The small tower flew above the crowd and suddenly became bigger two or three times, releasing infinite suction from it, but after a dozen breaths, the green smoke in the field was sucked clean by the small tower. This magic weapon has a very loud name called the Demon Suppression Tower, although this name is extremely unbeatable and taboo, but its ability to capture enemies into the tower is really not small. But after the plague demon was sucked in, the black-robed scribe's face became even more bitter, as bitter as if he had drunk a big bowl of coptis water.

The scene in the field was restored to clarity, and although everyone looked wolf, they were at least still standing, only the red robe lying down on the grass in the center was particularly dazzling.

The black-robed scribe's face turned pale, and he whispered, "Quickly rescue Gongzi and re-establish the enchantment!" A white-bearded old man behind him suddenly said something in his mouth, and with a slight wave of his right hand, it seemed to remove the enchantment, and then took out a few pills from his arms and stuffed them into the mouth of the wounded, and wanted to carry him out.

At this moment, the small tower above everyone's heads made a creaking sound. Looking up, the originally glorious Demon Suppression Tower trembled slightly, as if it had been rapidly corroded by something from the inside out, and then drops of copper-green liquid flowed out of the tower.

"Hurry up, this plague demon's strength is too strong!" At the urging of the black-robed scribe, Whitebeard finally opened all the enchantments and threw his master out. This time the spiritual power was used very well, and the injured person almost landed on the ground without any damage.

It's just this delay that the small tower corrodes faster. After a few breaths, the Demon Suppression Tower is like an iron tool that has been soaked in the sea for thousands of years, with all the brilliance, and the whole body is covered with black and green rust. Then it fell to the ground with a thud.

"My Demon Suppression Tower!" the black-robed scribe was distressed. The plague demon is a filthy and evil body, and after a good magic weapon is touched by it, it will soon be polluted and corroded. Turned into a pile of broken copper and iron. This is also the reason why everyone is extremely reluctant to take out magic weapons to deal with it, the black-robed scribe was in a hurry just now, so he had to sacrifice the Demon Suppression Tower, knowing that this treasure was a waste.

Whitebeard hurriedly recited the spell and laid out the enchantment. This time was too hasty, he only made an enchantment, and the plague demon had already escaped from the tower.

However, everyone under Miluo's command had been waiting for it with bated breath. Someone even locked a large net directly on the small tower on the ground. After the green smoke came out of the tower, it couldn't help but shrink as soon as it touched the grid, as if it had been charged by the power grid. It can only shrink and shrink, squeezed into the gap between the small tower and the large net.

This net is also specially made. There are large areas of peach blossom forests in the southern part of Nanbu Island, and the air is almost not flowing due to the warm and humid local climate. The wind is extremely weak. After the endless peach blossom leaves fall from the branches into the soil and rot, they will create a poisonous miasma in the valley, and every May, the mountains are covered with a pink mist, that is, the peach blossom miasma. In this miasma, people and animals died, birds fell to the ground, and even monks could be injured. Some immortal cultivators go to the Peach Miasma Valley to collect such miasma to hurt people.

But everything in the world must be mutually reinforcing. Although this peach blossom miasma is very powerful, after many years, a strange vine plant appeared at the edge of the valley. Its vines themselves can absorb miasma as nourishment, and the pearl-sized fruit can be eaten by humans and animals, and after eating, it can walk in the mountains without fear of miasma.

Plague and miasma have always been very similar. This big net was made by Fengtianfu at the invitation of the refining master with the vines of this plant, and it was also drenched with children's urine and black dog blood, all of which were yang and fierce things, and after the body of the plague demon touched it, it would immediately be in unbearable pain.

Seeing that this big net was in effect, everyone took a long breath at this time, and a middle-aged man leaned down to look at the small ball of green smoke shrunk in the net, and looked up to the sky and snorted: "I said what is so great about this plague demon who has lived for 10,000 years, it turned out that he didn't meet us, otherwise he would have been ......ambushed."

Before he finished speaking, the person next to him suddenly shouted, "Be careful!"

The green smoke that had shrunk into a cloud suddenly shrank even smaller, and if it was the size of a fist, it was now the size of a chestnut at best, and then it slammed into a mesh with all its might. Everyone knows that when a certain force is applied, a needle can cause more damage than a fist, and now the plague demon is the same, it shrinks to such a small size, and the corrosive power cast is very concentrated.

Those with good eyesight saw that this mesh suddenly became green, as if splashed with paint, and then broke with a soft "pop".

Although this online thing can restrain the power of the plague demon, the plague demon finally found a way to get out of it. It's like water can extinguish a fire, but if the fire is too strong, a bucket or two of water will only be steamed into vapour. Although he had just escaped from the seal, the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, and the plague demon's own Taoism was quite profound, so it was more than enough to break through this net.

The middle-aged man was smiling proudly, and this little green dot broke through the net, and the speed was amazing, but it shot right into his slightly open mouth, making a gurgling sound.

