Auntie, you are a good person, I will avenge you!

Pan Yang swooped down towards the Wood Demon, the Wood Demon suddenly sensed his killing intent, and with the help of the Yin Wind Wood Demon, he suddenly shook his head, "Boom", countless pitch-black leaves flew towards Pan Yang like raindrops!

It's raining all over the sky!

Pan Yang was shocked by the Wood Demon's hand, and the leaves were like small knives, enveloping his direction!

What made Pan Yang even more depressed was that the leaves of the wood demon were even farther than the range of his flying sword!

It's too much!

"Boom!"

A faint black halo appeared around Pan Yang, like a moon halo, like smoke and fog, like a dream!

"Sneer......"

When the leaves hit Pan Yang's protective aura, they turned into a trace of black smoke, which was ruthlessly devoured by the black halo!

Those countless pitch-black leaves are countless wisps of black smoke, and this wave of Pan Yang earned it first! Ghost cultivation is like this, when there is a gap in strength, the strong side will fight stronger and stronger, and the weak side will fight weaker and weaker!

However, if the strength is almost the same, there will be no devouring effect, so this wood demon is weaker than Pan Yang!

When he swooped into the range, a brilliant sword light flew out of Pan Yang's body, as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder!

The wood demon realized the horror of the bright sword light, so countless branches crisscrossed into a large net to block the bright sword light, but the bright sword light was indestructible and indestructible!

"Sneer—"

It's like easily tearing apart a piece of white paper, and the bright sword light penetrates the "big net" like a bamboo!

"Boom-"

The bright sword light slammed into the big mouth on the trunk of the Wood Demon, and with a loud bang, the Wood Demon exploded to pieces!

But Pan Yang did not relax because of this, he grew wise, and the bright sword light quickly thrust under the pitch-black yin sand, and output wildly! The bright sword light in the hazy night sky once again set off a meteor shower!

At the same time, wisps of black smoke rose from under the yin sand, and were swept away by the greedy light of the bright sword light!

"That's it!"

Pan Yang withdrew the brilliant sword light and flew back to Kong Zhenren triumphantly: "Master, am I awesome?" ”

Kong Zhenren was very calm: "Don't worry! Let's see a little longer! ”

Pan Yang was inexplicable: "What else is there to see?" ”

Kong Zhenren smiled and said nothing, just looked down at the large open space in the middle of the grove that was flattened by Pan Yang.

Pan Yang didn't know what Kong Zhenren was watching, but since Kong Zhenren wanted to watch it, he had to watch it with him.

About half an hour later, Pan Yang was about to fall asleep, and suddenly heard Kong Zhenren convey his spirits for thousands of miles:

"Look, boy!"

Pan Yang hurriedly looked at the large clearing in the middle of the grove, and saw that a thin root suddenly poked out of the dark sand! The thin tendrils were not much thicker than matchsticks, and they were like thieves who were sneaking around them! After confirming the safety, the thin roots burrowed under the yin sand again, followed the yin sand to raise a line, and fled towards the distance "rustle"!

And this kind of operation? Pan Yang couldn't believe his eyes, this wood demon even knew how to use it!

After the wood demon found out that he was defeated by Pan Yang, he deliberately threw out most of his body, hiding only a small root!

Pan Sunshine was so happy to kill that he really didn't notice that little root!

Of course, even if he noticed, Pan Yang would not have imagined that the Wood Demon could be resurrected by that small root!

"Chop the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows again!" Kong Zhenren educated Pan Yang earnestly: "See, right?

"Wood Devils aren't stupid either!

"If you don't destroy that little root just now, that little root will run away and recharge somewhere else! Wait until it's strong enough to make a comeback, and some ghost cultivators die like this! ”

I wonder if the old locust tree before also escaped a small root...... Pan Yang muttered in his heart, and swooped down again, closely chasing the line that was raised by Yin Sha, and the bright sword light pursued as fast as lightning!

"Boom!"

With the rise and fall of the bright sword light, a hysterical ghost crying wolf howl suddenly sounded under the yin sand!

Wisps of black smoke rose up, so large that Pan Yang was surprised: although the roots are small, the connotation is quite rich!

When Pan Yang flew back, Kong Zhenren told him, "See, right? This little root accounts for at least 30%!

"What is concentrated is the essence!"

Pan Yang thought so, but he didn't expect the wood demon to condense thirty percent of his strength into this small root!

It's so cunning!

"Are wood demons cunning?" Kong Zhenren seemed to see through what Pan Yang was thinking, stroked his goatee and shook his head and said, "Where is this!" The Hairy Demon, the Feather Demon, and the Scale Demon are more cunning than the other! In vain, you must have more eyes in the future, and don't underestimate your opponent! So that we won't die again, we've all died once, and we really don't have a chance to die again! ”

After abusing the master for so long, the master finally has the appearance of the master! Pan Yang was honest: "I know Master!" ”

Kong Zhenren nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, let's continue!" ”

……

Pan Yang had been fighting against the Wood Demons all night, and by the time it was almost dawn, he had killed a total of three Wood Demons.

The Three Wood Demons made Pan Yang's "Xuanmen Evil Qi" even more powerful, but Kong Zhenren did not teach him new exercises.

Kong Zhenren said that he couldn't pass on the new exercises to Pan Yang without authorization, and he had to wait until Pan Yang joined Qingcheng.

Pan Yang was not in a hurry, and after waking up, he found all the materials in the store and learned to make his own vestments.

Of course, the magic robes made by his father are good, but Pan Yang feels that he should also master this family heirloom technique. Besides, the magic clothes made by my father are so good, and when I go to the netherworld, it is a magic weapon, and Pan Yang still understands the truth that the husband is not guilty of his crimes. Pan Yang doesn't want to be killed and robbed of treasures, and Pan Yang actually wants to know-

What grade will be the Dharma robe made by yourself?

The mother hugged the fat rabbit with a loveless face, and asked Pan Jinsuo while masturbating: "What's wrong with my son?"

"Didn't he die before and didn't learn?"

"I don't know, but isn't it great?" Pan Jinsuo looked at his son who was studying hard with relief: "In the past, I was always worried that the ancestral craftsmanship of our old Pan family was broken in my hands, and I am sorry for the ancestors......

"Now I'm relieved!"

Seeing Pan Yang's clumsy appearance, the mother asked worriedly, "Is my son okay?" ”

"Why not?" Pan Jinsuo hugged his arms and said firmly: "He is the seed of our old Pan family!"

"Our old Pan family is an ancestral papermaker, and the men of our old Pan family have gold leaf flowing in their blood!"

Mom glanced at him: "Here it is again......

Pan Jinsuo didn't pay attention to her, only staring at his son with bright eyes, he could see that his son remembered everything!

Although my son is a little clumsy, there is nothing wrong with every step, and he really pays attention to details!

Details determine success or failure, and my son will definitely be able to do it!

[This chapter is the first chapter of the Tianhai Xiangyun Alliance]