Ye Fan secretly conveyed the message. Facing the strong man who transformed into the seventh dragon, he was deeply afraid. Even with the help of the Black Emperor, he might not be able to deal with it. He had to be foolproof.
"Qiang"
The big hands of the old slave in green clothes were like ghost claws, shooting out streaks of black light, and the intertwined cage was like cast iron, becoming more solid and condensed, like a real purgatory.
"You little bastard, you are just a waste body. Without the help of the Wind Clan, you are nothing now. If you dare to come to my clan's divine island to run wild now, I will break your bones and pick out your tendons!"
Nu Senran sneered, and he waved the netherworld cage to surround him in all directions, trying to seal Ye Fan inside 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 Wind Clan provided three million kilograms of sources, but you are not hoping that Ye Fan will break the curse? Moreover, the role of these sources
How big it is, you know in your heart, Ye Fan himself can produce so many resources!"
"You little bastard, this is a great favor from our clan to you. You don't even think about repaying it, and you dare to speak harshly. Today, I will suppress you all!" The old slave in blue had a cold expression on his face, and his attacks became even more fierce.
The black netherworld cage whined, getting louder and louder, covering the entire sky, almost sealing Ye Fan inside several times. If it weren't for his wonderful footwork and extreme speed, he would have been in despair.
"Even the lady has never scolded me, but you dare to be rude to me. Today I will skin you!" Fenghuang's maid screamed beside her, saying: "Uncle Yi, hurry up and suppress him.
We can’t let him escape!”
"Don't worry, I have locked him. Even if he escapes to the end of the world, I will catch him!" The old slave in Tsing Yi was confident and not afraid of Ye Fan escaping at all. He showed a sneer like a cat catching a mouse and said: "He has a holy sword and a magic medicine on him.
Seeds, it’s really a waste if this kind of thing is left in the hands of a dying person, so just let him return it to our Wind Clan.”
"Boom!"
Ye Fan snorted coldly and finally launched a counterattack. A blazing light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, turned into a beam of golden light and flew out, hitting the old slave in blue.
"Bo!"
The old slave in blue spit out a lotus flower from his mouth, turned into a blue light and retreated, breaking into a cold sweat. This powerful spiritual consciousness made his heart palpitate.
"puff"
The cracked lotus flower did not block the golden divine thoughts at all. He felt a chill and said to himself: "The legend is indeed true. This little evil beast's spiritual consciousness is amazing. Fortunately, he was prepared for it."
He opened his mouth and vomited, and a divine wind rushed out and transformed into one wind flower after another, shaped like a lotus flower, pure and white, forming a set of divine clothes to protect him tightly.
"Uncle Yi, you have such a secret treasure to protect yourself, it will be easy to kill him!" Fenghuang's maid was delighted.
The Battle Clothes of the Wind is a secret treasure of the Wind Clan, which is specially designed to block the power of spiritual consciousness. After the old slave in blue put on the silver-white battle clothes, he looked much younger and majestic.
"You little bastard, let me see if you have any ability to resist!"
He drank coldly in his mouth, and his magic power was like a sea, condensing into an innate pattern in the sky, recasting it into a prison in the underworld, and coming to suppress it.
Ye Fan secretly urged, "Hei Huang, are you okay?!"
"He is a strong man who has transformed into a dragon in the seventh form. You think you are a soft persimmon trying to trap him without anyone noticing. How difficult it is. You have to wait!" Big Black Dog said.
"That little bitch, come on, come on, you and I will fight for three hundred rounds!" Li Heishui stared at Fenghuang's maid and rushed over.
"Looking for death!" The old slave in green sneered, and with his big hand in the air, he smacked Li Heishui over like a mountain, and imprisoned Li Heishui in this battlefield.
"You are being unreasonable. This is wrong. You cannot bully us." The little girl sat on the big black dog and said childishly.
"You're pretty young, come on, let me give you a good discipline." Fenghuang's maid sneered, turned into a beam of light and rushed over.
The big black dog had a cold look in its eyes, turned around and ran away, having fun around the battlefield of the Tsing Yi old slave and the others, shouting: "I am too lazy to pay attention to you, and I don't want to share your knowledge."
"You dead dog, I'm going to send you to the kitchen and cook you into a big dish!" Fenghuang's maid screamed.
"The Emperor wants to treat you as a pet and treat me as a treasure!" It carried the little girl on its back and fled, throwing all kinds of strange things one after another.
In the battlefield, Ye Fan and Li Heishui kept dodging. Facing the strong man who transformed into the seventh dragon, they were under too much pressure and could hardly stand it anymore, but they were extremely excited after seeing this scene.
"I have no patience anymore, you little bastards, please stay here!" An ancient flag appeared in the hands of the old slave in blue. With a slight vibration, the void collapsed, and the prison of the underworld expanded, spreading towards the two of them.
Ye Fan and Li Heishui were stuck in a quagmire. They were suddenly unable to move and were about to be restrained.
"Chi!"
The colorful divine light soared into the sky, and a river of stars flowed between Ye Fan's fingers. It was as heavy as a mountain, blocking the purgatory and the ancient flags. It was the bone powder of the saints taken from the Saint of Yin and Yang.
"What is this?!" The old slave in green clothes was startled, and then sneered: "This treasure is suitable for me, and it is most suitable to refine it into the ancient flag.
"You still want to seize the treasure, old man, your time of death has come!" Black Emperor shouted, sending a message to Ye Fan to give him instructions on how to escape. At this time, the array patterns had been laid out.
Ye Fan and Li Heishui rushed out quickly. The battlefield had been sealed by star stones, divine blood soil and other weird things. When the old slave in green realized it, it was already too late and he couldn't rush out at all.
"You little bastard, how dare you plot against me?"
