Lu Yi held the Spring and Autumn Brush in his hand. The pen's light shone with panic and cold light. With the sharpness of killing immortals and demons, the Spring and Autumn Brush turned into a rainbow and pierced Feng Ji.

I saw two rays of magic light shooting out of Feng Ji's eyes, turning into whirlpools, and easily blocking the rainbow that the Spring and Autumn Brush had turned into.

When Lu Yi saw this, he just sneered.

At this moment, he even used less than half of the spiritual power in his body, splashed ink with the Chunqiu brush, drew thousands of miles of beautiful mountains and rivers in mid-air, and attacked Feng Ji again.

Feng Ji roared angrily and used the Luofu Liuming Demonic Art with all his strength, and a demon god's appearance suddenly emerged from his body.

The demon god was naked, with a body of more than eighty feet, and six arms. It tore into pieces and destroyed thousands of miles of beautiful mountains and rivers in an understatement.

…

I'll kill you while you're sick.

Lu Yi clung to Feng's plan and used his own essence and blood as ink to scribble wildly.

He flicked the pen, and blood and ink flowed into the air.

Dots of bright red blood ink flew out, trapping the demon god Dharma and Feng Ji.

With constant brushstrokes, Lu Yi drew more than a dozen iron ropes burning with the real fire of the three flavors, and actually burned the demon statue into dust.

…

"Lu, do you really think you can defeat me?"

Feng Ji, who was in a desperate situation, began to fight desperately. He sacrificed all his flesh and blood in exchange for sufficient spiritual power. The ghost and god killing sword in his hand made a sonorous and powerful sword sound full of murderous intent.

"Ghosts and gods bite the sky - pseudo-supernatural power, Luofu sword slash!"

The light of the sword fell down, and the demonic intent surged forward, ruthlessly, ruthlessly, and coldly. There was no way to avoid this sword, no way to escape.

Seeing this, Lu Yi finally changed his expression. After taking the move forcefully, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and took a dozen steps back.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lu Yi murmured to himself: "Fengji is worthy of being one of the Seven Night Demon Lords of the Heavenly Magic Sect. He was severely injured and lost most of his spiritual energy, but he can still explode with such fighting power.

After Fengji's physical body collapsed, his soul decisively turned into a green light and fled away from the battlefield.

When two or three monks saw it, strange colors flashed in their eyes, and they chased Feng Ji Yuan Shen in the direction where he was escaping.

They obviously felt that Feng Ji had been severely weakened and it was time to add insult to injury and step on him.

…

After Fengji's soul escaped, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed again.

Lu Shaoyou, Wang Ren, and An Zhengyi of the Hanshui True Spirit Sect looked at each other, with a fierce flash in their eyes, and began to command the other brothers to surround and kill the inner disciples of the Tian Magic Sect with all their strength.

When Lu Yi and Su Shichou saw this, they secretly said something bad, and began to lead the other brothers of the Taiyi Immortal Sect to help the inner disciples of the Tianmao Sect who had a lot of hatred against them.

The main reason why the situation has changed like this is because, after losing the command of Feng Ji, the inner disciples of Tianmao Sect are fighting on their own, and it is easy for them to be easily defeated by the three men led by Lu Shaoyou, Wang Ren, and An Zhengyi.

The disciples of Hanshui Zhenling Sect strangled them all.

If the skin is gone, the hair will not be attached.

The disciples of the inner sect who were waiting for the Heavenly Magic Sect were strangled by the disciples of the Hanshui True Spirit Sect, and the next ones were their disciples of the Taiyi Immortal Sect.

Lips and teeth are cold.

Therefore, at this moment, the disciples of the Heavenly Magic Sect and the disciples of the Taiyi Immortal Sect cooperated in an extremely tacit understanding, with their backs facing each other, facing the Hanshui True Spirit Sect disciples who strangled them cleanly.

Sometimes, no matter how great the hatred, it can be profited by

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In the face of benefit, change and surrender to it.

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Just when the battle between the three sects of Taiyi Immortal Sect, Hanshui True Spirit Sect, and Heavenly Magic Sect reached its climax, no one noticed that a beautiful figure suddenly disappeared from the battlefield. It was the one who had always retained his strength.

Zhang Waner.

I saw Zhang Waner looking at the direction where Feng Ji's soul was escaping with greedy eyes, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in her heart.

After Feng Ji's spirit left the battlefield, it flew towards the dense jungle below.

At the same time, he used a few spells without hesitation, and immediately fired several spells at the two or three monks who were chasing after him.

