"Can this person be the devil of Demon Ridge?"

One of the Xuanxian said.

"I think it's very likely that he was hiding his cover-up and was unwilling to tell his identity. What other forces can he have besides the demons in Demon Ridge!"

Another Xuanxian said coldly.

But the old man in the leader frowned and said, "It would be fine if he was really the devil of the Demon Ridge, but he was afraid that he did not come from the Demon Ridge. The body he just showed was very similar to the Dragon Clan. It can temporarily enhance its strength, and it is also the Dragon Clan. Moreover, he has magic weapons that can teleport!!!"

"Jiaolong royal family?"

One of the Xuanxian frowned, "This is a great clan in the fourth level of heaven. What should I do under the fourth level of heaven?"

"No wonder I was so angry. If it was really the Dragon Clan, I would really let him escape. My Fenghuo Pavilion is afraid that there will be a disaster for the family to be destroyed!"

Another Xuanxian said worriedly.

"No matter where he comes from, he must be killed!"

The old man in the lead said.

"But we can't enter the Demon Ridge, how can we kill him?" said one of the Xuanxian.

"wait!"

The old man in the lead said, "If you want to see people alive, if you want to see corpses when you die, send people to patrol near the Demon Ridge. Never enter the Demon Ridge. If he dies, the resentment condensed on him will disappear. If he is not dead, the resentment will naturally be entangled in him."

After escaping into the mountains, Yi Qianmo found that the three auras that locked him disappeared, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

But he quickly became alert. He found that the mist around him could not dissipate, and it was wet and sticky. When it fell on his body, it was a little cold.

With his spiritual sense, he could only penetrate less than a hundred feet of range, and the rest of the area could not be explored.

“There is something weird!”

Yi Qianmo immediately took out the map and looked carefully. He found that the location here was not marked on the map, but it was just blank.

He put away the map and immediately landed, and found himself in an ancient forest with lush forests surrounded by ancient trees.

There was obviously no wind, but the fog flowed between the trees, and it was flowing from bottom to top against normalcy, without any sound, making it panic-silent.

"What the hell is this!"

Yi Qianmo looked around and immediately set up a ban. Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he began to recover his lost immortal power.

Including the immortal stones obtained from the dog-headed monk, there were a total of 130 immortal stones on his body, fifty of which were medium-grade, and the rest were all low-grade.

During the period when Yi Qianmo ran away, he used up all the low-grade immortal stones, and twenty of the remaining fifty medium-grade ones were used.

He still had thirty medium-grade immortal stones left in his hand.

"Ten medium-grade immortal stones should be able to restore all my immortal power!"

Yi Qianmo crushed the immortal stone, and the rolling immortal power immediately gathered in his hands. With his sucking, it all entered his body.

While sucking, he was planning to go to the Holy City. It was not a problem to obtain the resources for cultivation with his alchemy.

But offending Fenghuo Pavilion means that the road cannot be understood. Even if he enters Halloween City, the other party will still catch up.

Just as he was thinking about what to do, the restriction was suddenly destroyed by a powerful force. The dragon que flashed in his hand and immediately spread his spiritual sense.

At first he found nothing, but as his spiritual sense spread a hundred feet away, a red figure appeared, hiding behind the bushes, as if he was preparing to attack him.

Yi Qianmo frowned slightly, held the knife and teleported, and appeared directly behind the other party. He could still do such a short distance teleport.

He swung his sword and slashed it on the head of the figure. He originally thought that this attack would cut the opponent in half, but when it fell, it made a "clang" sound, and the metal and iron attacked it, which made Yi Qianmo's tiger's mouth numb.

When the figure turned around, he showed a pale face, without any anger, and his eyes were also empty, but his speed was surprisingly fast.

The attack just now did not bring any impact to him. Instead, he counterattacked immediately, and then punched Yi Qianmo.

"Clang clang clang!"

The fist fell on his dragon que and made a sound of metal and iron attacking. The other party actually used his body to compete with his dragon que.

Although he didn't know what level of treasure this Longque was in the fairyland, he had cut off the immortal swords of the two monks from Fenghuo Pavilion before, and this weapon was definitely not weak in the fairyland.

"This body and strength!!!"

Yi Qianmo had a bad face and immediately opened the dark domain.

He was still very confident when he expanded the dark domain one-on-one. After all, his current mental power is not weak at all. But what surprised him was that this dark domain did not work at all for the guy in front of him!

"Clang clang clang..."

The continuous battles forced Yi Qianmo to the corner. His immortal power was consumed extremely much. As a last resort, he had no choice but to expand his dragon body and respond with the power of thirty-nine dragons!

"Clang clang!"

Two huge shocks of gold and iron, the figure was forced back, and then flashed and disappeared into the fog and disappeared.

Yi Qianmo breathed a long sigh and said, "What the hell is this!"

He was about to escape from this place, but he heard a "swoosh" sound suddenly coming from the fog, and then the figure turned back.

He waved his sword and immediately met him, but a sense of crisis came from behind him again. With a swept of his spiritual sense, Yi Qianmo's face changed drastically, and dozens of figures were siegeing him.

"Bang!"

A punch fell on Yi Qianmo. He could block one, but dozens of attacks. Under the continuous attack, he was directly knocked to the ground by his opponent.

Before he could teleport, they pressed Yi Qianmo to the ground. The figures all had empty eyes and pale faces. However, they had infinite power, and they were definitely more than thirty-six dragons!

The figure in the head took out a talisman. On the yellow paper, there were black runes written on it. It looked extremely sloppy, giving people a strange feeling.

The talisman was pressed against Yi Qianmo, and he immediately felt a terrible force spreading throughout his body, imprisoning his immortal power. In addition to the Nascent Soul, his whole body was fixed.

These figures lifted him up and galloped in the mountains and forests. After a while, they passed through the fog and came to a valley.

"Good boy!"

A sinister voice came from the valley, "Bring him in!"

Yi Qianmo used his spiritual sense to detect that the three words "Dead Demon Valley" were engraved on the stone tablet outside the valley. Most of the figures surrounding him immediately disappeared at the entrance of the valley, and the remaining two carried Yi Qianmo into the valley.

In this valley, the stream was gurgling, the fairy air was filled with shade, and the trees were covered with green trees. In the depths of the valley, there was a cave. Outside this cave, there was a evil beast with a dragon head and a lion-body tied with chains.

When the figure carried him over, the evil beast suddenly opened his eyes and roared at him, making a sharp scream like a baby crying.

This call made people feel annoying. Just when Yi Qianmo couldn't stand it, a shout suddenly came from the cave and said, "Shut up, beast!"

The evil beast trembled all over and immediately curled up in the corner of the cave, trembling.
Chapter completed!