Chapter 635 Even if I Become a Ghost, I Will Not Let You Go!

Lin Fengmian looked at Luo Jinfeng, who had a gloomy face, and chuckled: "Luo Jinfeng, I want to kill you, why bother saying more?"

Luo Jinfeng looked unhappy. Although he was indignant, he knew that what Lin Fengmian said was true.

Lin Fengmian patted Luo Jinfeng's shoulder leisurely and said in a low voice: "Luo Jinfeng, you like Senior Sister Chen, right?"

Luo Jinfeng looked a little unnatural, and snorted coldly: "What do you mean?"

Lin Fengmian smiled slightly and said: "A gentleman likes a beautiful lady, and I like beautiful women too. Everyone depends on their ability."

"But Yan Hu of the Biluo Dynasty is not a man of honor. He actually plans to force Senior Sister Chen. Can you tolerate this?"

Luo Jinfeng's expression changed and said: "What?"

Lin Fengmian waved his hand quickly and said: "Don't worry, the boy didn't succeed. We three killed him together."

Luo Jinfeng just breathed a sigh of relief, and heard him continue: "Brother Luo, although Yan Hu is dead, his brother Yan Long in the Nascent Soul Realm is unwilling to give up."

"He is now looking for the whereabouts of Senior Sister Chen and intends to let her be buried with him. Tell me, can you tolerate this?"

Luo Jinfeng's face changed drastically when he heard this.

The battle between him and Yan Hu had left him with lingering fears, not to mention Yan Long, who was even stronger than Yan Hu?

This was a fierce dragon that had crossed the river!

Lin Fengmian said calmly: "Brother Luo, you don't have to worry too much. Although Yan Long is powerful, he is now seriously injured and his strength has been greatly reduced. If we join forces, we may not be powerless to fight."

Luo Jinfeng was silent for a moment, and finally said: "What do you want?"

Lin Fengmian smiled slightly, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Of course, we will kill him while he is sick! We will kill Yan Long!"

Luo Jinfeng's face was uncertain, and he snorted and said: "Do I have a choice?"

Lin Fengmian smiled and said simply: "No, if you don't go, I will kill you now!"

"But as long as you cooperate with me, I can guarantee that as long as you don't attack me, I won't kill you!"

Luo Jinfeng snorted and looked at the three frightened disciples, and said lightly: "Did you hear it too?"

The strength of the three disciples can only be said to be average, how can they be the opponents of Lin Fengmian and others, so they can only nod like pounding garlic.

"We are willing to contribute our humble strength!"

"The four brothers and sisters will surely succeed if they join forces!"

After all, with their strength at the foundation-building stage, they will die without the protection of a Jindan cultivator.

A moment later, seven pillars of light suddenly rose from the place where Yan Long was, trapping Yan Long in a huge magic array.

The surrounding scene changed rapidly, and blood condensed into the blood body of the ancestor witch, rushing towards Yan Long.

This is a very common blood evil ancestor witch array in the Tiansha Palace. It is activated by one's own blood and condenses the blood body of the ancestor witch to strangle the enemy.

Yan Long slowly opened his eyes, a flash of blood in his eyes, and smiled grimly: "You are finally here! I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

The blood on his body quickly rose, and blood-colored dragons bit the blood bodies of the ancestor witches condensed around him.

Dense dragon scales crawled all over his body, his hands and feet turned into ferocious dragon claws, and he quickly turned back into a demon state.

He was indeed very weak, but he never stopped transforming into a demon, just waiting for this moment!

However, after a night of fighting, he was indeed at the end of his strength and did not have the strength he had before.

Even so, Yan Long sneered at the extra Luo Jinfeng and the others.

"With just these two or three little cats and dogs, you dare to set up an ambush to kill me? You are overestimating yourself!"

Lin Fengmian looked at the re-transformed Yan Long, his expression changed slightly, but he was not too surprised.

He knew that Yan Long could not always stay at his peak state, and this guy must be bluffing.

"Go!"

At this moment, the arrow was on the string and had to be shot.

Tianze and the seven people shouted angrily, and attacked Yan Long together, and their attacks were extremely cruel.

Among the few people, Lin Fengmian, Ye Yingying, Luo Jinfeng, and another disciple named Xie were all close combat, fighting Yan Long in close combat.

Sword lights, knife shadows, and hammer strikes intertwined into one, trying to break Yan Long's indestructible defense.

Chen Qingyan and the other three used long-range spells to continuously attack Yan Long.

But their attacks seemed to be offset by the dragon scales on Yan Long's body, and failed to cause substantial damage.

Lin Fengmian quickly set up the Eight Desolate Wind and Thunder Formation, with howling winds and thunder, and sword energy bombarded Yan Long like a rainstorm.

Ye Yingying swung the giant hammer, and every hammer blow seemed to carry the force of thunder.

But Yan Long, under the protection of the dragon scales, was as strong as copper and iron, and was unscathed.

Luo Jinfeng's long sword drew cold light in the air, trying to find Yan Long's flaws, but each time he returned in vain.

