When Linghu Zhenzhen ran into the water pavilion with water dripping all over her body, Jiang Shu was grabbing Zhao Zhen's clothes and slapped him hard.

"Senior Brother Yu Fei! Wake up!" She was so anxious that she was sweating profusely. Poor Zhao Zhen's cheeks were flushed with slap, and she was still drunk and could only smile foolishly.

"Senior sister! I can't wake up! What should I do?!" She almost cried foolishly.

Linghu Zhenzhen picked up a handful of snow and stuffed it into Zhao Zhen's back collar. He immediately shivered from the cold, and his drunken eyes gradually returned to clearness.

"Scoop a basin of water to splash them." Linghu Zhenzhen wrung her hair, "You say the situation, tell them to keep up!"

She ran out of the palace, and it was windy and snowing on the mountain. After so much time, her clothes were frozen hard, which was so cold that it was so cold.

But she had to find two too many things. If she looked at them carefully, these troubles were all because of her, and they must not be in trouble.

The wind was strong and the snow was slippery. Linghu Zhenzhen stumbled and ran wildly in the forest. Suddenly, she saw a sea of ​​iron thorns suddenly growing in the forest. Qin Xi was surrounded by heavy iron thorns, standing in the center without moving.

Is it hurt? Is it trapped?

Linghu Zhenzhen pulled out her short knife and slashed on the extremely hard iron thorns. As soon as she slashed twice, the dark sea of ​​thorns hesitated and slowly reacted. The branches of the thorns curled and unfolded, rising and falling like waves, approaching her inch by inch.

"Qin Yuanxi!"

She called him loudly, picked up a stone and threw it out without hesitation, and hit him in the head with a "boom".

Qin Yuanxi didn't move, but the sea of ​​iron thorns suddenly rose like a threat, and rushed over like a tide.

Linghu Zhenzhen turned around and ran away in shock. Suddenly, a thorn grabbed her wrist. The cold and sharp thorns pierced into the flesh and blood. She immediately slashed her hard with her backhand.

However, the thorns turned into by this technique were harder than iron. She cut her fingers into pain and still couldn't break them. Soon, several thorny branches were wrapped around her limbs, causing cold sweat all over her body.

Suddenly there was a low and hoarse voice behind him and laughed wildly: "It's not worth it! This self-killing drama is interesting!"

Linghu Zhenzhen couldn't help but breathe heavily.

This was the only thing that really made me feel like I was raining all night. She turned her head quickly and saw the long-lost Monster of Rat hanging outside the sea of ​​thorns, looking like she wanted to eat people.

In the crisis, she suddenly felt a sudden force from where she had a sudden burst of energy. She swung her short knife and instantly cut off all branches. She turned her head and ran towards the palace with all her might, only to regret that she had no wings under her ribs.

The Ten Thousand Rats Demon Lord suddenly roared, and the demon cloud suddenly stretched out more than ten feet long, rolling towards her without any heads and no brains.

She was hiding in a mess on the slippery snow, and her hands and feet were not frozen. She staggered to avoid a wave of demon clouds, but she never escaped the second wave. The demon cloud wrapped around her legs and dragged her away for a long time. She felt that her skin was about to be dragged and said repeatedly: "Don't drag it! I'll go with you!"

After all, she is not a monk. She can only stare at the demon king. The difference between them is about as big as the rockery and the real mountain.

The Ten Thousand Rats Demon Lord laughed, quickly retracted the demon cloud, and pinched her into her sharp claws.

The two Taishang Cultivators had come out before, but the descendants of Linghu were not there for a long time. He thought something was wrong with Mo Lan, but he didn't expect that the descendants of Linghu would fall into the trap. It was really a surprise!

Finally, it was not in vain to visit Xizhihuang. Changyuan was indeed a good move. He finally understood what "the right time" and "the right means" mean.

The Feast of the Flame God, which is once every decade, begins. Under the miracle, the demonic energy is suppressed to almost nothing, which will not make the monks alert to the powerful demonic energy of the demon king. People often disappear after the Feast of the Flame God, and the disappearance of several monks will not cause suspicion. This is the right time.

