The two of them were originally plotting to make which city to be the next target of destruction, but now they will stop talking about it and start focusing on the events of the Demon Tree.

"Senior Zhang, I think I'll go to the valley first and catch the tree spirit back, the things on its body have been sucked by the blood of 2,000 people last time, I'm afraid it should also be ripe, and the little cub is obedient, if it is disobedient, take off the rosary fern and strangle it alive." "Clear the ruthless.

"Don't kill him, Manting mentioned to me before that she wants to use the branches of the dryad to refine medicine, I'll go over with you to take a look." ”

Not long after he was emptied, he gathered more than two dozen disciples and followed him to the valley.

Unexpectedly, as soon as more than 20 people walked out of the courtyard, they saw Luo Manting coming from the opposite side and was walking face to face with them.

After understanding everyone's purpose, Luo Manting smiled at Zhang Mo and said, "I'll go with you, it's too boring to stay here all day." ”

As he spoke, he twisted his waist and squeezed at Zhang Mo.

"It's good that we can also go outside to see the scenery and smell the flowers. ”

As Zhang Mo spoke, he gently took Luo Ting into his arms, ignoring the fact that there were others on the side, he hugged each other in front of the public, and was so intimate that the ears of others were red.

It seems that they have shown their affection in front of others, and although these people are all red-faced, their faces are full of lewd smiles.

"No, let's go catch the tree spirit first, and then come back later, there are people on the side!"

After all, Luo Manting is still a woman, and she feels that it is not good to be so profligate in front of so many people, so she smiled and said while refusing.

"Little goblin, I'll fight you for another five hundred rounds at night, let's go!"

Zhang Mo finally kissed Luo Manting the cheek, hugged her tightly and got on the spirit bird that he had prepared before, and the messenger took him towards the valley.

Qingkong walked with more than 20 subordinates, following behind Zhang Mo and the others.

Ever since he was forced to take the Soul Eater poison by the pair of men and women, he was like a lackey of the two, at his command, at his mercy, and of course, he was not surprised by the various coy attitudes between the two.

Qingkong felt that the two of them were not sincere, they just liked each other's appearance, especially Zhang Mo, who also had a lot of lovers and bed partners in private.

But the two need to use each other, so neither of them can completely leave the other.

Although Qingkong has always been ashamed to be with these two people, he has no choice but to control his life in the hands of the other party, and he has long been pinched by death.

If he doesn't take the antidote of the Soul Devouring Poison once in three years, even if he is a Daluo Immortal, he will still die, so while he is afraid of those two, he has a deep hatred, but he hides it very deeply, and the impression he gives to those two is always loyal servants.

The two of them didn't know that the spirit pill could cure the poison of the soul, and he didn't want them to find out that they were secretly looking for an antidote, so this time he went to the valley to find the dryad, he originally wanted to go by himself, but now it has become a situation of traveling in a group.

But because of this, one of his lives was not lost there.

Besides, He Lang and Qing Qilin arrived at the place that had been discussed in advance, and hid in a secret area.

They didn't know that the other party was all coming at once, and they thought about killing them first, and then cleaning them all up one by one.

So when the two of them saw twenty or thirty people falling from the sky, they were also stunned.

They saw that not only was it empty, but Zhang Mo and Luo Manting were also there.

He Lang was a little worried that they would lose if there were few of them, but seeing that Qing Qilin looked very confident, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He thought, it seems that Qing Qilin didn't look at each other in his eyes, if that's the case, let's have a spoonful of stew today, and none of them can run away.

Thinking about it, I started to get excited again.

In fact, Qing Qilin is not very sure, but he is the kind of character who is not chaotic in the face of danger, no matter how strong the opponent is, he never cares, and in the face of anyone, he dares to touch the opponent's moldy head.

This quality is of course good, but it was mistaken by He Lang.

So, as soon as the group of people landed, He Lang and Qing Qilin roared twice and appeared in front of everyone.

Zhang Mo, who was the leader, saw the ugly, black-headed and black-brained ugly man on the opposite side at a glance.

"What's the matter, you're wild here, you don't know who I am, do you?"

The corners of Zhang Mo's mouth twitched upwards slightly, and he looked at the two people in front of him with a dark smile, feeling very ridiculous.

He didn't expect that there would be two robbers, and the targets of the robbery turned out to be a few of them.

He Langba smacked the half of the grass root in his mouth, squinted his little eyes and shook his head: "I don't care who you are, don't want to leave alive when you get here!"

Since He Lang's appearance was ruined, he has completely disregarded any of his own images, and now he not only looks like a scoundrel, but also develops in the direction of a street and a scoundrel.

"Ugly ghost, I think you're really looking for death, and the robbery has robbed us!"

After Zhang Mo and a few people around him laughed wildly, he slammed his palm and headed towards the ugly ghost.

Qing Qilin had been frowning on the side just now, with an embarrassed look.

He didn't expect that the helper next to him would also pull him to the level of roadblock robbery.

But seeing that the other party's palms had hit He Lang, he also hurriedly took the move with his palms.

