Hulala...

The wind roars, the forest sways wildly, and the leaves are flying around.

"It's true!"

Zuo Zhengyang waved his long knife and took steps, and his toes were slightly leaving. In front of his sight, the sound of blisters rumbling in the courtyard walls around Lanruo Temple was undulating, and the mist spread across the ground.

The ground suddenly loosened, bringing out a series of "swallows" sounds. The mud and stones quickly turned open, and black shadows broke out from the ground. The surging white air gathered, showing a figure holding a golden fingertip and walking lightly.

On this side, Zuo Zhengyang tightly grasped the hilt of the knife and was about to turn around when he heard the sound of the male and female voices.

"Black Mountain Old Demon, you are finally here."

The old demon of the Black Mountain?

Zuo Zhengyang, who wanted to escape from delaying time, stopped his feet, his face was stunned, and he immediately realized that the monster had even invited a helper.

‘Wait, why should a thousand-year-old tree monster ask other monsters to help? Could it be...’

The straw raincoat sounded softly, Zuo Zhengyang's face changed. Under the hat, he looked slightly at the tree demon in front of the square temple.

‘Is it because I invited the old demon of Black Mountain to enjoy human flesh and blood?’

As he thought, he heard all the sound of his wings... The sound of his wings flapping, and in an instant, the bird flew around with its wings. Zuo Zhengyang pinched the hilt of the knife and narrowed his eyes.

In the distance, there were vague jingling sounds coming from the gaps in the forest.

A pair of shaking bells hang on the donkey's neck, and a layer of leaves on the ground printed hoof prints. The mushrooms under the roots were rolled into the donkey's mouth by the long tongue of a gorge. It seemed as if a sound came from afar. They shook their ears and raised their heads to look back at the owner behind, turned up their thick lips, and made a reminder scream.

Lu Liangsheng reached out and tapped his head.

"knew."

The big man with a bearded beard, who was a little behind, was still a little uneasy and walked to the scholar's side: "Fellow Daoist Lu, do you really know that monster?"

"Recognize it, don't you hear she is calling me?"

At this time, there were still several miles away from Lanruo Temple. In order to reassure the man, Lu Liangsheng spread his hands and called a long sword inserted in the bookshelf in his palm.

The sword hilt melted into pieces with a clang.

"Wow, master, this method..."

"Shut up." Lu Liangsheng didn't let it speak, and his fingertips lit up at the sword's head: "Look for the demonic energy to pass by, and if there is any struggle, they will be separated."

The Yuelong sword dragged out a light chant and flew straight into the air. In the blink of an eye, Yan Chixia calmed down and looked at the direction where the sword left.

"Fellow Taoist, is this the immortal sword refining?"

"Just by chance." Lu Liangsheng invited him to continue moving forward, looked back at the three disciples following behind, and smiled: "The spiritual consciousness in Yuelong's sword was the soul of a big demon who caused chaos in Tianzhi City last time. He drilled into the sword and was conceived as a sword spirit."

The voice paused and added another sentence.

"It's just a little...sloppy, savage."

Well......

Yan Chixia looked at the helpless expression on the scholar's face and shook her head with her hands in her arms.

Even if it is a coincidence, it is a great opportunity. It is not like this expression. I really don’t know the blessings. After that, I would like to remind him to treat the sword spirit kindly.

When the group of five people walked to Lanruo Temple, Zuo Zhengyang gritted his teeth and lifted his sword to look at the tree demon opposite him.

‘If I leave again, those five scholars will definitely die. I have never left before facing Pudu Cihang. How could I leave at this moment?’

The teeth were clenched, and the harsh sound of gripping sound was made. The one arm holding the knife suddenly stretched out and the straw raincoat was shaken open.

‘The worst thing is to defeat the death-'

The moment the thought passed through his mind, Zuo Zhengyang roared with his feet, and his footsteps ran wildly, climbing the mossy floor tiles spread with his footsteps, shattering inch by inch by inch.

"evildoer--"

With his arms twisted, the blade whistled and swung away. While he was running, the wooden pieces of the straw raincoat were raised and opened, and the sound was roaring: "——Take your life..."