This crazy attack indeed caused the two or three monks to pause temporarily, although they quickly dispelled these spells.

But when they tried to look for the spirit of Fengji again, it was quiet down there.

Feng Ji's spirit disappeared without a trace in the jungle.

The eyes of the two or three monks flickered, and they slowly flew down to low altitude, and then kept circling in the nearby dense forest, as if they still wanted to find Feng Ji's soul.

…

At this moment, inside a big tree in the dense forest below, the soul of Fengji was looking cautiously at the two or three monks in the sky, with a slightly nervous look in his eyes.

It turned out that Fengji had used a secret technique in Luofu Six Ming Demonic Skills to completely isolate all kinds of auras around him.

This secret technique can not only isolate the fluctuations of spiritual power, but also completely cover the breath of the soul.

Now, Fengji had no choice but to use this secret technique, hoping that these two or three monks, who didn't know any soul-destroying spells, would force him out of the big tree, and then after searching for a while, he disappeared.

He will leave on his own, otherwise, his end will be bad.

However, just in case, Fengji's soul was still prepared to continue escaping.

…

After seeing the two or three monks disappear with his own eyes, Fengji's soul breathed a long sigh of relief. It was a lucky thing that he escaped with his life this time.

After calming down for a moment, Feng Ji remembered the two culprits who caused all this, Lu Yi and Wu Tao, and couldn't help but feel angry!

"Okay. Very good! Now that I'm not dead, I have something for you to look at. Just wait for me, I won't let you go."

The angry Fengji said to himself bitterly while recovering his strength.

…

On the other side, Zhang Waner stood high in the sky, looking calmly at the jungle below without saying a word.

After a while, she reached into her storage bag and took out a jet black bottle.

Zhang Waner held it flat on her slender jade hand, and then slowly poured spiritual power into it. After a while, the dark black bottle glowed faintly and floated up out of thin air.

"Come out, soul-eating demon!"

Zhang Waner then began to recite the magic formula.

The ink-black bottle trembled, and a little demon named "Soul-Eating Demon" came out.

The soul-eating demon instantly turned into a ray of light and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Waner showed a faint smile on her face, followed closely behind with gentle steps.

The soul-eating demon is a demon she refined through the secret techniques of magic.

The soul-eating demon's talent is soul-eating, and it is naturally capable of restraining souls and divine souls. It can easily follow this demon to find the hiding place of Feng Ji's divine soul.

Of course, bite

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The soul demon cannot be too far away from the spirit of Feng Ji. If it is more than a hundred miles away, then Zhang Wan'er will still have nothing to do.

But Zhang Waner has been following Fengji Soul, how could she be too far away from Fengji Soul.

After the soul-eating demon flew left and right for several hundred meters, it suddenly descended diagonally. Seeing this, Zhang Waner knew that she had found the target. She immediately increased her speed and caught the soul-eating demon in her hand, and then suddenly fell into the air.

A green light appeared and put the soul-eating demon back into the ink-black bottle.

When Zhang Waner walked, she made no sound, like a ghost. Therefore, when she finally saw Fengji's soul, Fengji still had no idea that he was hiding on the shady side of a huge rock, sitting cross-legged and meditating, looking like he was practicing Qi with his eyes closed.

Look.

"Damn it, my vitality is severely weakened right now. The possibility of taking away the body of a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage is not high. This is really troublesome." Fengji seemed to be in a bad mood and murmured to himself.

At this moment, a voice as gentle as water came from behind.

"Haha, it seems that Senior Brother Fengji is in some trouble. Do you need my help, Junior Sister?"

"Who? Come out to me?"

When Feng Ji heard this, his expression changed drastically, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He hurriedly looked towards the place where the voice came from, with a look of caution on his face.

At this time, Zhang Waner walked out calmly with a peach blossom expression and a smile on her face.

"Junior sister Zhang Waner, are you?"

As soon as Feng Ji saw Zhang Waner, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and the look of alertness in his eyes became even more intense.

"Junior Sister saw that Senior Brother Feng Ji, you were severely injured, so she came here to protect Senior Brother. Come on, come on, Junior Sister will come to heal your injuries first!" Zhang Waner said with enthusiasm.

"Humph, junior sister, you will take the initiative to heal my wounds, so that you don't cramp my skin and refine my soul to destroy my soul."

When Feng Ji heard this, the look of shock on his face became even more intense, and his eyes kept moving, obviously thinking of some evil idea.

Seeing this, Zhang Waner's expression changed instantly, she sneered, and suddenly raised her hand, about to cast a spell specifically aimed at calming the soul.
To be continued...