When the Taoists heard this, they were expecting it, but Tian Yuanzi stopped talking and turned around and said, "Qingfeng and bright moon, you two hold the golden poles and knock the grass back to the alchemy down and bring it."

"Yes, I wonder how many great immortals want to pick?" Mingyue asked.

"Pick them all, whether they are cooked or not."

"But the great immortal, such behavior may hurt the spirituality of the immortal tree-" Qingfeng hesitated.

"Go, go."

The two children did not dare to disobey, so they had to hold a silver basin and a golden rod to the inner courtyard. The beautiful scenery at the middle of the courtyard was beautiful, plums, vanilla, and auspicious air, and light zhilan, and the stream water was filled with emotions. Bypassing the peony pavilion and avoiding the gentleman bamboo, they saw the big tree in the middle, which was thousands of feet high, with rich green branches, and covered like clouds, hanging down many tassels, blowing with the wind.

Hearing the footsteps, the trees were chirping like boys and girls shouting together—

"The little Taoist priest is here again. He must have picked up a few brothers so that they can share food for others. Everyone should hide, especially those that are cooked and they should pretend to be tender."

"Pretend you, brother, I'm upset when I hear you making noise every day. I'm so upset that I'd like to die early. Anyway, we die if we fall into branches, and we die even if we are rotten. It's better to die early than to die late. It's so good to die early. What the monk who came last time said-"

"The bald man said that I am not as good as hell. Who can go to hell? Cut flesh and feed eagles and sacrifice your life to save the tiger. It seems that my enlightenment will be the material for becoming a Buddha and a ancestor in the next life!"

"But, I haven't hooked up with the pink little fruit on the tip of the branch yet~"

"Just the treetops you hang down are three feet away from it, and you will never be able to hook them up in this life."

"Cao Return to Dan, I'm afraid you're going to go down this time." Mingyue raised her head and said loudly.

The golden rod and silver basin are also two strange treasures, which can temporarily keep the vitality of the immortal fruits and prevent them from withering. These six feet and seven inches long and children-like fruits were knocked down one by one and put into the basin.

"Oh! Don't squeeze me, don't squeeze me, the skin is broken! The skin is broken! The juice is about to be squeezed out! It's out!!"

"Little Taoist Mingyue, put me and that pink one, the tighter the better."

There are dozens of fruits on the tree, almost unable to hold them. Every time I knock one, the fairy tree loses its luster. After all the fruits are knocked out, it is like the scene in late autumn, with dead branches and yellow leaves, and the two children cannot bear to pay attention.

When he arrived at the temple, Tian Yuanzi gave a gift first and said, "I'm afraid the old Taoist will trouble you this time."

The most ripe one in the basin smiled and said, "Old Man Tian Yuan, you are really good to us. Unless the flesh is ripe, you will never enjoy our brothers when you are about to die. I see that it is dark outside, I am afraid you will be in trouble. Tell me, just help you."

"The old man is ashamed."

Outside the immortal formation of Wuzhuang Temple, the green fire and demon light surged. Fortunately, there was a shallow layer of earthly energy blocked. No matter how you attacked, it was still alive. However, it was the mysterious yellow energy transformed from the earthly books. Everything was not touched and spotless. However, with the launch of the Nine Smoke Poison Fire Formation, the fireworks outside the earthly energy were higher than the other, and the sound of muffled thunder and waves sounded. The disciples of the Demon Cult from each sect held the flag and held the banner, turning endlessly. Dozens of black clouds and red water descended, and the black yellow film was also shaking.

"You can't go in again. There must be a master of soul casting spells in front of you. The spiritual consciousness can cover a hundred miles. If there is any movement, you will be discovered by him. If you fail to save someone, you will run away!" The spiritual boy Zhao Pan said solemnly, and Tiantai Mountain in the distance was vaguely visible.

"What should I do? Is it hard to wait?" Qi Guang frowned.

