My messenger is a little fox

"Not good!" Mr. Feng was shocked, "Young master, Mr. Huo..."

Fufeng appeared in front of Huo Lao again. The purple fire dragon cannon had already dimmed after it released the red light on its own. In addition, Huo Lao was still in a coma after receiving the blow. Without spiritual power replenishment, the purple fire dragon cannon was obviously unable to protect the master again.

There was a trace of ridicule in the corner of Fufeng's mouth, and his delicate little palm was raised again.

The whirlwind was released from the palm of his hand and hit Huo Lao's forehead again like a drill. But Fufeng's eyes suddenly became stunned, and the whirlwind spun rapidly between his palm and Old Huo's head but couldn't make any progress.

I don't know when I was surrounded by a faint ball of light.

Fufeng's eyes narrowed and he looked around, only to see a unicorn not far away that was roaring toward the sky, emitting a dazzling light. This light was continuously being sent towards the ball of light surrounding him. Fufeng was surprised that he was surrounded by a ball of light and didn't notice it at all.

The whirlwind hit the ball of light, which flickered and flickered, feeling like it would break at any time. However, until the whirlwind exhausted its power, the ball of light remained strong. Fufeng waved his hand, and a large wind blade hit the ball of light, causing ripples and then dissipating.

Fufeng frowned, and the spiritual power in his body increased greatly. Dozens of wind blades hit the light ball in different directions almost simultaneously while waving his arms. The light ball only flickered for a moment and then shattered. Obviously, the attack of the dense wind blades exceeded the light. ball bearing capacity. Wangtianhou suffered the backlash at the moment the ball of light shattered, and his expression became a little weak.

At this moment, Chu Zihua had already rescued Mr. Huo. He handed Elder Huo over to Elder Feng to take care of him, and used his free hand to gently stroke the mane on Tianhou's neck to soothe his emotions. At the same time, his eyes were firmly fixed on Fufeng, and this little girl with a pair of butterfly wings looked like an angel. He had a strong sense of crisis.

Fufeng hovered in mid-air and stared at Chu Zihua, with an angelic smile on her lips, but everyone looked at her as if they were looking at a devil.

"You are very good. This is the first time that I have been trapped by someone and I don't even know it. Moreover, you are still a low-level guy! Hehe - seeing that you are quite handsome, I will let you go and become my slave. Servant, you must know that the slave family is an exception!"

"It's not good for a little girl to be too arrogant. I am destined to become an emperor, and I will only accept others as servants!" Chu Zihua's eyes were like an eagle, and his voice was cold: "Mr. Feng, you raid the formation, I'll give it a try Her methods.”

As he spoke, Chu Zihua held out a huge black iron ball, which was about the size of a pumpkin, but upon closer inspection, it was made up of iron sand the size of grains of sand.

Fufeng stared at Iron Ball with doubts in his eyes: "You Iron Ball obviously don't have strong spiritual power fluctuations, but why do you make me feel dangerous?"

"The name of this thing is the Iron Curtain. It's here to kill your boredom!" Chu Zihua pinched his fingers and the iron ball hit Fufeng directly.

Fu Feng's eyes were even more suspicious. Although the iron ball hit and made a whirring sound, it was very powerful, but in her eyes, its speed was too slow and could not pose a threat to her at all. It's just that she was paying attention to the movements of Chu Zihua and Tie Qiu, but she didn't notice that Feng Lao and Huo Lao, who was gradually regaining consciousness, looked at Tie Qiu with confidence in their eyes.

Although it looked harmless, Fufeng followed his instinct and dodged away. When the iron ball flew under her feet, an iron chain suddenly protruded from the iron ball and hit Fufeng's legs directly.

Fufeng was slightly surprised. Since he had just escaped a little far away, he lightly fluttered his wings and planned to escape calmly again. Unexpectedly, the iron chain suddenly accelerated and wrapped around Fufeng's legs like maggots on the tarsus.

Fufeng suddenly accelerated, leaving shadows in the sky, and the iron chain twisted and fell at the first shadow. Fufeng's shadow drew a perfect arc in the air, and the other end of the arc drew toward Chu Zihua.

"Boom -" Wangtianhou, who was waiting for momentum, opened his mouth and roared out a sound barrier to face the whirlwind in Fufeng's palm. With a violent explosion, Fufeng was hit by the air wave and flew away. Wangtianhou also took a few steps back.

Fufeng didn't take advantage and simply flew in mid-air, using his speed and air superiority to avoid the iron ball, while using his wind blade to consume Wangtianhou's spiritual power.

Chu Zihua sneered, changed his gestures, and the iron curtain turned into dozens of arrows to chase and intercept Fufeng.

Fufeng frowned. These dozens of arrows blocked the sky and surrounded her in the center. Although she was able to dodge, she had no time to fight back. In particular, these arrows were made from the iron sand of the Iron Curtain. Even if they were broken by it, they would recombine into new arrows and continue to surround her.

In an instant, the offensive and defensive momentum was reversed. Not to mention Feng Laohuo Lao, even many people in the Qinghu Club applauded.

The dignified fourth-level king was forced to this extent by a third-level spiritual master, and Fufeng's whole face was filled with anger. When she found a gap, Fufeng's wings flew rapidly again, but before she could activate her skills, Chu Zihua, who had suffered a loss, had already ordered Wangtianhou to hit with a cannon.

Fufeng interrupted the flash angrily and waved his wings to avoid the sound cannon, but his face was a little pale, which was the sequelae of forcibly interrupting the skill.

