Record of Chaos

　　 Gouzhu also has a choice, which is to immediately hand over the hot potato, but he really doesn't know how to hand it to the other party.

　　 If he waited for the other party to come over, he would hand over his life to the other party. He would never be so stupid.

　　 He can also discard the box, but the opponent may not be able to pick it up. On the contrary, if these demon bandits catch up with him, and he has no treasure in his hands, the other party will probably become even more angry and angry. Killing him may not necessarily vent his anger.

　　 He even thought about tearing the seal. That may attract the original owner of this thing. But whether these original owners will come, whether they will be grateful to him or simply kill him is unpredictable.

　　 He can only run away. Soon after, he felt a powerful divine consciousness scanning his back from time to time. He tried his best to contain his breath, and kept fleeing into the deep forest.

　　 There are countless wild monsters hidden in the wild. If those chasing soldiers provoke a few monsters to a melee, maybe he might escape by taking advantage of the chaos.

　　 Wu Bubai behind him chased him all the way. But he and the demon bandits didn't dare to be too unscrupulous. He deliberately restrained and suppressed his cultivation base every time his divine consciousness scans, and he did not dare to fly against the wind.

　　 As demon bandits, they know the wildness of the demon world far better than ordinary people. The abundant spirit of the demon world not only gave birth to countless wild monsters, but also encountered the true spirit of heaven and earth. Once they get involved, they are in trouble.

　　 Fortunately, the opponent is not strong. It's just half an hour, and he has been chasing closer and closer. Judging from the most recent divine enlightenment, the distance from the other party was already less than half a mile away.

　　 "I saw it!" Hu Yelan suddenly screamed in surprise.

　　 At this time, it was too early to dawn. Under the moonlight that was already west, the dense jungle was blowing in wind and grass, and ghosts were heavy. Normal eyesight couldn't tell where the enemy was.

　　 Wu Bubai has always relied on smell and spiritual knowledge to pursue, and Hu Yelan is best at catching prey in the jungle. She is also cultivated in the Purple Mansion and has very good eyesight. She saw a dark shadow rushing in the forest ahead, and immediately passed the image to Wu Bubai with divine consciousness.

　　 "You outflank it, Hu Yelan, you jump to the front to block it." Wu Bubai ordered immediately. This time, he must not let the ten thousand taels of blood spirit stones slip away from his hands.

　　Hu Yelan turned into an animal body, she is very good at jumping. I saw the eight huge legs shrank, and then suddenly jumped out into the sky ahead. With this leap, she instantly jumped over the shadow in front of her.

　　 Hundred-foot Feitian's other subordinates also dispersed, the encircling circle has been laid down, and it is tightening. Soon, even Hundred-foot Feitian had already seen each other, and the man had stood still there still. Obviously he had noticed the threats on all sides and stopped running around.

　　 "Hand over the things obediently, so you and I can get together and disperse." Hundred feet Feitian slowly approached fifty steps away, staring at the black back in front of him.

　　 This person is slender and in a black robe. His breath is a bit strange, it seems to be looming. I don't know what secret technique he used to hide his breath. Otherwise, Wu Bubai would catch up with him in just ten minutes, and he wouldn't have been wandering around in the jungle for so long.

　　 The man turned around and took off the black cloth on his face. But his face under the black cloth was white and fuzzy, and he couldn't see his facial features. This made Hundred-foot Feitian startled, and suddenly he stopped in fright: "Who are you?"

　　 He asked this, but the other party did not answer immediately. But his blurred face flashed, and then his whole body began to become blurred. After a breath, the robe on his body turned from black to red, and a piece of paper with yellow and red characters appeared on his face.

　　 "Xiao Sufeng? Great imitation charm!" Hundred-footed Feitian suddenly woke up. This person is not really blurred, but an illusion created by Xiao Sufeng's use of a large talisman.

　　 The vague face was only blurred because Xiao Sufeng had never seen the appearance of the man in black, so the simulacrum was unable to create a concrete image.

　　 The big imitation charm is rarely seen in the demon world, but it is occasionally seen in the human world. It is expensive, and I don't know where Xiao Sufeng bought it.

　　 As long as you put this talisman on your head, you can simulate the appearance, clothing, body shape and even breath of any person you have touched, but the time is limited and it can only last about a quarter of an hour.

　　 The effectiveness of the simulation is related to spirituality. If the opponent is stronger than you, you can see through your simulation. If the opponent's divine consciousness is weaker than you, then as long as there is no other magic weapon or secret technique, it is absolutely impossible to see through.

　　 Although Xiao Sufeng has not successfully recovered his mana, and he has injuries on his body, his consciousness is intact. Even if Wu Bubai with the highest cultivation level was present, he was only in the late stage of Zifu's anger. Obviously, his spiritual consciousness could not be stronger than him.

Hundred-footed Feitian snorted coldly: "Xiao Sufeng, you are crazy. You haven't recovered your mana before, plus using your talisman to run wildly will consume mana. We now have more than a dozen people, just a bunch of people. He also killed you. Are you really wanting to die?"

