The demon vines are connected into one piece and quietly attack from all directions.

The Dongchang man who had never met such a man-eating vine was forced to escape from his hiding place in fear.

For a moment, everyone was in a hurry and slashed everywhere with swords and swords.

A stubborn man avoided the demon vine that was snatching from his feet, whirled through the treetops, landed next to Kong Rongzhi, and shouted hurriedly: "Thousands of households, the vine is a foul, and the swords in the hands of the brothers can't be cut."

As soon as the words of the stall head finished, a scream suddenly sounded.

A monster was not careful and was attacked by a demon vine at his feet. When he realized that he had been bound by the demon vine and dragged into the darkness.

Kong Rongzhi saw that Ji Zongbu and Nie Pei's daughter who should have died had left, and the forest was full of strangeness and the situation was serious, so he was already in trouble: "Get away and go find Xuan Yinzi."

The Dongchang Fans, who were attacked by the demon vine, heard the order to retreat, were as anxious as a dog that was strayed from the family, and as anxious as a fish that had escaped the net. They left behind a few corpses and protected Kong Rong's retreat.

But Nie Xiaoqian took Ji Zongbu to travel through the forest. She knew a lot about the habits of the Qisha Tianluo. Knowing that the Qisha Tianluo likes the Yin and hates water, she ran to Xiaojing Lake.

I just ran according to the path I remembered for half an hour, but I was still in the Black Wind Forest.

In order to one day be able to snatch back his urn and escape from this demon cave, Nie Xiaoqian has done many things that seem stupid, such as to familiarize himself with the nearby terrain, he used his feet to measure the land of several miles nearby.

She knows the soul-storing hill, Lanruo Temple, and Black Wind Forest well. Her familiarity may only be under the old witch who has survived for thousands of years.

However, after running for so long, she was still spinning in the forest. Moreover, the huge trees around her were towering, and she heard no insects at all. She was so silent that she didn't even sound the wind, and she looked extremely strange. She knew something was different, and she floated into the air in Ji Zongbu's surprised gaze, raising her eyes to look at her.

But she saw the demon fog like rain, bleak and hazy, covering it with no idea how wide it was. Even if she floated high, she couldn't see far.

Nie Xiaoqian floated back to the ground, Ji Zongbu asked with concern: "Xiaoqian, you just fought with Kong Qianhu, were you injured?"

Inheriting all the memories of "Nie Xiaoqian", Nie Xiaoqian has a natural close heart towards driving thousands of miles from the capital and killing several horses just to find his uncle Ji Zongbuji.

But now it is not the time to express your heart in detail, so she simply replied: "Uncle, I'm fine."

Kong Qianhu's palm power cannot hurt the body of the ghost, Nie Xiaoqian will be injured. It is purely because Kong Qianhu's qi and blood are vast. She attacked Kong Qianhu, and was too close to her, and was hit by masculine qi and blood. If an ordinary female ghost, she might have a period of weakness, but her ghost body is more concise and stable than an ordinary female ghost, and she has endless literary energy to make up for it, and she will recover as before in a short time.

The demonic fog in the forest is lingering and lingering, making people feel like they are in a maze and they can't find a way out at all.

Seeing Uncle Ji’s confusion, Nie Xiaoqian explained: “There is a thousand-year-old tree demon in this forest, and its demonic power is unfathomable. The terrain here has not changed, but the plants and trees have all changed. Like next to this stone, there was no such tree. Perhaps the thousand-year-old tree demon used magic to change the vegetation of the Black Wind Forest, blocking the road, and trying to trap everyone who broke into the forest.”

Ji Zongbu did not interrupt Nie Xiaoqian's words, but nodded without doubt, as if he was determined to hand over all his judgments to Nie Xiaoqian.

"Uncle, except for the Jinyiwei from the East Factory just now, are there anyone else in the forest?" Nie Xiaoqian asked. She needed to grasp all the situations so that she could gather all her strength to deal with the old witch who was lurking where she didn't know.

Although I don’t know if it can be successful, this time may be the best opportunity. Yan Chixia, who may come, may not come, may not come, is so slim that she can hardly see hope.

