The bearded Yan Chixia's RAP, even if Ma Xiaokang has walked to the backyard, can be heard, this blood-boiling rap seems to be mocking those laypeople who talk about the world, a bunch of nonsense, full of nonsense, what about heaven and earth, I have my own way, this is Yan Chixia's only belief in the world, and it is a kind of self-confidence that stands out from the crowd.

The pavilion in the small lake behind Lanruo Temple is lit up, and the lake is a wisp of green ghost lights, Ma Xiaokang frowned, and walked forward, according to the rhythm of the movie, the time of the first attack of the thousand-year-old dryad is here, if you guess correctly, I believe that soon Nie Xiaoqian's piano will sound.

Since strengthening the dragon's blood, Ma Xiaokang's perception has also become extremely amazing, he can naturally hear the surge of the huge meat tongue in the pavilion, set the equivalent pot to the open state, he hummed the ballad and walked in leisurely, no matter whether the piano sounded or not, he had to fight with the old woman this time, by the way, try the strength of this D-class plot monster, supernatural ghost movies, often symbolizing the experience of the world of annihilation.

After walking about half of the way to the pavilion, a female voice of a warbler and swallow suddenly came from a distance, its voice was poignant and tortuous, as if telling her unfortunate life experience, and as if lamenting the different paths of people and ghosts, like a fairy song outside the sky, even Ma Xiaokang stopped for it, quietly listening to this wonderful song.

- Yu Liang has been around for three days, and he has heard a few things in the world.

"The singing skills are really good, but the kung fu in bed is a little worse." Ma Xiaokang remembered the turmoil last night, touched his nose awkwardly, and continued to walk towards the pavilion.

The whole world seemed to fall into darkness, only the gazebo with lights could still make people calm, but the next moment, the huge tongue pierced through the white light veil, and even this subtle scene was destroyed beyond recognition, Ma Xiaokang moved sideways, dodged the slimy tongue, and pasted a Buddha flame talisman on his backhand, only to see the words in his mouth: "Prajnaparami!" ”

"Bear—"

The Buddha flame charm will burn when it meets the demon, whether you are a hundred-year-old goblin or a thousand-year-old demon, burn it first, and then explain the problem clearly when it burns, the fleshy tongue twitched violently, and the pain shrank back in an instant, and the sticky tongue body suddenly whipped on the surface of the lake, frantically trying to extinguish the golden Buddha Yan on the tongue.

The power of the Buddha Yan Fu is so strong, even Ma Xiaokang didn't guess it, at this moment, looking at just one piece that burned the thousand-year-old demon to death, he suddenly said embarrassedly: "Hold the grass, is this "python" so excited?" It's too lively to see it. ”

The thousand-year-old tree demon hidden in the pavilion was furious when he heard this, and the purple-black demon power rushed together, and immediately tore off the large thick and long tongue, and a huge demon hand covered with branches stretched forward, reaching towards Ma Xiaokang with a galloping momentum.

Ma Xiaokang looked at it carefully, watched his tongue float on the surface of the lake, pressed his hands on the ground, and the huge alchemy array suddenly activated, and a wooden wall towered greatly.

The thousand-year-old tree demon's eyes sharpened, the demonic qi in his hand spread, and the huge "tree palm" slammed away the wooden wall, fanning Ma Xiaokang back a few meters!

"Low-level alchemy really doesn't dare to look at it." Standing firm, staring, Ma Xiaokang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his right hand, and continued to launch alchemy to condense the sky to shape eight golden giant swords, and kept throwing them at the giant hand, and with his left hand, he slapped the wooden bridge, and the seven wooden walls stood impressively.

The thousand-year-old tree demon was in the midst of anger, and the giant hand fiercely held the eight golden giant swords, and directly pinched them into scrap iron, and then with a roar, another giant hand soared out of the air, pushing all the way sideways, and instantly destroying the seven wooden walls, a pair of charming demon hands were terrifying in the darkness, and with the fierce wind was about to shoot Ma Xiaokang into meat sauce.

