Wu Po Jiuxiao

Seeing the spiky spikes on his chest, Ye Fantian stopped his movements abruptly.

boom……

A heavy blow hit him hard on the back, and Ye Fantian's body suddenly flew towards the opposite side as if he had been suppressed by an ancient sacred mountain.

"drink……"

The Frost Coffin lost Ye Fantian's control, and was quickly forcibly broken open by Situ Wudi. Even though it was frozen for a few microseconds, Situ Wudi knew everything about the outside world like the back of his hand. He punched Ye Fantian's chest again without hesitation!

"cough……"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out of Ye Fantian's mouth uncontrollably.

Then the Purple Phoenix Feather behind her quickly danced backwards...

chi chi chi...

The speed was so fast that the space began to violently rub against each other.

"The devil..."

Bai Siyu roared in a low voice.

This title made Sky Feather's body tremble uncontrollably, but he didn't speak, but looked at Ye Fantian with strange eyes...

"What's going on? Why? Why did Patriarch Laoyue's body move again? He was obviously injured so strongly, and I felt that the other party didn't have the slightest breath of life after that."

Bai Aoqing couldn't help frowning, but they couldn't fly into the air. Although they also had the ability to fly, it was simply not something they could handle at such a height.

There are not a few people who have such doubts. They have seen with their own eyes the scene where the Laozu Laoyue was pierced through the body by Ye Fantian's Liuxue gun. , and even more terrifying than before.

"Snatch!"

Bai Siyu said coldly in his mouth.

But the palms are constantly clenched. As the demon lord's wings, he will not obey Ye Fantian's words like this. At least in terms of the demon lord's safety, he is dominated by Ye Fantian. Although this blood rain was ordered by Ye Fantian The object to be guarded, but once Ye Fantian is in danger, he will definitely rush up at the first time.

"Cough cough cough..."

Ye Fantian coughed a few times slightly, and as the blood slowly flowed, the breath of the whole person seemed to become a lot more disordered.

"Night Dire...I didn't expect you to make a move anyway."

Looking at Lao Yue Laozu in front of him, Ye Fantian said lightly, as if he didn't have any worries about his injuries.

With the help of Bodhi Lingen, Ye Fantian's injuries looked terrifying on the outside, but in fact they were not so terrifying.

It quickly recovered.

Patriarch Laoyue, no, it should be Nightmare at this time. His shape has changed drastically, his body has become stronger, his long hair has turned into dark gold, and his pair of black eyes are like the black altar. Similarly, if you look at it from a distance, you can't see the end of it at all, and all the light in it seems to be swallowed up.