Fu Jingtao met the witch's bright and cunning eyes, and felt rippling. He rubbed his nose and whispered: "Miss Luo, why are you here too!"

His relationship with Luo Ming was quite complicated, and he was both enemies and friends. The two first met the fierce battle for the ancient Chinese classics, and then they met again at the birthday party of Liu Mansion in Jiezhou, which triggered a series of storms. If it weren't for being kidnapped by Luo Ming, Fu Jingtao would not have met Zhou Huan, Yanying, Ji Yuqing and others, and there would be a lack of unforgettable memories.

In the past, in order to avoid the pursuit of the Blood Demon King Wu Li, Luo Ming changed his appearance and hid in the Fu family to heal his wounds, almost having a conflict with Qin Ying.

After half a year, we accidentally met in the Demon Valley, which made people sigh at the wonder of fate.

Luo Mingfeng approached like a willow, reached out and gestured at his head, and smiled and said, "Well, I have grown tall and strong, like a real man!" As he said that, he pinched his shoulders and praised, "Either internal and external cultivation, strong muscles, good explosive power and lethality, no wonder he can make a splash in the world!"

Fu Jingtao was so hot that his face was hot by her intimate behavior that he begged: "Miss Luo, please be proud of yourself, don't tease the honest people, can you?"

Luo Ming glared at his eyes and said with his hips: "It's you who teased him, how about you? Are you not convinced? How many people were crying and shouting and kneeling in front of me. I'm too lazy to look at them more! The boy, hurry up and call me 'sister' and listen."

Fu Jingtao hesitated and said, "There is a difference between black and white, isn't it appropriate for us to call each other 'siblings'?"

Luo Ming smiled and said, "Does the top spot in the Song Dynasty look down on me?"

Fu Jingtao shook his head and said, "Who dares to look down on one of the three great masters of the Demon Sect and the peerless beauty in the martial arts world's famous flower list? Wouldn't that be extremely stupid?" In terms of reputation, status in the martial arts world, and martial arts cultivation, he is not as good as Luo Ming now.

Luo Ming frowned and said, "Who was bewitched by you and actually came to the Demon Valley alone? If someone discovered your identity, you will die for at least a hundred times!" The Demon Sect and Xuanyuan Sect were incompatible. Whoever killed Fu Jingtao would become the most dazzling figure.

Fu Jingtao sighed, "My two friends and I wanted to cross the river east, but unexpectedly we met Lu Shiba on the way, but he was wrapped up in the Demon Valley. Although I escaped from the Demon Claws, my friend was still detained by Lu Shiba. I can't leave them alone!"

Luo Ming was amazed: "It turns out that the beauty around Lu Shiba is actually your 'close friend'! You are so brave enough, and your method of seeking flowers and asking willows is the best in the world! Aren't you afraid that your junior sister Qin will be jealous? You actually want to kill three birds with one stone?!"

Fu Jingtao coughed lightly and defended: "We are purely friends and are absolutely selfless!"

Luo Ming sneered: "It's weird if you believe in you! Men are all people who are tired of the new and old."

Fu Jingtao asked curiously: "Can Miss Luo ever suffer from emotional injuries?"

Luo Ming punched him angrily: "Stop talking nonsense! I look down on those stinky men with dirty thoughts."

Fu Jingtao quickly changed the subject and asked: "What treasure is buried in the valley that attracts so many masters of the Demon Sect to compete for it? Why don't you act quickly?"

Luo Ming shook his head and said, "What they want is superior martial arts and magic sect secret skills, and I came for various rare medicines." As he said, he pointed to the purple flowers under the stone beam and signaled Fu Jingtao to look over, "Look, it is the 'Purple Flame Demon Pattern Flower', nourished by the toxic fog of peach blossoms, and is watered by the yin energy of the demon pattern one-horned snake, and it blooms and bears fruit every twelve years. As long as the purple flame demon pattern fruit is contained in his mouth, he will not be afraid of the peach blossom poisonous fog, and he can enter and exit the Demon Seal Valley at any time."

