It turned out that Yan Wushuang gave a golden light to the demon flower, and asked the demon flower to flee to Kongtong Mountain to report to Jiu Tribulation and others, but the demon flower was really concerned about Yan Wushuang's safety, and after escaping thirty miles away, he quietly returned, turned into a small grass, and hid under the lotus stem while Yan Wushuang was engrossed in facing Wuji.

When the demon flower saw that Yan Wushuang was invincible to Wuji, and was beaten down by the red mang, she hurriedly transformed into a real body and came out to catch it, and ran away with Yan Wushuang on her back.

When Wuji saw someone leaving, Yan Wushuang couldn't help but be stunned, and shouted: "Don't go!

The demon flower didn't hear it, and just cared about moving forward.

At this time, Yan Wushuang still had a trace of consciousness, and he leaned on the back of the demon flower and said in a weak voice: "Demon flower, you ······ Why are you back again? Disobey my orders······ It's time to ······ What a crime?"

The demon flower quickly replied as she fled: "Master, don't blame me, how can a disciple abandon Master and run away regardless of himself?

Yan Wushuang's eyes closed slightly, and he smiled slightly: "I really didn't accept you in vain, you are much stronger than those people in the world, it's just ······ Wuji's mana is extremely powerful, I'm afraid that both you and I, my master and apprentice, will be unable to escape death this time, and it doesn't matter if you and I die, but unfortunately no one has reported to the Nine Tribulations. ”

The demon flower snorted and said, "Master, don't talk quietly, don't divide my god, we will really die if Wuji catches up." ”

Yan Wushuang has been accustomed to this apprentice who speaks without scruples these days, and she really closed her mouth, in fact, she was injured again by the release of Wuji's eyes, and the new injuries were covered by the old injuries, and she was also unable to speak again, and she was dazed for a while, and there was a sign that her soul was dissipated.

She knew in her heart that she couldn't support it for long, and before she gradually lost consciousness, she reluctantly cast a golden light to help the demon flower escape.

With the help of golden light, the demon flower had escaped a hundred miles away in the time of a stick of incense, but just when she felt that she had gotten rid of Wuji, she suddenly heard a loud laugh from behind: "Don't struggle in vain, you can't escape in front of me Wuji." ”

"Oops!"

When the demon flower looked back, Wujinuo's big face followed her a hundred steps or so.

The demon flower shouted, "Oops, master! this time we are really going to die, and the golden light is not as fast as him!······ Master!······ Master?······"

Yan Wushuang was no longer conscious on her back, and he couldn't hear her screams at all.

Demon Hua's heart sank suddenly, and she said secretly: Master won't be dead, right?

Wuji said later: "Your master is seriously injured, and her soul is lost, alas! It is I who has not been able to control the proportions, causing her to be injured and injured, and now only I can save her, don't run around, let her go, I will treat her, otherwise she will really be helpless!"

The demon flower chirped: "Phew, you don't come to the cat to cry and the mouse fake mercy······ How did I become a rat?······ It doesn't matter what he is! I don't need you to worry about my master's life and death!"

Wuji snorted: "I didn't kill you because I saw it in front of your master, if you talk to me like this, you will bury your own life, I will say it again one last time, put her down!"

Demon Flower is not a fool, how can she not know how powerful Wuji is, fighting with him by herself is tantamount to an egg hitting a stone, but let her hand over Master Yan Wushuang to Wuji It is absolutely impossible, Master will never forgive herself after waking up, she turned her eyes and turned back to Wuji and said: "How can I hand over Master to you if you are chasing after me like this?" You stop first, and then I will stop again. ”

Wuji sneered: "Do you want to play tricks, you must know that you can't escape from me!"

The demon flower secretly scolded the old devil for being extremely cunning, and said again: "Since you know that I can't escape, what are you afraid of?"

Wuji let out a "hmm" and said, "You still understand." ”

As he spoke, Mo Yun suddenly stopped, no longer pressing the demon flower tightly.

The demon flower was secretly happy, and said in her heart: After all, you still fell for me.

At the moment when Wuji stopped, the demon flower had escaped ten miles away with the golden light, and turned around and shouted: "Wuji Old Demon! Don't believe your aunt's words in the future!

Wuji knew that he had fallen for her, and shouted angrily: "I have the heart to let you live, but you don't know whether to live or die, then go and die!"

