Chapter 384

Afterwards, Yang Wencheng looked at Ye Xiaofan at the side, and the killing intent flashed away.

Now that the remnant soul is in his hands, as long as he absorbs it, he will be able to break through to the stage of infant transformation, then trap Feng Yixuan and directly kill Ye Xiaofan, let's see who can stop him.

"Jie Jie..."

Thinking of this, Yang Wencheng couldn't help but let out a tingling smirk.

"Bastard, don't give me a chance."

Ye Xiaofan looked at the ruined and desolate ancient capital below, and the desolate emperor who had been buried in the ruins, and there was a murderous look in his heart.

"Give me the Hunyuan glass bottle."

Feng Yixuan stretched out her fine jade hand, and said to Jiang Hexuan indifferently.

Jiang Hexuan was taken aback, and looked at Yang Wencheng with some embarrassment.

The four people on this trip, led by Feng Yixuan, naturally had to obey Feng Yixuan's orders.

But if the remnant soul is handed over to Feng Yixuan, it means that Feng Yixuan absorbs it first, and then Feng Yixuan breaks through the realm of infant transformation.

They wanted to kill Ye Xiaofan, but they definitely had no chance.

"Hey, Xuanxuan, how about I check you first, what do you think?"

Yang Wencheng stood in front of Jiang Hexuan, raised his hand, and said to Feng Yixuan.

"Do you want to disobey?"

Feng Yixuan's eyes froze, how could she not know what Yang Wencheng and Jiang Hexuan were thinking.

"Little brother, you stand aside first."

Feng Yixuan's palm carried a gentle qi, and pushed Ye Xiaofan's figure a thousand meters away.

"Go!"

After Yang Wencheng and Jiang Hexuan looked at each other, they roared in a deep voice.

"Shh!"

Jiang Hexuan threw the bottle at Yang Wencheng, Feng Yixuan reached out to snatch it, and Zhen Caili behind her slapped Feng Yixuan on the back.

"boom…"

Feng Yixuan turned around and slapped her palm, the air swayed and rippled, the figures of the two quickly retreated, and the Hunyuan glass bottle had already fallen into Yang Wencheng's hands.

"Boom..."

"Ding ding ding dong..."

Feng Yixuan confronted the two of them, their fists and feet intersected extremely quickly, and the air made muffled noises.

Yang Wencheng got the Hunyuan glass bottle, and his eyes were full of fierce light. As long as he absorbed the remnant soul in it, he would be able to break through the realm of baby transformation.

"Feng Yixuan, when I break through the realm of infant transformation, let me see how long you will pretend!"

Yang Wencheng looked at Feng Yixuan who was besieged by two people in mid-air, and thought sinisterly in his heart.

"Let me taste it, the remnant soul of the God Transformation powerhouse back then."

Yang Wencheng's eyes shone with excitement, and his heart was full of excitement. He dragged the bottom of the bottle with his right hand, and began to refine the remnant soul of the Desolate Emperor with all his heart.

"Let him absorb the remnant soul of Emperor Desolation, I'm afraid even Feng Yixuan won't be able to keep me."

Ye Xiaofan looked at Yang Wencheng from a distance, and saw that Yang Wencheng's attention was all on the top of the Hunyuan glass bottle, his short and exquisite body turned into a few wisps of breeze, and came in front of Yang Wencheng.

"Little bastard..."

Yang Wencheng sensed Ye Xiaofan's figure, and immediately froze for a moment, then saw the white/tender short legs swung directly towards his cheek.

"Invincible Vajra Legs!"

"boom…"

Yang Wencheng didn't have any precautions, and was kicked and flew hundreds of meters away.

"Little bastard, I want you to die..."

"Extreme rubber bazooka!"

A milky voice sounded from a distance, and Ye Xiaofan's white/tender short legs stretched several kilometers in an instant, across the void, and kicked directly at Yang Wencheng's cheek.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The white/tender short legs alternated quickly, with terrifying force, and quickly kicked Yang Wencheng's cheek, making a series of muffled sounds, and kicked Yang Wencheng thousands of meters away.

The bottle in Yang Wencheng's hand also fell down rapidly at this time.

"Damn little bastard!"

Yang Wencheng didn't have time to think about why Ye Xiaofan's legs could stretch, so he immediately stabilized his figure and rushed back to catch the Hunyuan glass bottle.

"Snapped!"

But someone was faster than Yang Wencheng, and a small white hand caught the Hunyuan glass bottle in mid-air.

(End of this chapter)

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