Ninth Netherworld Celestial Emperor

Chapter 2937

On the weasel, Ling Yefeng stretched out her hand and wanted to turn it over, all of a sudden, "Oh!"

Just listening to the sound of Jianming, suddenly sounded from Yun Yimeng, followed by a very sharp sword.

"Huh?" Ling Yefeng's complexion changed immediately, followed by Shen Sheng's cold drink: "Which animal is it? Attached to my six masters!"

Ling Yefeng has sensed a demon breath from that sword.

Although he trembled involuntarily, he was not afraid!

As soon as his left hand was moved, the sickle of death was caught by him from the void.

"Oh, by the way, I almost ignored the evil!" Shi Feng suddenly felt the sharp breath hiding in Yun Yimeng's body.

But having said that, the evil is hidden so deep that even Shi Feng didn't sense its existence at first.

However, that thing, at the moment he felt very weak, it seems that he has not escaped the devastation of this old weasel.

"The demon sword, it's me!" Shi Feng said, "You act arrogantly again, and missed your master taking Shendan. If he really does happen, can you afford it?"

In the end, Shi Feng's voice cooled down.

And the sharp sword that revealed from Ling Yefeng had to be directed at Ling Yefeng!

However, at this moment, Jian Yi suddenly trembled and then collapsed!

It seems that under Shi Feng's words, the magic sword in Yun Yimeng's body has been silent.

Ling Yefeng naturally sensed it, and then, the sickle of death gradually disappeared from his left hand, and then, the sixth master Yun Yimeng slowly turned over.

A horrible stunned face appeared in the eyes of Shi Feng and Ling Yefeng.

Not only are injuries all over and over, but also the rift above and beyond.

This old weasel is just a pervert monster.

Taking blood and flesh essence, and taking away flesh and blood essence, it is so devastating to them.

Just now it was revealed that all the veins and bones of the living beings were broken and broken.

"Six Masters!" Ling Yefeng shouted softly at Yun Yimeng, who was beyond recognition.

Then, quickly put a goddam into Yun Yimeng's mouth.

Although Yun Yimeng was still in a coma at this moment, Shen Dan melted into his mouth, and immediately became a pure life-recovering force, flowing in Yun Yimeng's body.

At this moment, Shi Feng thought, Yun Yimeng's body shone with a burst of blood.

The blood fell, and he had taken him into the space of the Blood Stele.

Injured into this way, Shi Feng no longer wants Yun Yimeng to stay in this imprisoned world.

Next, Ling Yefeng gave the three old men of the tribe, and each person also took a magic pill.

The strong people of other races all had "claimed" and left. Only people raced and no one came.

Shi Feng's eyes moved, and he swept towards the distant figures in the void, followed the opening, and said with an undeniable tone: "Human race, send someone to take them away, take good care of them, and there must be no difference!

If there are any accidents with these three old guys, then there is no need for a human race in this imprisoned world! "

At this moment, Shi Feng's voice was unusually cold, and she purposely targeted the people of this world.

Hearing into their ears, they just felt like falling into an ice cellar.

Although he is also a human race, Shi Feng has to admit that in this world, the human race has the most thoughts.

Undoubtedly, these three old guys are equivalent to three moving treasure trove for the souls who imprison the world.

He was really worried that these three old guys would be taken back by the human race, and they would be banned while they were seriously injured.

After hearing Shi Feng's words, three human races flew out, one being an old man and two being middle-aged.

The realm is in the five-star demigod!

Once the patriarch of the human race was alone in the nebula, the martial arts realm was only in the realm of six stars and demigods.

The status of these three five-star demigods in the human race should not be simple.

"It's the second elder, the third elder, and the Qin leader!" Someone murmured quietly.

In the last battle of Tianjiao, after the tribal patriarch Dudu Nebula and the elder Dongfang Hongshan fell, the tribe has the highest status.

Soon after, the three human races also fell into the weasel body, facing Shi Feng so close, and the three of them suddenly felt uncomfortable all over their bodies.

Especially the second elder and Qin rule.

That person may not know. One and a half years ago, he moved into Jiuxing Pavilion, the terrestrial realm, and Dudu Longlin, the grandson of Dugu Nebula, went to Jiuxing Pavilion with a few guys who were trying to die.

Two of them, one was the grandson of the two elders, and the other was the son of Qin Tong, Qin Ning.

...

Immediately afterwards, the three knelt on the knees and bowed down, "See my lord!"

"Well." Shi Feng only responded to the three, and said, "Bring it back."

"Thank you, my master!" The three stood up in response, and picked up the trio of the human race and flew away.

Shi Feng didn't go to see them again, and then bowed his head, gazing at the old weasel, and said, "Well, after you suffer endless torture, let's die again."

As soon as his voice came down, "Wow," a scarlet flame burned out of Shi Feng, burning to the old weasel under him.

In an instant, the huge weasel was transformed into a sea of ​​blazing scarlet fire.

"what!"

"what!"

...

The screams of horrible and violent sounds continued to sound again, and the beings who were not far away were shocked.

This one, this is to use this flame to burn the monster to death!

Being burned by flames is the most painful death in the world.

However, if you die directly under this **** flame, or better, but that demon, it seems that it will not burn for a while!

Yun Yimeng was tortured by him like that, Shi Feng would not let him die easily!

At this time, Shi Feng's thoughts moved again, and I saw a dark yellow ancient cloth bag flying out of this raging sea of ​​fire.

This cloth bag, containing the space, should be a storage container of ancient times.

Storage rings can't hide living people.

However, the old chinchilla is not a space mystery, so Yun Yimeng and those creatures should be hidden in this cloth bag.

Reaching for a hand, Shi Feng grabbed the bag in his hand, and the soul's mental strength swept wildly in the bag.

At the beginning, Shi Feng still had some expectations. This old thing, after all, lived endless years, there may be good things left over from ancient times.

But soon, Shi Feng's face appeared. The old weasel can really be described as barren.

"Well." But soon, Shi Feng's disappointed face appeared a shock, he really found something of interest in this bag room.

The power of the soul immediately entangles the object, a rewind.

Suddenly, a golden mang flashed in Shifeng's hands, and the golden mang fell instantly ...

(End of this chapter)