Yan Chixia is dead, her face is as peaceful as a sleeping place, and her vitality is completely cut off.

Fang Zhou looked at her silently and finally bowed deeply: "Master Yan, if you don't succeed in this journey, you will become benevolence. If you fail, I will die here. Your inheritance can only be passed on by others. If you succeed by chance, I will bury you again."

He straightened up, tore the hem of his clothes into strips, and carried the sword box on his back. Finally, he looked at Yan Chixia and turned around and left.

Walking out of the dungeon and coming to the bottom of the dry well, the ark climbed to the ground through the well walls on both sides.

As soon as he arrived at the ground, Nie Xiaoqian showed his body beside him.

Seeing the sword box on Fang Fang's back, Nie Xiaoqian immediately recognized that it was Yan Chixia's thing. He took a step back in fear. The sword box gave him a very dangerous feeling, as if a sword would pop out at any time and split him in half.

"Chang Fang Xian, where is Hero Yan?"

Nie Xiaoqian asked curiously, why are there only things coming out and people?

Fang Ark said in a deep voice: "She is dead."

Nie Xiaoqian covered her mouth lightly, her face full of surprise: "Diet?"

Then he said sadly: "If Caichen knew about this, he would definitely be very sad. She has always regarded Hero Yan as her benefactor and sister."

Fang Ark was also a little sad, but soon calmed down his emotions and said to Nie Xiaoqian: "I will avenge Yan Chixia. She told me that when I was fighting with the tree demon a year ago, I left a sword mark at the root of the tree demon. Do you know where it is?"

Nie Xiaoqian shook her head first, frowned and thought for a while, then her eyes lit up: "The root of the tree demon was originally unguarded, but a gap appeared a year ago. Then, Qianliyan Shunfeng Ear, the second-ranked seven-profound Yin God, was guarding it. The sword marks mentioned by the hero Yan must be there."

Fang Ark excitedly said, "Okay, take me over quickly."

Nie Xiaoqian hesitated and said, "There is a very poisonous miasma in that place, and I can't get close to it."

Fang Ark touched the three bottles of potions on his body and said, "It's okay, just take me over, I will go in by myself."

Nie Xiaoqian nodded and took the ark to the root of the tree demon.

...

Time goes back half an hour ago.

In the open space in front of the pavilion, more than a dozen casual cultivators had turned into broken limbs all over the ground. The blood flowing out dyed the ground red, turning into a shallow pool of blood.

The third sister stood among the broken limbs, and her yellow clothes were almost stained with blood.

In front of her, there was the last living wandering cultivator standing.

The casual cultivator trembled all over, his face full of horror, and he almost collapsed on the ground. In fact, her knees were also bent down little by little, as if she had lost her fighting spirit and wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy.

The third sister looked at her and suddenly said, "I will stand still. If you can hurt me, I will spare you. If you dare to kneel down and beg for mercy, I will kill you."

The casual cultivator suddenly stopped his bent legs, his face kept changing, as if he was in a fierce ideological struggle. Finally, he roared with a distorted expression and rushed towards his third sister, slashing at her head with a sword.

The third sister was indeed standing still, and the steel sword slashed on her forehead, and it broke with a clang, not even her hair was broken.

The casual cultivator looked at the broken sword in his hand and showed a look of despair.

"You lost!"

The third sister smiled slightly, raised her hand and inserted it into the chest of the wandering cultivator, and dug out her whole heart neatly.

She put her beating heart on her lips, stuck out her tongue and licked it, then showed a look of disgust.

"Bah, it's fishy and smelly, only grandpa likes to eat it."

She threw her heart casually and walked towards the pavilion.

The four sisters in the pavilion have already started a new game of chess. This time the fourth brother challenged the eldest sister. Among the seven sisters, the eldest sister has the highest chess skills, and no one can beat her.

Lao Wu and Xiao Qi gave tricks to Lao Si on the side, which made her scream in anger. The sisters were all on the chessboard and were indifferent to the third sister's massacre of the random cultivators.

They have done this kind of thing many times, and only Lao Si and Xiao Qi are interested.

