The fox demon howled, and a large piece of thick yellow smoke evaporated from the armor. He turned around several times, stirring into a vortex and moving to Zhongyao.

The smoke sinks to the ground, Zhongyao's feet suddenly sink, and layers of heavy force overflow from the soil, trying to drag him into the ground.

Zi Luo reminded: "The earth-bound technique, the magic of the mountain god!"

Another earth binding technique, how much better than that man in black robe?

As long as it is related to earth, Zhongyao's heart is filled with strong self-confidence.

"You guy who hasn't even eaten soil can you dare to use soil to deal with me?"

The divine thought changed a little, and a stream of nine earth true energy seeped into the soil from under his feet, colliding with the heavy force.

The force of restraint was broken, the soil erupted, and Zhongyao was unscathed.

Seeing that the magic was useless, the fox demon screamed even sharper, swung the mace and rushed over with heavy steps.

Zhongyao finally pressed the fourth time of true energy into the qi meridians, but he felt it was not enough.

He greeted Ziluo and asked her to pull her back, but Ziluo hummed: "So... so comfortable, I'm so soft... I can't move."

This guy is addicted to the innate cycle!

Four times the true qi pressure was in the qi veins, and Zhongyao felt that thousands of ants were bitten, and his body could not move at all.

The mace swept across, and without caring about Zi Luo, Zhong Yao moved Jiuzuihai to the front desk and tried hard to wash away the demon Rose.

The purple roe spurted out of the spiritual silk, pulled into a purple light, and shot into the sky with a sharp scream.

The spiritual silk faded into dead grass, like thousands of snakes coming out of their nests, woven into huge grass balls, blocking Zhongyao's body.

The mace swept the grass ball, and Zhongyao flew high with the grass ball.

The purple wool ball, which is not smaller than the grass ball, flew down, and Zi Luo grinded her teeth and complained: "We're going to equalize it!"

She also knew that she had missed the matter and did not dare to pursue Zhongyao.

The purple radish turned into purple light and threw it into the grass ball, and the dead grass turned into purple silk, stretching like a spiritual snake, pulling Zhongyao back to the ground.

When Zhongyao landed, he pressed into the full of true energy in his dantian, which made the true energy filled with the qi and the qi veins reach five times. For a moment, he felt that his eyes were full of Venus, and the figure of the fat fox demon not far away was a little blurred.

It seems that this is the limit...

Zhongyao was somewhat unwilling to call out the bamboo sword and loosen his qi. The true energy that had been holding it for a long time turned around like an angry tide, pouring into the bamboo sword, shaking Zhongyao's hand.

A clear light cannon shot straight at the fox demon, causing a thunderous sound. Wherever the sword light passed, the floating soil boiled, weeds rose from the ground, and clear sword marks were drawn on the ground.

The fox demon had experienced the power of Qingfeng Yihuan's sword at a quadruple rate. He did not dodge and interlaced two maces in front of his chest, wanting to resist.

There was a loud bang, a large area of ​​black air, white and yellow hair and blood splattering everywhere, the fox demon retreated repeatedly, two maces broke into four pieces, and a little clear light was lit in his chest, which was the bamboo sword.

Another crackling sound, and the clear light burst out cracks on the fox demon's armor, overflowing with wisps of thick yellow aura.

The yellow air condenses into a thin film of light, fades from the fox demon, shrinks into a little yellow light dissipates.

The fox demon howled unwillingly and turned back to a ferocious nightmare monster. The two tails that were only half left were held behind, and they slapped the ground and smashed the big stone weighing thousands of pounds towards Zhong Yao.

"pretty!"

Zi Luo praised, but it was not for Zhong Yao's sword, but his plan.

The purple silk shot onto the stone. Not only did Zhongyao not retreat, he flew towards the stone and stepped on it with both feet.

The nine earthly sea turned to the front desk, and the remaining true energy was leaking out, and countless cracks broke out in the stone Kalala.

The purple silk shot onto the fox demon again, sticking tightly like spider silk, pulling the fox demon forward.

Zhongyao pressed his back foot hard, and the big stone drew a sudden line in the air, turning around and flying towards the fox demon.

There was a loud bang, and a circle of strong dust spread out, mixed with free black air. The fox demon was knocked to the ground by a big stone, and his head was embedded in the ground.

"So you are so strange..."

Zi Luo said with emotion: "You can dispel the nightmare by slapping a stone in the face. What is this ability?"

Zhong Yao stood on the stone, his filial piety clothes were swaying in the energy, and he was indescribably elegant and indifferent.

"Because I'm... a slap monster in the face."

He was trying hard to endure the pain, and his soles and legs were almost broken, and he wanted to roll on the ground.

"Just, how magical is that? If you can completely dispel the nightmare aura, why should you be reborn?"

After breathing, he thought to himself that he had finally made up this guy and could have a good talk with him.

The stone vibrated again, and Zi Luo quickly pulled Zhongyao backwards.

The huge rock collapsed, and the fox demon pulled out his slender face from the ground, which was already blood shorter.

His eyes were spitting out scarlet light, and his body was filled with a faint black air. The roar was no longer sharp, but like an ancient beast in the vast wasteland.

