Long Aotian's apprentice always pretends to be weak

On the other side, Wang Shao left the inn immediately after hearing the news, and turned into the forest following the scent left by the servant.

"Are you sure you saw them?" Wang Shao asked looking at the exceptionally quiet forest all around.

The one who followed him was Wang Liu who had just taken some snacks and went back to report the news.

"Master, it's them!" Wang Liudao: "Even if the boy Chang Zhuo's face has turned to ashes, I can still recognize him!"

Wang Shao laughed when he heard his tone.

"Keep following."

Then he pointed out a few people with higher cultivation bases and asked them to go ahead. This time he came to Hokuriku,? He deliberately brought all the strongest servants around him.

Now it's just in time.

From his point of view, Chang Zhuo and his wife walked such a deep forest without using their swords. There must be some treasures in the distance, otherwise there is no other explanation.

A treasure that can tempt even Elder Xiuchen? The place may be dangerous.

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Outside the trap, it still looks the same, no different from the surroundings, not even a trace of strangeness can be seen.

But then, a towering ancient tree in the middle suddenly snapped off in the middle, fell to the ground, and stirred up a layer of dust.

In the trapped formation, Xiao Zhuo barely stood up from the broken tree, holding a sword in his hand and panting heavily, his mouth was bloody and quite embarrassed.He could barely dodge one blow against the Ghost-faced Demon Lord. There is a world of difference between the stage of transformation and the stage of golden core, not to mention that this predicament is suppressing the cultivation of Chu Huan and the two of them all the time.

Seeing him getting up, the ghost-faced devil king on the side had a smirk on his face, "I didn't expect you to get up."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards Xiao Zhuo's direction.

Chu Huan, who was trapped by the vines, heard the sound in the distance, and frowned with a cold face, feeling a little anxious in his heart.

Because of this emotion, a few magic lines crept out on his neck, not obvious enough,? But the magic energy on his body suddenly increased, and at the same time, the spiritual energy condensed on Fen Yuanjian also became a little muddy. It is not pure, but it is much stronger.

"—stab—stab—"

With the sound of vines splitting, Chu Huan had already blocked the attack of the ghost-faced devil with a sword, and repelled him when the sword blew.

"As expected of Lord Nightmare Chen..." Demon Lord Ghost Face staggered to his feet while supporting the blood vine beside him.

After the words fell, the puppets that had been hanging in the air suddenly moved, and with a "crack", the surrounding vines attacked Chu Huan.

At the same time, the Ghost-faced Demon Lord also approached him.

The moment the vines approached Chu Huan, they turned into ashes, but the vines that disappeared immediately recovered as before. After more and more blood vines gathered, they gradually began to hinder Chu Huan's consciousness.

I didn't find out for a while that the ghost-faced devil took advantage of the loophole and received a slap.

Chu Huan felt a sweetness in his throat, and his already pale face became a little paler.

The lingering prestige released from the magic circle on the clothes around him turned the vines around him into ashes, and then the lines of the magic circle dimmed a little.

The Ghost-faced Demon Lord did not give Chu Huan a chance to breathe.

Almost instantly, the new thick blood vines around him turned into sharp blades and surged up, but at this moment, there were some faint voices of conversation outside.

"...Master, there's something strange ahead..." The voice of the conversation is faint, and the direction is walking towards this side.

The ghost-faced devil's thoughts deviated for a moment, and he lost his mind for a moment, and then he was blown away by Fen Yuan's sword energy, and all the blood vines were broken.

He propped himself up on the ground, coughed up a mouthful of black blood, looked into the distance with unfriendly eyes, and moved his mind.

The blood vine immediately rushed out of the trapped formation with the momentum of breaking through the air, and the few people outside were immediately involved in the trapped formation. The trapped formation was set up by him, so naturally he can see through the scene outside.

Looking closely, it was Wang Shao and his party who followed the traces.

"Bold...!"

Wang Liu, who was standing beside Wang Shao, saw someone inside, and when he wanted to reprimand him, he suddenly stopped, and took a step back with fear in his eyes.

"Look, there are still people sending them up to make fertilizer at this time." Ghost-faced Mojun Yundan said, glancing at them and looking at Chu Huan.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, the news that Yan Chen Mojun was seriously injured must have attracted quite a few people, but he was the one who took the first step.

Chu Huan didn't care about the few people who broke in suddenly, because the aura was mixed, and the labor pain in the sea of ​​consciousness had made it difficult for him to concentrate.

