Feng Ting was extremely confused. Was she an expert? She wanted to ask for help.
But she found that she couldn't do it,
The ghost energy around her directly locked her throat, and she couldn't even make a sound.
She was so anxious that her eyes were red. This was the best opportunity.
The figure appearing in front is none other than Lin Xuan.
After Lin Xuan came out, he stared at the hell ghost, his brows furrowed tightly,
His eyes searched behind the other person,
There are many souls there, and among them is a woman’s soul, which belongs to Feng Ting.
Found it. Lin Xuan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Don't worry, I'll take you back right away.
Lin Xuan's voice sounded in Feng Ting's ears.
Feng Ting's soul was shocked: Is this person here to save her?
Roar! Boy, get out of here, or I will take your soul away.
The hell ghost shouted coldly.
Just you?
Lin Xuan sneered disdainfully, stretched out a palm and grabbed it forward.
boom,
The ghost of hell has taken action.
Hell locked soul.
The hook in his hand flew out and could take away the soul of any strong man.
When Feng Ting saw this scene, she felt desperate again. She wanted to remind the other person, but she couldn't.
when,
The Hell Locked Soul touched Lin Xuan's palm and made a loud sound.
Lin Xuan tapped his palm lightly, and the opponent's hell hook shattered suddenly. The ghost of hell was struck by lightning, and his whole body trembled.
Then he fell to his knees,
At this moment, the world became quiet, and the souls behind him were stunned.
Feng Ting's eyes were also wide open. She couldn't believe it: What kind of power is this? It's too strong.
Lin Xuan retracted his palm and walked forward, arriving in front of Feng Ting in one step.
With a wave of his sleeves and robe, the sword energy tore apart the ghosts on Feng Ting's body.
Feng Ting's soul is no longer suppressed,
She breathed a sigh of relief: Thank you sir.
She was extremely grateful,
Lin Xuan said: It's easy to go back, Wuming is still waiting for you.
Um? Who is Jian Wuming?
Feng Ting had a puzzled look on his face.
Oh, I forgot, his name is Feng Yifan now,
Small sail?
Fengting was surprised: Are you Xiaofan’s friend?
What on earth is going on?
Xiaofan is just an 8-year-old child, how could he meet such a powerful friend?
Moreover, Xiaofan seems to have shown extremely terrifying power before.
Lin Xuan said: You should ask him the specific reason, and I will take you away.
With a wave of his sleeve, he enveloped Feng Ting's soul and was about to leave.
At this time, a cold voice came from behind: Damn it, are you looking down on me? Do you think I don't exist?
The hell ghost roared crazily, and the ghost energy on his body filled the air and condensed into a face,
This face looks the same as the Ghost Emperor of the Ghost King Sect.
Do you still dare to stop me?
Lin Xuan snorted coldly and slapped him to the ground.
The Ghost Emperor roared crazily: Boy, my master is a ghost fairy and a land god. Do you dare to attack me?
If my master takes action, you will definitely die.
The ghost fairy's apprentice?
Lin Xuan frowned: Then I can't keep you, let alone you. I'm not afraid of ghosts and immortals.
After saying that, he punched out.
The Nine Sun Divine Fist, with its scorching flames, directly killed the ghost figure.
Withdrawing his fist, Lin Xuan disappeared into the vast universe,
On the other side, inside the dark palace, a man screamed.
His eyebrows were split open, and black blood was dripping continuously.
He is the Ghost Emperor,
At this moment, his body was trembling and he made a ferocious sound.
Damn it, just wait, my master will never let you go.
He suppressed his injuries and left the palace,
He went to the land of Jiuyou to find his master Guixian.
On the other side, Jian Wuming, the Ghost King Sect of Xuanxuan Continent, is waiting anxiously. He has never been so nervous as he is today.
Suddenly there was a flash of light and Qi fell,
came back?
Jian Wuming stood up and asked nervously: How is it?
Lin Xuan waved his sleeves and a soul flew out and merged with Fengting's body on the ground.
The next moment, Feng Ting opened her eyes.
Aren't you still worried if I take action?
Where is this? What's wrong with me?
Feng Ting looked confused. When she saw Lin Xuan, she remembered what happened before.
Thank you sir,
【m.】She quickly saluted,
Jian Wuming also said: I owe you another favor,
From now on, if you have anything to say, just say it, no matter how hard it is, you will be thrown into danger.
This is what you said,
Lin Xuan smiled: This time, I really came to you specifically to ask for your help.
Please help me?
Jian Wuming was stunned, and he smiled bitterly: I have just returned to the Sword Emperor realm, how can I help?
How can I do what you can't do?
Not always,
Lin Xuan explained the matter briefly,
When Jian Wuming heard about the hundred-year age limit, he was stunned.
So it turns out that now that he is 8 years old, he may really be able to enter the real dragon chess game.
Feng Ting, who was standing next to her, was extremely puzzled: What is the True Dragon Chess Game? What is Qin Guangcheng?
She doesn't even understand.
Explain on the way, come back with me, you two go back to the shrine.
Can I still go back?
Nameless excitement,
He has stayed in the palace for tens of millions of years. If he could go back again, he would naturally do it.
Of course, the premise is that he has to leave with Fengting.
Feng Ting did not refuse. She no longer had any attachment to the Feng Clan.
This time, if it weren't for Jian Wuming and Lin Xuan, she would have died long ago,
So, she also nodded,
Lin Xuan took the two of them back to the shrine,
When they returned to the Sword God Palace, Jian Wuming sighed with emotion, and Feng Ting was also stunned.
Jian Wuming told her everything on the way,
Feng Ting also knew that the adopted son he adopted turned out to be an unparalleled powerful man.
It's really the fate of the people,
The good karma she planted back then has now saved her life.
That's fine, let's live quietly in the Sword God Palace from now on.
Fengting began to look at 4 weeks curiously.
Young Master, you are back,
Unexpectedly, You Shui and others came over and bowed respectfully.
When they saw Jian Wuming, their bodies were shocked: You are...
They felt that Jian Wuming had a familiar aura.
Jian Wuming grinned, and a childish voice came out: Youshui, Nine Demons, long time no see,
Hearing this voice, Jiuyou Shui and Jian Jiuyao were shocked.
Their eyes almost popped out: Are you Jian Wuming?
They were so shocked.
That's right, it's me. Jian Wuming smiled.
Lin Xuan came over and said: You just need to know about this matter, but don’t spread it out for the time being.
Wuming is one of our trump cards. I don’t want the people on the other side and the Supreme Palace to know in advance.
we understand,
You Shui and the others nodded,
After resting for two days in Jian Shen Palace and settling down with Feng Ting, Jian Wuming followed Lin Xuan and left.
This time, they headed to the Land of Nine Netherworlds.