The more pious ones fell to their knees on the spot.

There is no need for others to explain, the residents of Fufeng City have enlightenment:

The Treasure Tree King was furious.

The supreme ruler of the Treasure Tree Kingdom has always had a good temper, and for eleven months of the year he is in retreat, and most of the inhabitants feel his wrath for the first time.

Tang Guoxiang left Baiyun Mountain only two quarters of an hour ago, and then ordered the carriage to turn around, and immediately rushed back to meet him.

"My king, what happened?"

"Spirit Seed!" The lake of Baiyun Mountain is no longer calm, the wind is high and the waves are urgent, and waves hit the shore in waves. The magnificent canopy of the Treasure Tree King also swayed in the gale. "The connection between me and the spirit seed was suddenly severed! How is this possible? 「

Tang Guoxiang said cautiously, "Could it be that the escort team has encountered an accident?"

"At this time, they should go to the Tempest Tundra." The Treasure Tree King's voice was still full of rage, "The spirit seed can't be stored in the storage space, and even if it is taken away, I should be able to sense its general location!" 「

The spirit seed that took thirty-six years of energy to conceive is gone, how can it be calm?

"Is there no spiritual seed ......" gone? Tang Xiangguo is not easy to say these words.

"No, it's alive." The Treasure Tree King was a little confused, "But I just can't sense where it is."

Outrageous?

It can sense the state of every tree in the country.

"Send someone at once, I want to know what's going on!"

......

The belly of the Wind Demon Mountain.

After all the chores were done, Fushan Yue jumped down from the gap and interrogated the captive, "Where is the thing that the faint king of the Yamaba Kingdom bribed Chige?"

The envoy of the Red Yan Kingdom gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Fu Shanyue didn't have the patience to wait for a reply, and after picking up all the fragments in the belly of the mountain, Fang knew that the spirit seed had been lost, and he was put by a boy riding a goat.

He was unhappy, so he vented on the messenger, pulled off someone's ring finger, and stripped off the ring of the severed finger in the scream.

Well? It's not this one, it's just an ordinary ruby ring.

Fu Shanyue pulled out another finger and tried again.

That's right.

He poured out the blood-stained storage ring, and the sundries inside were like a hill, especially the bottles and jars.

The envoy of the Red Yan Kingdom had already fainted in pain, and was awakened by his several slaps: "Which one is?"

Before the envoy of Chijun could breathe, he scolded, "My king treats you leniently, why do you ...... Yes! 「

Fu Shanyue cut off his finger again, and sneered, "I don't want to listen to nonsense, next time it will be your neck that will be broken." As for the medicine, I can find it slowly."

The envoy of Chijun couldn't bear the pain, so he had to point to a small wooden bottle and say, "This, this is this!"

The bottle is only the length of the middle finger, hand-carved woodcut, and a branch of plum is carved on it, which is still not very eye-catching.

But it has a gold lacquer closure.

Is the packaging so shabby? General Fuyama was skeptical: "Really?"

"It's true, it's true!" The envoy of the Red Yan Kingdom inhaled vigorously, "This is what the envoy of the Safeather Kingdom handed over to me at the Liushe Post House!"

Fu Shanyue's eyes rolled: "The gifts have been given, there should always be a letter, right?"

"Yes, yes." With difficulty, the envoy of the Akagunguo took out a golden note from a pile of papers, and the fire paint seal on the mouth of the letter was intact, "It is a letter from the king of Yamaba Province to my king."

Fu Shan Yue grabbed it and tore it open, took out the letter paper, first confirmed the payment and seal, and then looked at the contents a few times, and muttered, "It's really ......."

He spun the vial in his hand, unplugged it and sniffed it.

Inside was a pale red liquid, and there was a strange fragrance on his face, which made Fu Shanyue feel the urge to drink it all.

This feeling is very strong, not much worse than the emperor flow pulp.

Looks like it's the real thing. After so much effort, the plan didn't go well from the beginning of Sanxinyuan, but fortunately, everything is back on track and the things are in hand.

Fu Shanyue was relieved and asked the envoy of Chiyan, "Do you know what is in here?"

The Red Yan Emissary shook his head blankly, "I don't know, I only received an order to bring it back."

"Then you're useless."

With a click, Fu Shanyue twisted the messenger's neck.

Almost at the same time, his left hand was light, and the bottle was actually taken away!

Fu Shanyue's surprise was not trivial, his left hand bent into a claw, and grabbed it backwards.

The action was so fast that there was even a cracking sound in the air, but it was not too loud in the hinterland of the Wind Demon Rock where the wind was howling.

But the thief retreated faster, only to see a phantom figure backwards, standing on the outermost part of the stone cave, and jumping to the belly of the mountain with one more step.

"It's you." It's the guy who rode the sheep.

Fu Shan became more and more angry: "You have already snatched the spirit seed, and you want to snatch my things again?"

It's unbearable!

"This is yours? Not from the Red Yan Kingdom?" He Lingchuan also learned from his previous actions, put the wooden bottle under his nose and sniffed it.

Fushan Yue made such a big battle, from the killing of the envoy of the Lingling Kingdom in Sanxinyuan, to the release of the Wind Demon in the Tempest Tundra to attack the Baoshu Kingdom Guards, everything was ruthless, and the result was just to capture this small bottle?

Come and don't be rude, He Lingchuan is also a person who seizes the opportunity and never lets it go.

Just now, he used Bo Shanjun's snake skin to hide on his side, and used the magic power of stubbornness to hide his breath, and with the interference of the howling wind outside, he concealed Fu Shanyue's ears, eyes and nose.

