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It's just that the nine-fingered real dragon claw consumes too much, and now Lai Wuhen dare not use it easily.

The woman in the red dress that Shan Yiyi was fighting was also a late Yuanying cultivation base, but the magic weapon released was far beyond Lai Wuhen's imagination.

Her strength is even higher than that of the young man surnamed Han.

If Shan Yiyi hadn't arrived in time, she would never have seen the sun tomorrow.

Thinking back on it, Lai Wuhen was afraid for a while, how fortunate he was for Shan Yiyi's advancement.

Sure enough, the danger in the world of cultivating immortals cannot be relaxed with his current strength.

Lai Wuhen sighed in his heart.

The young man surnamed Han and the woman surnamed Chen were even more surprised.

They don't know how many years they have lived, and when they have seen a Nascent Soul cultivator with such combat power.

Shan Yiyi's ice-attribute talisman made them suffer even more.

If it weren't for the magic weapon used to have a trace of the original power of the body, how could their cultivation base in the late Yuanying period be able to resist it until now.

"Fellow Daoist Lai, how about we talk?" The young man surnamed Han knew that as long as the original power in his magic weapon was exhausted, he would be beheaded without a doubt.

However, he is just a clone, and he has no fear at all, but some of the price he paid for this trip will be wasted, and he is somewhat unwilling in his heart.

"Why don't you want to talk to me before you do anything to my wife?"

If he could calm down, Lai Wuhen would naturally not want to make a move, but if the other party made a move on Wen Yudie, he would have no reason to let the other party go.

"For your wife's matter, I solemnly apologize. She was only imprisoned in her consciousness and did not suffer any real harm. If Fellow Daoist Lai feels wronged, we can make some appropriate compensation." The young man surnamed Han said again.

"That's just after seeing our strength. If we lose, will you still be as talkative as you are now?" Lai Wuhen snorted coldly.

"Hehe, among monks, strength has always been used to speak. If you don't have the corresponding strength, naturally you are not qualified to talk with my peers." The young man surnamed Han said again.

"Then why are you talking so much nonsense, I just want you to die." As Lai Wuhen said, the magic formula in his hand continued to be urged, and the attack of You Ming Dao became a little faster.

"You know, killing me won't do you any good. I'm just a clone." The young man surnamed Han raised his lips.

Hearing this, Lai Wuhen didn't want to talk to the young man surnamed Han anymore, even if it was a clone, he could kill only one.

He wouldn't expect to let the opponent's avatar go, the opponent's main body would let him go.

What the young man surnamed Han said is quite correct. Without the corresponding strength, everything is out of the question.

"You know, my main body has the cultivation level of the fusion stage, and the power in the blood cloud spiritual realm is beyond your imagination." The young man surnamed Han said again.

Blood Cloud Spiritual Realm?Could it be the upper domain closest to Dongyan domain?

Lai Wuhen's mind was also moved. Although the cultivation base of the fusion period was very high, it was far from what he could shake now.

But since the other party only put a clone of the late Nascent Soul, it must be that the enchantment of the East Inkstone Domain has a confinement effect on the monks here, and I am afraid that there are many restrictions on the monks in the upper domain.

That being the case, he has nothing to worry about.

If you don't offend, you will offend. If you want to do it, you must do it. If you want to threaten yourself with cultivation, there is no way.

If you don't come to me, I still want to find you, so let's think about each other, whoever is afraid of the other.

Thinking of this, Lai Wuhen said: "Then tell me your specific name. If I'm interested, it's not that I can't talk to you."

When the young man surnamed Han heard the words, his gaze was fixed: "Han Qirui, known as the Seven Treasure Rat King."

As he said that, the young man surnamed Han still had a look of pride on his face.

"Where's that one?" Lai Wuhen asked again, glancing at the woman in the red dress.

"Chen Zishan, Ziyue Phoenix King." The young man surnamed Han said again.

"Remember, if you don't come to us, we will go to you. It's best to wash your neck and wait." Lai Wuhen said, and the nine-fingered real dragon claws were unleashed.

Han Qirui has experienced the power of this move before, and he never thought that Lai Wuhen could still use it. With the power of his current magic weapon, there is no way to resist it.

A black tornado appeared in the center of the flash, and Han Qirui's body and Nascent Soul were instantly scattered.

However, an imperceptible green energy disappeared into Lai Wuhen's body in a flash from the position where Han Qirui disappeared.

Lai Wuhen shivered unconsciously, and just when he thought it was a blow after death, his heart instantly relaxed.

It was just a mere poison, but with his physique of a poisonous overlord, it was dissolved in an instant.

Fortunately, he was the one who received the blow himself, with the venom of the poison, Qian Yao and Xue Gulan might have been killed on the spot.

His spiritual sense swept away Qianyao and Xuegulan who were far away, and he felt a burst of happiness in his heart.

Seeing that Lai Wuhen had killed Han Qirui, Shan Yiyi didn't hesitate anymore, and kept urging him with the formula in his hand.

No matter how powerful the magic weapon used by the woman in the red dress is, it has almost been consumed.

With Shan Yiyi's current strength, she could have been killed long ago, but she was just waiting for Lai Wuhen to end the battle first.

The woman in the red dress knew that death was coming, and she didn't show any panic on her face. Instead, she sneered coldly: "You think it's so easy to advance in the fusion period? You're so naive. What awaits you will be more painful than death." despair."

As she said that, the woman in the red dress pressed the formula in her hand, and the magic lamp burst into red light, and exploded with a loud bang.

The formula in Shan Yiyi's hand changed continuously, and the icicles brought out by the snow shadow blade wrapped all the red light that burst out.

Lai Wuhen was tens of feet away from them, and he could feel the surrounding space shaking.

If it wasn't for Shan Yiyi's cultivation at the stage of transforming gods, and being able to completely suppress these red lights, this attack might affect him as well.

Seeing that they had resolved the battle, Qian Yao and Xue Gu Lan escaped.

Lai Wuhen didn't have time to explain to them now, so he patted them on the shoulder, and put them together with Wen Yudie in a square scarf.

A pair of clear eyes looked at a direction where there was no one: "Fellow Taoist has been watching for so long, it's time to show up and see you."

"It's interesting that you were able to discover my existence. Your spiritual sense is not so powerful." A crisp voice came, and a woman in a well-dressed figure appeared a hundred feet away.

Although she only had the cultivation base of the late Nascent Soul, the dangerous aura on her body surprised Lai Wuhen.

"Fellow Daoist, Han Qirui and Chen Zishan are accomplices?" Lai Wuhen asked.

"Acquaintance is acquaintance, but not necessarily an acquaintance."

Hearing this, Lai Wuhen clenched the Youming Saber a little bit.