Yan Long seemed to have a last burst of light, and he became more and more courageous. There was a crazy light flashing in his eyes, staring at Lin Fengmian.

"Jun Wuxie, give me your lives!"

He roared and rushed towards Lin Fengmian, his hands turned into two huge dragon heads, and the blood bodies of the ancestor witches flying along the way were easily torn to pieces by him.

Seeing this, Lin Fengmian did not hesitate to use the Blood Prison Dragon and Tiger Art to fight Yan Long head-on.

Yan Long was furious. When he thought that he was the one who taught him the Blood Prison Dragon Tiger Art, he was so angry that he wanted to kill someone!

"Die!"

But Lin Fengmian was more difficult to deal with than he thought. He had an extremely strange body movement and dodged very quickly.

Even if he occasionally took a full-strength attack from him, he could still withstand it. This physical strength surprised him.

Yan Long knew that a protracted war would not be good for him, so he chose to change his strategy.

He grabbed the disciple surnamed Xie and beat him violently. Lin Fengmian and others tried their best to rescue him, but it was useless.

The disciple was still beaten to death by the angry Yan Long.

He roared to the sky and tore the disciple surnamed Xie into pieces, and blood and various organs were all over the ground.

This scene frightened Luo Jinfeng and others who had never seen Yan Long's cruelty, and they were all terrified.

Yan Long roared at Luo Jinfeng and others: "I will only kill them, you get out!"

Seeing this, Lin Fengmian was more certain that this guy was at the end of his strength.

Otherwise, if he was in his prime, why would he be afraid of a few people? He could just kill him with a pinch.

"Don't be afraid, he is bluffing, he..."

But the two Tianze disciples were already scared and turned around and ran without hesitation, no longer caring about more.

The formation was broken in an instant, Yan Long escaped, and two blood dragons roared out, knocking Lin Fengmian out.

He was about to pursue the victory, but Ye Yingying and Luo Jinfeng stopped him.

"I am indeed at the end of my strength, but at least I can drag a few more people to die together!"

Yan Long stared at Luo Jinfeng and grinned: "Ant, do you want to die too?"

Luo Jinfeng hesitated for a moment, looked at Chen Qingyan and said: "I want to take her away!"

Yan Long sneered: "In that case, then you die too!"

This is Xiaohu's burial object, no one can take it away!

He turned into a bloody light and ran towards Luo Jinfeng, as if he was going to kill him first like before.

Luo Jinfeng was so scared that his legs trembled. He gritted his teeth and persisted for a while, and finally roared in helplessness and fury.

"Senior Sister Chen, I will avenge you!"

Luo Jinfeng turned around and left. Yan Long was indeed a trapped beast, but he was definitely capable of dragging him to death.

He didn't want to die!

Lin Fengmian, who struggled to get up not far away, cursed inwardly: "Coward!"

It's not that he didn't escape before, but he had never done such a thing as leaving the important people in his heart and running for his life alone.

The only time was when Luo Xue controlled his body and left Xia Yunxi behind.

Seeing that Yan Long was unstoppable, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, bit his finger and drew a line between his eyebrows, and his eyes were wiped.

"Burning Love!" He growled.

Among all the abilities given by the Evil Emperor Jue, only the Eight Desolate Evil God really needs the fusion realm.

Others, including the imperial power and burning love, can be used in advance like the evil eyes, but will cause damage.

But at this critical moment of life and death, Lin Fengmian could not care.

The dead air and evil air in the air quickly gathered towards him, and black flames began to spread around his body.

On the other side, Yan Long roared and rushed towards Ye Yingying who was blocking the way, his eyes full of madness and murderous intent.

"Bitch, I'll send you down to accompany Xiaohu!"

Ye Yingying was so scared that her face turned pale, but she still said stubbornly: "If I really go down, I will beat him to death!"

She waved her hand and threw a bunch of poison pills, which exploded into a piece with a rumble, and at the same time threw out several puppet beasts to block Yan Long.

However, these puppets were like paper in front of Yan Long and were torn to pieces in an instant.

Ye Yingying was so angry that she flew into the air and turned the giant hammer in her hand into a giant of ten feet, with flames burning on the giant hammer.

She swung the giant hammer with her small body and shouted: "One hammer is the final word, great power makes miracles happen!"

Yan Long condensed a huge blood shield and blocked it in front of him, blocking the hammer.

He just paused for a moment and continued to run wildly. Chen Qingyan's Yongshuanghua couldn't stop him.

Ye Yingying, who was a little exhausted, saw Yan Long approaching and felt desperate.

She closed her eyes like she accepted her fate and cursed: "Damn pervert, I said I wouldn't come, but I had to come. Even if I became a ghost, I would not let you go!"

With a bang, a figure blocked her in front of her, grabbed Yan Long's dragon claws with both hands, and refused to give in.

At this moment, Lin Fengmian's eyes were shining with golden light, and there was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"That's good, I can keep a ghost concubine!"