Fu Jingtao was overjoyed: "There are such magical fruits? Can you share a few of them?"

"Call me first, or you won't bother to pay attention to you!"

"Sister Luo Ming."

"You're good at this!"

I saw the cold wind blowing, and the petals of the purple flame demon pattern fell one after another. A small purple fruit appeared on the top of the flower stem, and slowly expanded and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Luo Ming floated up the stone beam like a colorful cloud, took out the jade bottle and herb collection tool that had been prepared long ago, and quickly put away the purple flame demon pattern fruits one by one. Finally, she threw one of the bottles to Fu Jingtao: "Remember, each fruit can last about six hours of medicine, don't be carelessly poisoned!"

Fu Jingtao was so happy that he scratched his head: "Thank you, Sister Luo Ming!" With this poison-avoiding fruit, he could go to the valley again in the future to comprehend the sword intent of the great master on the stone tablet, which would be of great benefit to improving his sword skills and martial arts level.

After picking the purple flame demon pattern fruit, Luo Ming told Fu Jingtao to leave the Demon Seal Valley before noon tomorrow, otherwise he would encounter a wave of poisonous fog and search for more medicinal materials.

Fu Jingtao was worried about how to save Yin Lianlian, and Zhao Yanrong was not interested in the unique magic skills, but he couldn't think of any clever plan for a while. He could only find the whereabouts of the Blood Refining Sect first, and then fly over the stone beam and enter the real demon-sealing forbidden area.

The ground at the other end of the stone beam is very strange, covered with crisscrossing sword marks.

As soon as Fu Jingtao stepped onto the ground, he felt a vast and bottomless sword intent hidden under his feet, as if he was stepping on the blade of a peerless sword. The sword energy was in his mouth but it was not vomited, making people feel cold all over his body.

This is a sword formation that has been around for a hundred years. The sword intent is buried deep underground and has never been triggered.

Fu Jingtao squatted down with a humble heart and gently stroked the crisscrossing sword marks with his fingers, as if he saw a peerless swordsman wielding his hands, blocking a space to prevent a demon from escaping accidentally. These sword marks turned into wonderful sword poses in his mind, connecting and circling with each other, translating into the great way, hiding the unique artistic conception of unclear and unclear words.

That is a firm will to protect the rivers and mountains.

That is the responsibility to uphold justice and suppress evil spirits.

That is the confidence and pride that stands tall and upright!

That man stood at the top of martial arts, turned the world around with his own strength, and shocked the demons in the world with the power of a sword!

How can such ambition not make people feel disappointed?

Fu Jingtao stood up unconsciously, holding the long sword in his right hand, and gently pinching the sword technique in his left hand, waving it from his heart. The moves in his hand seemed to be messy and unsystematic, but actually followed the mysterious method of Xuanyuan Divine Sword. The spiritual energy gathered, the strong wind whistled, and the torrent of spiritual energy like an angry tide poured into the sword formation, and then sank into the depths of the sword marks. A supreme pressure that had been silent for a hundred years came out of thin air.

At this moment, all the creatures in the Demon-Sealing Valley were trembling.

Fu Jingtao's movements gradually slowed down and stopped, lowered his eyes and stood still. A stream of invisible and soft sword energy swam around his body, like a group of cheerful little fish.

At this moment, a man in black stepped out from the stone pillar forest. He had half a skeleton mask on his face, only the exit part of his nose was exposed, his eyes were cold and harsh, and he was tall. He was inserted behind him with a blood-red demon blade that looked like a knife but a sword but a sword but a sword but a sword. His feet were not covered in dust while walking, and naturally showed his domineering temperament that looked down on the world.

His eyes fell on Fu Jingtao, and a surprise flashed in his eyes: "Did the interesting little guy actually realize the sword intent of the Grand Master?"
Chapter completed!