The flower demon named Mo Lan actually has the extremely rare bloodline of the Mo Yu and Peony. The illusion fragrance soul-destroying array with all three methods is almost invincible, and it is hard to defend against it. This is a suitable method.

With the right time, place and people, the plan was finally half successful.

The Ten Thousand Rat Demon Lord looked at the young monk in the center of the Thorn Sea. Although he hated the little thief, he had to admit that he was really powerful. He was obviously caught in the Illusion Incense Soul-Destroying Array, but he thought he could be able to capture it. As a result, the Iron Thorn Technique was launched and killed more than a dozen demon soldiers. If he hadn't run fast, he would have been seriously injured.

Judging from this situation, he probably couldn't take the thief away.

Well, anyway, the most important descendant Linghu got the hands, and the third young master also successfully captured another Taishang Cultivator. The account was only to recover the title of the Demon King and then calculate it slowly.

He pulled Linghu Zhenzhen in front of him, comparing his sharp claws like a sharp blade, as if he was considering exposing where she would not die, and he could hang her securely in his hand.

She keenly noticed his intention and said anxiously: "Don't poke, you will die! If you die, you can't give it to the Southern Wilderness Emperor!"

The Ten Thousand Rat Demon Lord had a tragic green eyes that were big in the bronze bell and stared at her: "Oh? You know you want to be presented to the Emperor of Southern Wilderness, aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid."

But he felt that she was not afraid and had the intention to sing with him. His tone was quite calm. He wanted to break one of her legs first and kill her inexplicable calmness, which made him hate it when he looked at it.

Linghu Zhenzhen once again keenly noticed his intention and shook her hands repeatedly: "What do you want to hear? Don't pinch it! We can say it slowly!"

The Ten Thousand Rat Demon Lord suddenly realized something was wrong and looked at her: "Why are you not controlled by the Phantom Soul-Destroying Array?"

She thought carefully for a while: "Maybe because I am a descendant of Linghu?"

Linghu descendants have a bullshit relationship! Linghu Yu himself was hit by the Illusion and Incense Soul-Destroying Array!

The Ten Thousand Rat Demon King felt that she was playing tricks on her again, and immediately wanted to break her limbs. Suddenly, a lightning slashed over his head. He trembled all over and saw a sea of ​​dark and dull thorns coming over the sky, like a giant snake dancing, swallowing Linghu Zhenzhen in in an instant.

Done! She is going to be torn to pieces!

Linghu Zhenzhen tried her best to protect her eyes, but felt countless flexible but thornless branches tightly wrapped around her body. She suddenly pulled her back and stopped suddenly. Her long frozen hair was driven by this force and then hit her face hard, causing great pain.

The green wind and thunder technique spread like a tide. Before the thunder came, she had already loosened her body. She bumped into a man's arms and hugged her tightly with her arms.

The warm aroma of dried flowers and plants is overwhelming.

Qin Xi's voice sounded above his head, which was rare cold: "Cover your ears."

I was in a very bad mood, never so bad.

He stayed in that illusion for a long time, so long that he could not remember how many times the rotation of the Can Moon and the Flames had, but he could not see clearly the assassinator. Finally, he had to admit that it was impossible to find the starter from the memories. It was so simple and cruel from the beginning, and he didn't see clearly, he didn't see clearly.

Qin Xi escaped from the illusion with great disappointment and murderous intent. The first scene he saw was that the Ten Thousand Rats Demon King was holding Linghu Zhenzhen in his hand, with blood stains on her body.

For a moment, he seemed to see her lying in the Demon King's underground palace again.

Linghu has been seriously injured and dying once due to his negligence. The Ten Thousand Rat Demon Lord who was trying to die will come again, and in front of him.

The majestic murderous intent was like a fire that burned the heart. Qin Xi could not suppress it, nor did he want to suppress it. He could no longer tell whether it was for these wilderness monsters who were acting recklessly or for the assassination.

A low and terrifying thunder came, and the bright green wind and thunder magic was not much or less. It spread a hundred feet wide, no longer like a thunder-burning sound, but was extremely low, with a strange buzzing sound.

The Ten Thousand Rat Demon King was dragged into it like a weightless feather. The huge figure was reversed and the pitch-black demon blood sputtered out of his facial features. It was extremely painful, but it could not make any sound. Its tragic situation was creepy.

