Is this the power of the mirror masters? If we do not understand the characteristics of their operations in advance, it is easy to suffer losses. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Fortunately, thanks to the white bone ring given by the cold wind, I am afraid that the throat was really sealed by the sword of that Lu Bao.

Burst!

He Xiangtian spat out another mouthful of blood, and this was the third time. At this time, he staggered to the ground, his lips were white, and cold sweat was still breaking out on his forehead. And the evil aura on his body has not subsided, constantly eating his blood and wounds.

Is it Jiang Shiyu's telekinesis, is it chasing after him? He Xiangtian saw the energy spreading behind him, and at a glance he recognized it as Jiang Shiyu's telekinesis.

Yes! He Xiangtian got up strongly, used the explosive power of the evil qi in his body, and continued to run forward. And on his body, the shadow of the devil flashed again.

Wood Grove! Is it the forbidden land of the He family in front?

Standing outside the wood forest, He Xiangtian felt a strong sense of disgust in the depths of his soul. In the case of the high sun, the wood forest is still gloomy, and there is no end in sight, which is indeed terrifying.

However, the chasing soldiers were approaching, He Xiangtian had no choice and gritted his teeth and went in.

With a flick of one hand, the war baboon brought out an afterimage and leaped to the fork of another tree, but it could not stand firmly, and the soles of its feet slipped, and it fell, rolling on a purple trumpet flower.

Ga! The black shadow attached to He Xiangtian's body reveled, as if he had been reborn.

Get lost! He Xiangtian roared, and a powerful and unyielding willpower erupted in his bones, forming a mighty righteousness, and calming the black shadow back.

Because of this, He Xiangtian's wound cracked open again, and blood flowed, infecting the ground.

The evil thing is that the evil qi on He Xiangtian's body actually flowed out slowly, flowing down the vines of those trumpet flowers, flowing into their roots, and being eaten by the trumpet flowers.

What kind of plant is this? If you can eat this evil, then eat it. He Xiangtian lay on the trumpet flower and observed the surroundings.

These are all stingwood, a super material for calcining real fire, but they basically do not live for 800 years, and more than 800 years will spontaneously combust under the exposure of sunlight.

In order to prevent spontaneous combustion and disaster to all, the wood planted by the He family will have a distance regulation, and the wood here is obviously disorganized, as long as there is a spontaneously combustible wood, it will burn the camp.

He Xiangtian wondered, why was it okay here for so many years?

The sunlight shines through the branches and casts on He Xiangtian's face. In his mind, that glamour flashed.

I'm going to live, I'm going to find you! He Xiangtian seems to have gained faith and vitality all over his body.

The battle baboon roared, and then set off, just for the strong faith in the heart.

……

With the deepening of the footsteps, the wood forest has also undergone new changes. They no longer become dense, but roughly form a circle, centered on an old tree, surrounded by some sturdy wood.

Why are the old trees in the center still alive? Could it be that for so long, not a single old tree has spontaneously combusted, and someone has been caring for this woody forest?

He Xiangtian's wound was bleeding and couldn't stop, so he stopped and rested, leaned against the edge of an old tree, and made simple adjustments to his qi and blood.

The woods are relatively peaceful, and it seems that not a single animal has been found along the way, giving people a terrible sense of foreboding.

Because of the age, those old trees have a lot of green vegetation wrapped around the trees, and I don't know whether they grow in the ground or on big trees.

There is a green round vine on the tree, which is unremarkable. However, it can move, its head can open its mouth, and two small eyes appear, and those who don't know it think it is a fruit.

The vines slowly stretched down, silently, hovering behind He Xiangtian.

The most terrifying thing is that He Xiangtian has a keen sense of perception, and he can't even sense that something is approaching behind him. From this, it can be judged that this vine has a strong hidden ability.

Phew! The head of the vine suddenly diverged, conjuring into a triangular snake head, with black fangs, dark green harazi, and two black eyes emitting a ghostly light, slowly approaching He Xiangtian's neck, looking extremely terrifying.

He Xiangtian felt something, and suddenly looked back. But I saw a green vine quietly wrapped around the old tree, and there was nothing abnormal.

What a special vine! He Xiangtian sensed it carefully and found that the vines had a powerful life fluctuation.

Out of curiosity, He Xiangtian made a knife with his hand and quickly cut the vine into two sections.

I saw that the roots of the vine twitched, and all withered.

Hey! What about the cut vine?

In fact, the cut vine was tormenting under his feet, but He Xiangtian didn't see it. And the vine was also provoked, and turned into a snake head, biting He Xiangtian's left foot.

But he didn't know that He Xiangtian's heart suddenly throbbed, and his perception caught the snake's head, and decisively pulled his left foot, making the snake's head pounce.

The snake's head was so strong that it plunged into the trunk of the tree and stuck.

He Xiangtian didn't study much, and the phantom body fought baboon, and set off again. Due to the power of the black evil, the wound healed quickly, and in less than half a day, the wound healed more than half. As long as you delay another half a day to recuperate, you can face the enemy head-on.

……

And Jiang and Lu have been tracking He Xiangtian, relying on the accurate search of mental power, not long ago, Jiang and Lu came to the place where He Xiangtian rested for the first time - the ground was full of purple trumpet flowers.

"Bedfellow flowers!" Jiang Shiyu looked at the flowers in front of him seriously. Under his perception, the same bed flower also contained He Xiangtian's evil qi and blood. He Xiangtian has been here, this must be right.