"Da-" Ma Xiaokang took advantage of the time when the dryad destroyed alchemy, changed the alchemy gloves from the storage space, looked at the giant hand that roared, his arms suddenly intersected, and the two snapping fingers were particularly loud in the middle of the night.

"Boom-"

The huge flame suddenly lit up with a blazing light in the palm of the thousand-year-old tree demon, and the so-called fire was burning when it met the wood, watching the fire in its hands burn non-stop, it suddenly withdrew its hands with a whoosh.

"Where did the stinky Taoist come from!? I don't know if even Yan Chixia outside can't help me!? The sound of the thousand-year-old dryad's duck neck, neither male nor female, sounded from the gazebo, but its terrifying mood was clearly audible from the tone.

"The bearded man has an appointment with you, but I don't!" The corners of Ma Xiaokang's mouth lifted, and his cold voice sounded like thunder, "Lao Tzu wants to accept you, which means that you are intolerable!" ”

"Hahaha-haha-just the fire in the world also wants to accept me!? You don't even have half of Yan Chixia's Taoism! The thousand-year-old dryad smiled fiercely, and the entire pavilion was suddenly densely covered with branches, and a thick tongue of flesh flew through the white veil again.

"If the fire doesn't work, this fire doesn't work?" Ma Xiaokang suddenly felt extremely disgusted when he saw the sticky tongue sticking out, and quickly pulled out a Buddha Yan talisman and slapped it on the tip of the tongue fiercely, and his tone was as sharp as a blade.

"Ah!! You wait! When I call Master Montenegro, you and Yan Chixia will both die! The tongue that had been severed was burned by the Buddha flame again, and the screaming voice of the thousand-year-old dryad reverberated and shook countless ripples on the surface of the lake.

Ma Xiaokang's eyes were cold, and he chased after him directly, the equivalent pot was misty, and the figures of Liuli and Judge Wen broke out of the air, only to see Judge Wen wave his pen with a wave, and a black flame rushed into the pavilion as fast as lightning like a snake.

"Bear—"

The black flames instantly spread throughout the pavilion, and the poor thousand-year-old tree demon had just been burned by the golden Buddha flame and smoked all over his mouth, and before he could drink the blood pressure of the person, he was directly melted into ashes by the hellish black flame of the judge, and only a hoarse howl was heard at the bottom of the pavilion, and a huge black shadow quickly escaped in the bottom of the lake.

"Humph! Where to run!? The judge's eyes were like blades, he snorted coldly, and was about to pounce into the lake to "mend the knife" for the old witch.

"Forget it, poor Kou Mo chase, now kill the thousand-year-old tree demon, I'm afraid I can't find the old man of Montenegro, don't make trouble." The corners of Ma Xiaokang's mouth twitched, although he knew that this judge Wen was a C-level soul, but he didn't have to be so ruthless against the E-level Millennium Tree Demon, right? You slap it to death, how can I still water the word!?

The killing reward of the Millennium Tree Spirit is 5000 points, D-level evaluation *1, according to the logic of the White Emperor, the cloud computing evaluation is only D-level strength, in the face of the Wen Judge who specializes in dealing with evil demons, it is true that he can only be beaten, and even if there is no Wen Judge appearing, the power of the Buddha Yan Fu is enough to bombard the Millennium Tree Demon into drunken scum, but in order not to overly destroy the development of the plot, Ma Xiaokang still held back his hand and turned around and walked in the direction of the sound of the piano.

"There are also giant corpses and national teachers in the back, these Buddha flame talismans must still be kept, it seems that I have to hand over the things to Nie Xiaoqian as soon as possible, if I let the thousand-year-old demon be buried deep in the ground for a hundred years like the plot, I am afraid that I will lose a D-level evaluation in vain."

Ma Xiaokang was planning the next thing while walking, and a hut in front of him suddenly appeared, just like in the plot, Nie Xiaoqian opened the door and looked, looking extremely anxious, looking at her fairy-like face, Ma Xiaokang walked to the hut with a wicked smile and waved his hand to her, shouting leisurely: "Hey, beauty, wait for someone?" ”