The wind hunted and hunted, and an invisible force violently tore through the barrier and broke in.

The enchantment that can drive away evil and avoid harm suddenly became a cage to trap himself, and the only gap guarded by the demon king began to catch turtles in the urn.

The demon king's eyes gradually became stronger, and spider silk threads surging like snakes sprang out from his sleeves, wielding and entangling people with demonic power, and with a light mention and a flick, Gao Yin's head flew out. Repeating this way, there are more than half of the Daoists still standing in the enchantment.

Seeing that so many people were sent flying, the disciples of Shenxiao were blocking across the sword in it, and they were also knocked out because of the powerful demon qi, and they lay on the ground with their heads on their backs holding their swords.

"If you want to die, don't worry about idleness, let's run quickly!"

Nanshan pulled Zhou Xuanqing's leg to escape, but he didn't want to be grabbed by someone with a single step. He froze and looked down.

"Dao, Daoyou, cough cough, come and help, catch the demon king!" a white-bearded Taoist was dragging Nanshan's leg and wouldn't let him leave.

"It's windy today, our master and apprentice are just passing by here, you let go!" Nanshan hurriedly looked at him, resisted the urge to kick away, and changed to break the man.

Zhou Xuanqing pondered for a long time, then stopped and spoke, "Master, let's not leave." ”

Nanshan shook his legs excitedly when he heard this, and asked with an expression that wanted to cry without tears, "Aqing, what do you want to do?"

Zhou Xuanqing looked at the other side, the demon king was dealing with the Daoist in the enchantment without distraction, and he had no time to take care of the two of them. After thinking about it, she pulled out a crumpled talisman from her dark pocket and swallowed it.

Naturally, the taste of yellow table paper is not very good. She didn't say a word, and soon felt a change in her body.

This is an invulnerable, demon-invulnerable Tianshui talisman.

"Ah Qing can't!" Nanshan didn't have time to shout behind him, his outstretched hand only reached the corner of his clothes, and Zhou Xuanqing had already stepped out in three steps.

His gaze was not soft and unfavorable, Zhou Xuanqing weighed the demon king, and saw that the spider silk in his palm was as fluorescent, and he could exude a compelling momentum without showing the demon form.

Zhou Xuanqing didn't have time to swallow the saliva, and choked in his throat. There is a difference between being ignorant and fearless or fearless.

She held the branch in her palm, recited the incantation, pulled out another talisman and dipped it on the branch, and the fire flew up, and the scorched cyan branch still emitted a faint fragrance—poof, turning into a short sword in her hand.

In addition to the fake alchemists of the dancing gods, ordinary Taoists will draw talismans to test alchemy spells, but people have strengths and cannot be proficient in all of them. Zhou Xuanqing was born to enter the Daomen, and he has a little understanding, especially he can never forget it.

She took a deep breath, learned the posture of the disciple of Fang Cai Shenxiao, and used a branch as a sword to pick a sword flower, her movements were simple and clumsy, and her momentum was ordinary and unpretentious, but with her ability to enlighten the Tao, her heart moved at will, and she performed according to the situation, and she understood it thoroughly.

No one cared about these two masters and apprentices at all, and they had to focus on Zhou Xuanqing at the moment. The disciple of Shenxiao saw a little way: this little apprentice stepped on the Nine Palaces, and a set of swordsmanship imitated the clouds and water, which was natural.

Hope arose in the hearts of the people: There is salvation! I didn't expect that this small sect is inconspicuous, and that just one apprentice is extraordinary, so what about being a master?

A wave of sword qi fluctuated, slashing at the demon king. The demon king didn't want anyone to dare to die, so he immediately narrowed his deep eyes, and swept out a bundle of spider silk under his wide sleeves and entangled Zhou Xuanqing's short sword without moving.

Seeing another bundle of spider silk coming towards the front door, Zhou Xuanqing bent his legs and flipped in the air, and only after landing steadily did he smack his lips, and the secret demon king was not easy to deal with. Listen to the wind and calm down, take the yellow paper talisman, pause on the sky, and hook the fingers. The strong wind in the mountains hanged, the grass and trees shook suddenly, and the dark clouds were entrenched in the sky above the Wuliang Mountain, and a thunderbolt flashed from the cramped gaps.