　　 He really can’t understand, what is in the box, it’s worth his surname Xiao must fight him to the end?

　　 He even had the idea of ​​tearing open the seal to look at the contents after obtaining the box. Is it really a priceless treasure, far more than 10,000 blood spirit stones?

　　 Of course he would not do this. If he did this, he wouldn't be able to get the payment, and he might also bring himself the same scourge as the Xiao family.

　　 Xiao Sufeng did not answer him. Instead, he shook his hand and inserted the bright and red brow sharp fire knife into the ground in front of him.

　　 As soon as the knife hit the ground, Baizu Feitian immediately felt that the world had changed. All the chaotic trees and grasses disappeared completely. The ground he settled on was no longer the soil in the mountains, but some kind of black metal that was hard and unmatched. Looking around, there are black walls, but the strange thing is that I can't tell the distance and the distance. I don't know how wide and wide the space is.

　　 Xiao Sufeng is still in place, and all the demon bandits he brought are also falling in this space, feeling a little at a loss for a while. At this time, the only difference on the black ground was the place where Xiao Sufeng's brow sharp knife was inserted. The ground had turned fiery red, brighter and brighter.

　　 "No, kill him soon!" Although I don't know what changes have taken place in the world, Hundred Feet Fei Tian deeply feels the situation is not good.

　　 He pinched the tactics with both hands, and spit out a thick black mist, which instantly changed into the phantom of a huge centipede, like a flying dragon carrying the poisonous mist that corrodes everything and rushed towards Xiao Sufeng.

　　 All the monsters and bandits came out with all kinds of magic weapons, and threw them towards Xiao Sufeng rumblingly. But before any attack hit his body, his whole body burst into flames, turned into a burning man, and ascended up. Xiao Sufeng's figure formed by the flames instantly became a huge flaming man several feet high.

　　The attacks of the demons hit the flames, and the flames only shook with the wind twice. Instead, the fire spread quickly by taking advantage of the wind.

　　 This fire didn't only ignite from Xiao Sufeng's place, but came from all sides in an instant. Looking around, the huge wall that was originally dark and without knowing the distance and height has now become a wall of fire. Surrounded by this wall of fire, there is an endless sea of ​​fire.

　　 "No, he is burning his own life!" Wu Bubai was shocked. Xiao Sufeng planned to die with them.

　　The most terrifying thing about burning life yuan is that it is easy to ignite the life yuan of other people who fall in it, and the power of burning together will become more and more powerful, far exceeding the power of the person who performs the operation. Half of the demon bandits with a relatively low cultivation base have already struggled to turn into scorched corpses, fueling the fire.

　　 Someone yelled: "Flee up!" Baizu Feitian hurriedly looked up, and there was a square sky above his head, and he could vaguely see the sky full of stars. He hurried up in the wind and flew towards the exit.

　　 But at this moment, a huge black lacquered square appeared in the world, and it was covered with an indescribable loud noise, just covering the sky.

　　 Wu Bubai slammed his head up unwillingly. He only felt that a metal giant that didn't know how much heavier was on top of his head, and he couldn't push it no matter how hard he tried to eat. On the contrary, this thing is getting hotter and hotter, and it will soon become as red and bright as other places in this world~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In fact, Xiao Sufeng only has the strength of the second qi of the Purple Mansion. He and Hu Yelan, plus several false If a demon bandit with Dan's strength can use his magic power in one place, it will definitely far outweigh the opponent.

　　 But in this closed world, everyone is struggling desperately in the flames, running around like headless flies, without knowing how to use their strength. Baizu Feitian received no response no matter how the sound was transmitted.

　　 Amidst the raging fire, the temperature rose sharply, soon reaching the limit they could bear. Wu Bubai struggled a few times in the fire, and finally his consciousness gradually moved away from his physical body. Karma rolled in like a storm, pulling his soul to the boundless **** underground.

　　 Not long after, five literati-like crane monsters dressed in black rims and white robes put away the huge crane wings behind them and fell into the forest. One of them said: "Xiao Sufeng and Wu Bubai's aura is here, and there is no more in front."

　　 Elder Xie stood in the forest, swept away his spiritual sense, and felt the remnants of a weird spirit wave in front of him. Everyone walked forward, through a bush of thorns, and saw a huge tripod up to three feet high in the forest. The fire on it flows spiritually, although the red light has faded, but there is still residual temperature.

　　 This giant cauldron is not a magic weapon made of real black copper, but a phantom formed by some kind of magic power. Now the master of mana has long since disappeared, and the remaining spirit is quickly lost, and it cannot last long. Elder Xie touched it lightly, and this thing immediately collapsed, turning into a burst of green smoke and drifting away.

　　 More than a dozen charred corpses fell from the void, and the air was immediately full of burnt smells. Shizi frowned, covered his nose and took ten steps back.

　　 "Look for it, is there that person in black?" He said, clutching his nose.