Qin Xi subconsciously pressed the person in her arms, but she shook violently. Even though she covered her ears tightly, she probably couldn't take the momentum of the wind and thunder technique.

The emerald green light wave was finally retracted, and the Ten Thousand Rat Demon King smashed on the ground like a wrung rag, looking like only one breath left.

The bad thing is that Linghu only seems to have breath left.

Qin Xi let go of his hand in regret, but felt that she was spinning down his body like a boneless person, and she fainted.

For some reason, she seemed to have fallen into the water, her clothes and hair were frozen, and she looked like she had been dragged on the ground for a while, her clothes were torn and spots of blood seeped out.

But her worst wound was her wrist, which was pierced by the Iron Thorn Technique and blood flowed continuously.

It’s really a man from the Great Wilderness who has no common sense. How can I touch the Iron Thorn Technique?

Wuming's anger began to jump, and no one could find to vent.

Qin Xi finished his wounds without saying a word, took off the frost-colored cloak on his body to cover her. At this moment, there was a movement in the palace, and the monks finally found it out loudly.

Most of them were awakened by Jiang Shu with ice water, and their heads were frozen. They didn't understand anything. They were told that there was a demon king outside to kill the Taishang meridian, so they had to hurried out to search. At this time, they suddenly saw that the demon king of Ten Thousand Rats was almost a rat, and they immediately exclaimed.

Zhao Zhen still had red marks on his cheeks, and he asked anxiously: "What's going on? Isn't this rat demon the one who has been deprived of his ban? Why..."

Qin Xi glanced around and didn't see Zhou Jing, and said, "Let's go find Cong Hua first."

Zhao Zhen finally got older and hurriedly stopped him: "The mountain is very vast, I'm afraid there are still some powerful monsters hidden. The Ten Thousand Rat Demon Lord and this junior sister asked my junior brothers and sisters to return to the water pavilion first. The rest of us will go to Brother Conghua. With the purple mirror here, we will never miss a trace."

Send her back? Let her leave her sight in this dangerous place? Impossible.

Qin Xi picked up Linghu Zhenzhen, who was unconscious, and said, "I'll take her with me."

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Unexpectedly, Zhou Jing disappeared, reasonably.

The monks almost turned the mountain upside down, but he was like a melted snowflake, without any trace.

Seeing Qin Xi frowned, Zhao Zhen comforted and said, "Brother Cong Hua has excellent cultivation and will not be harmed by the demons in the Great Wilderness. When the sky is dawn, we will go on the monster mount and search it carefully. I am afraid that the demon soldiers guards in the palace will also wake up, so they must not be able to notice this. Let's go back first."

Qin Xi whispered: "...He was robbed."

Zhou Jing was very sharp in swordsmanship, but his magic was not excellent, so it was naturally even more difficult to escape when encountering the Soul Destruction Array. He was not worried that Zhou Jing would lose his life easily. As a cultivator of the Supreme Lineage, he had encountered even more terrifying crises than he is now. The only uncertain thing is what the Changyuan Demon Lord planned to do.

Now that I think about it, at the banquet of the Flame God, the demonic energy was suppressed to nothingness, which the monks could not detect, and there were rumors that miracles were missing, which was indeed the best time to take action. It can be seen that this was a well-arranged plan and was by no means impulse to act.

However, why?

Although the demon kings in the Great Wilderness are all arrogant and domineering, they must have some insights to become demon kings. In a battle a hundred years ago, the Taishang Vein suffered a lot, and even the Emperor of the Desolation wanted to give up three points. The two demon kings remained in dispersed and chased from the Southern Wilderness to the Western Wilderness. It is hard to believe that it was because of Luanmu and Liminzhuang that they were so angry.

"Go back to the water pavilion."

He had a lot to ask the Ten Thousand Rat Demon Lord and the Peony Flower Demon.

Who would have thought that there was an uninvited guest in Shuixili.

As soon as the monks stepped onto the Nine Curved Bridge, they saw a huge silver monster-catching bell standing on the white jade platform. Mo Lan Lingren, who should have been trapped in it, was being held in the hand by a stunning banshee.
Chapter completed!