Finally, the word "come" had not yet fallen, and the air suddenly solidified. Behind the figure of wielding a knife in the air, the branches and leaves in the forest were rumbling, and the sword light rushed out of the woods, bringing countless branches and leaves to fly.

The figure in the air felt a chill on his back, and cut off the blade opposite from his hand, touched the hard object, his eyes blurred, and sparks splashed.

With a sound, the long knife in his hand broke.

The one-arm was terrified and the leaves of the straw raincoat were raised one by one. Zuo Zhengyang was shocked and left to the ground. His feet remained motionless. He was pushed two or three feet away before he stopped. His hair was messy and he didn't know where the straw hat had been bounced. Half of the blade body flew down and inserted it not far away.

As he shook his hair, his eyes lifted in the air. The tree demon opposite him gently hooked his golden fingertips and held them between his red lips. In his eyes, an ancient long sword stood in the air, and the sword energy overflowed, making the air around him seem to be split and twisted and deformed.

The tree demon was fine. A group of grass essence wood monsters around her faced the Yuelong sword with a sharp sword in the air, curled up into a ball, gathered at the edge of the tree demon's skirt, dared not move, and made a terrifying scream.

The sword face Yun was moving with a crackling pattern, and Yuelong turned around as if he was looking at Zuo Zhengyang who was alert there.

"Ahhh... I'm pretty strong, and others' arms are not as good as you."

Zuo Zhengyang subconsciously looked at his empty arms, tightened his broken knife, and did not dare to act rashly.

No, his thick eyebrows frowned. He looked at the sword a little familiar, as if it was Lu Liangsheng's magic sword. When he thought of that person, the monster opposite suddenly moved, and left the little monster beside him, and showed joy in his veil. He dragged his skirt and walked quickly forward.

"Tree Demon, why are you walking upside down..."

In the air, the moon fell and hung on the ground, floating around, and a hoarse voice floated out of the sword.

"Isn't the root below?"

"You should raise your legs to your head..."

In the chattering words, Zuo Zhengyang came, and the tree demon roared angrily, "Enough!"

The former glanced at the tree demon coming, and his body was arched. Regardless of whether the sword was Lu Liangsheng or not, the big demon was right in front of him, not to mention that there was an old Black Mountain demon that had not yet appeared. If he could kill one first, it would be easier to deal with it later.

A layer of mud was pressed out of his toes, and the moment the broken knife slammed out, the black-skirt tree demon walking suddenly stopped, and the overlapping strange voices of men and women suddenly turned into a beautiful female voice.

"The Black Mountain Old Demon!!"

The bushes were rustling and the sound of jingling bells came. Zuo Zhengyang looked back and saw the figure on all fours gradually showing his outline. A breath that he had never felt before made him feel uncomfortable.

The aura that is neither human nor demon...

The words he could only hear were whispered in his throat. As the ringtones, the footsteps approached, and the moment his eyes gathered—

Wow!

The drooping branches and leaves, the shrubs on the ground broke, and what reflected in his eyes was an old donkey chewing on the grass.

Humph ~~

The old donkey shook his tail and raised his head to his nose, spitting out a heavy breath, swaying the bookshelf on his buttocks, turning leisurely to the side, and continuing to lower his head to gnaw on the grass.

"This..." Zuo Zhengyang twitched the corner of his mouth, and his hand holding the hilt tightly could not help but let go of it a little.

At this time, in his afterglow, the tree demon coming suddenly pulled out a afterimage, flashed past his side, and rushed behind the old donkey and slowly walked out of the familiar outline.

"Lu Liangsheng, be careful!" Zuo Zhengyang shouted instinctively.

He was about to rush forward with his sword. The next second, the black veil tree demon who was rushing towards the scholar was in sight, rushing towards the scholar, and rubbing around with a smile.

Bang.

Half a long sword fell from Zuo Zhengyang's hand to the ground.

"Isn't it...the one who killed demons and eliminated demons? What does this mean?"
Chapter completed!