"Also, it doesn't work if you talk. Let's go inside. ”

After teasing the monkey, Zhang Xiaotian, who satisfied the bad taste, stepped towards the mysterious forest, and the monkey glanced at him with disdain, is it fun to tease me!

When I entered the forest, I saw that the thickest of these red trees was no thicker than an adult's wrist, and none of the branches of the trees were straight, and all of them were twisted into strange shapes.

A gust of wind blew, and the air flow passed through the irregular shapes formed by the branches of these trees, making a babbling sound, like a woman crying in a suppressed way, which seemed incomparably permeating.

The little black monkey shrunk its neck, such a strong intent to die, it wouldn't give birth to any monsters, right?

The deeper into the forest, the darker and darker the world became, the wind became stronger and stronger, with a feeling of 'yin' cold, and a thick fishy sweet smell came with the wind.

"Squeak!"

The little black monkey suddenly jumped and screamed.

"Pudding, don't make noise, I see, it seems like a person? Oh, and maybe a demon? ”

Zhang Xiaotian calmed his face, patted the head of the little black monkey, signaled it to be quiet, and then walked in the direction of the black shadow hanging on the branch in front of him.

The little black monkey froze in place, and then hurriedly jumped up and followed, this place is too infiltrating, it's better to follow this guy.

At least in such a dead and silent place, this guy can still reveal a little bit of vitality, this is the effect of the five dragons' body mastery, and the substantial improvement of physical functions allows Zhang Xiaotian not to be affected by the dead power of this mysterious forest.

And although the little monkey is at the eighth level of body refining, it is similar to Zhang Xiaotian from the realm, but in this forest, it is affected by death intent, so there will be nausea and chills.

Zhang Xiaotian slowly approached, staring at the black shadow on the tree above, and the more he looked, the more he felt like a human form.

Hula——, a gust of wind blew, Zhang Xiaotian stopped, the black shadow shook above his head, and a few drops of "coolness" dripped onto Lin Sen's face with the wind.

With enough eyesight, Zhang Xiaotian's gaze penetrated the darkness and looked at the black shadow, which was really a ...... Goblin.

None of this was surprising, he already had some guesses, it was probably the trial warrior of the Indiana family who died here six years ago.

What really made him feel strange was that this demon, who had been dead for at least six years, had not yet decayed, and there was still a little bit of vitality in his body.

As for the "coolness" that dripped on his face just now, Zhang Xiaotian saw it very clearly, but it was the saliva in the mouth of this death-prone male demon.

Enduring the nausea, Zhang Xiaotian looked down again, only to see that a big hole was broken in the chest of the male demon, which was pierced by the branches of the tree, and the tips of the red branches showed through.

Not only did the body not decompose, but even the blood remained fresh, flowing down the wound to the branches.

To Zhang Xiaotian's surprise, after the blood flowed to the tip of the branch, it did not continue to drip down, but penetrated into it, I don't know if it was absorbed by this tree, or ......

I was watching intently, and suddenly—

Squeak squeak!

The little monkey's voice sounded abruptly from behind, startling Zhang Xiaotian, "What's the call?" He looked back in displeasure and glared at the monkey.

"Squeak, squeak."

The little monkey didn't stop obediently, but pulled Zhang Xiaotian's clothes and screamed a few more times.

"What, you said you've seen this demon?"

Zhang Xiaotian asked uncertainly.

The little black monkey nodded repeatedly.

It seems that it is indeed the samurai of the Indiana family five years ago.

The question is, five years have passed, and the blood of this demon has not been drained?

No, Zhang Xiaotian suddenly took a step back, this tree is weird!

In the flash of thought, the thousand machines in his hand were already out of the sheath, stabbed out, turned into a thorn halfway, and fell on the corpse.

Unexpectedly, the corpse of the demon clan just shook, and it was still attached to the branches.

He let out a startled sigh, and the thousand machines changed into soft silk, wrapped around the lower half of the corpse, and pulled outward.

At this moment, the corpse's closed eyes suddenly opened, two bloody lights flashed away, the corpse opened its mouth and let out a silent roar, the void rippled in circles, and a strong fishy sweet smell followed.

Lived?

Wrong!

It's the branch behind him!

Although the corpse moved, the death intent on the body could not be concealed from Zhang Xiaotian, this was definitely a dead thing.

The branches of the trees inserted in the corpse of this demon clan made Zhang Xiaotian feel very wrong, and this branch contained a strong and extreme death intent, pure and condensed.

But perhaps it is because it is too condensed and too pure, and the extremes of things must be reversed, and there is a little vitality generated in the death intent of this branch.

This bit of vitality has a connection with the corpse on the branches, like a marionette, making the corpse of the demon clan move.

"Squeak, squeak."

The little monkey screamed.

Zhang Xiaotian glanced at it impatiently, "I know something is wrong, don't make any noise." ”

The little monkey pudding grinned silently at his back.

This naturally couldn't hide Zhang Xiaotian's induction, but he didn't bother to pay attention to the monkey, and focused on the branches that contained vitality.

As for the demon clan with teeth and claws, it was just a corpse, and he didn't pay attention to it.

Brush!

There seemed to be a gust of wind blowing around, and the demon clan in mid-air pounced down, Zhang Xiaotian casually slashed out a sword qi, and the corpse of the demon clan was not even cut off.

Hey?

Such a strong body?

Is it the demon warrior himself, or is it because of the influence of these death intentions?

Another sword slashed out, increasing the force.

Burst!

With a muffled sound, the corpse of the demon clan shook, and the tattered and decaying armor fell down, revealing a shallow cut on the skin, which was really shallow, only a layer of oily skin was cut.

Zhang Xiaotian was really surprised this time, his sword was six or seven percent powerful, and the strength of this corpse was beyond his expectations.

Then, hundreds of dense sword lights shot at the demon corpse like a dense bullet, shaking it endlessly, and the figure of the downward pounce also stagnated in mid-air.

Then a faint sword light silently bypassed the corpse, brushed it, and wiped over the branches that were stuck behind the corpse.

Ordinary, the corpse of the demon clan fell down, and the sword light that followed it shattered it.

Sure enough, this branch is playing tricks.

Zhang Xiaotian showed a hint of understanding, and the sword light in his hand did not stop, and he went straight to the strange tree that controlled the corpse of the demon clan.

Brush Brush Brush!

The defense of this strange tree was not as strong as the corpse it controlled, and it was cut to pieces by Zhang Xiaotian in the blink of an eye.

The little monkey pudding jumped and screamed behind him, and after watching the strange tree turn into pieces, he rushed up with a swish, and Zhang Xiaotian couldn't pull it even if he wanted to.

"Hey, come back, there's no loot to search for this thing!"

Then, Zhang Xiaotian's eyes widened, and he saw the little monkey jumping back with a black thing and handing it to him.

"What the hell is this?"

(End of chapter)