Ye Fan saw this scene, his brow wrinkled, it seems that the evil spirits in Wanhua Valley were indeed from the remains.

He was too lazy to do so, but he was silently blocked in front of the blue rain.

“Everyone is careful! Because the cracks are getting more and more stable, the ancient species inside may be more and more rushing out!

These ancient species are the power of chaos, which is rare in history. Don't be hurt by it! Phillips loudly.

I saw more than a dozen evil spirits. After discovering the living, I flew over the canyons like crazy!

In addition to the two evil spirits flying up the ancient demon, the other dozens of all are attacking the heavens and blessings.

A group of sacred masters are very cautious, for fear that these deadly monsters hurt themselves.

When Meng Yiqiu saw it, a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, and he jumped up. The half-step cultivation of the Holy Spirit suddenly broke out!

A sleek flight, the volley summoned seven swords, all surrounded by red swords and halo!

"Frost red sword, swords and autumn wind!"

Seven swords flew out at the same time, and they shuttled horizontally and accurately in the air, drawing seven blasts and smashing the dozens of evil spirits!

On the other side of the ancient magic Yuan, that cow tens of thousands of pounds, waving a big axe, rushed to chop two evil spirits!

The two men almost eliminated the evil spirits at the same time, but it is obvious that Meng Yiqiu's technique is more gorgeous.

Meng Yiqiu squinted at Niu Wanjin on the side of the ancient magical arrogance, and looked at Ye Fan, who had not shot.

"His mother! The stinky boy has two sons!" Niu Wanjin felt a beard.

The Devil's Temple all also nodded, and the blue-light ancestors smiled and said: "After all, it is the descendant of the Yunjian San, the foundation of the Tibetan Swords Villa, is not a virtual one."

The blue demon looked at Ye Fan and curiously asked: "Hello, the man of the sword, who seems to be provoking you, you are not angry?"

Ye Fan snorted and said that he was really angry. Anyway, it did not affect his interests. Moreover, Meng Yiqiu’s expression was quite funny.

When it fell to the ground, Meng Yiqiu had a long hair. "How many small demon objects in the district, why should the Lord of the Magic Guide be surprised?"

Phillips smiled and said: "Oh, after all, it is an ancient species, sinister speculation, be careful not to be wrong."

However, the sword of the Lord Meng Shaozhuang is really different from the sword of the Tibetan Swordsman. ”

"Yeah, the first time I saw it, someone could make seven swords, and it was still so smooth. The school of the Jianjian Villa was really amazing!"

"I don't want to be the son of the cloud sword saint, so I am open to the eye!" There are several holy places that also compliment the road.

Meng Yiqiu waved his hand, and the seven flying swords that had been refining the gods were surrounded by him, and the sword was shining.

"It’s just a Royal Seven Sword. You really have no idea.

If the young master took out all the eighteen swords, wouldn’t he scare your eyes out? ”

"What!? Eighteen swords!?"

"At the same time, the Imperial Eighteen Swords? What is the realm of the Royal Sword?!"

Many of the holy places have never seen Ye Fan Yu Jian. In the usual concept, the Royal Three Swords are already amazing.

Because the sword is not only to let the sword move, but to conduct detailed combat command, otherwise it can not talk about the sword.

I have seen several sacraments of Ye Fan Yu Jian, and I don’t think so, but I have not revealed it.

"It's no wonder that you will be blinded by what swordsman, it seems that the understanding of the kendo is very pitiful." Meng Yiqiu saw a group of people stunned, especially proud.

Meng Yiyun saw his son's scenery, his eyes full of gratifying colors, but still a lesson: "Autumn, don't be arrogant! How many times the father told you, modest can make progress!"

"Father, the baby certainly does not forget the initial heart. Just, today I met some famous people who want to let some people wake up their minds." Meng Yiqiu grinned.

The "guy" in his mouth is naturally on the opposite side of the sail.