"I think that situation should have not been broken yet, and there is still time to calculate." Zhou Gan looked into the distance. The mountain was already wrapped in demonic energy, but there was still a flash of inspiration from time to time.

"Wait for an opportunity."

After two more hours, Yu Wan couldn't help but let out a long roar, and finally made a hand. A magic knife that was three feet and seven inches long and was as bright as blood, was sacrificed above his head. The pressure suddenly arose. The people of the Demon Sect who were approaching felt blood running around, as if they were reversing. The soul turned into flowing light and turned into it, and it suddenly increased by a hundred feet, with a strong evil spirit. They slashed towards the Wuzhuangguan, as if they were about to cut the mountain into two!

The yellow robe smiled, but she didn't move, but she felt jealous. The Heavenly Demon Blood-Changing Sword should have been a secret master of the Demon Cult. Somehow, it was achieved by the remaining tens of thousands of sacrifice techniques. After hundreds of years of hard work, it was finally successful. It also allowed it to be ranked among the souls. The Demon Sword was fierce, and there were few magic weapons that could be defeated. It would not return without blood. In the same battle with the fairy fetus of the earth book, the mountain walls were shaken into powder by the aftermath, and most of the fireworks fell out of thin air. Tian Yuanzi was rarely looked serious. The whisk was waving continuously, and the magic power surged. The two red and yellow lights were entangled for a long time, but they always fought to tie, and it was difficult to tell the difference.

At this moment, under the cover of the explosion of the phoenix fire, a ray of light suddenly emerged from the ground, which was like a shuttle, as fast as lightning, shooting up the mountain, just as Yu Wanteng couldn't open his hand.

"Huh? Where did the little bug come from?" Huang Rou snorted coldly, slapped his forehead, and manifested the second soul cold light pearl, sprinkled a large area of ​​Arctic cold light, covering the shuttle. Tiantai Mountain had a layer of frost and mist out of thin air, and even the water vapor in the air all condensed and fell down. The shuttle swayed left and right, but it was still unable to break free. After half a stick of incense, it had to escape from it.

"Catch up!" Huang Luo waved his hand, and dozens of demonic sword lights shot out. He wanted to capture them himself, but when he saw that the Wuzhuang Temple was about to break through, he had to concentrate and watch. Although Tian Yuanzi was in a daze, he was also the master of the Temple, and had many methods to avoid him from escaping.

After the ship-sized iron shuttle broke through the magic array, it flew back to Zhou Gan and others. The rear tail of the shuttle made a large piece of ice. The impeller wheel rotated and stopped, so the escape light was a little slow. Seeing this, the few people hurriedly rushed forward by controlling the flying sword magic weapon. Although they didn't know who the owner of the iron shuttle was, they were their friends when they were against the Demon Sect.

The Bailing Sword's escape light was the fastest, and it instantly intersected with the shuttle. When it met the Demon Sect behind, the sword body trembled slightly, and the birds' singing sounded louder and louder, and suddenly it broke into two halves. The two Zhou Gans passed by left and right. The demon man on the opposite side had no time to react, and his brain fainted. When he came to his senses, a blood line flashed through his neck, and the head fell down like this.

It's not that simple. First, the sword sound is confusing the brain, then the sword trick is confusing the enemy, and then the exorcist slash in Qingcheng Sword Technique, the sword light suddenly increased by several feet, but the man had no time to even send out the magic, and he died and died!

The other six people also faced the people in the Demon Sect, fighting each other with magic weapons and flying swords. Seeing this, the people in the iron shuttle did not escape. A red light flowed from the shuttle, but it was the ice at the tail. It was not only a disciple who was sent to pursue people, but also a Taoist practice, especially the more they fought less, and the few people were in a struggle.

