Chapter 293: Evil Obstacles, Don't Quickly Reveal Their Original Form!
"Demon Monk!"
"Ahead is the Black Mountain Realm, do you really want to die with me?"
Five days had passed since Tang Luo chased the Dryad Grandma.
In the past five days, Tang Luo ran around like a chicken and killed three goblins who were causing trouble.
There were also two other ones who kept to themselves, but Tang Luo didn't do anything.
In five days, I earned a lot of merit and gained something, and I also completed two tasks, and I was in a good mood.
Tang Luo was in a good mood, but the dryad grandmother was desperate and furious, like the last struggle and roar of a dying man.
In the past five days, he also understood what the demon monk who was chasing him behind him was thinking.
He Nai, the other party's strength is indeed extremely strong, no matter against that goblin, even if the strength is not far from him, it is nothing more than a matter of reaching out and grabbing it.
The big hand that fell was like a catastrophe, and it was impossible to resist.
Today's Dryad Grandma has long since lost the size of when she first saw it.
The original root system and the place where it took root had shrunk to less than 100 square meters, and a large willow tree had also shrunk to its normal size, with a hollow in the middle.
It looked dry and dying, and the face of a man and a woman loomed over the willow tree, letting out a venomous roar.
As for the doppelganger, he had already been crushed by Tang Luo during the chase.
"Oh, have you reached the Black Mountain Stream?" Tang Luo said casually.
At the beginning, he got the address of the Black Mountain Stream from the mouth of the snake demon, but it was just a rather ancient location statement, which was different from the current one, and it was only a large range compared to the ancient books.
Tang Luo didn't deliberately look for it first, just let it be.
The stream of the Black Mountain does not show the mountains and rivers, and the Longya Daomen only knows but does not know very well, it is not the kind of place where the demons must be controlled.
Now the tree demon grandmother was forced to the limit by him, and finally came to this black mountain stream.
Tang Luo was a little curious, what kind of place was this place that didn't show much landscape in the world, and even if he hadn't heard of it, there were not many cultivators who had heard of it.
"Together?" Tang Luo laughed, "You run more further." ”
But he stopped and didn't continue to chase.
The Dryad Grandma also "rooted" in place, during this time he kept moving, losing a lot of essence and blood, and now he is close to the state of running out of oil and lamps.
It was already impossible to move two hours ago, and if it weren't for the strange thing, it would still be able to maintain a slow movement.
must have been chased and killed by this demon monk.
Just looking at Tang Luo's current appearance, the "head" of the tree demon grandmother suddenly sobered up a little because of anger, fear, and despair, and he can live to this day.
Where is it relying on some strange thing, just because this demon monk has no intention of killing him!
The Black Mountain Stream in front of him is probably the end of this journey, the place where his bones are buried!
"Hahahaha!"
The dryad laughed loudly, and her voice was indescribably poignant.
"Who's making noise in front of the stream!"
A beautiful voice with a hint of dissatisfaction interrupted the laughter of the Dryad Grandma.
The dryad's laughter came to an abrupt end, and the willow tree itself shook and changed, turning into a human form.
However, this figure is also quite strange, the hands and feet and limbs are no different from dry branches, but the body remains human, and the head on the top of the head is a wooden head.
But there are two faces, one male and one female, distorted and resentful, and finally turned into a color of pleaser.
"It's you, the dryad, what are you doing here?"
The one who spoke was a twenty-eight-year-old girl, with a pair of animal ears on top of her head, gorgeously dressed, and a fiery red fox tail could be seen wagging behind her.
There were also a few little vixens behind him, who were transformed into seven-seven-eighty-eight, looking a little funny and a little shocked.
"This demon monk wants to punish the demons in the world, and ask the demon king of Montenegro to save his life!" The tree demon grandmother threw herself to the ground and bowed down to this little demon whose cultivation and Taoism were far inferior to her own.
Just looking for a glimmer of life.
As long as this demon monk has a conflict with the Black Mountain Stream, he can live!
"This will be the Demon King of Montenegro?" The little fox chuckled, looked at the tree demon grandmother, and said in a sarcastic tone, "Childe has a word, if you don't create a demon who kills evil, come to my black mountain stream, he can shelter him." If you move your mind and sneak out, he won't care anymore. ”
"But this kind of demons, if they come to the Black Mountain Stream for help, it is a dead end."
"In addition, if you create a demon who kills evil, you can't come to my black mountain stream and disturb the purity of the son, when he can't kill 'people', can't you?"
After saying this, the two faces of the dryad grandmother were distorted, and her face was constantly changing.
"This demon monk wants to kill all the demons in the world, and the demon king has no way to stay out!" The tree demon said sadly, he had no way to defend himself, he could only drag the Black Mountain Stream into the water.
The little fox looked away, looked at Tang Luo and asked, "Little Master, you shouldn't have any thoughts about my Black Mountain Stream, right?" The Black Mountain Stream has always been peaceful and self-contained, ignoring the affairs of the world. ”
It seems to be soft, but in fact it is very arrogant.
can force the tree demon grandma to such an embarrassment, how to say that he is also the strongest among the Jindan monks.
But the little fox directly called "Little Master", which is related to Tang Luo's young appearance, but it also shows her trust in the strength of the old demon of Montenegro.
"It depends on whether what you little fox said is true." Tang Luo said.
