The sun was setting, and a touch of afterglow of the setting sun shone brilliantly in the rainforest of the chestnut wide field, at this time, a woman with a fair face, a silver ornament on her forehead, a beautiful mole on the left cheek, and a woman in red and white clothes stood in front of the camp where the Wu people had built many tents and taught a group of Wu children to sing.

"You said that his home is full of camellias, whenever that spring is three, the moon countryside is like a picture, the village girl goes up the mountain to pick tea, the song ripples down the hillside, seventeen years old and eighteen, secretly whispering......"

As the woman's singing voice came out, a group of witch children also sang along very well.

At this time, the wizard wearing a purple cloak escorted Yang Huaiping and his party to the side of the good-looking woman, and he said respectfully: "High Priest Xianle, we have caught a group of people who trespassed into our Wu Clan's territory without permission, and please send it down!"

Xianle looked at Yang Huaiping and his entourage: "You leave them here, and then take people out hunting, I will teach them how to be a good slave!"

"Yes! ”

The man in the purple cloak gestured to the Wu people, and then led the group out of the camp slowly.

After the group of wizards left, Yang Huaiping slowly opened his eyes, he suddenly broke away from the rope on his body, looked at Xianle and said: "You are the head of these wizards, let me tell you that I am the witch ancestor, you let us go, otherwise I will burn all the tents built by your witch clan!"

Xian Le looked at Yang Huaiping and said: "I see that your words and demeanor reveal the temperament of a fairy, I don't know why you will go deep into the wilderness, isn't it boring to be idle?"

Yang Huaiping didn't answer Xianle's words at all, he said in a deep voice: "I'll just ask you a word, do you let people go!"

"Aren't they just by your side, you can let them go if you want, anyway, these hundreds of miles are the territory of my Wu clan, and I don't think you can get out of it all, I advise you to stay in the Wu clan obediently and be a slave!" Xian Le said coldly.

Yang Huaiping didn't pay attention to Xianle anymore, but untied the ropes on the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb and the evil spirits around him, but he couldn't wake them up from their sleep no matter what.

After a long sigh, Yang Huaiping looked at Xianle and said, "Girl, my three sisters and the little maid have fallen into the witchcraft of your witch clan, and please help them solve the witchcraft!"

Xian Le looked at Yang Huaiping and smiled coldly: "Do you think you are my opponent, are you qualified to negotiate conditions with me?"

"Is it your opponent who also has to try to find out, the girl is offended!"

Yang Huaiping pulled out the Qibao Miao Tree with a colorful streamer behind him, and his body flew into the air and rushed towards Xianle.

Xianle smiled indifferently and said: "The pearl of rice grains also shines, it's really ridiculous, I haven't done anything with anyone for thousands of years, I didn't expect you kid to dare to do it with me, it's really beyond my power!"

In an instant, a pure gold stick appeared in Xianle's hand, and a staff of a green snake was wrapped around it and killed Yang Huaiping.

In just an instant, the two of them were entangled, and Yang Huaiping used all the sword moves he had learned with the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, and attacked Xianle is raindrops such as chopping and picking thorns.

However, the staff in Xianle's hand was extremely powerful, and a vast spiritual power erupted from it, and the power was extremely amazing, and she waved the staff to deal with Yang Huaiping's attack, looking handy and relaxed.

Although Yang Huaiping was at a disadvantage, his whole person became more and more courageous, holding the Qibao Miao Tree and constantly brushing towards Xianle.

Gradually, as the two people kept fighting, the sun gradually set, and the night condensed into a black one!

At this time, Yang Huaiping was overwhelmed, and finally stopped, his face was red, and he looked at Xianle with a big gasp: "I said girl, your rod is too powerful, do you dare not use that rod to compete with me!"

Xianle looked at Yang Huaiping and sneered: "I already have an advantage, why should I give up the Heavenly Snake Staff in my hand to fight you, do you think I won't be able to see your little thoughts?"

Yang Huaiping smiled and said, "Since this is the case, then I can only use my killing moves, girl, don't be afraid!"

Immediately, he sat cross-legged on the ground and silently recited the mental formula, and shouted, "Wu Qi!"

In an instant, a monster with a human-faced snake body appeared above Yang Huaiping's head, and he saw it let out a roaring sound that penetrated the sky and the earth, and swept towards Xianle.

After seeing this scene, Xian Le's lips couldn't help but open in surprise, and she muttered: "It's Wu Zu, how is this possible, how can it be like this?"

Just as Xian Le was stunned, the human-faced snake god monster directly flew her out, and then the human-faced snake-body monster dissipated.

After Xian Le flew out upside down, a mouthful of blood spurted out directly on his back, and at this moment, Yang Huaiping rushed to Xian Le in front of him with an arrow step, snatched the Heavenly Snake Staff in her hand and inserted it behind him, he looked at Xian Le and said: "Little girl, now you know that you are afraid, my brother tells you, it's too late!"

Xianle wiped the blood from her lips, she looked at Yang Huaiping with a shocked expression and said, "You are really Wu Ancestor!"

Yang Huaiping said loudly: "Girl, I advise you to obediently wake up my three sisters and the little maid, if you don't agree, then I will destroy the flowers......"

As he spoke, Yang Huaiping had a wicked smile on his face, clenched his fists and walked towards Xianle.

"Don't mess around, I'm Nuwa Niangniang's side, can't I help you wake up those women?"

Xianle saw Yang Huaiping, who had a fierce look in her eyes, walking towards him step by step, her tone immediately softened and she chose to compromise.

Yang Huaiping felt that since the autopsy of his Xuanyuan Tomb, there was an invisibly tyrannical aura in the whole person, and after he beat off evil spirits last time, he felt an inexplicable pleasure in his heart.

So this time, Yang Huaiping didn't plan to let go of Xianle in front of him at all, he jumped on Xianle, and ignored her pleas for mercy, without any ambiguity, and his fist was a slam punch.

After a while, Xian Le Jiao's good face was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, covered in blood, if it weren't for her deep cultivation, she would almost be beaten by Yang Huaiping to show her original form.

After Yang Huaiping finished beating Xianle, he stood up from her, wiped the blood on his hands, and said in a deep voice: "Women are like this, they don't fight for three days, go to the house to expose the tiles, I will beat you, don't lose face, my age is logically speaking, but I am much older than you!"

Xianle looked at Yang Huaiping, who was harmless to humans and animals on the surface, but actually had a tyrannical aura all over his body, and couldn't help but feel his heart throbbing.