This spell is also to lead thunder?

Everyone waited with bated breath for the next thunderbolt: the little apprentice is not amazing, his words are not overwhelming, and his deeds are quite shallow, but he can learn the essence of three or five points, and he is a wonderful person.

Unfortunately, after a flash of light, it was an extremely faint thunderbolt that fell and ceased, leaving two black dots that lit only the sparks on the haystack. There is no momentum at all.

Everyone was stunned, it was just nonsense.

The demon king raised his eyebrows coldly and arrogantly, and looked at the past: If this person is not a natural genius, he is a reckless fool.

"With all due respect, just disturb my purity, there are so many thunderstorms today, I'm afraid it will shock everyone in the sky. Your grandfather will be spurned. ”

What does it have to do with the ancestor? It is obvious that the little Taoist is not good at learning and is embarrassed to take it out.

Zhou Xuanqing also felt sorry for it, and secretly wondered if he could try again. Before she could do anything, the demon king's spider silk had already wrapped her tightly, and it was getting tighter and tighter. The short sword in his hand was broken inch by inch.

The demon king used force between his fingers, pulled off the spider silk, and packed the person tightly and sent it to himself. Because of his size, he looked at Zhou Xuanqing from top to bottom and asked, "Where did the little Dao Gu come from?"

Although Zhou Xuanqing was fixed, he could still frown and said, "Why, in this world, even your demon world looks down on women?"

The demon king's deep eyes were long and narrow, and his expression was indifferent and a little displeased: just when he saw her dressed up, he thought she was a vulgar Taoist, but she didn't expect that she was still a female Taoist.

The dignified demon king naturally disdains to beat a woman. But there was one thing he still had to figure out.

"Who told you to come to Mount Wuliang?"

"I don't know, we all came with a messenger. Zhou Xuanqing told the truth, but his posture was forced to raise his head, not to hide or to dodge, and he met the demon king's fierce eyes.

One person and one demon looked at each other at hand, and the shallow breath of the demon king pounced on Zhou Xuanqing's white neck. A spider silk silently sprang out from behind her, stroked the green silk and slowly slid down her cheek.

The spider silk was thin and sticky, slightly cool, and Zhou Xuanqing only felt a stream of flesh and numbness rushing to all his limbs.

I couldn't help but shout in my heart: Why is it a spider spirit!

The demon king took a cue for a while, and suddenly let go of his fingers, and the spider silk immediately retracted and retreated. Zhou Xuanqing felt that he could move, and his arm was raised just to separate a little gap from the demon king.

Although he didn't get the answer he wanted, the demon king still retracted his aggressive momentum. There are only two kinds of people who want to catch themselves, either humans or demons. The demons respect and fear him, people, the left is just those high-sounding reasons.

The feeling of oppression hanging over his head was suddenly relieved, and Zhou Xuanqing's tense body relaxed suddenly. With a twist of thought, his hand unconsciously reached into the dark pocket where the talisman was placed.

The demon king's eyes changed coldly, as if he had seen through her thoughts, staring at her in horror and not daring to move. Zhou Xuanqing stopped moving, but his heart began to panic for no reason, and he had to make a sneering appearance, and a layer of cold sweat had already wet his underwear on his back.

You thousand-year-old demon. Zhou Xuanqing muttered silently.

"Who told you?" the demon king approached again, removing the atmosphere that was still kind and gloomy.

"Ah, what?" This demon king's magic power is unpredictable, and it must have been obtained from thousands of years of cultivation. Zhou Xuanqing didn't know how to deal with him, so he had to let his mind be chaotic.

"Eight hundred years. The demon king explained in a neat and tidy way.

Zhou Xuanqing, who was confused, finally figured out what the demon king meant.

But it's only two hundred years away, and it's just a demon, not much different. But with Zhou Xuanqing's guts, he didn't dare to say it so clearly.

The demon king said solemnly, "This gentleman is not that old. ”

Everyone gasped when they heard it on the other end: dare to love this demon king who cares so much about his age.

That Nanshan really can't listen to it, if he doesn't run away today, he will have to have one less apprentice to send him to the end! Hurriedly pinched the trick and recited the mantra, took out a piece of talisman paper and dipped it on himself, and after taking three steps to the left, he hid his figure, tiptoeing through the group of Taoists.