Ye Fan was secretly transmitting the sound, and he was deeply afraid of the powerhouse of the seventh transformation of the dragon, even with the help of the Black Emperor, he might not be able to deal with it, he had to be foolproof.
"Clang!"
The blue-clothed old slave's big hands were like ghost claws, shooting out streaks of black light, and the intertwined cage was made of dark iron, becoming more and more solid and condensed, like a real purgatory.
"Little beast, you are just a useless body. Without the help of the Wind Clan, you are nothing now. If you dare to come to my clan's God Island to play wild, I will break your bones and break your tendons!" The old man in Tsing Yi Nu Senran sneered, he waved the cage of the underworld, besieged all directions, and wanted to seal Ye Fan in it and slowly refine it.
Li Heishui couldn't help shouting from a distance: "You old slave, you are too shameless to speak. It is true that your Fengzu provided three million catties of resources, but you are not fancying that Ye Fan will break the curse? Besides, the role of this batch of resources How big it is, you all know in your heart, Ye Fan can come up with so much money himself!"
"Little beast, this is my family's great kindness to you. You don't want to repay it, but dare to speak hard. I will suppress you together today!"
The black cage of the underworld made a whining sound and grew bigger and bigger, covering the entire sky. It almost sealed Ye Fan inside several times. If it wasn't for his wonderful footwork and extreme speed, he would have been hated.
"Even Miss never scolded me, but you dare to be rude to me, today I will take your skin off!" Fenghuang's maid screamed beside her, and said, "Uncle Yi, quickly suppress him, don't let him He escapes!"
"Don't worry, I've locked him down, even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, I will catch him!" The old slave in Tsing Yi was confident, not afraid of Ye Fan's escape at all, sneered like a cat catching a mouse, and said: "He has a holy sword and a god Medicine seeds, it's a waste to leave this kind of thing in the hands of a dying man, let him return it to my Wind Clan."
"Boom!"
Ye Fan let out a cold snort, and finally launched a counterattack. A blazing light shot out from between his brows, turned into a beam of golden light and flew out, hitting the old slave in Tsing Yi.
"Boom!"
The old slave in Tsing Yi spit out a lotus flower from his mouth, he turned into a blue light and retreated, covered in cold sweat in shock, this kind of powerful spiritual consciousness made his heart palpitate.
"puff!"
The lotus flower was cracked, and it didn't block the golden divine sense at all. He felt a chill, and said to himself: "The legend is indeed true. This little beast's spiritual power is amazing. Fortunately, I was prepared for it."
He opened his mouth and spit out, a gust of wind rushed out, turning into wind flowers one after another, shaped like lotus flower, pure white and flawless, forming a set of divine clothes to protect him tightly.
"Uncle Yi, you have such a secret treasure to protect yourself, killing him is easy!" Fenghuang's maid was delighted.
The Wind Armor is a secret treasure of the Wind Clan, which is specially designed to block the power of consciousness. After wearing the silver-white armor, the old slave in Tsing Yi looks much younger and more heroic.
"Little beast, let me see what skills you have to resist!"
He drank coldly, his mana was like a sea, condensed in the sky, turned into a piece of innate veins, recast it into a cage in the underworld, and suppressed it.
Ye Fan urged secretly, saying: "Hei Huang, are you alright?!"
"He is a strong man of the seventh transformation of the dragon. You think it is a soft persimmon, but it is so difficult to trap him without anyone noticing. We have to wait!" The big black dog transmitted voice.
"That little girl, come here, we will fight for three hundred rounds!" Li Heishui stared at Fenghuang's maid and rushed over.
"Looking for death!" The old slave in Tsing Yi sneered, and slapped Li Heishui in this battlefield with his big hands in the air like a hill.
"You are being unreasonable, this is wrong, you can't bully us." Sitting on the big black dog, the little girl spoke childishly.