Although murder is boring, humans themselves are also an interesting thing, and they can also invent many interesting things, such as chess pieces that make the sisters addicted to it.

While the third sister was sighing, a strong vibration suddenly came, like a ground dragon turning over, causing the entire Lanruo Temple to shake.

She hurriedly looked up and saw that the white mist in the sky was almost dispersed, revealing the huge crown of the tree demon and the night sky reflected by the colorful glow.

A large number of huge tree roots stretched from the ground to the sky, like waving tentacles.

A giant gourd was flying flexibly in the air, avoiding the waving tree roots. Did the mouth of the gourd spew a white light to cut off the tree roots?

The third sister showed a look of shock and anger. Someone was disturbing grandpa's cultivation.

With a few swishing sounds, the four sisters in the pavilion jumped out and landed beside the third sister, looking up at the sky.

The eldest sister looked solemn, the fourth and fifth brothers were as angry as the third sister. Only Xiaoqi showed a confused look, and she didn't know what had happened.

"Stupid girl, don't run around if you have the ability!!

Grandpa's angry voice sounded, and the sound rolled, and rippled in the air, making the demons in Lanruo Temple tremble.

The giant gourd flexibly avoids the attack of tree roots, and a crisp sound came from the gourd.

"Hahaha, if you have the guts, just catch me."

The tree demon became even more angry and drove the tree roots to chase the gourd, but the gourd was too flexible and could spit out sword energy to cut off the tree roots and could not be grasped at all.

In front of the pavilion, the third sister had just taken a step forward, and the eldest sister immediately reached out and grabbed her shoulder: "What are you going to do?"

The third sister turned around and said, "Of course we are going to help grandpa."

The eldest sister stared at her: "Have you forgotten Yan Chixia?"

The third sister's expression changed and she fell silent, her face looking ugly.

Of course she did not forget that Yan Chixia came to Lanruo Temple a year ago. None of the big and small demons in the temple were her enemies. The Qixuan Yin God joined forces and was defeated by her. The steel and iron bones that the third sister was proud of were cut by Yan Chixia with a sword and almost died.

In the end, it was only with my grandfather's actions that he suppressed Yan Chixia.

The eldest sister said softly: "You can be your opponent to your grandfather, and your level is much higher than ours. If you intervene rashly, you will only harm yourself. You must trust your grandfather."

The third sister nodded unwillingly, looked at the gourd flying around in the sky, and secretly made up her mind that she must become stronger in order to better protect her grandfather and not let her take action every time she encounters a strong enemy.

...

Ling Xiaoyue sat upright on the giant gourd with a rare serious expression on her face.

This giant gourd is the wine pot she has always held in her hand, but it has only been magnified many times.

The surrounding trees that were waving wildly could not touch Ling Xiaoyue, but Ling Xiaoyue could not do anything to this tree demon now. The two sides were in a stalemate, it depends on who has better endurance.

This tree demon had actually produced a golden elixir, which Ling Xiaoyue never expected. He thought that at most, the Lanruo Temple was a monster of the innate realm.

Which of the great golden elixir monsters in this world is not a demon world, and is famous all over the world. It is unheard of forbidden to steal people by small places like the tree demon who has achieved the golden elixir but still stays in a small place like Yefountain Ridge.

But after the fight, Ling Xiaoyue realized that the tree demon's golden elixir should have been formed by tricks, with a very poor foundation, and its magic power is a world of difference from the real golden elixir monster.

But even so, the tree demon's golden elixir is real and difficult to deal with.

Ling Xiaoyue was very glad that she did not act rashly after coming in, but secretly set up a magic-sealing sword formation while the tree demon was sleeping to suppress the power of the tree demon, otherwise she would have run away now.

But it seems unrealistic to kill Him, why not forget it?

Ling Xiaoyue looked at the flying tree roots around her and couldn't help but sigh: "I hate tentacle monsters the most."

At this moment, her ears suddenly moved slightly and turned her head to look at the white mist that had not yet dissipated below.

"Hey, why are you doing so close to me? Are you looking for death?"

It turned out that while she was fighting, she was peeking at the whereabouts of the ark.
Chapter completed!