decades? And this younger generation is enough to resist his moves. He used seven layers of spiritual power to win back his face.

In the final analysis, he actually lost!

Fa Jian gritted his teeth. Looking at the tiger-looking Jinwu, who was afraid that he would do it, frowned and said to the four elders behind him, "Let go! Let people get back."

The four elders were stunned. Moss came forward and hesitated, "Master, this..."

Fa Jian looked very pale. To be honest, he was broken into his own territory and had to let him go. He was in a bad mood, but he couldn't let them know that he was actually afraid of this Jinwu and could only say with a gloomy face, "I asked you to let people go, don't you understand?"

Xuanming was a little puzzled, but he protected the two women quietly. He looked at the opposite person and guessed what the play was. Moss did not dare to disobey the master's order. No matter how reluctant he was, he had to wave his hand and let the magic soldiers surrounding Xuanming retreat.

Although Xuan Ming was puzzled, he looked at the retreating magic soldiers and still took the two women to go first, leaving Jin Wu to deal with the aftermath.

After Xuanming went far away, Moss dared to ask tremblingly, "Why didn't the master leave him?"

Fa Jian looked at Jinwu and went away. This time, he said with a black face, "Don't you see that Jinwu? Damn, how can this Xuanming have this thing!"

Mos is inexplicable. When will the owner be afraid of this thing? Fa Jian snorted coldly and said, "Jinwu is good at fighting and is extremely lethal. If this battle comes up, you can calculate. When I capture Xuanming, how many magic soldiers can this Jinwu kill us!!" Fa Jian's face was calm and pointed to the group of magic soldiers and said, "At this moment, I only have this little magic soldiers left. If they are all broken, who will open the Pangu God Forbidden for me? You?!"

Moss's eyes**, he doesn't want to die. After understanding the reason why Fa Jian let Xuan Ming go, he honestly stopped asking. Instead, Fa Jian asked again, "What's going on with that thing?"

Understanding that that thing refers to Ruan Xitong, Moss immediately bowed and replied, "Ruan Xitong is recovering well at this moment. At this moment, he has practiced the 'counter-bloodthirsty spell' to a great success. Moss' heart trembled. At this time, Ruan Xitong was afraid that it was really like what people in the star world called the devil, right? Bloodthirsty, unintentional, killing without spitting bones.

Fa Jian nodded with satisfaction and said, "Let him out in a few days."