On earth, under the cliff, the endless white mist suddenly surged out. From it, two streams of light suddenly soared into the sky and broke through the air in one direction!

These two long rainbows are Zhimo and Chi Qian.W     wくWく.

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Zhi Mo put a trace of soul seal on Yan Feng early on. When Yan Feng was in danger, he sensed it immediately, and then rushed here based on the silk soul seal.

"Xiao Zhimo, what should I do now? Why don't we go back to the Ghost Prison to ask the Prison King?!" Chi Qian's face looked weak, obviously the flower mark just now cost her a lot of divine energy.

"Looking for the Prison King? What's the use of finding the Prison King? In the ghost prison, who can compare with you in the healing technique?"

Zhi Mo has now returned to the appearance of a child, with a stern wind on his back, and the size and proportions are particularly awkward.

"What do you think you should do?"

Chi Qian looked anxious on his face, looking at Yan Feng on Zhi Mo's back: "The air in the main body of the Lord was temporarily suppressed by my peony original body, but even my original body would definitely be suppressed for only three days. Once three days later, the air will spread again, and there will be no way to go."

"Let's go back first!"

He turned his head and looked at Yan Feng on his back. Zhi Mo's eyebrows and eyes were tightened. The two of them accelerated again!

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In a room in Nancheng Villa, Yan Feng was lying on the bed in this room at this moment.

His face was pale, his breath was weak, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The hole in front of the chest has been repaired at this moment.

"It's the next day...!"

Zhi Mo looked at Yan Feng lying on the bed. He had already used all the methods he could think of, but it still did not improve at all. The injury in front of his chest was not a big problem. Chi Qian's treatment technique could help him recover as before.

The most important thing is the invisible vortex in the Dantian.

At this moment, around Yan Feng's Dantian, the peony pink meridians surrounded him, and the whirlpool barely stopped.

"Zhi Mo, the letter from the Prison King is coming!"

At this moment, Chi Qian ran into the room, with a hint of joy on his haggard face.

"What do you say about the Prison King?"

Zhi Mo suddenly stood up, especially when he saw the hint of joy on Chi Qian's face.

"The Prison King said that the vortex in the Lord's body was condensed from the chaotic energy. If you want to return to the original state, you can only suppress it with the chaotic energy."

Listening to Chi Qian's words, Zhi Mo frowned immediately...

"Chaos Qi..."

Since the disappearance of the ancient gods, no one in the three realms will mention the word chaos again, because no one can touch on that level.

"Where should we find the Qi of Chaos? What's more, the Prison King said before that the identity of the Lord must not be exposed. Once it is leaked, if it is not strong enough, it will inevitably lead to a murder." Chi Qian frowned, not knowing what to do.

"Yes, definitely!"

Zhi Mo looked at Yan Feng lying on the bed and racked his brains to think, who is the most likely to break the chaos in the three realms today!

Or... who has existed since ancient times?

The Three Pure Ones of Taoism are certainly OK. After all, these three old guys are all disciples of the ancient gods, and there are even many existences in the heavenly world, so it is also OK... But these people dare not look for them, if these people know the power of Yan Feng.

It would be an unknown whether these people should be saved or repaired.

"Penglai..." At this moment, Chi Qian and Zhi Mo raised their heads at the same time and looked at each other, and they remembered one person!

They remember that there was a man who had been to the Ghost Prison alone and had a long conversation with the Prison King. This man... was Emperor Donghua!

The King of the East and Emperor of Donghua are formed by the condensation of the highest yang of heaven and earth. If you want to say it, you can really be considered one of the remaining ancient gods.

This is also the only person they can choose at the moment... Except for Donghua, they dare not gamble.

"Let's go, we can go to Penglai!"

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"White Dog, why do you keep wrinkling your face? Who gave you arsenic?"

Two black and white rainbows pass by the sky and the earth, making them astonishing as they go.

"I think something is wrong." Bai Mi said lightly.

"I think you miss your fox. What happened? Isn't the world very peaceful?" Jiuye said with a curl of his lips.

At this moment, two long rainbows broke through the sky and galloped away thousands of feet away.

"So fast!"

Bai Mi and Jiu Ye's figures were instantly staying in the air, staring at the two long rainbows that disappeared in an instant.

"At least it is the level of a Golden Immortal. Why are you anxious to do?" Jiuye looked at him and said.

"Did you notice a familiar breath among those two long rainbows?" Bai Mi said with her eyebrows frowned.

"Let's go, don't be suspicious. I think you're the dog's nose that has not been useful for too long. It's frozen in the iceberg's pole. Everything you smell is familiar."

As he said that, he turned into a long rainbow and galloped away again. Bai Mi looked at the two long rainbows that had disappeared before, frowned, and also broke through the air and chased Jiuye again.

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Maoshan, in the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace, at this time, Si Nanlie, Yuyan, Jiao Ling, Yanran, Zhu Jiumo and others... are all here.

And among them, there were two people standing, the fat monk and Wang Qi in a dirty and torn manner.

At this moment, Wang Qi seemed to be dull, with deep tears on his face, eyes were dull and his head was scattered.

"Fatty, what's going on?"

Si Nanlie looked at Wang Qi, especially when he saw the white robe on her body... his eyebrows and eyes suddenly tightened. It was Yan Feng's robe!

The fat monk's face was no longer as unfair as before, but his face was solemn.

"Man, donor, I've brought it out to you."

He murmured to himself, and then did not answer Si Nanlie's question, turned around and walked out of the hall. His figure slowly disappeared outside the hall.

"elder brother…"

Yuyan looked at Wang Qi's outer robe, tears couldn't help but roll in her eyes. She stepped forward and grabbed Wang Qi's shoulder, stared at her eyes and shouted: "Where is my brother...whether of my brother!"

"Yuyan, don't be excited."

Jiao Ling, although she knew that the situation was definitely not good, she was much calmer than Yu Yan, and stepped forward and gently pulled Yu Yan.

"Master...it will definitely be fine." Yanran, who was beside her, was also muttering to herself, clenching her hands tightly.

Wang Qi's expression was dissipated at this moment, as if he hadn't heard these sounds. He raised his head slightly and looked at the people in front of him.

"Yan Feng...Yan Feng...He."

Murmuring to himself: "He, he is dead..."

Tears slid gently in the corners of the eyes...

At this moment, everyone was stunned. Yuyan covered her mouth with her hands, and her body kept retreating. Tears broke down in her eyes!

Brother... Brother is dead?!

Jiao Ling and Yanran were also stunned, with unbelievable eyes, dead?!

How is it possible...how is it possible...!

How could he die...!

But in front of me, the outer robe on the girl... is forced to believe it.

At this moment, two footsteps slowly came from outside the hall.

Two figures slowly walked into the hall, and their voices were filled with a calming aura.

"Don't worry, boy Yan...he will never die!"

Bai Mi has an absolute certainty in her eyes.

You and I made an appointment to stand at the peak of this world one day!

I believe you...will never give up the contract alone!
Chapter completed!