Chapter 2 The mountain green demon is burning

Three months later, Xiao Manshu was careless and left alone and was blocked in the alley. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

I have to sigh, Dai Qizhi is a person, and he really practiced the adage of "it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years", and he endured it for so long before he hired a gangster to take revenge! Even if she was sent to the hospital, it would be difficult to prove that he did it.

Xiao Manshu lowered his waist slightly, staring nervously at the three burly men in front of him. She's learned a little grappling and has a bottle of wolf spray in her bag, but I'm afraid it's not enough. She's got to think about the strategy! If—

The wind in the back of his head, a slap of a stick, Xiao Manshu fainted.

It was about a hallucination, and she saw a mountain in the clouds.

The mountain is so tall that the greenery can drip down. Occasionally, there are some décors. It was the height of summer, and the summer flowers were scorching and ready to burn.

Everything seemed to be normal, except that the air was so heavy that it seemed to freeze the whole space like amber. If someone were here, they would feel like they couldn't breathe.

And yet no one.

There is no one, not even wild beasts. Not even insects. There are no beetles' small claws crawling on the leaf surface, and there is no earthworm wriggling in the soil.

This huge mountain is caged by a heavy sense of death.

There are four pinnacles around it, which seem to nail it.

These four peaks rise from the ground, one is fiery red, one is icy blue, one is yellow, and one is azure, and the walls are like knives, and the shape is cold.

Outside the peak, there are no people, but the animals and insects are still living normally. Within the peaks, there is a dead world.

Suddenly there was movement in the midst of death.

There was a tall grass under a large tree, moving slightly. It's like being blown by the wind. But if it was the wind, why was there still a dead silence all around, only this small clump of grass began to tremble. Like the heart of a dying patient, weak and firm: snap, snap, snap!

With the trembling melody of the grass, the four pinnacles seemed to rise one higher again.

Suddenly, there was a pair of sharp looks, standing out from the grass! The top is bifurcated, like a pair of pointed halberds.

The halberd continued to stretch outward, slowly and with great force. With this force, the entire turquoise mountains in it fluctuated and stretched out like the fury of the mountain demon, and countless flowers, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, bloomed desperately, as if they did not open at this moment, there would be no tomorrow.

In the blink of an eye, the mountain was full of demon flowers, and the pair of pointed halberds also stretched to the end, revealing a hairy head. But it was a deer.

The deer raised its hooves to the east, and its hooves stepped on the wind, and it snorted.

The green peaks in the east are suddenly blurred into fog, and the sharp wind in the fog is like an arrow, weaving and sealing the entire east side road. The deer raised its hooves and howled several times, but still could not pass, so annoyed that it crashed back and turned west.

How can a deer howl?

In the midst of this, its form had changed, its head was unkempt, its size was huge, and its antlers were pressed into its skull by the wind, and it came out of its mouth.

And the green mist in the east condensed back to Qingfeng, and there were stones at the bottom of the peak that collapsed into sand, and the gravel turned into five thin ugly men, who fell to the ground, and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths. They all put a long sword on their backs, and the waist was tied with embroidery thread, and a sign was tied to the silk, and the brand was coiled into two strange characters with gold thread, which were very different from the Chinese characters, but Manshu recognized it for some reason: this was "Bodhi".

Under the word "Bodhi", there is also a monster with two claws, which looks like a Jiao, and the attitude is uneven.

These five people have the lowest skill and the most serious injuries, and they can no longer coalesce into Qingfeng with their companions.

And the demon was blocked in the end, and he couldn't cross the east, so he had to turn around and go west, and he no longer had the shape of a deer, and even his hooves were gone, and he turned into four hands, all of which were enchanting and graceful, and grabbed towards the fiery red mountain peak in the west. But when he saw the scales shining, countless silver-white scales rose on his fingers. And the fingertips opened small blood-red mouths, like snake letters, towards the red peak.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and the red peak turned into a raging flame, burning towards the demon snake. The demon snake raised its silver scales to block the flames, and the snake's mouth bit into the red flames. This red flame is entangled with the demon snake. The mountain demon flowers are fanning and undulating, like countless bees and insects, as if they are about to fly up at any time to help, but in the end they wilt and turn into ashes. The beautiful mountains, which were originally thick and dripping, were covered by a little gray stain and black spots after the demon flowers withered, like a skin disease. The demon snake was finally defeated by the flame power and retreated again. The flames turned into red peaks again, and a few people still retreated to respite and heal.

The snake turned around and headed south.

Huangfeng in the south, ready for battle.

Who knew that the demon snake was somersaulting in mid-air, and all the gray stains and black spots all over the mountain flew up, filling the sky. The four peaks hurriedly threw strange lines of light to seal these spots tightly. In this chaos, the shadow of the demon snake has been lost.

I saw that the eastern green peak shot out a millimeter of light, and the western red peak threw out a thin net. The light was fixed, and the demon-shaped phantom was finally seen in the light network, wandering uncertainly.

The northern blue peak also sprinkled a mirror. The wisps swayed fluently, following the demon shadow, and finally forced it to appear: it had become a chaotic and dim and unknown shape, and fled towards Huang Feng.

Huang Feng waited steadily.

Lan Feng Jingmang chased after the monster, trying to catch the monster's tail.

"Not good!" Several alarms sounded.

It turned out that the monster was not cunning, and it was approaching Huang Feng, but it was still just a false move. As soon as Lan Feng moved, several clusters of demonic aura lurking near Lan Feng scurried up, trying to break through.

Fortunately, the slender lines that blocked the gray and black spots are still responsible for blocking the demonic atmosphere.

But listen to the monster voice and laugh: "Sky spider web? Thank you for raising this good fat spider and sending us a good meal! As he spoke, he really opened his mouth and rushed over. The sky was full of cacophony. A few silver-white dots rolled down from the air, and when they fell to the ground, they became fat silver spiders, all of them were seriously injured, and they couldn't roll around with their stomachs. The slender network cables that flashed in different lights also fell one after another.

On this day, although the cobwebs can block the flying spots of the demon flower, it is obviously not enough to fight the enemy for the demon atmosphere that rises.

The power of this demonic aura impact seems to be just a few spider silk swinging and a few silver spiders falling, but in fact, it has the power of a small nuclear bomb!

On this day, the cobweb, under such a huge impact, appeared a large gap in the mouth of the bowl.

Such a large gap is enough. Seeing that these demons are about to rush out!

I only heard a clear voice: "Rats dare? I saw a plain light flying from the waist of Lanfeng Peak, showing a human form, a beauty who did not distinguish between men and women, with a smoky head and eyebrows, floating out of the dust, holding a round double moon ring in his hand, and holding the demon atmosphere on his head.

The demonic atmosphere squeaked and squeaked, struggling for a while, and gradually revealed its original form. But they are also human.

He said that he was human, but his whole body was blood-red, as if he had peeled off his skin. His eyes were splashed with blood!

The demon screamed, and the four peaks came out together, and they saw the wood and the wood, the golden edge, the hookah, the flames, the earth peaks, the wind roaring, the flying fists and legs, destroying the flowers and leaves, the cast steel and blood, the waterfall of the stream, the steaming bone molten sand, the ground and the soul swallowing, what a big battle!

The bloody demon suddenly looked at Manshu.