A million in return: My senior brother is so generous!

He saw in front of him a giant that was eight hundred feet tall even if he was kneeling on the ground.

There was also the spear that penetrated the giant's chest. Jiang Feng knew that he had found the right place.

This corpse should be the giant in golden iron skin that Ji Ziyue mentioned.

Just when he arrived in front of the giant, Jiang Feng felt that someone seemed to be looking at him.

After careful observation.

Sure enough, there was an illusory figure looking at him above the giant's head.

Ji Ziyue didn't tell him that there was still someone on the giant's body.

Jiang Feng quickly understood.

"This guy should be in the state of a remnant soul, and he is not hostile to me. It seems that he should be the remnant soul left behind by this corpse."

Although his cheap master is very unreliable, he can at least believe that Ji Ziyue will not harm him.

Thinking about this.

Jiang Feng didn't hesitate too much and directly controlled the fairy sword and flew in the direction of the giant's head.

After getting closer, Jiang Feng seemed to see an extremely excited look in the eyes of the remnant soul.

It's like Sun Wukong, who was pressed on Wuzhishan, met Tang Monk.

Having emotions means that you can communicate!

"Jiang Feng, I have met fellow Taoist!"

Jiang Feng didn't think much and directly reported his name.

Wentian, who had been waiting for him for a long time, didn't care about Jiang Feng's name.

He asked directly: "Boy, what is your relationship with Master Qingfeng?"

"Master Ji Ziyue!"

"That's great. I've been waiting for you. Come with me!"

Wentian didn't say anything, and just wanted to drag Jiang Feng away, but then he realized that he was only in the state of a remnant soul and couldn't touch Jiang Feng at all.

At this moment, Wentian was very embarrassed.

Fortunately, Jiang Feng reacted quickly and asked quickly: "I wonder if I know the name of fellow Taoist?"

"Ahem... When you said that, I remembered that Nangong Wentian was one of the four generals of the Eternal God Clan, and he and your master Ji Ziyue are old friends!"

Eternal Protoss? !

Jiang Feng was surprised. Isn't this different from the script?

Before, in the tomb of the Qinglian Demon Emperor, he heard the Qinglian Demon Emperor himself say that their enemy was the Eternal God Clan.

But what about the situation in front of us?

Wentian, who claims to be one of the four generals of the Eternal God Clan, seems to have a good relationship with Ji Ziyue?

"Fellow Daoist Wentian, Master came to me to help you remove the immortal weapon from your body."

As he spoke, he took a few steps back calmly.

Although I don't know what's going on, it's better to stay away from him. After all, the Qinglian Demon Emperor's words are naturally more credible.

Nangong Wentian didn't seem to notice Jiang Feng's movements.

"That's right! Come with me!"

This time, he did not hold Jiang Feng's hand, but directly led the way.

Of course, it's made with floats.

Not long after, Jiang Feng followed Nangong Wentian to the back of the corpse.

The huge spear that only dozens of people could surround was inserted in this position.

"Brother Jiang Feng, this is it, please."

After saying that, Nangong Wentian stood beside him with his hands folded, looking expectantly at Jiang Feng's actions.

However, after waiting for a long time, Jiang Feng remained motionless...

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Feng: "..."

Although he also wanted to put away this box of Mie Chen and leave directly.

But this is a spear that is over a thousand feet long!

"Fellow Daoist Wentian, are you unable to make him smaller?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Um... Master Qingfeng, didn't he teach you how to make it smaller?"

The two stared at each other, and finally sighed almost at the same time, and then there was a feeling of sympathy in their eyes.

Sure enough, Ji Ziyue is very unreliable wherever she is...

Fortunately, it only took a moment for Nangong Wentian to have an idea.

"Brother Jiang Feng, if nothing else happens, this magical weapon should have a weapon spirit. Can you try to communicate with the weapon spirit?"

"Okay, let me try."

Jiang Feng didn't talk nonsense and directly put his hand on the spear.

Calm down and feel carefully...

Mad, I didn’t sense anything!

By the way, this weapon spirit is a bit too mystical, right?

Just when Jiang Feng wanted to open his eyes and try other methods, a girl's voice suddenly came from his mind: "Master, is it you?"

Open your eyes subconsciously.

Jiang Feng found that his consciousness had come to a pure white world.

Not far away, there was a girl with silver hair and blue eyes wearing a white skirt.

He was walking towards him slowly, with a somewhat uncertain look in his big, panicked eyes.

"Are you... a weapon spirit?"

"No, I'm Xiaoli. This name was given to me by my master."

With that said, the silver-haired little loli who called herself Xiaoli had already walked up to Jiang Feng, and then put her face close to Jiang Feng's.

The tip of her nose twitched slightly, as if she was smelling his scent.

Jiang Feng was about to say "Are you a puppy?" when he was suddenly hugged by the girl.

"Master, it's really you... Wuwu, I knew you would come back!"

"Only you can wake me up..."

Do weapon spirits also have emotions?

Jiang Feng thought to himself.

Could it be that, like little Qilin, she has been waiting here for me for tens of thousands of years?

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng felt very distressed, so he allowed the silver-haired girl to cry in his arms until she calmed down completely.

"That... I should be the reincarnation of your master now, and I have no memory of my previous life. Is this okay?"

Jiang Feng did not choose to escape from reality.

Since the Green Lotus Demon Emperor and the spirit of the weapon in front of him confirmed his identity in his previous life, then he might really be a so-called big man in his previous life.

Xiao Li raised her smooth little face and said: "Master is the master! Xiao Li will not make a mistake!"

Ah this——

"By the way, Xiao Li, where is this place?"

Jiang Feng suddenly remembered that his mission was to take away Xia Li Mie Chen, and he couldn't stay here all the time.

Xiao Li seemed to have recovered a lot at this time.

She wiped her tears with her little hands like green onions, and then replied: "Master, this is Xiao Li's inner space, the master has entered my body!"

Jiang Feng frowned, why did he feel that this was wrong?

However, he didn't think much about it.

Directly asked: "Xiao Li, I'm here to take you away from here, are you willing?"

"Of course I am!"

Jiang Feng was about to reward the silver-haired girl in front of him with a head-pat, but her next sentence directly made him tear apart...

"Master, where is your mother?"

The silver-haired girl blinked her big watery eyes and asked curiously.

Jiang Feng: "???"

...

At the same time.

Over a sacred mountain hundreds of thousands of miles away.

A girl who looked like a fairy had just smashed a mountain with a slap, and then took out a piece of paper with names written on it from her cleavage.

The paper still had a milky smell.

"Not bad, kill another one!"

Ji Ziyue drew a cross on a name with satisfaction, and was about to cross the void and rush to the next place.

Suddenly, her nose moved, and then she sneezed violently-

"Aqiu--!!!"

After coming back to her senses, Ji Ziyue felt a little confused.

She, a strong person in the Tribulation Period, actually sneezed! Who would dare to believe this?

"Could it be that someone is cursing me?"

Ji Ziyue thought about it carefully and could only come to this conclusion, which she quickly put behind her mind. Anyway, even if someone cursed her, she would not die...