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Xuan Hua smiled contemptuously: If you hand over my sister, I will spare you!

Joke, this is the person the landlord personally instructed to take good care of, can I give it to you? The white-bearded old man squinted and stroked his beard, and then his figure flashed.

In front of him, Whitebeard's voice disappeared instantly, and several black figures appeared, shaking back and forth around the four of them.

Huofeng dislikes the use of illusions the most: what is it to be timid, if you have the ability, you can show it upright!

Although Ye Qing had already seen that these shadows were all a cover-up used by Whitebeard, and that the real body had already escaped into the deeper layers of the eight doors, he just stood by with his chest folded.

After all, the Fire Pavilion is also his subordinate, and it is not a loss to take advantage of this opportunity to exercise.

The white-bearded old man deliberately injected his anger into one of the black shadows, creating the illusion that it was a clone, and because he was originally an Immortal Emperor, his strength was unpredictable.

Huofeng has just been promoted, and he has not fully seen it through. He and Huo Qilin are staring at the shadow vigilantly, and a raging fire is burning in their hands: If you don't come out, I will burn you to coke!

Gloomy words came from all directions: Okay, you can try.

This time, they completely angered the two of Huoge. In this northern region, no one dared to despise them so much. The fire unicorn roared to the sky, and instantly turned into a unicorn that was bathed in fire, and the fire wind also grew on its head. It had two huge horns, and a dazzling orange flame hovered above it.

Immediately afterwards, the hands of the two of them all spewed out raging fire, and the speed was very fast, and the shadows were surrounded in the middle. Do the same.

The shadow moved upwards at an extreme speed, trying to escape from the encirclement, but the flames were even faster, forming a huge ring, which directly sealed the top layer, making it airtight.

The monstrous flames trapped all the shadows inside, and there was a sharp scream from inside, and the fire unicorn smiled proudly: I am a fire, but even the soul can be burned clean, this white beard is too underestimated!

The screams got louder and louder, but Huofeng felt something was wrong: Why do you still have the strength to scream like this?

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand to push away all the flames, and when he took a closer look, he saw that the shadow inside had only turned into one, and then immediately disappeared into black smoke.

Along with it, there were bursts of strange laughter, as if mocking the few people present.

This time, the feeling of being played tricked into the hearts of the other three, but Ye Qing had already expected this, and he pointedly pointed to the southeast: Whitebeard is going there.

Only then did Xuan Hua react, and he slammed the wall: I was played by this old man!

The place Ye Qing pointed was a dead end, which was built up with a blinding method. Without profound skill, it would definitely not be broken.

The fire unicorn took a step forward, and a slight explosion sounded in his hand, condensed into a fire thunder, and blew toward the dead end, but the fire thunder just melted into the wall immediately, and there was no explosion.

It's the old man again! This time, Huo Qilin saw it.

The white-bearded old man is best at using illusions. He has become an immortal emperor, and illusions are naturally superb. Ye Qing just took advantage of the two people's time to burn the shadows and looked at the structure of the eight-door hell.

The inside is like a huge labyrinth. The obstacles are piled up by the white-bearded old man using illusions, and strong formations are applied inside, and the white-bearded old man is constantly maintaining the stable operation of these formations.

If you don't catch Whitebeard first, even if you break a formation, it will only make more and more obstacles.

The remaining three obviously understood this principle, Huofeng pondered for a moment and looked at Ye Qing: Immortal Emperor, please join us in beheading this white beard first.

Ye Qing also didn't want to spend too much time in these eight doors, he nodded and looked at the dead end.

In just an instant, the dead end began to collapse and collapse from the outside to the inside, turning into smoke and disappearing into the air.

On the other side, the white beard who was proud of his formation spit out a mouthful of blood and covered his chest.

In an instant, I thought of Ye Qing, who had been standing by the side in a low-key manner: Could it be that the person who can't see his strength is Zero?

If one's own formation is really cracked, then the eight gates of hell are equivalent to Chi Guoguo being exposed in front of this group of people, and the organization that the gate owner has worked so hard to build will be wiped out overnight.

He squinted his eyes, absolutely not allowing such a thing to happen!

Whitebeard quickly drew a formation in the air, and the three remaining elders immediately appeared in the room. The blue-turbaned leader was all stubborn, holding a big axe in his hand. Seeing the appearance of Whitebeard, he gritted his teeth: Dead old man, what are you doing?

I... Whitebeard hadn't finished speaking yet another burst of blood spurted out of his mouth, and after a while, two arrays were broken in succession!

Seeing him like this, the blue turban paled in shock: Could it be that someone broke in?