Zhang Mo went directly to He Lang's door, but Qing Qilin blocked in front of the other party and took the palm alive.

only heard a loud "bang", and after the two palms struck, the two of them retreated more than a dozen steps at the same time.

Both of them were shocked by this scene, they didn't expect the other party's internal strength to be so profound.

Before, Zhang Mo just glanced at He Lang's cultivation and found that he was only a cultivation in the Qi refining period, so he didn't treat the two of them as dishes, and now he knew his mistake.

Immediately, as soon as his dantian lifted his qi, a layer of purple gas faintly appeared around his body, and the purple gas surrounded Zhang Mo in it, and the whole person was set off extremely strange and mysterious, and a cold and arrogant face was set off extremely handsome.

Qing Qilin was also very surprised when he saw a layer of purple qi appear around Zhang Mo's body, he had seen a layer of purple qi on the other party's body in Bishui Pavilion, but he didn't pay attention to where it came from at that time.

At that time, he only thought that the purple qi that appeared only when Zhang Mo used a defensive magic weapon, but now it became clear that this was the pure yang body protection that he had raised from the dantian.

This technique is not too strange to Qing Qilin, his former brother has this skill, the more he thinks about it, the more strange he feels, the person in front of him not only looks like his best friend, but also has the true qi of the pure yang body, but the color of their gas is different, his brother's is only light blue, and the person in front of him is already dark purple.

That exercise is not an ordinary difficulty, but like the immortal body of Vajra, it takes a lot of chance to find it.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world?

The more Qing Qilin thought about it, the more he didn't understand, and at the same time, Zhang Mo also found that the two-meter-tall strong man on the opposite side was not an ordinary difficulty.

The palm momentum he struck out could be easily dissolved by him, if it wasn't for someone who was similar to him, he wouldn't have this ability at all, he secretly guessed, where did this strong man come from?

Could it be that the days of doing whatever you want in the upper cultivation realm will be interrupted?

Thinking of this, in the battle, be more cautious.

He Lang was also very nervous watching the battle from the sidelines, he thought that Qing Qilin could have the upper hand, but he didn't expect that as soon as the purple qi on Zhang Mo's body came out, the strength and weakness of the two of them were immediately revealed.

Obviously, Zhang Mo's layer of purple qi has an extremely powerful defensive ability, and he can even ignore the palm wind that the other party swept on him, as long as he unloads the palm power, he can completely deal with it freely.

Qing Qilin was different, not only was his defense weak, but he was also tired of dodging Zhang Mo's uniform palm wind from time to time, as long as he was swept up, his internal organs would be as painful as if he was overturned.

The two fought from the ground to mid-air, and the colorful divine light reflected in the air.

The two of them were still attacking each other, and the green qilin slapped a soul palm, and the palm wind twisted and swung towards Zhang Mo's throat.

Even if the other party has a pure yang body, the throat is also a weak position of defense, Zhang Mo did not dare to slack off, and with a wave of his right palm, a purple light rose, and his whole body crossed another layer of defense.

And the power of the green unicorn's palm not only did not hurt the opponent's throat, but was also shocked back a few steps, stood unsteadily, and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Zhang Mo hurriedly attacked a few palms, completely ignoring the opponent's attack, and violently pushed his palms towards the door of the Qing Qilin.

At this time, Zhang Mo obviously had the upper hand.

At this moment, the one of the men next to him whispered a few words to him, and then stepped aside.

Qingkong's gaze at He Lang was not so cold, but full of ** to hunt.

He suddenly made a move and grabbed He Lang's throat, trying to restrain the other party's throat and catch the person.

The subordinate and Qingkong were not talking about anything else, but reported to him that the ugly man with the black face was most likely the person with the vision they had been looking for.

This subordinate was one of the people who Qingkong specially sent to Qingyu Mansion to assist in investigating He Lang's whereabouts, and when he saw this person's appearance, it was very consistent with the clues he found, so he told Qingkong.

At present, Qingkong still can't connect the black-faced ugly man in front of him with He Lang, he thinks that these should be two different people, but there are indeed many similarities between the two, which makes him very puzzled.

He didn't have time to figure it out, though, and flew towards the man who could bring him the antidote to the Soul Eater.

At the same time, the green unicorn also discovered the act of emptying.

Although he was at a disadvantage compared to Zhang Mo, he could still easily defeat the last mortal body who had not become an immortal.

So as soon as he raised his left palm, a palm wind shook the clear air far away, and he fell to the ground and fainted on the spot.

When He Lang saw that the green unicorn helped him out of the siege, he was very grateful.

At this time, the other person, Luo Manting, was not idle, and she also went towards He Langmian's door.

She also heard the words of the subordinate just now, and when she saw that she was empty and fell to the ground, she shot directly.

Just when she was about to split He Lang with both palms, she suddenly felt a pain in her heart, and the person immediately swayed.

His eyes suddenly lost his mind, as if he had entered a nightmare, and he couldn't control himself at all.

Zhang Mo was very surprised when he saw this, and he rushed to the Qing Qilin again, hoping to quickly solve one first, and the ugly man would naturally be easy to deal with.