"The little one is quite young, come on, let my sister discipline you well." Fenghuang's maid sneered, turned into a colorful light and rushed over.
With cold eyes, the big black dog turned around and ran, having fun around the old slaves in Tsing Yi and their battlefield, shouting: "I am too lazy to talk to you, I don't know as much as you."
"You dead dog, I want to send you to the kitchen to make a big dish!" Fenghuang's maid screamed.
"The emperor wants to accept you as a pet, a treasure!" It flew away with the little girl on its back, throwing out all kinds of weird things one after another.
On the battlefield, Ye Fan and Li Heishui kept dodging. Facing the strong man of the seventh transformation of the dragon, they were under too much pressure and could hardly hold on anymore, but they were all very excited after seeing this scene.
"The old man has no patience, you little beasts, stop me!" An ancient flag appeared in the hands of the old slave in Tsing Yi, and with a slight shock, the void collapsed, and the cage of the underworld expanded, spreading towards the two of them.
Ye Fan and Li Heishui were stuck in a quagmire, and suddenly they couldn't move, and they were about to be restrained.
"Hey!"
The colorful divine light soared into the sky, and a river of stars flowed out from between Ye Fan's fingers, which was as heavy as a mountain, blocking the purgatory and the ancient banners, and it was the sage bone powder snatched from the yin and yang saintess.
"What is this?!" The old slave in Tsing Yi was startled, and then sneered, "This treasure is suitable for me, and it is most suitable to refine it into the ancient banner."
"You still want to win the treasure, old thing, your time of death is coming!" Heihuang yelled, sending voice transmission to Ye Fan, instructing him on how to escape, at this time the pattern has been laid out.
Ye Fan and Li Heishui rushed out quickly. The battlefield had been sealed by various strange things such as star stones, god blood soil, etc. When the old slave in Tsing Yi realized it was too late, he couldn't get out at all.
"Little beast, you dare to plot against me?"
"Immortal, you have a lot of fun barking at each other, don't you?" Ye Fan stood outside the formation with a sneer, and said, "Your time to die has come!"
Fenghuang's maid turned around and fled. She didn't expect that the powerhouse of the seventh transformation of the Dragon Transformation would be blocked in such a way. She didn't want to wait here to die.
"You still want to go!"
Ye Fan snorted coldly, and slapped out his big golden hand, covering the sky like a bright cloud. Ye Fan seemed to be slapping a fly, and she slapped it down all at once.
"You can't kill me..." she screamed, struggling violently.
How could Ye Fan let her go? With a wave of his big golden hand, he grabbed her. With a little force on his fingers, many bones in her body were broken, and she was thrown directly in front of the Black Emperor, saying: "I'll give you this as a gift!" People love it!"
"I don't want such an unbearable pet, at least I have to be a saint!" The big black dog didn't like it at all.
"This is Fenghuang's maid, it's the most suitable for you to be your pet, roast leg of lamb for you, etc." Li Heishui laughed.
"Wow!"
Under the control of the Heihuang, the patterns changed, and the blocked area kept shrinking. Ye Fan stood outside and kept hitting inward with his big golden slap.
"Old man, don't you want to suppress me? You want to break my bones and tendons, why don't I cut you first!" In this small space, the old slave had even his mana imprisoned, and he couldn't resist at all.
"Bang!", "Bang!"...
Ye Fan's big golden slap kept coming down, controlling his strength, and beat the old slave in Tsing Yi until he coughed up blood continuously, his bones were broken, and he couldn't stand up at all.
"You are just a pair of slaves, but you dare to intercept and kill me, it is really deceiving!"
Ye Fan didn't know how many cuts he had made. This old slave in green clothes was almost turned into a pulp, but he didn't die. The strong man in the Dragon Transformation Realm has very strong vitality, and he can survive as long as he has a breath.
"Let me vent my anger too." Li Heishui took over from him, and slapped dozens of big hands, beating the old slave in Tsing Yi until he was almost inhuman, begging for mercy inhumanely.
