All seven of them were released.
They look at Ye Feng in surprise, eyes full of doubt, excitement, and sadness.
"Who are you and why you want to save us."
"Are you human?"
"You're Dara Jinxian?"
Looking at these no thin face, no luster eyes, Ye Feng did not answer their questions, but said faintly: "do you know who is the infernal master?"
Seven people look at each other, slowly shake their heads, have been locked for thousands of years, let alone boundless master, they almost forget their own name.
Tianyuzi felt that there was a spirit in Jiang Yixue's body, and the ice bow in his hand was familiar.
"This girl, are you holding the ice bow of the ice maiden?"
A big Luo Jinxian, who had three eyes, said in surprise, "are you the apprentice of the Jade Maiden?"
"Has the Trollius occupied the demon world?"
Jiang Yixue shakes her head: "I am not the disciple of the icy Jade Maiden. Daluo Jinxian has not occupied the demon world. We are just looking for the unbounded master."
In the distance came the noisy footstep sound, as well as the turbulent magic yuan, the pursuers had already chased.
"Thank you for saving us, but we don't have fairies now. I'm afraid it will affect you. The demons are close. Please go."
Ye Feng said with a smile: "since we have saved you, we will not let you be hurt again."
A line of fire is like a wisp of hair, sharp and sharp, silent to leaf maple chest thorn.
Ye Feng thunder sword raised his hand and cut the thread of fire into two pieces.
General Ba Li rushed over like a hill, and the nine hole sword in his hand was burning with flames, which made the temperature of the whole demon water prison rise.
Jiang Yixue is surprised that all the ice blocks he has laid in the passage have been melted by general Pali.
Ye Feng's thunderbolt sword came out of his hand, and the golden light struck general Pali's broadsword like lightning. Although he didn't shatter the sword, he shook general Bali backward and hit the prison fence.
Ye Feng's thunder sword sprinkled a golden light in the air, and instantly divided into two, four and eight, into hundreds of gold swords, flying in the wind and killing general Bali.
Bali general's eyes showed a startled look, a bite of teeth, palm spurt out a dazzling flame, turned into a flaming dragon, roaring to Ye Feng.
Where the fire dragon passed by, the iron fence was burned red, and the prison temperature was rising. Just now it was as cold as winter, and as hot as summer in the blink of an eye.
Ye Feng's thunder sword surged up and turned into a golden dragon, which was entangled with the fire dragon and splashed with sparks.
The Golden Dragon formed by Ye Feng's long golden sword constantly set off a series of lightning, hitting the fire dragon, which made the fire dragon dodge continuously, and the flame became less arrogant.
After seeing the fire dragon of general Pali, they knew that general Bali was at least level 8. Even in his heyday, he might not be the opponent of this general.
Seeing Ye Feng so young and childish, I'm afraid Ye Feng will be poisoned by the other party.
Unexpectedly, Ye Feng used an immortal flying sword to fight against general Ba Li, which surprised the seven Dara Jinxian who had been locked up for thousands of years.
I didn't expect that this young flying sword was so powerful that he could fight with a level 8 demon. If he didn't fall behind, he would divide the sword.
Their dead eyes, reflecting the fire, lit up again excited and excited light, with a trace of life.
Their numb faces twitch, in the fire, dark red, excited, even shed tears.
It was the tears of excitement, of hope, of fear.
"Come on, boy. Kill him. You can do it."
"Kill him and let the demons die."
All of a sudden, the cold wind blowing, a piece of petals, flashing black light, one of the magic symbols flash, like a colorful butterfly, flying from those fences.
These petals with strong wind, seemingly soft but sharp edge, like a sharp knife, cut off some fences, invincible, nothing can stop them from moving forward.
Some of the petals hit the dark iron fence, and even hit a spark.
Looking at the petals that twinkled with magic symbols, tianyuzi and their looks of horror.
In the war between immortals and demons, they had seen the means of general bashui. Under the weak petals, they were wounded and even captured.
In the petals, there are huge waves of magic yuan, which makes them feel scared. As long as they are cut into a piece, they will not only be injured, but also be poured into the meridians and severely damage the fairies.
They have suffered a lot.
They seem to have seen thousands of years ago, the cruel battle, blood flowing, corpses everywhere.
Daluo Jinxian, ancient warriors and Demons fell down from their eyes. A series of immortal and magic tools, flashing different lights, caught in a frenzied strong wind, collided together, cutting off the mountain peaks and cutting off the river.But Jiang Yi snow did not care, she sneered: "you come again, give me back."
When she shook her thin and white wrist, a glittering aura shield appeared in the air, blocking in front of the seven big Luo Jinxian.
The petals hit the aura shield and burst with a burst of energy. However, they did not fall. Instead, they whirled in the air and hit the Reiki shield constantly.
The petals are colorful, and they look very beautiful, just like the flowers scattered by heaven and women. However, in tianyuzi's eyes, there is nothing beautiful to say. It is the color of death.
Although they have been imprisoned for thousands of years, they still have a chance of survival. They want to leave prison one day and even return to the fairyland. This is their dream.
So they keep living.
Even if Yuanying is destroyed and the immortal soul is severely damaged, as long as they can absorb a little aura and survive, they will stick to it.
The bright and beautiful petals turned into pieces of rain, which covered all of them, and constantly impacted, but could not destroy Jiang Yixue's aura shield defense.
However, the pressure of Reiki shield is increasing. It is very difficult to fight against generals like bashui if they only defend and do not attack.
The cold air in Jiang Yixue's body quickly circulates, condenses continuously in the palm of the hand, turns into ice, and spits out, and collides with those petals, turning the petal ice into ice and falling to the ground.
A piece of snow, spinning, Long Yang, not only let the flaming flame darken, but also let the petal rain end.
Jiang Yi snow since the practice of ice breaking, that cold air day by day stronger.
Frost and petals continue to collide with each other, and the air is flying in disorder.