While speaking, the handsome young man grabbed the air with his hands, and rays of light came out from his fingers, condensed into a pair of hands in the darkness, and his hands became bigger. He swayed and grabbed it out, directly grabbed the immortal warship in the air and came closer.
During the whole process, Lan Feng was just roaring wildly, and was angry, but no matter how many magic tricks, he could not struggle with the force of his big hand. The hull of the immortal warship darkened and changed to a darkened state, slowly shining and covering the warship, turning into a ray of light and disappearing into the middle of his eyebrows.
Lan Feng fell bloodily in front of the young man Jun. He stared at the other person with bloody eyes. He was full of anger. He wanted to go crazy and slapped the young man Jun away. He felt that the young man's hypocritical smile stood in front of him, which made him disgusted for a long time.
However, Lan Feng's endless anger or the killing was taken by Jun's eyes and then stopped. Lan Feng fell in front of Jun's face and lost the ability to move.
After controlling Lan Feng, the young man did not ask whether Lan Feng was willing to speak out the destiny of the heaven-dream cultivation. His eyes were fixed, and his soul-like body twisted and turned into a ray of light and directly penetrated into Lan Feng's eyebrows, and directly launched the soul-searching technique.
At this time, Lan Feng shook violently, and blood-red appeared slightly on the middle of his eyebrows, and blood-red demon fire appeared. The demon fire flashed and was about to completely imprint on Lan Feng's eyebrows.
Just when the blood-red demon fire was sticking to Lan Feng's eyebrows like a flame and became a blood-red demon fire mark, a light flashed from Lan Feng's eyebrows, revealing a handsome young man not far away.
When Lan Feng tried to encounter some huge trouble in the soul searching technique, the young man's entire soul fire suddenly became talkative, and he recovered from concentrating his mind.
However, the handsome young man did not look depressed, but looked ecstatic, staring at Lan Feng like a big bad wolf staring at the little fat sheep, and was swallowing his saliva.
"The fire of heaven and earth is the fire of heaven and earth. The blood-red demon fire of Lan Yuncai, the woman, actually separated her soul from the blood-red demon fire. It seems that she is really dead, she died so much... Haha... The demon fire you left behind now is my......"
The young man laughed out of control. He looked like he was crazy. The blood-red demon fire was a supreme treasure that could be merging with the soul and refined, making the soul immortal.
However, Lan Feng's cultivation is too low and there is no suitable opportunity to truly integrate his soul with the blood-red demon fire. He didn't know its use, but he just thought that the blood-red demon fire could ignite all things and was used as a weapon. Because of its small amount, Lan Feng would not pay much attention to it.
"What? Lan Yuncai's blood-red demon fire."
Hearing this, the sleeping beauty and the middle-aged man looked at Lan Feng's eyebrows with a glance, and when he saw that it was indeed the blood-red demon fire, he immediately became ecstatic.
And at this moment, after the three of them were stunned, three pairs of eyes stared at each other, and an invisible murderous thought surged out from the three of them. In front of the treasure, each of the three of them had the intention of killing the other party and occupying the treasure.
The three of them instantly stared at the sparks, and they could do anything at any time. Suddenly, the sleeping beauty smiled charmingly, "I only have the ** method of the mysterious mental method. As for this child, there is still a golden bridge treasure. I think everyone can share the same person. At this time, we should not make any disputes. Two-headed monster, why don't you take the blood-red demon fire quickly, I want to use soul searching to read the ** method."
The middle-aged man snorted coldly. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he finally agreed, because he was from the Dragon Clan. For the so-called soul, their Dragon Clan paid more attention to strength, and the Golden Bridge Heavy Treasure was undoubtedly his first choice.
The three of them deserve to be old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years. When they get angry for a moment, they can instantly think clearly and make the most correct choice.
The young man Jun glanced at Lanfeng again, and for the first time he hurriedly took action and was injured. At this time, he became more careful and wanted to use his power to deal with the blood-red demon fire.
At this moment, a scroll suddenly appeared in the dark air, and the scroll flashed with a trace of gray light. It looked very simple and slowly rolled toward both sides.
"Qilin, you traitor, you and I are the demon clan. I didn't expect you to help the King of Beiming and slash at the demon clan. Have you forgotten that the blood of the beast was shed on you?" When the middle-aged man saw this scroll, he became furious and roared in the air.
The young man stopped and used the soul search technique, and his figure disappeared without a trace, and ran away directly.
The beauty in her sleeping eyes were gloomy, but when she saw the handsome young man running away, she sighed silently, as if she was reluctant to let go of Lan Feng's mysterious mental method.
She didn't expect the Qilin to appear so quickly. They escaped and chased after him. She sighed and fled like a young man.
The scenery in the painting is beautiful, with clear water flowing against the mountains, forming a winding stream. Flowers and plants grow everywhere, forming fields. Trees grow against the mountains and form mountains and forests. Pavilions and pavilions are built against the mountains and water, forming pavilions, quiet and inaction, falling in this beautiful fairyland.