"Sister, you're so amazing! Knowing everything. Lu Bao exclaimed, tears of adoration.

There are flowers in the same bed, there are netherworld vines, why hasn't this wood forest spontaneously combusted and destroyed. Jiang Shiyu looked into the distance, his brows tightened, as if he saw danger.

Jiang and Lu followed He Xiangtian's breath and walked cautiously. This degree of caution made the distance between him and He Xiangtian bigger and bigger.

"Sister, let's run." Lu Bao's IQ is a little low, and when he speaks, he is still relatively immature.

"Baby, this jungle is too dangerous, let's be careful!"

"With the eldest sister here, the baby is not afraid." Lu Bao was stupidly cute, and rushed to the front after speaking. While jumping up, he shouted: "Big sister, come quickly, come quickly." ”

Jiang Shiyu suddenly sensed that a snake head appeared behind Lu Bao, and he didn't have time to remind him, but he also sensed a snake head behind him.

I saw Jiang Shiyu flash, and the snake head behind him jumped out, just hitting Lu Bao's heart, and the snake head behind Lu Bao passed through the back of Lu Bao's head.

In just an instant, Lu Bao fell to the ground, his whole body blackened, and he was not breathing.

……

After running for a while, He Xiangtian felt that no one had caught up, and he felt strange in his heart. Anyway, the injury is almost better, just find a place to press the evil qi in the body.

The further you go in, the more regular the distribution of the sorrel. And the larger the plants encountered, the purple trumpet flowers are particularly obvious. This time, He Xiangtian encountered a two-meter-long one.

This kind of flower can take away the evil qi on the body, He Xiangtian simply flew up and sat in the stamen to meditate. The evil qi really went straight down the stamens, and both the speed and the volume were hundreds of times higher than before.

After a while, all the evil qi that remained on He Xiangtian's body was taken away by that giant flower.

It was all that evil qi that was taken away, and the residual flexible energy in He Xiangtian's abdomen was particularly obvious, which made He Xiangtian burn with lust and even more difficult to calm down.

It would be nice to take away the energy from the abdomen. He Xiangtian forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his body, and looked at the sunset, and couldn't help but feel melancholy. If we all grew up in ordinary people's homes, we didn't have any special pursuits, and lived an ordinary life, how good would it be.

Brilliant night butterfly, where did you fly?

……

The trumpet flower is the same bed flower that Jiang Shiyu said in his mouth, and the trumpet flower that He Xiangtian used to suppress evil spirit is the maternal line of the same bed flower, that is, the base camp.

Legend has it that the bed-sharing flower is a symbol of infertility, and because of infertility, active bed-sharing will not carry a child, so its fertility is very poor. In ancient times, it was used as an adjunct to curse the new couple.

It has been recorded that the co-bed flower does not grow easily, and usually takes root from a matriline first and then grows towards the south. Wherever it grows, it indicates where the root system grows.

Somehow, after absorbing He Xiangtian's evil qi, the root system of the entire wood forest was extremely active, as if it had opened up something and grew as if it was playing with its fate.

"What the hell is this, dare to pester this fairy, look for a draw." Jiang Shiyu kicked off the flower wrapped in the same bed at his feet, and scolded his mother in his heart.

The next moment, Jiang Shiyu was stunned.

Thousands of trumpet flowers rise around, arrogant and enchanting, full of spring, writing ** march, crazy entanglement of a tree, a flower, a grass and a leaf.

As a result, the entangled object was exhausted, and even the sturdy wood withered.

Yes! Jiang Shiyu danced and resisted, desperately not letting those flowers be wrapped. But it is difficult for both hands to defeat the enemy on all sides, and it is difficult for one person to reach the troop of ten thousand troops, Jiang Shiyu soon drowned in the sea of flowers in the same bed, moaning happily.

In the depths of the forest, He Xiangtian didn't know what was happening behind him. He only knew that the breath of Jiang and Lu had disappeared. He couldn't think about it too much, and the evil energy in his abdomen began to haunt him again, so that He Xiangtian was on fire.

This incident also reminded He Xiangtian that there could be no evil qi in his body. Otherwise, the only feeling left is that amorous desire.

That being the case, He Xiangtian meditates on the spot, or suppresses his desire with his strong willpower, and continues to practice the "Heavenly Gang Earth Evil Technique" to arouse the circulation of evil qi in the body, and can also divert attention.

A wave of power dispersed, and all the air was squeezed out, devouring all the life force of the surrounding objects, including the matriarchal bedmate.

In the middle of the chaos, the return of qi is ten thousand in the middle, the yang breath is harmonious, the chaos is opened, the yin is fierce, and the pool is cut and cut......

He Xiangtian's body trembled, and a sword qi wandered away from his body, bringing evil qi to all corners of his body.

Pain and obsession allowed He Xiangtian to successfully suppress the desire in his body. However, the majestic evil qi attached to the cultivation of the Heavenly Gang Earth Evil Technique really caused harm to many plants around him.

Bedside flowers, nether vines, and a peculiar white pentacumon fruit. Under the threat, their vitality is draining, and they are quietly fighting back.

The flowers in the same bed are blooming with the gorgeous petals, slowly rising, like a dancing girl with excellent color and fragrance, "bewitching" He Xiangtian's nerves with affection......

The Netherworld Vine slowly approached, silently, and brought its fangs closer to He Xiangtian's neck......

The most difficult to guess is the white five-edged fruit, which inadvertently opens and drops a group of white flying bugs, which hide in the air and disappear before they can see the color of the bugs......