When Ye arrived at the demon world, Chen was already dying. Yi Feng and Feng Hua took turns to attack. In addition, Chen himself was in the formation and had too much spiritual power overdrawn. The two little demons who were usually very simple to deal with made him feel a little overwhelmed.

Ye saw Chen's embarrassing look. He looked down at the red line at his feet and frowned, but did not step into the war zone recklessly, but just shouted loudly, "Stop!"

Yi Feng and Feng Hua looked at each other, and Feng Hua glanced at Ye and winked at Yi Feng.

Yi Feng nodded, facing Ye. Fenghua continued to deal with Chen. Chen was like fish on the chopping board at this time, completely losing the ability to resist. Fenghua looked down at Chen with condescending eyes, as if thinking about how to deal with the dishes on the table to make it more delicious.

He raised his hand and touched his forehead and sweat that was oozing out of dealing with Chen. He frowned in disgust. He raised his foot and walked towards Chen step by step. When he passed by him, he suddenly paused, stepped on Chen's palm, and crushed it in discomfort.

"You can do it, continue to do it, because you have no image!" He squatted down, wiped the sweat from his forehead and patted Chen's face, which was extremely arrogant.

Chen had never suffered such a crime, and he screamed immediately.

Ye looked at the scene and his face became dark. The two demons were swaying to give him a warning, "Do you know that attacking the Immortal Envoy is a serious crime!"

"You two heretics from other worlds, it's tantamount to seeking death to me like this!" Chen Ye Yinbai's scream just now was really lost. When he recovered, he gritted his teeth and endured it, and scolded Fenghua with a grin.

Ye instantly realized that it was from another world that they had come from. No wonder they were wearing strange clothes and looked like they had never seen before.

This answer was aroused by Fenghua. He took out a knife from his arms and patted Chen's face with a cold blade, "Don't use the word heresy to insult the uncle. The uncle tells you that the uncle is a demon who is so righteous that he can't be more righteous. If you dare to say nonsense, the uncle will engrave the word "hereth" on your face. This knife is an unusual knife. If you engrave the words upwards, it will not disappear if you recover. Hum hahahaha." In a sense, Fenghua and Nalan Mufeng are actually a bit similar, both of them are tortured as fun. What's more, the so-called noble immortal envoy torture at this time. What's the matter that can be more excited than the following?

"Dare you dare?"

Feng Huaman turned the knife in his hand indifferently, glanced at him gently, full of disdain, "You can try it."

Yi Feng was also coldly watching the high-ranking immortal envoy being ruined like this. Ye's face was not good. He sneered, "If the immortal envoy doesn't like seeing his companions being ruined like this, just come over to rescue him."

Ye looked at Yi Feng vigilantly, subconsciously looked at the red line underground, and the magic breath that was about to move around and Chen's embarrassed look. Something flashed in his mind. Ye's cold and hard face was full of a white and contemptuous smile, "Demons are demons, so they can do some despicable means. Do you think this is the way you win? In my opinion, this is just a fool who does not do clearly, and you are just a casual act that will only cause you to kill yourself but you are even unaware of it."

Yi Feng was not angry when he heard his comment, but just raised his eyebrows. When he finished speaking, he smiled and shook his finger at Ye, "Why do you think I don't care? But the so-called despicable behavior you mentioned is the gift carefully prepared by your fellow immortal envoy! How about it, are you surprised? If it weren't for this immortal envoy, we wouldn't know that there was such a useful thing, which could make the instantly high-ranking immortal envoy become like fish on a chopping board for us to slaughter."

Fenghua was torturing Chen while hearing the conversation between Yi Feng and Ye, frowned. Yin Xian was different from their previous agreement. Yi Feng didn't want to trick Ye at all. The previous agreement was to trick the two of them into the formation and beat them half to death first, and then suck all their strength dry. While becoming famous all over the world, the skill increased greatly. Yin Xian. Since Yi Feng had other purposes at this time, the immortal envoy under his command could not be let go, otherwise wouldn't it be wasted?

He thought about it, and his hands were not vague. Seeing that Chen was almost tortured, his palm was pressed against Chen's forehead, and he muttered something. The demonic energy surged all over his body, and a ball of black air instantly condensed into the palm of his palm, as if it was a bottomless pit with powerful suction. Chen's pure spiritual power instantly broke out of his body and turned towards Fenghua.

Chen stared unwillingly and moved his lips. When he saw Ye after Yi Feng, his originally confused eyes gradually became gloomy. He smiled strangely, but in the end he gave up struggling and let Fenghua suck the energy in his body, turning into wind and sand to drift away with the wind.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. With the help of the surrounding magic power and the spell, the pure spiritual power entering the body gradually transformed into magic power and was gradually absorbed by him in Fenghua's body. He grinned and smiled. The sky instantly surging dark clouds, making a deafening roar from time to time, rumbling, rumbling, and silver dragons flashed above the dark clouds from time to time.

Yi Feng was far away and felt the power of the energy. The dark clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker. The rumbling thunder seemed to be trembling as the whole earth was shaking. The wind around him cracked, and the surging magic began to surge again. This time, it was no longer under control. The only thing he could do was to evacuate as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, Chen's power was so powerful, and Feng Huan had reached the level. This time he would have to go through the thunder tribulation before he could ascend. He had already experienced that sinister guy before. If he was too close to him, he might have been pulled by Feng Hua as a scapegoat.

"Hahahahahahaha!" Feng Hua laughed wildly, and a pair of demon wings emerged behind him. The two horns on his head were particularly conspicuous. The roar of the sky became even more intense with his transformation, as if he was about to pierce the eardrum.
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