"Tell me, did Fenghuang ask you to come?" Ye Fan pressed.
"We're just making our own decisions. The princess is very angry. We think she won't object, so we came to kill you." Fenghuang's maid was completely frightened and almost fell limp to the ground.
"The Holy Master of the Wind Clan is not bad, if I kill them two, I'm really sorry." Ye Fan pondered.
"Don't kill us!" Fenghuang's maid was really scared, and begged for mercy, even the old slave was completely subdued.
"Let's do this, my emperor has shown kindness, and sent them into the army." Heihuang said, copying most of the chessboard and pattern that he saw in the undead mountain.
It was very excited, this is the pattern left by the ancient emperor, he wanted to use these two people as an experiment, and said: "Send them to the West Desert, they will not fly back for decades, let those bald people go to influence them."
"No..." the old slave in Tsing Yi yelled.
"boom!"
The brilliance soared to the sky, the dao pattern flickered, and he disappeared from the spot at once, leaving a terrifying energy fluctuation in the void.
The big black dog was in a daze, and it took him a long time to curse: "Damn, what's going on?"
Ye Fan and Li Heishui knew without even thinking about it, this dead dog must have done something out of the ordinary again, and it was definitely not teleported to the West Desert.
"Where did you send people?"
"It seems to have been teleported to Nanling." The big black dog muttered in disbelief.
"Sigou, you are really talented. You can deviate from the West Desert to the South Ridge. No one can do it. Can you find someone who is more outrageous than you?" Li Heishui struck.
"Woof!" The big black dog was furious.
In the end, they didn't send Fenghuang's maid out, and the big black dog reluctantly accepted him as a pet for a while, and then came to Zitiandu.
Zitiandu is one of the top ten ancient cities in the central region of the Eastern Desolation. Since ancient times, it is unknown how many legends have been left behind.
According to legend, it is a purple-gold heaven in the illusory fairyland, which fell into the mortal world and formed such a famous giant city.
Ye Fan and the others wandered around here for two days, traveling among various stone workshops, and wanted to prepare a gift for the Lord of the Wind Clan.
In the end, Ye Fan selected a strange stone in a stone workshop of Ziwei Sect and bought it, but he didn't cut it on the spot.
He has already seen what is inside, it is a piece of divine origin, it is enough as a birthday gift, and he does not want to cause a sensation in Zitian.
Ye Fan really wanted to pick out more strange stones and completely return the three million catties of the Wind Clan, otherwise those young people would always mention this matter, which would make him feel very uncomfortable.
It's a pity that although there are many stone workshops, how can it be possible to see rare treasures everywhere? It is already very rare to find a piece of divine source, and he has nothing else to gain.
In the past two days, Fenghuang's maid followed her and was responsible for doing all kinds of trivial things, such as carrying bags, feeding the dog, paying bills, cleaning tables and chairs...
After many people recognized it, they couldn't help being surprised, talking behind their backs.
"What's going on, why is the personal maid of the Princess of the Wind Clan responsible for being a slave for the Holy Body?"
"No, Wind Clan Pearl is very arrogant, how could she ask her maid to do such trivial things for her disliked Eucharist?"
"Don't you guys have a little vision, he is the emperor's favorite!" the big black dog chattered, his jaw dropped in shock, and everyone was dumbfounded.
"What are you looking at, are you envious? I don't mind accepting you as a favor, but you still look so-so." The big black dog spoke brazenly to those people.
"Damn, this dead dog is too hateful!"
"Sooner or later, I'll peel it alive, let's go, today I'm treating guests to black dog meat!"
A group of people yelled bad luck, but they didn't want to get angry with it. At the same time, they were looking forward to it. If Fenghuang knew about it, what expression would it have
"I hope Fenghuang gets this news sooner. Her maid is being petted by a vicious dog, and she will definitely kill her."
"Yes, I hope that moment comes sooner!"