"Hmph—since you've been here a long time ago, how long will you hide?" Leng Duhua clasped her hands to her chest, and her clear and powerful voice pierced through the dark and gloomy jungle of powerwood, enduring.

The unkempt man had already felt a sinister aura lingering around, and there were five subordinates present at that time, so he didn't take it too seriously, listening to Leng Muhua say this, he glanced around, and felt that the evil aura was getting closer and closer.

"Ha-ha-ha-the protector of the spiritual realm is really true." Sure enough, a man with eyes like an eagle, a face as long as a horse, and deep and cold facial features, but a pale face, jumped out and entered everyone's sight.

"Third brother." The unkempt man couldn't help but be overjoyed, and pulled the horse-faced man's hand and asked enthusiastically, "When did you come?" "The Five Monarchs of the Demon Dao, since the time of worship, are divided by age and young, and they are commensurate with brothers. As soon as the unkempt man saw him coming, he was so excited that he rubbed his hands, and now it was really a charcoal in the snow! Because he knew in his heart that the third brother's magic power was actually much stronger than his own, and with such a strong helper, were he afraid that he would not be able to take revenge?

"You have been out for so many days, and you have not sent anyone back to deliver a letter, the boss is afraid that something will happen to you, so he asked me to come to you." Speaking of this, Demon Lao San's eyes swept over Leng Duhua's body like a knife, and the leaves and grass of the land he plundered trembled slightly.

Sun Qingshang saw that the unkempt man did not come to chase him, and teleported to the side of Yuan Zhu's mother and son. From a distance, I saw Leng Duhua holding a bottle of bronze ancient artifact in his hand, like a treasure. Confronted two men in black, one was naturally an unkempt man, while the other couldn't see his face clearly when he stood far away, but his whole body exuded a low and cold evil aura. The sharp eyes were like a bamboo, changing the aura around them. At first glance, he is a ruthless person.

I only heard the unkempt man ask, "Third brother, how do you know that he is the spiritual protector?" I obviously saw him at the boss's birthday party, he is an employee of the boss's company, but he should not be a mortal, he is good at using spiritual power, hum~ What purpose do you say he lurks next to the boss? And he just killed five of my brothers. We can't let him go in any case. ”

"Hmm." Demon Lao San nodded, the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, and said gloomily: "The bracer he uses is the wrist of the golden soul given by the elders of the spirit realm, which is used to protect the common people in the spirit world, if he is not the protector of the spirit realm, how can he hold such a magic weapon." After speaking, he stared at Sun Qingsheng's hand with deep meaning.

Sun Qingshang, who was standing in the distance, shuddered. Nima, what kind of eyes is this, as if it can suck people's hearts, she lowered her head and looked at the golden bracers on her hands, the hollow wristband, carved with the shape of the moire god ~ beast ~ entanglement. It looks more like an ordinary gold object with a little age and a sense of vicissitudes.

Sun Qingshang stroked it with his hand, secretly thinking, this bracer was given to him by the Spirit Realm Elder? That is what the master gave him? A legendary spiritual protector? Is there really a human being? I only listened to its name, but did not see its form. Sister Baihe, who was also an elf back then, said that at the time of the Flying Immortal Ceremony, one of the protectors disappeared overnight with a Wanlun royal weapon. Disappeared without a sound. Leave behind a thick fog.

Hey, Sun Qingshang sighed, and he also asked the master, how did the king weapon disappear? The master was always sad and shook his head silently. Back then, because the spirit world lost the ten thousand wheel royal weapons, the elves could not fly to immortals, so that the spirit world gradually declined, and people's hearts were panicked and withered.

And the remaining three Dharma Protectors are also absent from the spirit realm all year round. The name is beautiful: looking for the royal weapon, but it is also sluggish and decadent, and it is sluggish. I still don't know where they are. If Leng Duhua is one of the spiritual protectors, then is he the one who stole the royal weapon, or is he the one who tracks down the royal weapon? Sun Qingshang suddenly became nervous. But the sound of a fight was heard from the field.

But seeing that the black evil qi was like a giant plate axe heading straight towards Leng Muhua, Leng Duhua did not make a hard connection, jumped up, flipped in the air, changed direction, and swept towards the top of the tree.

"Bang-" The huge air flow smashed a black pit on the ground, burning the ground and sizzling, and a burning smell constantly filled the air. The third demon retracted his momentum, and said with great contempt: "Hmph~ But that's it, do you know how to hide?" If you're going to use your little demon bottle to take me, I'd advise you to save it, or I'll blame me for crushing it. In the end, the third demon gritted his teeth, and his face was as white as ever.

Seeing the unkempt man clapping triumphantly on the side, a trace of uneasiness flashed in Sun Qingsheng's heart. Although he didn't get along with Leng Duhua for a long time, after repeated observations and the perfect evaluation of him by the people around him, he came to an outrageous conclusion: this person has a black belly and has been identified. Sun Qingshang put a big postmark on him in his heart!

I only heard Leng Duhua reply slowly, "You? Into the Demon Bottle? As he spoke, he flicked the ash on it with his fingers, and said very lovingly: "I'm afraid I'll stain it."

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm dead or alive, see if I don't break your body into thousands of pieces tonight." The third demon said, the seventh level of the Dark Luck Soul Breaking Plate Axe.

"Hey, I said you'd better use the Soul Breaker Plate Axe level 9, everyone is a man, fight quickly." Leng Duhua said, turning around and flipping, the person had landed lightly and chicly.

"Third brother, look, this kid knows our magic routines very well, he" The unkempt man was horrified when he saw him repeating his old tricks, and he trembled and rushed to remind the third demon so as not to be fooled.

The third demon just made a silent gesture, and said to Leng Duhua with an expressionless face: "Hmph, since you can predict the next five seconds, then you should also know that you are in a catastrophe, right?" ”