The roaring oscillated the air, as if it deflected the light, making the surroundings dim.

The fox demon's body twisted and stalked everywhere, and sarcoma appeared, and the hair fell off, revealing the rough skin like tree bark and blood vessels raised like vines.

"This guy is crazy!"

Zi Luo shouted: "If you want to increase your strength a lot, you may become a monster in the Dan Kexing Stage!"

Zhongyao was very calm: "Don't panic. Since it's crazy, it's impossible to last. As long as you take me to fly and deal with me for a while, he will definitely fall down."

Zi Luo shouted even louder: "You really have confidence in me, but I have no strength anymore! If you let me suck, I will become weak again, and it will be even more inappropriate!"

Zhong Yao cursed: "What a corrupt! You can't be hard and fight?"

Zi Luo was very honest: "I am a vine demon. I am born to hug others' thighs. Do you want to hug me as your thighs?"

You're really justified...

Zhong Yao sighed secretly, it seemed that he could only use the reserve plan to take this guy to the bottom of the mountain.

The situation suddenly changed. On the ruins of the mountain temple, rubble and gravel boiled, and small beasts emerged, roaring and roaring, responding to the roar of the fox demon.

Foxes, wild cats, flower-faced crocodiles, carp... There are hundreds of species in the forest, and even weasels have several nests.

These little beasts overflowed with black gas, dyed as if they were fished out of an ink tank. Their eyes were shining with scarlet blood, their teeth were bared, their ears were erect, and their claws were swaying tails. They were extremely fierce and chilling.

This fox demon not only pretended to be a mountain god, but also dug a beast nest under the mountain god temple?

The little beasts appeared, but the fox demon calmed down, the red light in his eyes faded, and he looked at the group of beasts and panted.

After panting for a while, the fox demon stepped on the dong dong, jumped high, and fell on the ruins.

After landing, the fox demon lay on the ground and turned around. The two broken tails were like copper and iron winch wheels, shaving blood in the sky among the beasts.

Zhongyao was stunned for a moment, and even Zi Luo poked her head out of her spiritual silk, so she forgot to sort out her hair like a ball.

The fox demon turned and made a strange chirping sound. The little beasts were stunned and there was no movement. They obediently let the fox tails be squeezed and broken into pieces of broken flesh and blood.

A vortex of smoke and dust rose from the ruins of the mountain temple, blood, animal hair, and broken bones and flesh rose and fell in the vortex, and lasted for unknown periods.

It was not until the fox demon walked out of the vortex that Zhongyao and Zi Luo came back to their senses.

Zi Luo retracted her spiritual silk, Zhong Yao blinked, and suspected that she had read it wrong. Is that a fox demon?

Walking out of the vortex was a fat man, an ordinary human fat man with fair skin and a big belly. He was wearing a plain green scholar's robe, and exuded a gentle and well-mannered bookish spirit.

Looking closely at this fat man, he was unusual, with his facial features that were even handsome. If he shrank to a normal body, Zhongyao felt that he might be more handsome than himself.

It is a basic operation to transform the fox demon into a human form. With this guy's realm, it is strange that he has not transformed.

In this world, transformation is the foundation of monsters' practice, and only after transformation can one embark on the right path of practice. Therefore, the transformation period of monsters is equivalent to the foundation-building period of the human race. Only by transforming into humans can one obtain innate spiritual energy and use various methods.

However, transformation requires specific techniques, and cultivation is extremely difficult. Most monsters either don’t want to, or they have no conditions to transform. These monsters can only follow the path of cultivation created by the monster body, and are limited to the form of plants, trees, animals and animals for life, and even become the spiritual foundation of demon cultivators.

The monsters that can transform into shape are nothing more than blood inheritance, chances and self-reliance. The fox demon should be passed down by blood inheritance. Zi Luo did not say where she learned the transformation. Zhong Yao guessed that it was related to the person she was waiting for.

What surprised Zhongyao was that this fox demon was really a man.

The purple rosy drove the spiritual silk to poke out, twisting like tentacles, ready to go.

Zhong Yao shouted softly: "Don't do it first."

The fat man walked over naturally, and Zhongyao didn't sense any hostility on him.

"Guanshan is confused, confused, confused, confused, and seen the young hero."

The fat man came closer and bowed to Zhongyao to the end: "I don't dare to thank you for your life, I'm so confused that I'm willing to hold grass and tie up a ring to repay you."

Such a polite person is really a fox demon with only quality and education.

"This guy uses a pseudonym..."

Zi Luo and Zhong Yao bit their ears: "It means that the fox demons in Tushan, and the fox demons in Tushan are all male, but I have never seen such a fox demon as fat."

I have gained knowledge. I used to know only the fox monsters in Qingqiu, but I thought they were all mothers.

Zhong Yao waved his hand and said, "The original intention is not to save you, so you don't have to take it to heart."

Zhongyao was full of questions about the mountain god, fox demon, and these little beasts.

"Listen to the accent... Is the young hero a man from Guanshan?"

The fox demon's confused handsome fat face showed a smile, which made people feel friendly and kind: "We are fellow villagers."
To be continued...