As soon as the scroll opened, the entire dark world changed drastically like clouds and mists, and the dark world spread out little by little, changing into a fairyland land on the scroll.
Without the control of the handsome young man's spiritual power, Lan Feng fell from mid-air and hit the edge of the stream with a "bang", falling to the ground with blood and unable to stand up.
However, Lan Feng was not in a hurry to get up, or directly used the mental method to hurt his body. He didn't know what was going on at this time. He dragged his tired body and looked at this beautiful world with curious boat.
Looking at this, Lan Feng felt as if he had come back to life again. After spending these days in endless darkness, Lan Feng didn't know that the world was still so beautiful.
After the fairyland was completed, a light of inspiration flashed in the pavilions and towers. Gradually, a middle-aged man appeared out of thin air beside the pavilions and towers. The middle-aged man was dressed in a gray-white dress. He looked elegant and peaceful, which made people feel very comfortable. Of course, this person also had a soul.
The middle-aged man transformed by the giant did not run away like two sleeping beauty. He looked back at the middle-aged Confucian scholar, his eyes full of resentment. Suddenly he shouted, "Qilin, you and I are the same clan. Why did you rebel against me and turn to the human race? Is it because of repaying kindness? Or do you like Lan Cai, the human woman."
The Confucian scholar laughed but no answer was found.
"Are you guilty? Traitor, a scum from my demon clan, are you going to re-seal me? Then you have to try it." The middle-aged man of the dragon showed ferocious face and was extremely angry.
"I have been sealed for tens of thousands of years, but I have not been able to remove all your evil aura. I am still so irritated. At this time, you still have 10% of your spiritual power to see if I can reseal you."
While speaking, the middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly talked and disappeared. The next moment, a flash of inspiration above the head of the dragon's middle-aged man appeared, and the figure of the middle-aged Confucian scholar appeared again.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled, and the figure turned into a huge unicorn. The unicorn stood halfway through the clouds and mist. The unicorn's eyes condensed and shot out two gray-white lights. The gray-white light greeted the air, and instantly turned into a gray-white big, and rushed towards the middle-aged man with a cover.
The middle-aged dragon followed Yihua's body. The dragon appeared and roared to the sky, pounced towards the Qilin. However, when he heard a "hissing" sound, the dragon pounced on the gray-white big and struggled for a few times, and had no power to fight back. It was covered by the gray-white light and was motionless. It roared to the sky, and then was taken into the eyes by the Qilin.
After doing this, Qilin turned into a Confucian scholar again. He stood on the clouds and mist, with his hands pointing to the east and west sides. The clouds and mists surged in the fairyland. The next moment, the sleeping beauty appeared silently under his eyes.
When the beauty in the sleeping beauty looked back and saw the Confucian scholar standing in the air, her charming face was immediately scared and she was panicked. She squatted her hands and muttered something in her mouth, using some escape technique. A silver light flashed, and the beauty in the sleeping beauty disappeared again.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar stood up while talking about elegance, not knowing how to move mountains, neither happy nor sad. Seeing that the beauty who was sleeping disappeared again, his big hand gently moved forward, and clouds and mist surging in the fairyland, the beauty who was sleeping appeared again.
The sleeping beauty suddenly realized that she was proud of her magical skills. She was just a joke in the other party's illusion and nothing was there. She did not escape again. Tan Ran faced it, and she looked back and stared at the Confucian scholar.
The Confucian scholar was walking on the clouds, and people looked indulged in a conversation. The sleeping beauty hated the Confucian scholar very much. She found that she was almost driven crazy by the Confucian scholar. She felt that she needed to do something, such as a few resistances that symbolize the surname to express her determination.
The beautiful woman in the sleeping beauty had a complicated hand on her chest, and suddenly the silver light shone in the fairyland, and several silver bracelets flashed and suspended around the beautiful woman in the sleeping beauty.
Standing in her arms, she looked aloof and then she pinched her hands on the silver bracelet, and several bracelets flew towards the Confucian scholars.
Following the sleeping beauty silently chanting something in her mouth, the person disappeared out of thin air. The next moment she appeared behind the Confucian scholar, and at this moment she held a black sword of death in her hand.
The beautiful young woman had an inexplicable fear and confidence in the Death Sword. The Death Sword is the treasure of their demon clan, although the Death Sword was only condensed by her spiritual power.
But the beauty of sleeping still believed in this sword because she had no other trump card to deal with the Confucian scholars. She believed in the introverted evil spirit of the Death Sword and the magical power it devoured. The beauty of sleeping wanted to use this magical power to kill the Confucian scholars and thus escape from heaven.
She raised the sword of the Death God with a slender jade hand and stabbed the middle-aged Confucian scholar hard behind her. Her magical skills were elusive, and the middle-aged Confucian scholar could not escape.
He was stabbed in the back, but the middle-aged Confucian scholar did not feel any pain, and he even felt anything. He just looked back and looked at the sleeping beauty with a smile, and gently flicked his big hand and slammed the sword of Death to dissipate. (To be continued.)