392, wood spirit beads

Blood Painting raised his eyebrows, walked over slowly, and said, "He really doesn't look like a demon, but it's a pity that he was in a hurry and made a mistake in cultivating the magic skills, so he fell deeper and deeper, and he couldn't extricate himself, no wonder others." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yuan Fengqing's mood was a little depressed, so he didn't continue the topic, and instead asked, "You came with me?" ”

"Yes, I already felt it when your soul left your body. In order to settle you first, I will be one step late, otherwise I can stop that demon lord and get the wood spirit bead from him! ”

"Wood Spirit Beads?" Yuan Fengqing was stunned for a moment, "How can you be sure that the Wood Spirit Bead is on his body?" ”

Listening to her question, Blood Painting looked at her with some confusion, "Your Divine Soul was attracted by the Wood Spirit Bead twice, didn't you feel it?" ”

Yuan Fengqing suddenly remembered the green bead she had seen before, no wonder her soul would spontaneously leave her body when she was healing, after all, she already had two spirit beads, water and fire, and they both allied with blood, living and dying with them. And the wood spirit bead is also one of the five spirit beads, and naturally there is a kind of induction that outsiders can't imagine with the water and fire spirit beads. It was a coincidence that when the evening breeze used the Wood Spirit Bead to absorb the spirit of the moon, she was involuntarily attracted to it, but fortunately, this person was not a ferocious person, and he didn't directly attack her, otherwise I really don't know if I would have returned to the body?

Thinking of this, I was a little afraid, although that guy was suffering from a vicious disease, but his strength was not in vain, with her current Yuan Infant late cultivation and wanted to fight with the demon lord, naturally there was no chance of winning.

Seeing that she was still in a daze, the blood painting stretched out his long arm and grabbed her hand and said, "Since we already know that the Wood Spirit Bead is in the hands of the Demon Lord, we don't have to stay in the Demon Clan anymore, let's go get it now, and leave this place as soon as possible." ”

"Huh?" Yuan Fengqing was slightly stunned, thought for a while, and said, "This demon lord is already riddled with evil diseases, which is originally very embarrassing, can I discuss with him face-to-face, or exchange something with him to avoid a vicious battle?" ”

Before the blood painting could answer, Yuan Fengqing heard a cold, temperatureless voice behind him, "It turns out that you also approached Benjun for the sake of Mu Lingzhu?" ”

Although the voice made the temperature in the air drop by several points, it was still heard by Yuan Fengqing that it was the sound of the evening breeze, and he hurriedly turned around, and sure enough, he saw him standing under a tree a hundred meters away, and in front of him were ancient vines and green vines hanging down to his waist.

"I'm not ......," she tried to explain, but she heard strange sounds coming from all directions, and when she blinked again, a radius of hundreds of miles had been occupied by thousands of black-clothed demon cultivators, just encircling her and the blood painting group in the middle, and her heart sank slightly.

The blood painting was fearless, faintly skimming over the demon cultivation team of thousands of people, and asked neatly, "Could it be that you have some space-time magic weapon in your hands, otherwise how could it come and go so quickly?" ”

The evening breeze did not speak, but his face was gloomy and a little scary. Seeing that the master didn't speak, a silver-clothed demon cultivator with an abominable face and thief eyebrows and rat eyes standing beside him shouted, "It's really hateful that you are dying and still want to covet the treasure of our Demon Venerable. With a turn of his eyes, he glared at Yuan Fengqing fiercely and said, "And you, you actually killed the beast god as soon as you entered the woods, is it true that we don't have a master in the demon beast forest?" After the words fell, he turned his head to the evening breeze and said with a flattering smile, "Master, if you can capture these two people and hand them over to the beast clan, and avenge the revenge of the beast god for them, you will be able to exchange them for permanent loyalty, and then clean up the demon clan, so that you can enjoy the territory of the demon beast forest forever, and no one will snatch survival resources from us again." ”

From this person's words and deeds, Yuan Fengqing could guess that he was the demon cultivator Zhengsu who was a fox and a fake tiger, and he was really annoying. But she doesn't spend too much energy on irrelevant people, she just looks at the evening breeze, and has a trace of expectation for him in her heart, always feeling that he is not really an innocent person.

Because she still remembered that in the Moonlight Forest before, he once said that he was young and crazy, and he cultivated magic skills that he shouldn't have learned that led to a vicious disease, which made people sigh. And Yue Xiao also said that many human races have also fled here, not all of them are extremely vicious, some of them are forced to be helpless or like her in her previous life, they were wrongly framed, and in order to survive, they had to hide in this demon beast forest where life and death are not guaranteed, survival resources are lacking, and cultivation resources are even more scarce, will the night wind be the same? Could he also be forced to walk on the Wood Demon Path?

For a long time, the evening breeze didn't look at Zhengsu, nor did he answer his plans, so his face was a little stunned, but he rolled his eyes, put his toes slightly next to the master's ear, and didn't know what to whisper a few words, and saw that the evening breeze's face suddenly became more gloomy, as if the sky was about to fall before the rainstorm, his body was also straight like an arrow, and the corners of his forehead were blue and tendons.

The blood painting took two steps forward, blocking Yuan Fengqing and said, "If you want to fight, you will fight, why not come up with a lot of nonsense, just a waste of time." ”

"You...... Look for death! Zhengsu couldn't help but be angry when he saw that he dared to be so arrogant under heavy surrounding.

As soon as he finished speaking, a yin wind suddenly blew in the forest, and Zheng Su's body flew out uncontrollably over the heads of the demon cultivators and quickly flew out backwards, so frightened that he screamed and shouted repeatedly, "Help!" Help, master, ...... me! ”

Fortunately, he was not really blown by the inexplicable demon wind and did not know where to go, the black shadow flashed in front of him, and the evening wind pulled him back, his legs were still trembling when he landed, and his face was even more pale as paper. When he looked up at the blood painting on the opposite side, he was no longer arrogant before, and even subconsciously took two steps back and hid behind the evening breeze.

"Your Excellency is really amazing." The evening breeze finally spoke, but no longer looked at Yuan Fengqing, but stared coldly at the blood painting, judging from his tense posture, he was ready to fight, "Since you want to seize the Wood Spirit Bead, and your friend killed the beast god again, and the beast clan is not in the same sky, since my demon clan is allied with the beast clan, it is obliged to capture the enemy for them." Go ahead and don't waste time! ”

Blood Painting admired his bold decision a little, his eyes flashed brightly, and he was about to step forward to meet him with an indifferent look, when he saw a blue shadow flash in front of him, Yuan Fengqing suddenly walked in front of him, and invited the demon lord on the opposite side to fight, "Since the beast god was killed by me, and the wood spirit bead is also what I want, the person you want to challenge should be me." But I have one condition, do you dare to agree? ”

frowned slightly, although the blood painting was a little displeased, it did not stop Yuan Fengqing's challenge, but took two steps back, slowly leaning on the trunk behind him to prepare to watch the battle.