The celestial nodded to Ling Feng, and then he looked at Ling Feng's face and said, "It turns out that you want me to protect you from peace. Protecting your safety is naturally the responsibility of your nephew, but you have to turn into a girl to show your nephew first. If you don't change, I will go home and let the devil trap you and mop you!"

Ling Feng heard what Zixia said, and almost didn't have any blood spray on the spot. He waved his hand helplessly at Zixia and said, "It's natural that it's okay to become a flower girl. But you see, my uncle's strength has dropped greatly and can't change anymore. When my uncle's strength stabilizes, I'll be fine if I can turn into a flower girl and let you play!"

The leche laughed loudly when she listened.

At this time, the two uncles and nephews had already spent a lot of time. The demon envoy Juntuo began to greet Ling Feng and his uncles and nephews in front of him. Ling Feng said that the demon envoy Juntuo left first, and he and the genitals had something to explain.

After hearing this, the demon envoy Juntuo seemed to have no suspicion. He naturally walked forward quickly and disappeared. He didn't know whether he suddenly stepped forward so quickly to facilitate conversation with Ling Feng and Qing Jie, or because of other reasons that Ling Feng and Qing Jie did not know.

Because of Ling Feng's explanation, Qingxiao never left Ling Feng's side for a moment, and sometimes held hands with Ling Feng. When Ling Feng felt the difficulty, Qingxiao would release his strength from time to time to help Ling Feng walk forward faster.

But even though the celestials were always on the left and right of Ling Feng, the speed of their two uncles and nephews was obviously weaker than usual. After walking for a while, they found that they had no idea where the demon envoy had been dragged.

Regarding the devil's envoy's departure, Ling Feng and Qing Wei didn't know whether it was their own luck or their own misfortune. In short, in this strange atmosphere, both uncles and nephews thought it was better to be careful, but they didn't know how long Ling Feng's state of being harmed by the power of medicine would last, and when would it take to return to normal?

Just as the two uncles and nephews walked slowly forward like this, a thick fog suddenly surged from outside the bluestone stairs, and there seemed to be signs of monsters emerging in the miasma.

This is the Ancestral Demon Space. The Ancestral Demon Space is a space that has been sealed for thousands of years. It is natural that there are evil demons entering and leaving. Fortunately, these monsters are isolated outside the bluestone street ladder and cannot rush to the bluestone slab to hurt people. Otherwise, Ling Feng's Taoist power will be greatly reduced at this moment, and once they are invaded by those monsters, their physical condition will be very likely to be fully exposed.

Ling Feng's situation at this time is naturally better than to have more things than to do less. It is better to pass through the fog and miasma quickly and go to the front. But just as he and the celery were about to leave together, the alcoholic spirit that had not appeared for a long time had passed out of his body. It is said that he had lived 300 million years old.

After Yao Jiujiu came out, he did not say hello to Ling Feng, and shot into the darkest place with a swishing sound. The darkest and most intense, which means that the monsters there are the most fierce and powerful. As soon as Yao Jiujiu crashed into it, the sound of "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", "ah", as if they were attacked by some monster.

Ling Feng was teaching Li Xiao a while ago that he would be more careful and more alert. This time, when Yao Jiujiu rushed out of the bluestone slab and made a "ah" cry, he didn't expect that, and rushed out towards the place where the demon miasma was rising.

"Yao Jiujiu, come back soon!"

Ling Feng said as he immediately surged his vital energy, releasing the demonic energy to fight at any time, but the demonic energy around him was too strong, and his Taoist power was suppressed many times at this moment. For a moment, he could not use his thunder step in the escape, nor could he find Yao Jiujiu's figure in the rich demonic energy.

While he was looking around, he heard a loud roar from the roar: "Uncle, lie down quickly!"

He subconsciously listened to what Zixia said and immediately rushed forward, but saw a bull head that was hundreds of pounds strong, flew over his shoulders, and a bright red blood splashed in the air at the neck of the bull head.

Ling Feng looked closely and found that it was Chiaki who used his Taoist power to kill a miracle with a snake sword. The miracle's body was still not far from Ling Feng, but his head had already flew out. It must have been because he wanted to be unfavorable to Ling Feng just now, but Chiaki arrived in time to kill him with a sword.

The size of this Minotaur is still silent under the cover of the demon fog. You can imagine how strange it is to walk in this demon realm. Ling Feng is not strong now and it is really hard to move forward.

Qingjie also knew Ling Feng's condition at this moment and said anxiously to Ling Feng: "Uncle, this place is too dangerous. If your Taoist power is suppressed, you may be in danger at any time. We should go back to the bluestone road soon!"

But Ling Feng gritted his teeth and said to Cai Jie: "No, Yao Jiujiu is my uncle's life. Uncle can't lose him. You should take Uncle quickly and get Yao Jiujiu back for Uncle!"

Ling Feng's words are by no means an exaggeration. Although Yao Jiujiu looks like an ordinary alcoholic spirit, he is the only agent Ling Feng can contact Emperor Manyang. Ling Feng still remembers the message that Emperor Manyang passed on him through Emperor Yao Jiujiu.

When Yao Jiujiu appeared, Emperor Manyang warned Ling Feng that if Ling Feng was in trouble, he could contact him through Yao Jiujiu. As long as Yao Jiujiu is there, Ling Feng could even learn a lot of knowledge about the flood of heaven and earth from Emperor Manyang in the future. Therefore, Ling Feng could not make any mistakes in the elf Yao Jiujiu.

Hearing Ling Feng's words, Xiaoxiao shouted, "What Yao Jiujiu? Don't think about it anymore. I can feel that there seems to be an eighth-level monster nearby. Uncle, you know that my Taoist power is still at the peak of the seventh level. He is not the opponent of the eighth-level monster. Yao Jiujiu will definitely die. If we still stay here, we can only follow it and throw our lives here, so let's go back to the bluestone steps..."

When Xiao Jie said this, he had already grabbed Ling Feng's wrist. Now his power was greater than Ling Feng. He was preparing to take Ling Feng back to the bluestone slab to escape before talking, but as he said that, he stopped talking because when he said that, he saw a madman dozens of feet falling down in the endless mist. The aura of the madman was exactly the aura of the eighth-level madman he was grateful for!
Chapter completed!