"Dragnet!"

Chu Zihua's eyes were frighteningly bright. Fufeng's interruption skill was backlashed and he immediately seized the opportunity. The arrows composed of the Iron Curtain scattered into large pieces of iron sand. At the same time, a transparent woman's shadow appeared, which was the weapon spirit of the Iron Curtain. Immediately, every piece of iron sand exuded sparkling spiritual energy, surrounding Fufeng with an aura of destruction.

"Fourth-level spiritual weapon!" Fufeng's eyes finally showed shock, "You won't be afraid of being drained if you use this level of spiritual weapon beyond the next level..."

The only thing that responded to her was the iron sand that filled the sky and the ground. There was no way to hide or escape.

Fufeng's face was filled with solemnity, his hands came together and opened and closed, and a thick tornado swept out horizontally, punching a big hole in the iron barrel-like surroundings.

Seeing that Fufeng was about to rush out of the breach, Chu Zihua's pale face showed a trace of teasing due to the overdraft of his spiritual power. He stretched out his hand and patted Wangtian beside him and shouted: "King Yin, break the army's demon-suppressing cannon!"

A powerful beam of energy rushed out from Wangtianhou's open mouth, directly covering the breach made by Fufeng with the whirlwind, and even enveloped the butterfly demon Fufeng. The beam of light continued unabated and even made a hole in the clouds in the sky.

Everyone was shocked, and the scene was silent. It was not until the light beam dissipated, revealing the clear sky, that people gradually came back to their senses. There was a gentle breeze, and the first star had already appeared in the sky, but apart from the faint clouds below, there was no sign of Fufeng.

"We won?" Someone finally made a less confident voice.

"We won!" Then there was a long sigh of relief, which soon turned into cheers, "Long live! Long live! The fifth prince won! We won..."

Although Chu Zihua was tired, he was in high spirits and looked up at the sky with a sudden surge of pride. But when he was feeling complacent, his eyes suddenly froze - a figure rushed out of the clouds at a very fast speed, and Chu Zihua had already vaguely seen the pair of butterfly wings.

The cheers suddenly stopped, and everyone saw the pair of beautiful butterfly wings, and the tall and beautiful woman with mature charm in front of the wings.

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Ahri, who was unconscious in the mysterious cave, opened his eyes again, but his little eyes were full of confusion and a hint of fear. A terrifying pressure hit him before, and he and his owner passed out. This time it woke up on its own, but its owner Li Yu was still lying next to it.

Ah Li carefully observed the cave, but felt that it was getting more and more weird and creepy.

"pat-"

The sound of water dripping in this cave was particularly clear and terrifying. The little fox panicked and got into Li Yu's arms, licking Li Yu's cheek vigorously with his little tongue.

Li Yu woke up leisurely, but the successive comas made him feel dizzy. He covered his head and struggled for a while before he got better. However, he still looked at the water pool in the cave with a dull expression, until Ah Li, who was impatient to wait, couldn't help but wake up. After tugging at the corner of his clothes, Li Yu came back to his senses.

Li Yu had experienced the pressure from Gu Qingyuan before when he entered the cave, but even Gu Qingyuan could not match the terrifying essence of this place. This was the kind of pressure that could only be felt by a fifth-order emperor-level being.

It is impossible to say that he is not nervous or afraid. Even the fifth-level monsters, even the ones least good at fighting, are not something he can resist now. As long as he encounters them, he will definitely die.

Without the excitement of Li Xiaomo's death and his desire to take revenge on the Demon Cult, Li Yu would have definitely found a safe route to steadily improve himself, and would not have chosen this side plot that he was not familiar with to take risks.

His trip to Mount Jiuli was to grab a chance with the emperor-level monsters. Now that the opportunity was right in front of him, there was no reason to back down.

Seeing that Li Yu had returned to normal, Ah Li no longer flinched, especially since the liquid in the pool seemed to be an unparalleled temptation for him. He instinctively wanted to rush into the pool and drink up all the liquid.

"Wait first!"

Li Yu pressed down Ah Li, who was getting restless, and carefully felt the magic circle in the cave. There are bound to be weak points in the operation of the magic circle. Li Yu, who personally set up the "Spiritual Ruins" system, still knows some rules.

"pat-"

There was another heart-stopping sound of water droplets, but Li Yu captured the fluctuations of the magic circle at this moment. The magic circle seemed to have been drained of most of its spiritual power by this drop of water. Li Yu's brows stood up, and he felt more carefully the changes in the magic circle as the water droplets fell.

Just four drops of water fell in succession, and Li Yu didn't notice it at all. Could it be his misunderstanding just now? Just when Li Yu started to wonder, the fifth drop of water fell, "Plop-"

Li Yu's eyes widened. This time he felt the fluctuation of the magic circle again. Although it was small and a little blurry, Li Yu was sure that it was the moment when the magic circle's operations converged.

Li Yu became excited and once again understood the rules of the magic circle in detail.

The next change in the magic circle is at the sixth drop, then the seventh drop, until the ninth drop returns to the interval of one drop.

Li Yu's eyes were bright. The moment the second drop of water fell, he hugged Ahri and took a tentative step.

Nothing happened, a smile appeared on Li Yu's lips. The moment the third drop of water fell, he jumped far away to the side of the pool. The impatient Ah Li could no longer restrain himself, broke free from Li Yu's arm, and jumped into the pool.