The shadow world is dark, especially in this dense forest, which is like late at night in the human world. The fat monk looked at the back of the woman in a long dress in a water-green dress in front of him, thinking, this girl is a little familiar with her back. Eight      Ⅰ中★

At this moment, the woman turned her head, her skin was white and creamy, and her eyebrows were unmoving.

"So it's the donor of Jiao Ling. Master Buddha, who is it? The donor of Jiao Ling is here in time. If it weren't for it, by the way, did the donor of the donor have dinner? Master Buddha, I'm still hungry now..."

The fat monk stood up and started to talk. Qin Peng had also seen Jiao Ling, but Xiao Zhou Li did not. He sat on the fat monk's neck and looked at him secretly if he dared not.

"Where is Changfeng?" Jiao Ling's eyes were cold and he just glanced at the fat monk. When he saw the little boy sitting on his neck, he was slightly surprised, but he continued to ask.

"He's there!"

Before the fat monk could speak, Qin Peng next to him pointed to the black fog in the sky, and the thousands of Shadow Palaces appeared and disappeared in the black fog.

"Damn, you can, just say, Master Buddha, I'm mute?" The fat monk slapped Qin Peng's head with one hand.

Jiao Ling looked into the sky along Qin Peng's eyes... Without saying a word, he grabbed the fat monk and turned into a rainbow and headed straight for the sky.

"I, I'm still there!"

Qin Peng was still thrown to the spot, stunned for a moment, and shouted to the sky.

"Jia Ling female donor, why do you want to take me there!"

The fat monk was grabbed by Jiao Ling, with a bitter look on his face. To be honest, why do you have to take me with you when you look for your Changfeng!

However, Jiao Ling did not continue to say anything to the fat monk. Although she didn't know much about the fat monk, she accidentally heard Yan Feng mention it. This fat man has the power of an immune barrier, so it would probably be helpful to keep him by his side.

In front of the Shadow Palace, the last palace, Yan Feng looked at the Yin-Yang Ghost Lord who was walking towards him, his face was still calm, and what should be coming will come sooner or later.

"May I have your name."

The Yin-Yang Ghost Lord walked ten feet away from Yan Feng, with his hands behind his back, and said lightly.

With his eyes facing each other, Yan Feng could feel that the Yin-Yang Ghost Lord did not want to kill him for the time being. As for the specific reason, he didn't know.

"Boy Yan Feng, I came to Guidi just to save his master. I had no intention of offending him. I hope the ghost master would forgive me." Yan Feng bowed slightly, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Oh? Then do you know..." The Yin-Yang Ghost Lord's face turned cold.

"The sin of trespassing into the shadow world?" In an instant, a shocking pressure from the Yin-Yang Ghost Lord appeared. Yan Feng's eyebrows and eyes suddenly condensed, and his figure kept taking three steps back, his voice became sweet, and more blood slid down from the corner of his mouth.

Strong...The first feeling is that there is only one word. Yan Feng has only felt this breath once in his life, and that holy body that does not transform into a desert!

Could it be that the middle-aged man in front of him, the yin and yang ghost master, is the same existence as the sacred body of non-transformation!

Thirty feet away from Yan Feng, Han Tian was locked by the red masked man, with an angry look on his face, and he wanted to break free from the flame chain, but no matter what he was, his body could not move.

"Chixiao, if you don't let me go, I will destroy you!"

The arrogant and unyielding face yelled at the red masked man standing beside him and ordered.

However, the red masked man ignored Han Tian at all, as if he hadn't heard Han Tian's roar.

In the entire shadow world, there is only one person who can make him obey, that is the man in front of him, the ghost master Han Shi, the others... Even the young master of Yin and Yang, he cannot make him obey the order!

Yan Feng's gray and white length flew under the aura of the Yin-Yang Ghost Lord, his eyes tightly condensed, and he kept his body firmly.

"crime?"

A smile rose at the corner of his mouth, Yan Feng's eyes were cruel at this moment. I, Yan Feng... have never been a slaughter!

"You said I'm guilty?"

"What's my fault?" Yan Feng's body, purple gold thunder roared, and Shura fire hovered out, trying to remove the pressure of the Yin-Yang Ghost Lord, but this power was too powerful. Yan Feng even felt that if the Ghost Lord wanted to kill him, it would probably be just a matter of thought.

The Yin-Yang Ghost Lord, this middle-aged man, looked at Yan Feng's scene, his eyebrows slightly condensed, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes. The pressure he emitted now was that even the real true immortal had to kneel on the ground in front of him.

And the young man in front of him was in the Nine Palace realm, and he was not even considered an immortal, and he could resist it.

A trace of interest flashed in his eyes. He wanted to see when this kid could last. In an instant, the pressure on Yan Feng climbed from the True Immortal Realm to the Golden Immortal Realm!

Yan Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt a suffocating surge. His body was unconsciously about to kneel down, but he still forced himself to thrust his body slightly.

He gasped heavily, and blood sprayed out. Yan Feng stared at the middle-aged man not far away, gritting his teeth tightly. On the ground of his forehead, the hot sweat beads dripped down like a thread, dripping to the ground. The small corner of his shoulder was also screaming.

"I ask you, what is your relationship with the young master of the Gui Qin family?"

Han Shi's voice came into Yan Feng's ears at this moment. Yan Feng clenched his fists tightly. Listening to the sound coming from his ears, he suddenly realized in his heart. No wonder this guy has never killed himself. It turns out that he wanted to know this.

Killing the Gui Qin Family... Yan Feng subconsciously thought of Qin Xiaobao, but he did not reply, but just looked at the Yin-Yang Ghost Lord coldly. Although Yan Feng didn't know what this guy asked about this, it was definitely not a good thing.

"Young man, I advise you not to toast and not to eat the punishment." A hint of cruelty flashed in Han Shi's eyebrows, and in an instant, the pressure on Yan Feng increased several times.

puff!

Unable to help it, Yan Feng suddenly knelt on one knee on the ground, and the hot sweat from his forehead dripped across his cheeks, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out, and dizziness in his eyes at this moment.

In the face of such powerful strength, I can’t resist at all!

"Han Shi, you just want to get something from me. Let my brother go, I'll give it to you."

At this moment, a sound came. A boy was flying in the wind on the palace next to him, Qin Xiaobao...!

As soon as the voice came out, the ghost master Han Shi showed a smile.

Qin Xiaobao was originally following the woman in pink and green long skirt to find Ning Wei, but was taken here by a group of red and purple men halfway through, and was always on the palace. Looking at everything he had just given birth, he was unable to move before, and knew that he could do it now.

Perhaps... the reason why the Yin-Yang Ghost Lord did not kill Yan Feng just now was to keep him closed step by step, was for Qin Xiaobao to see!
Chapter completed!