As soon as Zhou Gan destroyed one person, two more people chased him. He was full of ghost energy. One held a copper bowl and the other shot out two gray sword lights. The bowl-shaped treasure poured down and sprinkled a lot of cold air. He had to control his sword to avoid it. It was a pity that Lihuo Bead was not there, otherwise it would have been overcome. The two flying swords seemed to be in a set, and they turned into light-split awls, breaking through the air, and the Bailing Sword collided with it, filing out a series of sparks, and quickly recalled the flying sword. Fortunately, its essence was good, and it was made of a demon meteorite and was not damaged.

In a few moves, there were all kinds of dangers. The battle between the right and the demons was no match for the same sects. If you slacken a little, your life would be over. Scan the eyes, but Zhao Pan and Sun Fang were a little better, and they still had the strength to do it. The rest of the people were at a disadvantage. The crisis occurred one after another. They gritted their teeth and suddenly turned into dozens of figures, and surrounded the two of them. Dozens of "Bai Ling Swords" were shot out. The demon holding the bowl danced the cold air one after another. From time to time, "Zhou Gan" was destroyed to the false body, and the demon boy who drove the two swords couldn't help but get in a hurry. The dozens of sword lights shot in succession, either true or false. This person had never seen such a strange magic before. The flying sword couldn't help but reveal a flaw, and the true body suddenly shot out a sword energy with an innate Taiqing sword energy, and his brain exploded and he died.

The ability of "Ten Thousand Swords Reincarnation" consumes the most mana and energy. Zhou Gan doesn't care about helping others. Qi Guang's opponent raised his hand and sprinkled a soft red gauze, which hit his eyes. His bones disappeared and his flesh dissipated. He suddenly cried out. After all, he was inexperienced and ignored the flying sword. He was hit by many thunder fire golden balls thrown out, which made him more than a dozen big holes on his body. He was almost unable to survive! Unfortunately, he did not eliminate the demons and died in the hands of the demons! Oh my wow—

Fortunately, Sun Fang's water and fire sword was sharp, and he destroyed the opponent and barely filled the gap. Zhao Pan held the three of them again, which did not worsen the battle situation. The demon holding the bowl was anxious. He used a little less cold air from the thousand-foot ice ditch underground, but he could not use any real or fake flying swords to prevent the dozens and hundreds of real and fake flying swords. After guarding for a long time, he was finally shattered by Zhou Gan's thunder.

A person suddenly rushed out of the shuttle, accompanied by the flowing light of the Lotus Sutra. He saw that he had a profound Taoist practice and could transform into appearances. He only had to pass one heavenly tribulation and achieved the true result of the soul. He raised his hand and threw it, like a hedgehog, and countless red divine needles spewed out, and attacked the eight or nine disciples of the Southern Demon Sect opposite him. If one of them was not investigated, the three demons died.

With this help, Zhou Gan killed another person, but was powerless to continue. Zhao Pan showed his power and was able to defeat the demons and lightning light, but the three of them could not compete with him. The acre of lightning clouds that Yu summoned him was struggling, but it was not all good news. Senior Sister Wang was given a sword on the belly. Zhou Tu's flying sword had a small mouth, but it was shot through by the light of the five poisons extermination. However, after being blocked, the light slowed down and he was lucky to have his life. Seeing that this was not good, the leader quickly whistled. Four or five demon sects broke away from the battlefield and fled back. When he came fifteen or sixteen, he was only a fraction of it left when he returned, which was miserable.

Everyone had no energy to attack again, and after chasing the formation, they stopped escaping Guang. Senior Sister Wang gathered Qi Guang's body, with a depressed expression. Although the friendship was not deep, they were brothers of the same sect and were killed by the demons, so they were inevitably sad.

"Senior sister, your injuries-" Zhou Tu said with concern.

"It's okay, I've been swept over by the thief's flying sword, just skin trauma!"

"I'm so happy to kill, but I can't beat you yet!" Sun Fang said gaspingly. He killed two of them in this battle, but Zhou Gan was twice as good as him.
Chapter completed!