Peak Ancestor

At this moment, the purple war general bombarded the black silk enshrined not far away who was desperately defending.

The spear light covered the sky, and the sky and the earth produced bursts of dark clouds because of the shocking spear light, and the power was the same for a while.

"puff,"

The Nine Illusions and Four Elephants flew upside down, and the shield of the spiritual force finally disappeared, a mouthful of thick blood was spit out, and the black veil that covered the face also fell off.

At this time, the body of the black silk priest was only seen tilted, falling towards the potholes of the hills, his image can be described as extremely miserable and embarrassing.

"Ah, die for me, Tianyuan sword, kill,"

However, just when the black silk enshrined was shot down in the potholes of the hill by the powerful attack of the purple warrior.

A ferocious and resentful roar suddenly sounded in the sky, and a silver light suddenly flashed from the air, and then pierced Xiao Yeting's chest.

At this time, Qing Jianzong Xiao Yeting still opened his mouth wide, pointing his finger at Mo Feng riding the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger in the air.

With a look of horror and resentment on his face, he also fell down towards the pothole below while lying on his back.

Qin Fan was not idle at this time, and he used his body skills to fly towards the place where the Nine Illusions and Four Images fell.

Because, the voice of Emperor Lao had just resounded in Qin Fan's mind.

Moreover, Qin Fan also knew the power of the Nine Illusions and Four Images in front of him.

"Phew, is this the Nine Illusions and Four Images diagram? Unfortunately, it's already so incomplete..."

Qin Fan caressed the picture of Nine Illusions and Four Images, and found that it was shattered in large pieces.

"Alas," Qin Fan also shook his head with a sigh, what a pity for this heaven-ranked top-grade spirit treasure.

In other words, the shattered image of the Nine Illusions and Four Images in front of me is exactly the legendary heaven-rank top-grade spirit treasure.

Qin Fan stroked the Nine Illusions and Four Images, and once again felt the power of the Nine Illusions and Four Images to capture heaven and earth.

At this time, Qin Fan couldn't put it down, and said with regret, "Oh, teacher, this heaven-level top-grade spirit treasure is already so damaged, is there any possibility of repairing it?"

Hearing this, the emperor released his soul power and felt it silently, and then let out a light sigh.

The emperor shook his head and said, "Hey, although the Nine Illusions and Four Images is incomplete, the spirit of the weapon is still there, and it is still possible to restore it."

"However, the price of this repair is quite expensive,"

After all, in Di Lao's view, it might not be worthwhile to restore the Nine Illusions and Four Images.

And Qin Fan didn't care about it, put away the Nine Illusions and Four Images in his hand, and looked at the three people who were full of panic and the trembling monster leopard.

However, the three of them were stubborn, seeing Qin Fan look at him.

Except for his body trembling slightly, there was no other movement.

These are three tough guys.

At this time, Qin Fan asked: "Teacher, what should we do with those three people and the enshrined Hei Ling of the Green Sword Sect?"

Although the black silk enshrined was shot down by the purple warrior.

But the breath still exists, not dead.

Therefore, Qin Fan also counted them together.

It can be said that Qin Fan has no grievances with the few people in front of him, and if there is no reason, he will kill them.

At this time, Qin Fan couldn't bear it in his heart.

However, if they are allowed to leave freely.

At that time, Qin Fan will definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of the forces behind these people.

Qin Fan was also a little undecided at the moment, so he had to look at Di Lao for help.

"Oh, Faner, he is still too soft-hearted,"

Seeing Qin Fan like this, the emperor shook his head helplessly, and then said aloud, "Fan'er, that's all, those few people can be regarded as first-class geniuses, it's a pity to kill them casually."

"Fan'er, you stun them first, and then put them in the space of Xianlian Mingzhi. After leaving the secret realm of the Heavenly Spirit Pool, I will teach you the soul control secret technique 'Slave God Art' to control them. "

Hearing this, Qin Fan murmured, "Slave God Art,"

Without thinking, Qin Fan directly looked at the purple general standing still in the air.

What's more, the purple warrior immediately understood, releasing three streaks of purple origin energy from his body to attack the three people and the two beasts.

Bang bang bang.

Following three soft bangs, the three people fell down, including the two monster leopards.

Immediately, Qin Fan brought the four people including the unconscious Hei Ling into Xianlian Mingzhi's space.

Qin Fan walked up to Mo Feng slowly, and shouted: "Mo Feng, it's time for you to wake up, and now that you have avenged your revenge, why should you be so obsessed with it?"

At this time, Mo Feng had cloudy eyes, disheveled long hair, and a face full of bewilderment.

However, his hands were always holding the Tianyuan sword tightly in his hands, and frantically attacked Xiao Yeting's body.

This scene, in anyone's eyes, looks bloody.

Hearing this, Mo Feng excitedly said: "Qin Fan, you have avenged Mo Feng for me. I, Mo Feng, am sincerely grateful to you, and I am willing to be your cow, horse, slave, and slave in the future."

"But, you don't understand..."

In other words, a man does not flick his tears lightly.

However, Mo Feng's tears could not be stopped all the time, and the sound of crying was full of sadness and sorrow.

This made Qin Fan who was on the side frown again and again.

Qin Fan is not a cold-blooded animal, but in Qin Fan's view, if he doesn't even have the courage to face a new life, then he might as well die.

Immediately, Qin Fan said, "Mo Feng, the dead are gone,"

"Besides, now that you have avenged your vengeance, it's time to start your new life again,"

After Qin Fan finished speaking, he continued: "Mo Feng, I don't need anything in return from you,"

"It's nothing more than a little effort for me, you just need to cheer yourself up..."

As he spoke, Qin Fan straightened his slightly messy black clothes, and put away the purple warrior who was standing still on one side.

Qin Fan summoned the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger, and then rode up directly.

After all, Qin Fan has already done what he should do, and he has said what he should say.

In the future, how Mo Feng chooses is up to him.

It is a dragon, and it will travel nine days in the end.

If it is a fish, it will definitely leap over the dragon's gate.

"Purple Wing, let's go,"

Qin Fan patted the tiger's head with only the Blood Thunder Tiger, and it turned into a bloody shadow and disappeared into the sky.

At this time, only the lonely figure of Mofeng and a pile of fleshy meat under him were left.

Mo Feng watched Qin Fan disappear in front of him, put away the Tianyuan sword in his hand, and lay down on the ground with a dejected face, looking helplessly at the sky.

Qin Fan's words were recalled in his mind: "Oh, maybe what Qin Fan said is right, I should get rid of the hatred as soon as possible and start a new life of my own,"

"Besides, outside the secret realm of Tianlingchi, there should still be people who are longing for their own figure to appear..."

At this time, Qin Fan didn't care about the ink wind anymore, and he enjoyed the pleasure of flying alone in the sky at high speed.