But the smell in the bottle, chasing the unique and sweet smell, He Lingchuan is actually two points familiar, where is the smell?

He frowned.

However, he did not have the urge to drink it all like Fushiyama Hazelnut.

Fu Shanyue Huo Ran got up, pointed to the envoy of the Red Country and said word by word, "Return the bottle, otherwise your fate will be worse than his."

He paced step by step, like a leopard ready to attack. Anyone who has seen him make a move will not doubt the weight of this sentence.

But He Lingchuan waved his hand: "Wait a minute!"

He had a strange look on his face as he finally remembered where the smell was coming from.

"What are you trying to do with this?"

Yes, he went to Wenxuan Pavilion to check books in his dreams these days, and went to ask Xiantang to find a master to solve his doubts, and wanted to know what kind of monster Fushanyue was.

The appearance is exactly the same as that of humans.,It's a powerful demon.,And like to absorb the essence blood of monsters or humans.。

There is really such a monster that meets the above requirements, but strictly speaking, it is not a demon, but a monster.

This is the Lu.

After death, people turn into corpses by chance, and walk the world without fear of the sun.

The conditions for the formation of charm are harsh, and even in ancient times, it was very rare. In the present world, well, you can probably enter the exhibition hall.

He Lingchuan didn't expect that he was so lucky, and it was rare to make an enemy casually.

Seeing that Fu Shanyue was about to step forward, He Lingchuan tilted the bottle outward: "One step further, I poured it."

Below is the crack in the ground, no matter how good Fu Shanyue is, he can't save the liquid in the bottle.

He had to stop: "This thing is useless to you, but it is the key to my breakthrough."

"The key to your breakthrough?" He Lingchuan felt even more strange, "You are a charm, even with the help of external forces, isn't the key to breaking through to suck blood?"

"Of course."

He Lingchuan frowned: "Do you know what this thing is?"

Fuyama did not answer.

He Lingchuan immediately poured the bottle.

Fushan Yue had no choice but to say, "Legend has it that there are still a few dragon eggs of real dragons left in the world, which are the fetal blood and bone marrow extracted from the eggs."

"You mean, it's the dragon marrow?" He Lingchuan's voice became very strange, "The dragon marrow of the dragon marrow and phoenix liver?"

"Yes."

"You want to drink this thing to improve your cultivation?"

"What's the problem?"

He Lingchuan touched his nose, and it was hard not to laugh.

Fushan Yue frowned, secretly thinking about how to kill this guy later. Unexpectedly, He Lingchuan

Suddenly, he asked him again, "I heard that the king of Chiyan is also a charm, do you have anything to do with it?"

The Red Yan Kingdom is the demon kingdom with the shortest history in Bega, and it seems that it has only been established for more than 150 years, and the king of the Red Yan Kingdom is the last demon king to appear in the past 200 years.

Fuyama did not answer.

In the next second, He Lingchuan took back the bottle, and by the way, he corked it again and threw it back to Fu Shanyue.

This move made Fushiyama more tidy: "What are you?"

Is there a fool in the world who throws the dragon marrow to someone else?

"Good luck." He Lingchuan jumped backwards and fell into the belly of the mountain.

Fu Shanyue hurried over to see that the guy dangled to the edge of the high cliff with a hook and rope, and planned to ride the goat down the mountain as quickly as possible.

But before He Lingchuan could reach the goat's side, a shadow rose from the terraces and rushed directly towards him.

Non-*** wind power.

He Lingchuan happened to be forced from outside a stone cave, and was actually swept directly into the stone cave by a strong wind, and he almost hit the wall with his face.

But he reacted very quickly, took out a stone sculpture of the Wind Lion Lord from the storage ring, and pressed it on the ground.

The wind around it weakened all at once.

Then he turned back and saw the Wind Demon.

The old book is back to the big one, and the same is true to the risk ghost.

This guy's size has actually shrunk again, and he is only more than a person tall. It looked at Feng Shiye and then at He Lingchuan, and roared twice, obviously looking at him very unhappy.

It has spiritual wisdom and knows that Fushan Yue was coerced by He Lingchuan, and the things are in the hands of others. Therefore, after He Lingchuan returned the wooden bottle, it came to wait for an opportunity to retaliate.

"Hey, be a man, no, be a wind and know how to repay." He Lingchuan groped twice on the Wind Lion Lord, shaking his finger at the Wind Demon, "If I hadn't interrupted the Guardian Leader's spell casting, you would have been forcibly suppressed by the Treasure Tree King's Root Ball."

The fan didn't pay much attention to what he said, but he hesitated and shook twice in front of the Wind Lion Master, and that kind of concern was simply visible to the naked eye.

This is not the same as the murderous spirit of the previous two times.

But He Lingchuan didn't let his guard down, and faced the wind demon body, can this stone carving still work?

The Wind Demon shook twice, as if he had made up his mind.

How can you stop because of a small stone pier?

These mounds have long since left the place where they should be guarding.

It let out an earth-shattering roar and rushed forward.

This Wind Lion Master suddenly shook and shook non-stop, as if someone was beating him with a stick.

Hearing a "pop" sound, the wind lion cracked.

Fushankoshi, who was watching the battle not far away, shook his head when he saw this.

The Wind Lion Lord does have the effect of warding off the wind and suppressing evil, but the effectiveness of any supernatural power has an upper limit and a boundary. It has no problem suppressing the general Gangfeng, but it can be against the upper wind demon———