But no matter who the opponent in his heart was, he had already fallen into Xiao Hongchen's trap.

On the "Thousand Lanterns Fantasy Boat", the opponent will sink deeper and deeper, and may sink or become crazy to death. But no matter what, there is only one ending, and that is to become Xiao Hongchen's puppet.

Seeing that Yang Fan was under his control, Xiao Hongchen no longer cared about him, and turned to look at Demon Lord Qingyun in the distance.

At this moment, on the other side of the hall.

A figure in black robes stood proudly in front of the statue, with demonic aura around him. The purple demonic fire surged out from the palm of his hand and enveloped the figure of Demon Lord Qingyun.

Xiao Hongchen's face changed slightly.

She searched carefully for a moment and found that she could no longer sense the aura of Demon Lord Qingyun!

"Did you kill him?" Xiao Hongchen asked in shock.

"Haha, fairy, there is no need to thank me. I know this person has a grudge against you, so I will help you avenge him today!" The man in black robe turned his back to her and laughed.

"You are Sima Han!"

Xiao Hongchen recognized his voice and looked even more surprised.

"Yes, I am Sima Han!"

The man in black robe slowly turned around, put his hands behind his back, and looked calm.

Seeing this man's face clearly, and then looking at the demonic fire behind him that had swallowed up Demon Lord Qingyun, Xiao Hongchen felt confused for a moment.

Her purpose of coming to Wuzhuang Mountain this time was very simple, just for the "Linglong Good Fortune Fruit" and a series of benefits promised by Canglong. She had no other purpose at all.

Unexpectedly, because of the appearance of Demon Lord Qingyun, he actually stepped into the quagmire.

Sima Han, Yang Fan and others appeared here one after another, indicating that they had been forced into the whirlpool. Even if they wanted to give up at this time, they could no longer help themselves.

What's more, only Demon Lord Qingyun knows the news about "Heng'er". If he dies, his clues will be cut off!

Seeing Xiao Hongchen's expression changing again and again, Sima Han smiled slightly and said: "Your mistress is dead, and there is no point in helping him. There is no enmity between you and me. There is no need to take action. Why don't you just retreat.

How about I pretend nothing happened?"

After hearing this, Xiao Hongchen's eyes flickered slightly and he did not respond immediately.

"What are you still hesitating about, fairy? Do you also want to learn my magic skills?" Sima coldly said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden voice suddenly sounded behind him:

"Your magic power is nothing more than this!"

Hearing this voice, Sima Han's expression changed drastically, he suddenly turned around and slapped his palm backwards.

The powerful demonic energy condensed into a purple palm print and roared away towards the source of the sound.

However, when the demonic energy rushed in, there was no strange phenomenon in the void, not even a trace of spiritual power fluctuations.

Sima Han slapped the air with his palm and his expression changed slightly.

Before he could react, the ground beneath his feet suddenly began to spin, like a vortex of mud and rocks, trying to absorb him.

"Huh?"

Sima Han gave a startled sound, and the light on his body activated, soaring upward into the sky.

However, he had just flown halfway when the temperature in mid-air suddenly dropped. Centered on him, an area of ​​about ten feet in radius quickly froze, forming a thick ice coffin.

Sima Han's figure was trapped in mid-air, his speed slowed down, and he was unable to advance or retreat.

Seeing that the power of ice around him was getting thicker and thicker, Sima Han's eyes flashed with light, and he suddenly roared, and thousands of demonic lights flashed out from the back of his head.

These demonic lights were extremely sharp, like butcher knives, galloping through the air, and soon cut through the ice coffin that sealed him.

When the ice coffin was broken, Sima Han didn't hesitate. He turned into light and was extremely fast. With just a thought, he rushed out of the crack in the ice coffin.

After he escaped from the ice coffin, he moved his hand in mid-air, and the purple magic fire instantly gathered and returned to the palm of his hand.

Looking at the location of Demon Lord Qingyun, there is no figure at all. Instead, there is a loess stone statue, which looks somewhat similar to Demon Lord Qingyun.

"No wonder the 'Purple Extreme Demonic Fire' can't hurt you. It turns out to be the power of the Houtu Law!"

Sima Han narrowed his eyes slightly and looked somewhere in the void.

"Demon Lord Qingyun, who are you? You have cultivated the power of Houtu Law and the Ice Law to such a profound level at the same time!"

"hehe."

A chuckle came from mid-air.

Where Sima Han was looking, ripples appeared in the sky, and a moment later, a figure in a green robe slowly appeared.

Demon Lord Qingyun appeared again with a dull expression on his face and a sarcastic smile on his lips:
Chapter completed!