"You're quite capable, but it's a pity that you met us."
Wang Jian was no longer too lazy to complain about this extreme demonic world that should have appeared in a hundred years later, where the tree demons could only perform it, although there was a big difference between them.
However, the hostility is already destined, and the tree demon being pinned by the Xuanyuan Sword and unable to leave is the best opportunity.
Therefore, it doesn't matter how powerful the opponent is or whether she is too ferocious to resist, she must be killed.
He remembered, however, that the tree demon never died and was still very happy a hundred years later. He eventually died in the hands of the monk and the inheritor who was found after Yan Chixia's death.
When he thought of the successor a hundred years later, Wang Jian felt that Yan Chixia's luck was really strong.
Nowadays, he only has a Xuanyuan sword, but in the second part, he had the method of returning ten thousand swords to the clan. In the third part, although he died long ago, he compiled a Taoist method and a magic weapon that allows him to run very fast.
But these were no longer important. Wang Jian summoned all his energy and poured it into the barrel of the gun.
The two points of gun intent and the extremely fierce fighting spirit are boiling, erupting in a surging force, and the entire gun barrel seems to be enveloped in a layer of glow, which is so dazzling that people cannot look directly at it.
Yan Chixia did not hesitate to give in, and her whole body was full of energy. He didn't even look at Wang Jian, but at this moment, the two of them seemed to have cooperated countless times, and they had a perfect tacit understanding.
The thunder in the palm of the hand beat wildly, and the magic power pulled the aura of heaven and earth to instantly undergo some kind of energy transformation, and the power of thunder attacked crazily.
Boom boom boom!
The power of the thunder in the palm was far beyond what it had been before, bombarding the surrounding tree roots.
Along with the bombardment, streaks of lightning spread in all directions, crazily destroying the demonic energy and mana above.
"Heaven and earth are infinite, and the universe is borrowed from the law!"
Seeing Wang Jian's rapid attack, Yan Chixia shouted angrily and smacked her palms out.
There was a deafening roar, and a huge hole suddenly opened in the tree roots surrounding Wang Jian.
At the same time, Wang Jian rushed out, and the sharp edge on the spear tip broke through the dark tree roots that were blocking the tree demon and trying to push Xuanyuan Sword away. Those tree roots exploded one after another, and then the spear tip blasted into the tree demon's element.
god.
At this moment, time seemed to have stopped there.
The tree demon was stunned, looking at Wang Jian and Yan Chixia in disbelief.
"How, how is it possible!"
"Why is it impossible? Evil prevails over good. This is not normal."
Wang Jian chuckled, and the violent gun intent and gun energy exploded instantly. The tree demon's soul suddenly felt like it was struck by lightning, and there was a continuous roar from it.
"You will not die well, Master Heishan will avenge me!"
The tree demon roared miserably, and the entire soul was blasted to pieces by the extremely sharp spear intent, turning into streaks of black energy and shooting in all directions.
The soul exploded, and the body also exploded. Xuanyuan Sword fell to the ground with a clang, but instantly turned into a stream of light and returned to Yan Chixia's hand.
Wang Jian was a little jealous of these methods, but considering that he didn't use a sword, he didn't feel jealous.
"Brother Wang, thanks to you, otherwise even if I could barely defeat this old witch, I would definitely be run away by him."
Yan Chixia stepped forward, patted his shoulder and said happily.
He was in a really good mood. This thousand-year-old monster was finally killed. And it wasn't his body that was injured, but his spirit that was destroyed.
The destruction of the soul means the complete destruction of the tree demon.
This will also implicate the tree demon itself and enter decline. Even if luck goes against the will of the gods and it can be resurrected from the dead, it is just like a dead tree that springs back to life. It will take time for the intelligence to appear again and become a monster.
Yan Chixia is naturally excited to be able to destroy such a great monster in the human world.
Wang Jian rolled his eyes when he heard this, but he knew that in the original plot, Yan Chixia had to fight for her life to be able to hold off the tree demon, and finally ran away with Nie Xiaoqian's ashes when the tree demon's spirit could not appear during the day.
Of course, he couldn't show what he was thinking. Instead, he laughed loudly: "Master Yan, kill the old demon today as a celebration."
So, this guy is really insidious, and he is thinking about how to get more benefits from Yan Chixia.
As the saying goes, if there is one, there are two.
Now that I have obtained the palm thunder, I can't make other plans.
"Yes, yes, it's time to celebrate."
Wang Jian nodded in agreement, this was his suggestion. But soon, he hesitated and said: "But Master Yan, who is the Black Mountain Master in the Dryad's mouth?"
This cliff was intentional, just to rely on Yan Chixia.
He knew very well that the tree demon had betrothed Nie Xiaoqian to the old Black Mountain demon as his concubine. Now Nie Xiaoqian was not only taken over by him, but also prepared to dominate her for a long time. This would inevitably lead to a confrontation with the old Black Mountain demon, so it would be safer to have an expert by his side.
Although he was confident, he didn't think he could withstand the old demon from Montenegro.
When there is a cultivator doing output beside him, his self-confidence comes up. Especially the scripture in his hand is so awesome that even the old demon of Montenegro has to kneel down, which shows how precious it is.
Yan Chixia doesn't seem to know much about anything, but she has an incredible amount of treasures in her hands. If it weren't a clear love story between a human and a ghost, he would be the protagonist.
After listening to Wang Jian's words, the smile on Yan Chixia's face faded, and she was obviously very afraid: "He is also a thousand-year-old demon. It is said that he has taken over a place in the underworld and become a demon king-like existence."
"Will that get us into trouble?"
"Humph, when the soldiers come, they will stop them, and when the water comes, the soil will cover them up. I have tolerated them for a long time. Who do I, Yan Chixia, have to be afraid of?"
Wang Jian couldn't help but whistle, picked up his kitchen knife, and looked around the messy place.
"Master Yan, if the tree demon's soul was destroyed, will there be any treasure left behind?"
"That's the Yin Shen. Normally, there should be some residue left after being blown up."
Yan Chixia's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she immediately started digging through the dirt to look for it.
Wang Jian stood aside and watched. This was all based on experience. He should do the same thing next time he kills a demon.
But he didn't quite understand what Yinshen was. He thought it was the Yuanshen that he thought before.
Not long after, Yan Chixia stood up, with a broken black bead in her hand.
"As expected, it's here, but it's just the crystallization of this monster's mana. It's full of monster energy, but it's not suitable for us human cultivators."
Wang Jian looked at that thing and felt that it was somewhat similar to the Jiaolong inner elixir. It must have similar properties.
"Master Yan, is this thing useless to us practitioners?"
"Well, the evil spirit is permeating the air and the magic power is surging. If we human cultivators absorb it, it will corrode the body. Of course, it is a different matter if we are demon cultivators, but that goes against the law of heaven and is not advisable."
Wang Jian's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Master Yan, since it's useless, why not leave it to me."
"Don't you think you can absorb it?"
"of course not."
With that said, he took out the scroll from his backpack and opened it: "Xiao Qian, the tree demon has been killed by us, come out."
As the words fell, a yin energy spread from the scroll, and Nie Xiaoqian's figure fluttered and landed next to Wang Jian.
Yan Chixia saw her and subconsciously held Xuanyuan Sword.
Wang Jian quickly reached out to stop him: "Wait a minute, Master Yan, this is Nie Xiaoqian, my concubine."