Keeping to himself, he has no interest in cleaning up the demons who live in peace.
Even if the "ass" of the power of merit is biased towards the humane side, it will not be possible to gain merit by killing a little demon casually.
If the Black Mountain Stream is indeed a peaceful side, Tang Luo can just knock it a little to make sure that they will not cause any damage to Da You.
As for the future, Tang Luo will not care about the future.
Protecting Da You is for the task, and it's not that he really empathizes with it and regards Da You as his home and country.
In the ears of the little fox, these words were extremely harsh, depending on whether what she said was true?
I've never seen anyone who doesn't take the Black Mountain Stream so seriously.
Glaring at Tang Luo, the little fox was quite a bit open and dancing, and the group of little goblins behind him also grinned at Tang Luo.
The tree demon grandma was happy in her heart, this demon monk was so arrogant, he actually directly faced the Black Mountain Stream.
And the arrogance of the Black Mountain Stream, compared to this demon monk, is obviously only stronger than weak.
I'm afraid the two sides are about to collide.
"Little Master, what a big breath." Sure enough, after glaring at it a few times, the little fox's tone became more and more unkind, "My Black Mountain Stream, can it still be your turn to take care of it?" ”
As she spoke, there was a rustling sound between the surrounding jungles.
A group of spirits appeared one after another, surrounding Tang Luo, all kinds of colors, and the only thing in common was only one, they were all "female".
The Howling Dog, which was lying on Tang Luo's shoulder, jumped to the ground, revealing a small sharp tooth.
I didn't wait for the surrounding spirits to laugh or laugh because of this cute tanuki.
The howl of the wolf resounded in the sky.
The Roaring Sky Dog instantly entered a battle state, and a giant wolf that seemed to be burning with black flames appeared in the demons to ask for money, and his blood-colored eyes swept over.
Let the spirits stand back.
Although there are a few united, it may not be impossible to fight with the Roaring Sky Dog in terms of strength on the bright side.
But these spirits have survived and lived under the protection of the old demon of Montenegro for a long time, and their original ferocity has almost been worn away.
The Roaring Sky Dog was originally following Yang Jian's side, and even Sun Wukong had bitten it, and then another wisp of remnant soul was reincarnated into a demon, and followed Tang Luo.
The killing was not light, and it immediately shocked these spirits.
"Demon monk, you really want to attack the Black Mountain Stream!" The provocation of the Dryad Grandma can be said to be quite clumsy.
But it doesn't matter, the confrontation between the two sides has become a momentum, and a war is about to start.
As soon as the old demon of Montenegro comes out, the matter can be over.
Sure enough, before the Roaring Sky Dog continued to release monstrous demonic energy, in the depths of the mountain forest, the sound of gurgling water that could be faintly heard suddenly disappeared.
"Who doesn't know what to do, dare to come to my Black Mountain Stream to spread wild?" A cold and arrogant voice came.
But the posture of the comer was very grand.
A few tall banshees carried a gorgeous soft sedan chair, hollowed out all around, like a small pavilion, and the curtain blocked the situation inside.
I could only vaguely see a few figures half-lying inside, lingering.
There are a lot of spirits around.
"Childe!"
"Childe!"
The sedan chair appeared, and a group of warblers and swallows all leaned over there, with countless styles in their eyebrows.
The face of the tree demon grandma couldn't help but twitch, who would have thought that the powerful old demon of Montenegro was actually such a desolate and lascivious virtue?
What kind of settlement is actually a big harem opened by this old demon of Montenegro.
Nested in the gentle township all day long and refused to come out.
But this is also a good thing for the monsters such as the dryad grandmother, if the old demons of Montenegro really have any ambitions, they are the monsters who are making waves outside, I am afraid that they will not be able to do it a long time ago.
"Cut off your arm, get out, my son will spare your life." The old demon of Montenegro nested in the gentle village in the soft sedan chair, refused to make a move, and refused to take a look outside, buried his head in the arms of the banshee beside him, and kept arching, vague.
The expression on Tang Luo's face was very strange, and it was obvious that he had an emotion that could not be expressed for a while.
Let the tree demon grandmother be overjoyed, this demon monk finally felt tricky.
"Let's go back." Tang Luo opened his mouth and said to the Howling Dog.
The howling dog obediently turned back into a cat and jumped onto Tang Luo's shoulder.
And as Tang Luo said that sentence just now, the demons felt that the atmosphere around them had changed, and the air seemed to be a few points heavier.
Inexplicable pressure gripped us.
But this pressure did not come from the white-clothed monk who was surrounded—it was not that he intended to do his best.
Instead, the Black Mountain Demon King in the soft sedan chair stopped his original movements, his body stiffened like wood, and the heavy feeling emanated from him.
"Gong ...... Zi ......" The banshee, who had a coquettish smile on her face, asked uneasily, feeling that the son in her arms was like a stone.
"What? Do you still want to be a teacher? ”
Tang Luo's face turned cold and he spoke.
"Whew-"
A gust of wind swept in, and as soon as the demons saw a flower in front of them, they saw a white shadow appear in front of the monk.
"Plop" and kneel down directly.
Holding each other's legs, he wailed, "Master! It's really you! I've had such a hard time! ”
It's just sad for those who hear it, and weep for those who see it.
Tang Luo was unmoved, and shook it off: "Evil obstacles, don't show your original form quickly!" ”