Sou! Sou! Sou!

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

Trample! Trample! Trample!

People in the righteous path, subduing demons and eliminating demons, are regarded as immortals by ordinary people; The demons of the Demon Dao, She poisons the world, and they are treated as demons!

The three major forces of the righteous path: Xuanxin Zhengzong, Tianyin Temple, and Qingyunmen, almost arrived at the Forest of Forgetfulness at the same time; The Lord of the Demon Dao, the tens of thousands of demons of the Yin Moon Dynasty, is also about the same time.

The Quartet is intrigued, although it is divided into two camps, but there are also contradictory forces inside, from the leader to the minions, all of them have their eyes wide open, and they can't believe what they see.

Even, countless people are wondering if they have hallucinated after getting close to the Forest of Forgetfulness, inhaling the yin qi emitted by the Yin World Spring.

Right in front of all of them, hundreds of miles, the almost boundless forest of forgetfulness had disappeared without a trace.

The woods that had grown for an unknown number of years disappeared, and the flat land turned into swamps, and pools of black mud surged.

In the entire swamp, a mountain villa was lonely, and the yin qi that should have spread wantonly was all absorbed by a building tree that connected the sky and the earth, like supporting the sky.

Jianmu is extremely tall, filling this land that was originally a forest, but now it is a swamp, constantly absorbing the yin energy of the netherworld spring.

In front of the villa, there are several figures.

The delicate and lovely Nie Xiaoqian, the dull-looking Ning Caichen, the sloppy Yan Chixia, the capable Zhuge Liuyun, and the glamorous and moving Sima Sanniang.

These people, who happened to be standing in front of the Despair Villa, looked out at the distance and stood proudly, rooted in the netherworld spring, and turned all the yin energy in the netherworld spring into their own nourishment of the building wood.

Sensing the breath coming from afar, Yan Chixia immediately turned her head, and was greeted by vaguely familiar faces.

Especially the current sect master of Xuanxin Authentic Sect, Jin Guang, staring at Yan Chixia and his wife and others, the eyes were almost about to breathe fire!

As the sect master who snatched it, Jin Guang had already hated Yan Chixia and the others to the core, and he couldn't wait for Yan Chixia and the others to die in front of him immediately.

Otherwise, it would not have happened more than ten years ago, Yan Chixia's junior brother, Zhuge Qingtian, undercover the Yinyue Dynasty, and made great contributions, but in his mouth, he became a traitor to Xuanxin and was hunted down!

Jin Guang wanted to kill the traitor now, or eliminate the threat to his suzerain, but in this situation, he could only helplessly let go of this not ordinary tempting thought.

Rumble!

The yin qi accumulated for thousands of years in the secluded spring of the netherworld was completely absorbed by Jianmu and completely turned into its own nourishment.

At this time, on this inexplicable building tree, a series of colorful pillars of light suddenly flashed, soaring into the sky.

A flash of golden light appeared, condensed in the void, and transformed into a dancing fairy image!

The yin qi that permeated the void was also completely dispelled, leaving only a clear fragrance.

"Strange treasure, this must be a rare strange treasure!" Sensing the aura that permeated the void, a cry of surprise came out from the demon path.

Ming Xiaoyang and the others turned their heads, and saw a figure that looked like a person for three points and a ghost for seven points came out, rushing towards Jianmu with lightning speed.

"Duanmu Ancestor!" The Poison God, who was also in the Demon Dao camp, summoned the other party's name in surprise.

This is actually the elder of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect - Duanmu Ancestor!

Looking at his current appearance, it is clear that he was instigated by that strange treasure, and he can't wait to take it for himself now!

On a withered face, there is a thick greed.

"Poor fellow." Ming Xiaoyang put his hand on his forehead, sighed sympathetically, his head lowered, and he couldn't bear to look at the tragedy that was about to happen.

Boom!

Duanmu Old Ancestor rushed to the outside of Jianmu Baizhang, and his body, which was originally constantly flying, seemed to have crashed into an invisible barrier, and let out a muffled sound.

Then, the whole person smashed out at a faster speed than castration, like a stone shot out by a taut trebuchet.

Duanmu Old Ancestor's withered body fell into the billowing black mud, and before he could turn over, he was surrounded by a group of fiery red ants the size of a foal.

Then, a terrible scream rang out!

"This is the end of wanting to pick up a bargain!" Ming Xiaoyang raised his head, seeing that his nominal subordinates were devoured by the ant colony, and commented with regret, "Good things are in front of me, and there are a few people who can bear it, but many people really overestimate themselves and underestimate others." ”

"That's what the Holy Monarch said." Mrs. Sanmiao, who was standing behind Ming Xiaoyang, said with a smile, her eyes were like silk, and her gestures exuded infinite charm.

Mei Gong has cultivated to such a point, and it has reached the point of being superb, and it naturally shows an attractive charm.

"Teacher Kagami." Ming Xiaoyang turned a blind eye to Mrs. Sanmiao's temptation, turned his head, and asked the mirror beside him.

"This is the Forest of Forgetfulness, isn't it?"

"Holy Monarch, this is indeed the Forest of Forgetfulness." Jing Wuyuan replied with a wry smile.

Ming Xiaoyang asked with a puzzled expression: "Since this is the Forgetful Forest, where is the forest?" How did it turn into a swamp! ”

Speaking of this, Ming Xiaoyang seemed to have just caught a glimpse of the huge building trees that connected the heavens and the earth, "By the way, this place can also be called a forest!" ”

"A tree becomes a forest, and this Holy Monarch would never have believed it in the past. But now, Ben Shengjun can't help but believe this sentence. ”

The Ghost King, the Poison God, the Four Sages, the Flower Fairy, Bai Suzhen and the others, looking at the Jianmu in the distance with thick roots like a city wall, towering into the clouds, and full of indescribable momentum, all nodded in agreement.

This building tree, one by one, the branches hang down, like a tree, condensing the mighty momentum, like a sacred tree descending from the sky.

In a word, a forest of trees does not seem exaggerated at all!

But this seems to have some deviations from the forest of forgetfulness that they believe, the ground is a swamp, a tree is a forest, plus Yan Chixia and his wife standing in front of the door of Despair Mountain Villa, this is indeed no different from their cognition, but there are very exaggerated discrepancies.

"Amitabha." I don't know how long it has been, on the heavenly dome, among the monks of Tianyin Temple, who seem to have turned into sculptures, there is a crisp and melodious Buddha name.

The host of Tianyin Temple, Master Puhong, put his palms together and looked compassionate, "The catastrophe of the hidden spring in the underworld will be resolved, and the common people will be saved from She poison, which is really gratifying." ”

"That's what the master said." Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple have always been friends, and the head of Qingyunmen, Dao Xuanzhen, stroked his long beard under his chin, and agreed with the jaw head.

The catastrophe of the Netherworld Spring has been solved like this, and it is not a good thing!

Syllable!

Ming Xiaoyang, who was at the bottom, slapped himself on the forehead, and said with grief and indignation: "The Yin World Spring is finished, what about the Mo Evil Sword?" ”

"Where did the Mo Evil Sword go?"