In fact, Ye Fan did not care what they were saying.

At this moment, Ye Fan led the blue demon and other tens of thousands of poisonous people, flew over from the ancient magical side.

Originally, people in the poisonous door were unwilling and felt too dangerous.

However, the Blue Demon is not afraid, and agrees to meet with Ye Fan’s team.

"Light rain, I will introduce you to you, these are just waiting to go in with us, the beast, the shadowless knife and the ghost holy", Ye Fandao.

The blue demon wants to say that he is not called a light rain, but this time he has the heart to use the man, and he will hold back.

She made a profit and smiled and said: "You seniors, the younger blue demon, the venomous Saints, say hello to everyone."

Yao Ying and others can only barely smile, nodded with the blue demon, five miscellaneous, secretly guarded.

suddenly! After staying with the medicine for the first time, Ji Changyu, who was silent and could not speak, pointed his finger at the blue demon and shouted loudly!

"It's you!? That year is you!?"

Ji Changyu's eyes are red, and his teeth are cut.

The blue demon glimpsed, looked at the masked Ji Changzhen, seems to think of something, some unexpectedly said: "It turned out to be you ... really has a fate."

"The demon girl!! You are the person of the poisonous door!!" Ji Changyan tears down.

Ye Fan glanced, his heart twitched, frowning: "The elders of Changchun, is it... Was it raining for you?"

"Lord of the sword god! It is her! That is when she and another person, I wounded me, and poisoned me! My face was destroyed by her!!" Ji Chang娥 cried.

The blue demon said very innocently: "I went out to practice with the master, and you have to say that we are evil devils, to kill us.

If it is not for you to do it yourself, how can I and the teacher, who will unprovoke your gods?

Everyone is a spiritual person. If you didn’t kill you, it’s already very special. Do you still blame me? ”

"You..." Ji Changzhen was so angry that he couldn't speak, full of resentment, but found that he did not know how to argue.

The medicine is very embarrassing first. He may not have played the blue demon in the first place. Secondly, it is obvious that Ye Fan has seen the blue demon.

Ye Fan also has some headaches. It is always impossible to hurt the blue rain for Ji Changyu. But it is really pitiful to watch Ji Changyu like this.

"Elders of Changchun, if you want Xiaoyu to help you solve the poison, I will give you some other compensation for her, and apologize to you to resolve this grudge. How do you see it?"

Ji Changyu heard these words, although he still feels wronged, but also knows that he is insignificant, so that the sword **** is so polite, has given face.

"Since it is the woman of the sword god, I have nothing to say, but there is no need to compensate. As long as I can cure my face, I have nothing to ask for!"

Ye Fan sighed and said to the girl: "Light rain, what poisoning you have done, solve the elders of Changchun."

The blue demon seems to be a little bit annoyed: "For so many years, I remember it for a while, and it is not a matter of all sorts of things."

If the Lord of the Sword God can trust it, then wait for the ruins of the ancients to come out and solve the elders."

Ye Fan’s heart is awkward, this little demon girl, amnesia is still so embarrassing.

Obviously, it is deliberately dragging time, a lot of protection, so that you will not hurt her in the ancient ruins.

However, he does not care, anyway, he did not intend to let go of the blue rain, the anti-drug is not in a hurry.

After asking about Ji Changzhang, see Ji Changzheng no opinion, Ye Fan said: "Okay, then a word is fixed, come out and solve it."

The blue demon smiled into a crescent moon, "a word is fixed."

When the voice just fell, just listen to a sneer!

"Your name is Ye, are you a fool? This demon girl is clearly using you, do you really believe it?"

I see that you are not a sword god, but it is a 'sentimental sanctuary'.

Advise you to wake up again, this kind of demon girl of the ancient magic Yuan, for the sake of interest, do not know how many men have slept with...

Can you believe her ghost? How simple are you..."

Meng Yiqiu stood in the seven flying swords and sneered at him with a sly expression.