"Old immortal, you have a lot of fun barking at a little bastard, right?" Ye Fan stood outside the formation and sneered, saying: "Your death has come!"
Fenghuang's maid turned around and ran away. She didn't expect that the powerful man who transformed into the seventh dragon would be sealed so unknowingly. She didn't want to wait here to die.
"You still want to leave!"
Ye Fan snorted coldly, and swatted out his big golden hand, covering the sky like a bright cloud. Ye Fan seemed to be swatting a fly, and she swatted it down all at once.
"You can't kill me..." she screamed and struggled violently.
How could Ye Fan let her go? With a wave of his big golden hand, he grabbed her. With a little effort from his fingers, her bones were broken in many places. He threw her directly in front of the Black Emperor and said, "I'll give it to you."
Used by people!"
"I don't want such an unbearable favor, at least it must be a saint!" The big black dog didn't like her at all.
"This is Fenghuang's maid. She is perfect for being your pet, roasting lamb legs for you, etc." Li Heishui said with a smile.
"Woof!"
Under the control of the Black Emperor, the array pattern changed and the blocked area continued to shrink. Ye Fan stood outside and continued to hit inward with his big golden palm.
"Immortal old man. Aren't you trying to suppress me? You want to break my bones and break my tendons. Why don't you give me a beating first?" His physical body is incomparable. How can anyone from the Secret Realm of Transforming Dragons compare to him?
For example, in this small space, even the old slave's magic power was trapped. He couldn't resist at all.
"Bang", "Bang..."
Ye Fan's big golden slap kept coming down, and he controlled the force, beating the old slave in green until he coughed up blood, broke his bones, and could no longer stand.
"You are just a pair of slaves, but you dare to come and kill me. You are really bullying me!"
Ye Fan didn't know how many times he cut it, and the old slave in green was almost turned into flesh, but he didn't die. The strong people in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm have very strong vitality, and they can survive as long as they have one breath left.
"Let me vent my anger." Li Heishui took over and slapped him dozens of times, beating the old slave in green until he almost lost his human form and making inhuman sounds of begging for mercy.
"Tell me, did Feng Huang ask you to come?" Ye Fan pressed.
"We just made our own decision. The princess was very angry. We thought she wouldn't object, so we came to intercept and kill you." Fenghuang's maid was completely frightened and almost fell to the ground.
"The Holy Lord of the Wind Clan is not bad. If I kill the two of them, I would be really sorry," Ye Fan pondered.
"Don't kill us!" Fenghuang's maid was really scared and begged for mercy. Even the old slave completely gave in.
"Let's do this. I, out of kindness, will send them into the army and deploy them," the Black Emperor said, copying most of the chessboard and formations he saw in the Immortal Mountain according to the gourd painting.
It was very excited. This was the formation pattern left by the ancient emperor. He wanted to use these two people as an experiment and said: "Teleport them to the Western Desert. They won't be able to fly back for decades. Let those bald guys be reformed."
them."
"No..." the old slave in blue yelled.
"boom!"
The brilliance soared into the sky, the Dao patterns flashed, and he suddenly disappeared from the place, leaving behind a terrifying energy fluctuation in the void.
The big black dog was stunned for a long time before cursing: "Damn, what's going on?"
Ye Fan and Li Heishui didn't need to think about it to know that this dead dog must have done something unreasonable again and definitely not teleported to the Western Desert.
"Where did you send the people?"
"It seems to have been teleported to Nanling," the big black dog muttered uncertainly.
"You are such a talented person, dead dog. You can go from the Western Desert to the Nanling Mountains. No ordinary person can do that. Can you find anyone more outrageous than you?" Li Heishui attacked.
"Woof!" the big black dog was furious.
In the end, they did not teleport Fenghuang's maid out, so the big black dog reluctantly accepted her as a pet for the time being, and then came to Zitiandu.
Purple Heaven Capital is one of the ten ancient cities in the central region of the Eastern Wasteland. From ancient times to the present, it is unknown how many legends have been left behind.
According to legend, it was a purple-gold capital in the ethereal fairyland that fell into the mortal world, forming such a giant city that is famous all over the world.
Ye Fan and the others wandered around here for two days, traveling among the major stone houses to prepare a gift for the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan.
In the end, Ye Fan selected a strange stone in a stone workshop of Ziweijiao and bought it, but he did not cut it on the spot.
He has already seen what is inside, it is a piece of divine source, it is enough as a birthday gift, and he does not want to cause a sensation in Zitian.
Ye Fan really wanted to select some more strange stones and completely return the three million kilograms of the Wind Clan's source. 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 find rare treasures everywhere? It is already very rare to find a piece of divine source, and he has no other gains.
For the past two days, Fenghuang's maid has been following her, responsible for doing various trivial things, such as carrying bags, feeding the dog, paying bills, cleaning tables and chairs...
After many people recognized him, they couldn't help but be surprised and started talking behind their backs.
"What's going on? Why is the personal maid of the Wind Clan Princess responsible for serving the Holy Body as a slave? 9"
"No, the Pearl of the Wind Clan is very arrogant. How could she let her maid do such trivial things for the holy body that she doesn't like?",,
"Can you be discerning? He is the emperor's favorite!" The big black dog shouted, his jaw dropped in shock, and everyone was dumbfounded.
"What are you looking at? Are you envious? I don't mind accepting you as my pet, but you still look careless." The big black dog spoke to those people without any shame.
"Damn, this dead dog is so disgusting!"
"Skin it alive sooner or later. Come on, I'm going to treat you to black dog meat today!"
A group of people shouted bad luck, but they didn't want to get angry with it. At the same time, they were looking forward to it. What would Feng Huang's expression be like if he let it know?
"I hope Fenghuang gets this news soon. Her maid is being used as a pet by a vicious dog, and she will definitely come to kill her."