"Devil Lord, this junior is the Young Patriarch of the Wang Clan. He definitely didn't intend to disturb the Demon Lord. He came here this time only because he heard some news and came to find out if it is true or not." Wang Shao recognized this person and hurriedly saluted and reported his family name road.

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Chu Huan and the two in the distance, "Although this junior has a low level of cultivation, if there is any use for this junior, I will definitely do my best."

"Wang?" Ghost-faced Demon Lord withdrew his hand after hearing this, looked at him carefully and said: "I have a vague impression, then I will spare your life."

Although the Wang family belongs to the Cultivation Clan, the head of the Wang family has long since secretly defected to the Ghost-faced Demon Lord. If not for this, the Wang family would not be able to gain a foothold in Beilu.

This person is quite useful, the ghost-faced devil thought about it here.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and said, "However, they forget it."

Speaking of which, all the people beside Wang Shao were suddenly engulfed by the blood vines behind them, and this time, not even the bones were left, only a layer of ashes remained.

Wang Shao froze on the spot and took a step back unconsciously.

The moment the ghost-faced devil stopped, the blood vines entangled around Chu Huan again had been burnt by Xiao Zhuo and turned into withered and stiff wooden vines, without the flexibility before, they easily turned into ashes.

Xiao Zhuo stood beside Chu Huan, his entire arm was trembling slightly due to excessive use of the soul fire.

Compared with Chu Huan, he suffered only a lot more injuries.

"Master, is your headache serious?" Xiao Zhuo asked in a low voice.

"Nothing." Chu Huan shook his head.

But apparently that is not the case.

Xiao Zhuo's hanging hand clenched into a fist, and some complicated emotions flashed in his eyes.

Now it is obvious in this scene that the person who came to look for the master was not from the Tianyan Sect. Looking at Wang Shao's unsurprised appearance, it seems more like the news about the master's cultivation of demons was spread, and even the injury. Also made it clear.

He is too weak now, there is no way to protect the master.

Before the two of them could say anything more, a burst of overwhelmed crackling sounded suddenly!

Looking up, you can see that except for the demon cultivator in the center, the bodies of the other five out-of-body monks are swollen visible to the naked eye, and fine blood vines can be faintly seen waving in the cracks, and it seems that only the shell is left. Blood vine, nothing else.

At the same time, the ghost-faced devil's laughter rang in his ears.

"Finally mature."

After hearing this, Chu Huan's pupils constricted, and he protected Xiao Zhuo behind him almost instantly.

With an ear-piercing cracking sound, Wang Shao on the side widened his eyes, and his feet softened and he leaned back.

I saw that the out-of-body monk who was still hanging in the air just now had been completely torn apart, replaced by layers of thick blood vines, and the blood-colored juice dripping from it was mixed with a little fleshy foam.

Although it is a blood vine, it does not have a disgusting smell of blood, and even exudes a strange fragrance.

The source of the aroma is the most complete eye in the center!

"If you don't want to be my pet, then this life is up to you."

The ghost-faced demon sneered, and the giant vine followed his consciousness to attack Chu Huan. After that, he held a long knife in his hand, and in the next second he was behind Chu Huan, raising his hand with a few illusory sword auras. It fell down from the top of Chu Huan's head!

"boom--"

Then a long hole was cracked in the ground, and the soil clod rolled down on the ground and stopped next to the root of the blood vine.

Chu Huan turned around and fell down, his clothes flying around without any injury, and Fen Yuan in his hand immediately attacked the ghost-faced Demon Lord.

The two got into a fight.

However, the more he went to the back, the more cold sweat broke out on Chu Huan's forehead, disturbed by the blood vines, coupled with the pain like a needle prick in the sea of ​​consciousness, the blood surged up, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Master!" Hearing Chu Huan's muffled snort, Xiao Zhuo became more anxious.

But now that his spiritual energy is exhausted and he is suppressed by the trap, he can't get rid of Wang Shao's restraint at all.

"Is there still time to care about your master?" Wang Shao sneered, "It's really worthy of being a master and a student. The master is bewitched, but the apprentice knows about it but doesn't report it."

He was here to see Chang Zhuo's jokes, so it is naturally more comfortable to be able to participate in it now.

Xiao Zhuo didn't continue to answer, he was thinking about what to do next.

This trapped formation is a powerful weapon for the Ghost-faced Demon Lord, if it can break him...

break him.

Xiao Zhuo suddenly paused, and there was light in his eyes.

For a moment, only the word "Thunder Tribulation" remained in his mind.

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