Xu Fei's consciousness has begun to blur.

It is not only the body that turns into the stone statue, but also the spirit that dissipates in it and returns to the dead and decadent.

There seemed to be a picture in front of him passing by like a lantern.

When I joined the gate of Guangcheng mountain, when I became the direct disciple of Shi tie, I had to be taken care of and instructed by Shi Songtao when I was young, I met Xie youchan for the first time, my younger martial brother Yan Zhaoge's rise, I came to the upper world for the first time, Guangcheng mountain's rise, etc.

In addition, Shi Songtao fell into the devil and fell down. Shifu's Shitie fell down. For the first time, he became a teacher and became married to Xie Yuchan

Countless pictures have crossed my mind. Every picture, every thing, is so unforgettable.

Xu Fei was in a trance for a while, when he saw a figure suddenly flash in front of him.

"Senior brother Xu!" Yan Zhaoge swoops to the nearby place, Xu Fei's body, however, has to be turned into a stone statue as a whole.

Xu Fei saw Yan Zhaoge, his lips moved slightly, trying to draw a smile.

"I can't drink all the wine in my cup, but I can't get rid of my parting worries. Don't ask each other where to go. He will get drunk in the spring and autumn."

He murmured softly, looked at Shi Jun at last, looked at yingyuzhen, looked at yanzhaoge, looked at everyone else, smiled a little and closed his eyes.

Xu Fei was shrouded in green gray and turned into a stone statue.

The appearance features are lifelike, and the surface is rough and dry.

"Sure!" Yanzhao's song was loud, and he had an extra scroll in his hand.

It's originated from the handwriting of Empress Dowager.

After repeated use and power squeeze, the artistic conception of calligraphy power becomes very weak.

Yan Zhaoge can't care about many of them. He unfolds the scroll of calligraphy and pastes it on Xu Fei, who has turned into a stone statue.

Under the moistening of the warm light, the gray stone seems to have more luster of life, not completely turned into a dead thing.

However, the brilliance of life is still slowly passing.

If it continues to develop, it will be completely scattered soon, and the later local calligraphy cannot be maintained all the time.

"What's the matter?" Yan Zhaoge can only ask about the specific situation at the moment.

While checking the real situation of Shijun and yingyu, the audience told us the story. Yan Zhaoge's expression was gloomy, and the whole person seemed like a volcano that might erupt at any time.

In the past, when he was in the eight pole world, Xu Fei was his best brother of the same school.

At the beginning of the eight pole world, the fall of the master Boshi iron has always been a pain in Yan Zhaoge's heart.

At the moment, Xu Fei falls in front of him, adding a new wound to Yan Zhaoge's heart, and at the same time, he cuts the old wound again.

The tragedy of Shi tie and Shi Songtao seems to have continued to this day.

"Earth ball, earth ball..."

Yan Zhaoge forces herself to calm down and keep thinking.

"I swallowed the earth ball Swallow the earth splitting bead, turn the magic forbidden counter spell... " Yan Zhaoge suddenly thought, "maybe..."

He rushed forward, picked up Xu Fei's stone statue, turned his head to seal Yun Sheng and said, "Yun Sheng, come with me!"

Feng Yunsheng was stunned, but he didn't ask more, just nodded: "OK!"

"Two, please take my nephew, mother and son back to tiansu universe." Yan Zhaoge said quickly: "I just came on the way, and I have got in touch with my father and uncle Longshi. They will soon come to join us, and then you can go together."

"Although most of the previous opponents were cleaned up by us, there may still be some missing fish or foreign support. Please be more careful."

Hongdi and Ningdi saw this. Although they didn't know why, they immediately agreed: "please rest assured."

"Uncle Yan..." Shi Jun eagerly looks at Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge said, "jun'er, please go back to the mountain first. Don't ask more questions. Take care of your injuries. I'll help you find a way after I go back. When Yu Zhen's sister-in-law wakes up, you'll stay with her more."

"After this disaster, the marks on your mother and son will be removed. As long as they are no longer found by evil spirits, they will be happy."

Shi Jun replied, "yes, uncle Yan."

He was reluctant to give up, but he was taken away by Ningdi and Hongdi together with yingyu Zhen.

"Let's go!" Yan Zhaoge, together with fengyunsheng, is also on the road, leaving in an instant.

On the road, Yan Zhaoge asked, "what about the odds and ends?"

The palm of Feng Yunsheng's hand spread out, showing a blue black flame in the shape of a square like a cage.

"Where are we going?" she asked

After reporting a place name, Yan Zhaoge directly threw himself into the black fire cage and disappeared.

Feng Yunsheng takes a deep breath, takes back his five fingers, and puts the cage away. Without stopping, he moves forward.

In the cage of black fire, it seems to be an independent world.

Between heaven and earth, there are blue and black demons flying, crisscrossing like chains.

The center of many chains, together, lands on a person and binds it to immobility.

Yan Zhaoge looks at the man coldly.

The other side raised his head and showed a pale face.

It is Chen Qianhua.

Chen Qianhua looks at Yan Zhaoge, his breath is weak, but he still says with a smile, "you are here?"

"Just now, the breath of the Wutu devil seems to have weakened. What's the matter? Was it killed?"

He shook his head: "the level of the devil of Wutu is too high. I can't really see its future direction. Well, it's suppressed now. It's hard to use yuantianshu, let alone see it."

Because of the high level of Wu's realm, Chen could not see his future clearly, so he didn't mind that much.

If his cultivation realm can be upgraded, many things are no longer secrets.

In contrast, he was more interested in Yan Zhaoge, Yan Di and Nie Jingshen.

"It's a pity that if the mother and son become demons, I don't know how you will deal with them?" He sighed.

Yan Zhaoge looked at him coldly and suddenly smiled.

Chen Qianhua's eyes burst with flowers. Yan Zhaoge was close to him.

The tip of his finger extended a long flame, like a dagger. With a wave of Yanzhao singer's finger, he cut a wound on Chen Qianhua.

Then, the second, the third

"Will you cut me to pieces?" Although Chen Qianhua was in pain, he didn't care. "I tried it myself, but it didn't mean much."

Yan Zhaoge didn't answer, just cut one knife after another.

Soon, Chen Qianhua was on the verge of dying.

"Are you angry? Ha ha... " Chen Qianhua smiled weakly.

But the next moment, all of a sudden, he couldn't laugh.

Because he found that thousands of wounds he had just suffered were all gone, as if he were hallucinating.

Then I saw Yan Zhaoge's expressionless face and cut off again.

Chen Qianhua's eyes widened.

as like as two peas, the first knife is the same as the first knife of the first place, regardless of the placement, angle, strength, length, depth and depth.

"What are you going to do?!"

As if everything was the same, Chen Qianhua, who didn't pay attention to it, suddenly shouted.

Yan Zhaoge lightly replied, "what's the hurry? It's just beginning."