Mo hen Tian enters the cave, where he can take care of the scene around him. With a pair of pupils, he stares at Ye Xiaofan in the distance.

"What's more, I've been looking for this little beast for months, but I didn't expect to be found here."

Mo hen Tian sees Ye Xiaofan, and he is happy in his heart.

"I advise you to run quickly, or you don't know how to die later."

Mo hen Tian sees Ye Xiaofan close at hand. He is greedy and unabashed in his eyes. He is full of level 6 breath. His big hand is mixed with bloody gas and grabs Ye Xiaofan.

"Little beast, it's hard for me to find you!"

Magic Hentian waved his hand, then turned into a red shadow, cut through the void, ran up and down several times, and then came to Ye Xiaofan.

"Hum, dare to use the secret method I taught you. If you kill him, I will catch the little beast."

Those people in black did not recognize the identity of Murong Bailang at all, and they came one after another and surrounded Murong Bailang.

"No matter whether he is practicing the devil's way or not, he just shows his blood sacrifice technique in front of us. He doesn't pay attention to us at all!"

"Is this man, like us, unable to cultivate the magic way?"

"Master, the man in front of us can even use the blood sacrifice technique in our teaching, and it seems that his power is more powerful than ours!"

Evil Hentian behind the people, see Murong Bailang before the scene, one heart angry.

The blue ocean in my mind is full of huge soul power, bit by bit, and quickly condenses.

Ye Xiaofan resisted the anger of the uprising in his heart. After a calm analysis, he condensed the divine consciousness attack with the fastest speed.

"The old fox will certainly refine those demons and teach people later on."

Ye Xiaofan has already regarded them as his half younger brother. Now that his younger brother has been killed, how can he not be angry.

Ye Xiaofan's heart is followed by a towering anger, those disciples, have always believed in themselves, have been calling small adults cow force.

Those disciples, who used to call themselves by a small adult, are now tempered by Murong Bailang in front of themselves.

Although Ye Xiaofan is not familiar with those martial artists, there are also disciples and elders of Wuling Taoist temple.

Otherwise, just in that scene, ye Xiaofan only focused on gathering divine consciousness to attack, and could not react at all.

He Ye Xiaofan is also useful to Murong Bailang, so in the blood sacrifice just now, he avoided the scene of being directly refined into blood.

When ye Xiaofan saw Murong Bailang's evil expression, he felt a little sympathy for the devil Hentian and others.

Ye Xiaofan frowns and remembers what happened just before entering the eastern region.

"I haven't bothered you yet. You've come to the door on your own initiative, but it seems that I don't have to do it."

"By the way, this is the devil who nearly killed hundreds of millions of people in the Su canal."

Seeing the appearance of devil Hentian and the costumes of this group of people, ye Xiaofan looks through the memory in his mind and thinks carefully.

Ye Xiaofan spent a lot of effort, and finally stabilized the nosebleed. He helped Ling Qingyou up and felt that someone was looking at him, so he turned his head and looked.

"It's a little familiar."

Ye Xiaofan gathered together his divine consciousness to attack the three illusory swords in the mind of "soumie". These three swords were used to deal with Murong Bailang.

Ye Xiaofan doesn't have time to deal with the dregs of a level 6 baby.

Anyway, you don't have to do it yourself. Devil Hentian is not far away from death.

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