It was as if something had awakened from a deep sleep.
With the broken crown of the trees blocking the sky and the sun, a kind of glittering and translucent dark sky was revealed.
At the same time, there were bursts of whimpers like horns ringing through the fields.
"My Lord, hurry up. The devil erodes the monk's mind. His intelligence is the most powerful. If he is careless, he will become his slave."
In the hazy gray, the girl in red Xiuhe hurried, "I know where the road is. Please leave with me."
Jian Wushuang stood still and looked at the sky.
The special and thick breath, like a big man, surrounded the three of them and blocked all their ways.
Then, two huge eyes like a bright moon appeared, clean and clear enough to reflect the trace of all things.
A moment later, hundreds of millions of strands of muddy black silk thread suddenly appeared in those two huge eyes, and finally condensed into an extremely strange virtual shadow at the end of the silk thread.
The virtual shadow is very hazy, as if it is made of all kinds of unknown materials. It looks very strange.
Its back rests on the two huge and clear eye wheels, like two round wings.
Such a so-called devil, the realm strength is actually just the realm of Yan Xian. The sword is unparalleled and naturally not afraid.
"Things that play tricks can't be on the table." The sword was in a bad mood. Now it directly released its derivative force and hit it with one palm.
The all-out strike belonging to the peak of Yanxian was unreserved, and the strange virtual shadow smashed into the air.
"Humble slave, you will all submit to me!" Xu Ying confided his truth and obviously disdained to dodge in the face of the attack of Diqing.
At the next moment, a shocking scene appeared. The Qi field bully felt the virtual shadow shaking the sky. Unexpectedly, he was directly pulled down from the sky by the unparalleled slap of the sword and smashed into the ground, arousing thousands of smoke and dust.
The girl was stunned, covered her mouth with one hand and looked at the scene in disbelief.
That almost made more than half of Qingzhou's heaven succumb. The trembling nightmare demon was slapped into the ground by this invisible young man, except for his beautiful face?
That's the devil in the realm of Yanxian!
Then jianwushuang doesn't think so. The so-called nightmare devil, in addition to eroding the general top cultivation state of mind through some kind of bewitching means, his real body is not even as good as the general fairy.
What's more, the unparalleled divine consciousness of the sword has already reached great perfection when the divine power universe reaches the ancestral level, which is far from being comparable to the nightmare demon.
Even if he stood still and let the devil erode his state of mind, he could only return in vain.
Naturally, the sword is unparalleled, and it is too lazy to use more means to directly cover it with one palm.
The extremely strong black air on the sky dissipated in an instant, and two giant eye wheels like the bright moon were blinded by Diqing.
"Humble slave, how dare you, how dare you..."
Before saying a word, jianwushuang slapped the nightmare demon into the ground again.
"Noisy." The sword frowns. It's just a nightmare. It's born of greed. It's not worthy for him to do it.
Since he knew that this place was not a wasteland, he and Diqing obviously didn't intend to stay here, so they turned around and prepared to leave.
"Sir, please stay!" A cry sounded, which was the retention of the girl in Xiuhe clothes.
Seeing him turn around, her cheeks were ruddy and ruddy. He stretched out his hand to pull up the hair of the temples, and looked very rigid.
Jian Wushuang didn't intend to wait for her to finish. He waved his hand directly and planned to leave.
"Hey, can you listen to my aunt... Little girl, finish talking." The girl named xiqingchi has a gentle voice.
"I know the wasteland you said."
The sword matchless smelled the speech and paused. He looked at her again. He was not sure, "do you really know?"
"Of course, my father was the first patriarch of Qingzhou, and the resources in his hands were countless. I traveled to all regions with my father in those years!"
He pondered for a moment, and then said, "in that case, could you tell me the general location of Shanghuang?"
"It's important for you to go to the wilderness?"
"Sort of."
"Well, for the sake of saving my aunt's life, I decided to take you there myself."
"... I don't need it. It's a dangerous journey."
"No, I have to take you there. It's very desolate and secret. Even if I tell you the approximate location, you can't find it."
“……”
Jianwushuang and Diqing looked at each other, and some couldn't make up their minds.
Just then, the nightmare devil, whose virtual shadow was almost scattered by two slaps, crept out of the ground and was ready to escape.
Xiqing looked at the pool really and hurriedly said, "adults must not let him escape. He is a great harm!"
Jian Wushuang nodded and moved away with his hand. At that time, he took the demon statue and squeezed it into the size of a bullet with his derivative force.
Xiqingchi was shocked by this means again. The devil who could resist her father's chamber was actually kneaded by others at the moment.
"Let go of yourself, humble slave, you will regret it!" The devil, who was squeezed into the size of a bullet, was furious. He seemed to have no fear and kept shouting.
When jianwushuang was about to twist it out, xiqingchi suddenly stretched out two palms and caught his palms. His eyebrows and eyes bent into crescent moons, "Sir, can you give this to me? I'm going to give it to my dream tapir to swallow it."
Sword matchless quietly took back his palm and threw the demon statue to her.
"Thank you, my Lord." Wash Chi Xi's way, then directly take off the red band of hair and tie up the demon statue the size of a bullet.
"Are you going to take us to Shanghuang?" Diqing interrupted to ask.
Xiqingchi nodded again and again, "of course, you can't go to the wasteland without my leadership."
"Shall we start now?" The sword is unparalleled.
"Don't worry, don't worry. Come back to the door with me first. I'm going to take some things and let's start again." Wash the pool way, and then, contrary to the previous little daughter's posture, he strode in the mountain forest, "keep up."
"It's really troublesome. I'll catch those damn things sooner or later and scratch the skin and bones." The way of clear resentment.
Jian matchless shook his head helplessly, and then he followed the washing pool wearing a red Xiuhe suit with Diqing.
Thousands of miles of Xuanqi mountains and rivers were left behind, and there began to be more monks gathered around the continent.