Just when Lin Fei controlled the boat of creation and flew quickly, thinking it was safe, a bloody mist appeared in the moonlit sky in front of him.

This mist fell silently on his boat of creation.

No one noticed the blood mist. Lin Fei was guarding the door of Fairy Zixia's room.

Chen Zixuan and Chen Xing were already lying on the bed and asleep.

The two mothers were really tired, especially Chen Zixuan. She had never slept well since she came to another world.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have aged so quickly.

The blood-colored mist turned into a young and handsome young man on the bow of the ship, as leisurely as if he had arrived at his own home.

"It seems that this is the boat of creation! Such a superb magic weapon has finally reappeared after being missing for so long."

Just when he was leisurely and contented, Lin Fei's senses suddenly trembled, and he discovered that there was an uninvited guest on the ship.

The reason why I hadn't noticed the other party before was because the other party's sneaking ability was really too good.

However, first he relaxed his vigilance and arrogantly believed that no one would discover him.

In other words, he is not afraid of others discovering him at all.

The infiltration just now was just a form of his usual appearance.

This makes it even more terrifying, and this person is none other than the Blood Demon Ancestor who had a relationship with Lin Fei.

The ancestor of the Blood Demon has great supernatural powers and has been a sixth-level immortal since ten thousand years ago.

What is the concept of a sixth-grade immortal?

If he relied on his natural birth, aging, sickness and death, he would have lived for thirty-three thousand years.

In such a long life, he has an absolute advantage.

Although people here live very long lives, ordinary people can live here for five hundred years.

However, compared with the life span of a sixth-grade immortal, it is really not worth mentioning.

The power of a sixth-grade immortal is not only reflected in his lifespan, but also in his magical power reaching the sky.

Any ordinary spell can be transformed into magic in the hands of such a person.

Moreover, this kind of person's control over the laws of space is even more terrifying.

Soon, the void air field ahead underwent subtle changes.

Lin Fei realized immediately that the other party had bound his boat of creation within a certain range.

This is like a ghost hitting a wall. It looks like your spaceship is flying forward, but it is actually spinning in circles.

Even if I fly to the end of the world, I still can't get out of this circle.

Unless, this spell is broken.

Lin Fei opened the door, took a look at Fairy Zixia, and found that she was at a critical moment of exercising and could not be disturbed.

He gently closed the door and locked it with a spell.

Then, he went to Chen Zixuan's room and looked at the mother and son.

Both mother and son slept peacefully. He smiled slightly, exited the room, and locked the door as well.

Then, like a general, he walked to the bow of the ship to meet the terrible enemy.

The Blood Demon stood on the bow of the ship with his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery ahead.

His back naturally has many holes.

However, Lin Fei did not choose to launch a sneak attack.

He knew very well that with the blood demon's methods, there was no chance of a sneak attack on his own.

Since there is no chance, let's talk to him.

"You're here!" Lin Fei's voice was very calm, as if he was chatting with an old friend.

"You knew I was coming?"

The Blood Demon did not turn around, but his voice carried a desolate aura.

This breath conveys loneliness.

The journey of cultivation is very lonely and boring, and there are very few people who can become as strong as the Blood Demon.

Ten thousand years have passed, and all of Blood Demon's original relatives and friends have long since died.

Therefore, he has no relatives or friends in this world.

Because of this, he seemed alone and particularly lonely.

Killing people became his only pleasure.

Lin Fei smiled faintly and waved a rosewood table and two chairs, which were placed on the flat deck of the bow.

With another wave of his hand, roast mutton, roast chicken, braised carp were placed on the table...

All in all, it was a sumptuous table of dishes and two jars of fine wine.

These things have been prepared in the seventh-level pagoda.

It can be said that the seven-level pagoda is an all-powerful magic weapon. If you put a table of food in it, it will preserve its original taste.

For example, if you put a bowl of hot soup in it and take it out ten days later, the temperature of the soup has not changed at all.

This space is like being able to stop time, and whatever you put in it will always maintain its original form.

Of course, this is just for food.

If a magic weapon is put in, it will be received by the third level of space. No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, its spiritual imprint will eventually be removed.

The Babel Monument is currently in the seventh-level pagoda, going through the painful process of erasing its spiritual imprint.

Although the Babel Monument is difficult to deal with, it is only a matter of time before its spiritual imprint is erased.

Therefore, Lin Fei wanted to invite the Blood Demon Ancestor to drink just to buy more time.

The Blood Demon Ancestor didn't look back, he seemed to know what Lin Fei was doing.

"You want to invite me to drink? You are really interesting. The next moment, you will become a lonely ghost in my hands. There is no point in inviting me to drink."

"Can't I see you off for myself? You have to be well-fed on the way to avoid being hungry on the way to hell. If you have the guts, come and have a few drinks with me."

Instead of being angry, the Blood Demon Ancestor turned around and laughed.

"Interesting, your doll is very interesting. Over the past thousands of years, when others see me, they tremble like a mouse. Some people will kneel in front of me and beg me to let them go.

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"In the end, I was still killed by you." Lin Fei smiled faintly, "So, we are going to die anyway, so why should we be afraid of you? It would be better to eat and drink enough before going on the road."

While he was talking, Lin Fei had already opened a jar of wine and filled two large bowls.

At the same time, his spiritual power was fully activated, accelerating the erasure of the spiritual imprint on the Babel Monument.

He felt that as long as he could subdue the Babel Monument, the blood demon in front of him would not be enough evidence.

No matter how bad things go, I already have the capital to compete with him, so I don’t know who will win.

Therefore, delaying time now is the most critical thing.

"Smart, hahaha, what I despise the most are people who kneel down at every turn."

"Me too, so I won't kneel down. I would rather die standing than live on my knees. What's more, you are crazy and have no sympathy."

"Well done, you are the first person to scold me so happily."

Being scolded made me feel particularly happy. This devil's thinking is really different from ordinary people.

"Actually, you are just a bitch!" Lin Fei smiled coldly, "You are very lonely and lonely. There are very few people who can find someone as strong-minded as me."

"So, you are really reluctant to kill me for a moment!"

"You are too self-righteous. Whether I kill you or not depends on my mood."

The Blood Demon walked over lightly and sat opposite Lin Fei.

"I know what your purpose is. Isn't it just to delay time and gain the capital to survive for yourself?"
Chapter completed!