The man with the ghost face mask didn't care at all, and said: "Even if this person is a variable, under the pursuit of the sword slave, it is absolutely impossible to have any way to survive. Goddess doesn't have to worry too much about it."

"What we should be concerned about now is the Fenglei family and the Binghuo family. You and I have been planning for so long, and finally let the two families fight, and the Fenglei Wuwu and Jiang Binghan are also in a situation where both sides are wounded in the end. This is the best time to grab the holy talisman!"

The goddess nodded and said: "Indeed, but of the two, Fenglei Wuwu should be more seriously injured, and the Fenglei family has suffered heavy losses this time, and their guards are extremely loose. You go and grab the Fenglei holy talisman first."

"Fenglei Wuji and Jiang Binghan's retreat places are extremely secret and remote, but I have figured it out, you go to these two places, these two places are Fenglei Wuji and Jiang Binghan's Closed place."

As she said that, the goddess waved her small hand, and a jade slip suddenly flew out and fell into the hands of the man with the grimace mask.

The man with the grimace mask took the jade slip, and after inspecting it for a while, there was a gloomy arc at the corner of his mouth, and he said in a low voice, "Both Fenglei Wuji and Jiang Binghan were seriously injured, and their cultivation levels have also dropped, now we know The retreat of these two people, the chance of winning the holy talisman is not small."

"After all, these two are old monsters who have lived for many years. You can't take it lightly. You must get the Holy Talisman of Wind and Thunder and the Holy Talisman of Ice Flame." Yan Tianwei said in a deep voice.

The man with the grimace mask nodded, then stepped into the void and disappeared in front of Yan Tianwei.

Fenglei City is full of decadence at this moment. As the patriarch of the Fenglei family's Feng family, Feng Ruji is constantly mobilizing his clansmen to build large-scale construction projects and start rebuilding Fenglei City.

At this moment, in an extremely secluded courtyard of the Fenglei family, there is an insignificant small temple, and in this small temple, sits an unremarkable statue.

A ghostly figure quietly came to the small temple.

Wearing a grimace mask, this person stared indifferently at the small temple in front of him, and murmured in a low voice: "Such an ordinary small temple is actually a retreat place for Feng Leiwu. If it weren't for the guidance of the goddess, I'm afraid It is impossible to suspect that it is above this small temple."

The man with the grimace mask had a thoughtful look in his eyes. He knew very well that Fenglei Wuji must have created a space in this small temple. If he wanted to enter this small temple, he could only open the small space with special handprints.

Regarding how to open the small temple, Goddess Yan Tianwei naturally predicted it with her great power.

At this moment, the five fingers of the right hand of the man with the grimace mask quickly pointed out, and a bloody formation pattern appeared on his fingertips. He quietly punched the formation pattern into the statue in the temple, and immediately a gray swirl appeared between the eyebrows of the statue, and the ghost face The masked person quickly disappeared into the whirlpool.

This is a gray world. Apart from gray, there is only an endless gray lake. In the middle of the lake is an island of hundreds of feet, and a pavilion stands on the island.

At this moment, in the pavilion, a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes. He stared at the man with a grimace in front of him like a torch, and said coldly, "Who are you?"

The man with the grimace mask said with a sneer: "Fenglei Wuwu, today I came here because of the Fenglei Sacred Talisman on your body. Give me the Fenglei Sacred Talisman, or you will lose your life."

Fenglei Wuji's face was gloomy, but his heart was full of anger. He was already very upset when he fought with Jiang Binghan, but now someone dared to ask for the Fenglei Holy Talisman in front of him. At this moment, Fenglei Wuji was full of anger. Killing intent.

"die!"

In a split second, Fenglei Wuwu sacrificed the Holy Talisman of Fenglei, which was as fast as lightning, and appeared behind the person with the ghost face mask. With his right paw, he poked out the ghost face mask's vital point.

The man with the grimace mask sneered, and a terrifying black cyclone suddenly appeared behind him. This cyclone was like a black hole, with an extremely terrifying suction force. The right claw that Fenglei had probed for was actually directly sucked into it.

Pooh!

Fenglei Wuwu's pupils shrunk slightly, and he wanted to draw out his right hand, but it was too late, the black cyclone closed suddenly, directly crushing his right hand.

Thumb up!

Fenglei Wuji backed away quickly, staring at the man in the grimace mask with his pupils narrowed, he stared at the black cyclone behind him, and said in shock and anger: "Who the hell are you?"

"Fenglei Wuwu, you have been seriously injured in the battle with Jiang Binghan, and even your realm has fallen to the peak of the land fairy. Even if you rely on this broken Fenglei holy talisman, how much strength can you display? You are destined to die today. "

The man in the grimace mask laughed wildly, and countless black cyclones erupted from under his feet, whose speed exceeded teleportation.

And Fenglei Wuji was terrified, backed up again and again, and at the same time, he made a formula with both hands, intending to leave this place.

But soon, he found out with an ugly face that this small world he created was actually covered by strange black cyclones, and its exit was even blocked by black cyclones, but he couldn't teleport out at all.

"You can't get out, it's really pathetic for you to talk about it! As the ancestor of the Fenglei family, and a peerless powerhouse of the heavenly level, you have ended up like this. Maybe you don't know that you are being used as a spearman Bar?"

The man with the grimace mask came step by step, his tone was full of madness, and there was also a trace of pity in it.

Fenglei Wuji's eyes flickered, and he suddenly recalled all the ins and outs. He felt a chill in his heart. The timing of the Binghuo family coming to their Fenglei family was too coincidental, and what was even more coincidental was that Zhuo Wen actually possessed the Holy Talisman of Ice Flame and the Holy Talisman of Wind and Thunder at the same time. origin.

All these coincidences made De Fenglei Jiji realize something was wrong in an instant.

"You arranged this out?" Fenglei Wuji took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Old guy, the reaction is not slow. I figured it out so quickly, but there is no reward."

As he said that, the ghost face mask jumped up, and immediately, the black cyclones that spread all over the small world densely shrunk towards the center. In an instant, the entire small world was wrapped in the black cyclone, and fell into darkness that could not be seen.

Sensing the endless darkness around him, Fenglei Wuji's face turned pale. The aura of the man with the grimace mask was terrifying. He might have reached the peak of a celestial being. Now he is seriously injured and his cultivation base has fallen.

Fenglei roared and struggled desperately, but in the deep darkness, his roar seemed so insignificant...

Outside the quiet small temple, a slender figure slowly stepped out from the gray vortex. This person was wearing a grimace mask. He looked deeply at the statue in the small temple behind him, and murmured in a low voice: "Saint Fenglei With the talisman in hand, it's time to go to the Binghuo Clan." JrNovels.com