Chapter 1295 It's the Great Demon King

The sudden scene on the giant ghost face stunned everyone present.

"puff!"

Immediately, Madam Hong's chest surged with blood, and she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Yun Yan was overjoyed, and said to Feng Chen: "The little girl has already turned back and refined all the ghost faces that attacked her."

There was a hint of lightness in Feng Chen's eyes, "It's good that Qianqian is fine!"

Madam Hong clutched her chest, her eyes were full of disbelief, she whispered: "How is it possible? How could that girl absorb my Ghost Face Bamboo back."

As soon as her words fell, the screams of the ghost face bleeding from seven holes in mid-air gradually disappeared into nothingness. The breath of the whole ghost face wilted at lightning speed, and finally fell to the ground with a weak breath.

The entire bamboo forest, which was originally full of vitality, also withered and fainted at the same time, withering and dying one by one.

Feng Chen took the opportunity to take out the planting pattern pen, and kept walking around the bamboo forest, sketching against the void, and countless textures were drawn out, and in just a moment, the prohibition of superimposing the planting patterns of the great masters here was broken like this.

Once the ban on planting patterns was broken, the rate of decline and withering of the entire bamboo forest accelerated a lot.

"Blood Guard, listen to the order and kill Feng Chen immediately!" Madam Hong issued an order.

"Yes!" Immediately, thirty red-clothed men with evil aura all over their bodies emerged from all around, and together with the old woman, they shot at Feng Chen one after another.

The cultivation bases of the thirty people are all at the peak of spiritual sages, and they also used a clever offensive and defensive formation.

Feng Chen snorted coldly, and stepped forward to meet him.

Yun Yan stood still, this kind of battle was useful for Feng Chen's improvement of epiphany, as long as it was not a critical time, he would not make a move.

Madam Hong's eyes were covered with a layer of blood red, she took out a dagger and stabbed towards the heart.

Her actions surprised the three present, but they all knew that this woman was definitely not seeking death.

Sure enough, a drop of blood from the heart flew out, and flew straight into the mouth of the huge ghost face whose breath was already very weak.

The ghost face, which had already withered and dried up, quickly regained its vitality. With a strange scream, it released the last life force, and spit out a mouthful of red mist from its big mouth.

Then the ghost face quickly languished again, and it was as short-lived as a flash in the pan before.

The lipstick mist gradually spread from the size of a palm, and actually pierced through the golden circle of light surrounding Feng Chen and Yun Yan.

"This is a poison with a curse." Yun Yan's face was serious, and he became more suspicious of the identity of Mrs. Hong. This kind of evil technique is not something that people in the lower four realms can control.

The direction in which the red mist gradually spread was towards Feng Chen, obviously Mrs. Hong made up her mind to keep Feng Chen here completely.

Hong Wu's speed was very fast, Feng Chen was restrained by thirty spirit saints, and they were about to approach the corner of his clothes soon.

Yun Yan's expression changed, and he immediately blocked the thirty besieging Lingsheng.

"Chen'er, you leave quickly, this poisonous gas will cause great damage even to people who are cultivated by the Ling Emperor."

Feng Chen is not an impulsive person, just as he was about to teleport back, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man blocked the rapidly spreading red mist with his whole body, and used his spiritual power to forcefully pull all the red mist into his body.

Her movements were too fast, and after the red mist was inhaled into her body and disappeared, everyone saw her appearance clearly. It was the Great Demon King.