When the words fell, the ink clouds rolled up, and they reached the place behind the demon flower again.

The demon flower screamed, her body plummeted downward, and a ball of golden light flew close to the ground, and at the same time, she tore off a large ball of colorful flowers from her clothes with two handfuls of three and threw them all the way to the ground.

The flowers took root and derived infinitely, giving birth to a sea of flowers dozens of miles long in an instant, and the demon flowers were hidden in the sea of flowers and fled in a hurry.

Wuji smiled: "Carving insect skills, what can you do to me?"

He breathed a puff of ash from his mouth and covered the sea of flowers.

Where can the sea of flowers under the demon flower cloth stop the ash to kill, like a fire burning poplar flowers, withering and turning into ashes like waves.

Seeing that the demon flower was not the head, he was afraid that the sea of flowers would be broken by Wuji in an instant, so he hurriedly shouted: "The earth is full of flowers!

The sea of flowers that was rapidly spawning in front of her snapped in response, and instead of moving forward, she turned to dive underground.

The demon flower followed and the flower escaped into the ground, borrowing the power of the earth and mountains, and driving the golden light to the ground.

Wuji sneered in the back, and a gray giant claw reached out from within the ink cloud, grabbing it vigorously at the place where the demon flower was hidden.

"Bang-"

A small half of the hillside, along with the flowers under the demon flower cloth, were all grabbed by this claw, but there was no shadow of the demon flower and Yan Wushuang under the mountain rock.

Wuji snorted, closed his claws, and held the half-acre field of mountain stones into powder, just as he opened his hand to grab the ground again, but saw that the giant palm had changed, and the mountain stone that he held had not yet landed, and countless blue-white lightning rays had bloomed from it, like a ribbon, just like a spiritual snake wrapped around the giant palm.

Wuji only felt a pinprick-like feeling hit one after another, and couldn't help frowning, just about to withdraw the giant palm, but the giant palm was entangled by electricity, and there were dense cracks, and then it burst inch by inch, turning into gray smoke, and after a while, half of the palm was gone.

Wuji was surprised at this time, and hurriedly retracted half of his palm back into the ink cloud.

He didn't care about where the demon flower fled, and wrinkled his eyebrows and said, "What's going on? What kind of power can actually compete with me?

The reason why he thought this was because he didn't believe that the people in the human world now would have such a powerful mana, and it must have been the work of some ancient god at the beginning of the opening of the world, so he asked in a deep voice: "Who is here to oppose me?

With that, a red glow appeared in his eyes, and he scanned the area within a radius of ten miles, hoping to detect where the god was lurking.

After a while, no one responded to him.

Wuji sneered: "Could it be that you are a despicable person who does not dare to meet people? With such a powerful Dao method, but you are afraid of your head, wouldn't it make people laugh? Showing up to meet me, I want to see who you are sacred, and if you are the dirty villain who imprisoned me back then." ”

There was silence all around, except for the occasional gust of wind.

Wuji muttered to himself, "Could it be that I am mistaken? There are no ancient gods potential here, so what is the power that breaks my evil spirit aura?"

Wuji couldn't penetrate the mystery for a while, and stood there quietly, silently searching around with his divine sense, to find out if there was any abnormal aura.

After another time of incense, Wuji gave up the search, put away his divine sense, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Even if there are gods who secretly make trouble, what can you do? Can you kill me Wuji? I have been trapped in the other world by you for too long! Now no one can stop me from ruling this world! No one can stop me!"

As he spoke, seven or eight tornado-like whirlpool tentacles poked out from the ink clouds around him, perched on a small mountain below.

Suddenly, the sparse grass and shrubs on the mountain seemed to be cut off from their vitality in an instant, withered and dried yellow, and became brittle, so that when the mountain wind blew, all of them turned into ashes and scattered with the wind.

Not only that, but even the blue-gray rocks slowly turned white, and when the whirlpool tentacles were withdrawn, the entire small mountain peak, which was forty or fifty feet high, collapsed with a bang, and became a pile of powder.

The aura of the grass, trees, mountains and rivers within a radius of ten miles was absorbed by Wuji.

Wuji raised his eyes to look in the direction where the demon flower had fled, and said with a smile: "I know you went to Kongtong Mountain, but you are not as fast as me, I will wait for you there." ”

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