"A little monk, one is said to be a junior of the local Wang family, a young swordsman and his maid, two little Taoist priests from Chunyang Palace..." Ji Zongbu said one by one that there were so many people, "We entered the Black Wind Forest together, and encountered strong winds and heavy rains in the middle of the way, and the sneak attack of Dongchang Fanzi, and they were separated."

The little monk, isn’t that the silence monk who calls himself a bald donkey? The younger generation of the local Wang family should be Wang Lin. And the young swordsman and his maid are unknown who they are.

As for the little Taoist priest in Chunyang Palace, his fists were infinite and his sword returned to Chunyang. The legendary sword-control technique that was a sword-controlling technique that was a thousand is not a martial art that ordinary people can use.

Although Nie Xiaoqian didn't know why these people came to this dangerous place, she seemed to see the rising sun named Hope rising.

However, Nie Xiaoqian quickly calmed down her joy and calmed her guilt. The most urgent task was to find so many masters to avoid being defeated by the old witch. She did not think that the old witch's magic was just the scale and half claw shown in the movie.

Ji Zongbu, who was beside him, saw Nie Xiaoqian's thoughtless look, calm and steady, with a calm and unchanging atmosphere, and while feeling relieved, he sighed without realizing his sigh. Although the daughter of the righteous brother was finally found, she was no longer the smiling little girl she knew before.

Thinking that if Wang Lin and the little monk were also here, they would definitely come to the water to find him. Nie Xiaoqian immediately made a decision: "Uncle, go here."

The old witch used magic to change the vegetation of the forest and built a huge forest into a foggy forest with no entry. It was indeed difficult for her to tell where she was. But it was just difficult, not that she could not do it, but that would be a little slower.

Nie Xiaoqian took his uncle Ji Zongbu to find a way out to Shuizhong. On the other side, Wang Lin, the little monk, the little Taoist priest of Chunyang Palace, etc. were being chased by a large number of demon vines with awesome spirit.

The demon vine chased him very quickly, but except for the young swordsman Wu Lan's maid who didn't know light skills, everyone else ran very fast. Just when they thought they were about to get rid of the demon vine, they suddenly shook and shook the ground. Then several people hugged the big tree on the empty ground in front of them, rumbling and suddenly rising up from the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the big tree formed an airtight tree wall blocking their way.

In front of them, there were terrifying and weird giant trees that were blocking the road, and behind them, there were demon vines coming together, and there was no way out to the sky and no way to the ground. The situation was at a critical moment.

Liu Suiyun, a junior brother of Chunyang Palace, who has always shown his slight wind and clouds, looked around for a while and turned around and said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, it's time to draw the sword."

Senior brother Liu Suifeng's face was as deep as water. He pinched the sword technique in his hand, and pointed the sword at Xuxu upwards: "I have a sword, called Zhishui, three feet tall, and his magnificent power can break all the laws in the world."

With a clear sound, Liu Sui Fengfeng's ancient sword "Zhishui" was deshewn, and the sword body was cold and fierce, and the sword energy was as heavy as a dragon's roar.

The Zhishui Sword stirred in Liu Sui Feng's head, flashing a large sword light, and finally fell into his hands: "Junior brother!"

Liu Suiyun nodded and muttered something. When he was holding the sword technique, his right wrist turned, and a cold light suddenly appeared on his back, but the sword "Daixue" had already left the sheath: "Have you been hunching your head for a long time? A sword has been sharpened for ten years."

Liu Suifeng interrogated and said, "I have been in the past eight hundred years since I attained the Tao, and I have never killed anyone's head with a flying sword."

Wang Lin, the little monk and others who were watching their minds beside him, saw the actions of the Chunyang Palace brothers, and the tense atmosphere disappeared.

Wang Lin touched the little monk beside him with his shoulder and asked in a low voice: "Master, you Wuliang Temple is as famous as Chunyang Palace, what are they doing?"

However, before the young monk finished speaking, the maid on the back of the young swordsman said in an innocent tone: "Wu Lan, it turns out that the swordsmen in the Central Plains are so coquettish that they even have to recite poems even when drawing their swords."

After all, Liu Suiyun was a junior brother. After all, her face was tender, so she could not resist being sarcastic by a little girl. Her face immediately turned red and she retorted with a fierce look on the outside: "This is the sword-controlling formula. If you don't read it, is it still called a mantra?"
Chapter completed!