Seeing him eat the green dots that the plague demon turned into like eating jelly beans, everyone suddenly felt creepy. The demon of aggregation didn't say a word, and repeated the heavy technique, and chopped it over again, trying to cut off his head.

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly flashed green. He happened to be wearing a pair of gloves on his right hand, which was not silk or silk, and it was probably also a magic weapon. He immediately raised his hand to hold the knife, letting the blade slowly cut through his gloves, but he giggled in his mouth: "Even if it is the flesh of a stinky man, it is better than nothing." I'm going to skin you and see your bones pulled out one by one!"

The black-robed scribe scolded, "Evil obstacles, don't be punished!" A red ring ruler was thrown out of his sleeve and struck towards the plague demon. Although this ring ruler does not look long, once it is infused with supernatural powers, there are all kinds of visions rising, as if there are countless tigers and wolves roaring, which is obviously also an extraordinary thing.

The plague demon had been hiding from the restraint in everyone's hands before, and he was already holding his breath in his heart. It has an evil and violent personality, otherwise it would not often torture beautiful women to relieve it, and now when it sees the ring ruler calling, it does not dodge at all, and it still wears a pair of gloves on its hands, and grabs the ring ruler with his bare hands, and sneers in his mouth: "With a physical body, you and I are still afraid of these yang things?

The black-robed scribe's ring ruler is made of red lead, cinnabar and finely ground Xishan male deer antler powder, which naturally has the purpose of restraining evil things, but at this moment, he was caught by the plague demon in his hand, and it only shocked the other party's flesh and bled from the tiger's mouth.

Ning Xiaoxian, who was watching silently from the side, couldn't help but take a light breath of cold air. This plague demon is so difficult to deal with after occupying the physical body, even the Yang and Fierce things that could restrain it are no longer effective, no wonder Miluo wants to force it out of Huo Mingzhu's body from the beginning, otherwise this battle is really difficult to fight.

The plague demon grabbed the black-robed scribe's ring ruler, and the next step was to clench his right hand into a fist. The black-robed scribe didn't expect a plague demon to use such violent means, and hastily raised his left arm to go to the grid. His talisman qi had already been consumed when he resisted the poisonous plague miasma just now, and now after this blow, the two talisman rings on the fingers of his left hand "poo" and "poo" sounded softly, and they exploded directly, showing that the power of this punch was really amazing.

This middle-aged man originally took the path of physical cultivation, and the black-robed scribe fought him in close combat, and he suffered a big loss as soon as he came up. He snorted, his left arm hung limply, his forearm bone was actually broken, and what was worse was that his skin quickly turned a green color, and then it swelled and cracked, and even the blood that flowed out turned green. Ning Xiaoxian has good eyesight, and at this moment, he can also see many small green blisters densely popping up on the arms of the black-robed scribe, and people with dense phobia will inevitably feel numb when they see it.

The plague scurried up his arm.

At this time, someone from behind the black-robed scribe had already rushed up, drawing the attention of the plague demon away. The black-robed scribe had this or two breaths free, and immediately raised the ring ruler and struck it on his left arm with a "snap".

The entire left arm fell to the ground with a bang.

The black-robed scribe's face turned pale, and his mouth snorted again, but his expression seemed to relax. The plague demon's melee attack is so poisonous that it can already hurt the immortal cultivator. Although everyone had taken medicine to avoid the plague miasma before leaving, it was obvious that after being touched by this old spirit, the medicine was not enough. The black-robed scribe made a quick decision, and although he gave up an arm, he saved his life.

The three people who attacked were also physically cultivated, and they all wore gloves on their hands. The four of them suddenly fought together, and it was so lively. The plague demon smiled angrily and said, "You are looking for death!" Is it really a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch? At that moment, he reached out and grabbed his body hard, dipped the blood of his five fingers, and then faced the three people again.

The opponent was undaunted and fought with it.

The plague demon sneered at first, looking like he wanted to watch a good show, but after more than a dozen breaths, he suddenly frowned and looked at the scratch on his body, and said secretly: "It's not good!"

It stands to reason that the gloves on the hands of these three people are also magic weapons, and they should be corroded quickly, and then the plague will invade their bodies. This is also an important reason why in the Middle Ages, the monks talked about the discoloration of the plague demon. But how did these three people fight more and more energetically, and the more they fight, the more vigorous they become? Looking at their gloves again, where do they look like they have been corroded?

After it occupied the body of the middle-aged man, the plague should be everywhere, why are these three people okay? It looked down at the huge scratch on its body, but was stunned to find that the blood flowing inside was red!

The body that has been eroded by the plague should have green blood flowing out. Something is wrong with this body!

It looked at the ridicule in the eyes of the other group, and suddenly realized that it had fallen into a trap again. This middle-aged man, no, or everyone present, had drunk the most powerful medicine before leaving, no wonder these people looked bloodshot! (To be continued......)