Under the panic and anxiety of the people, the night fell again.

This night was the last night before the Three Flames Red Lotus matured.

Wen Yan personally led all the clansmen and stationed them in the paddy fields.

Everyone has weapons in their hands, three or five fortifications, and they are ready for battle.

All of them were full of determination to look at death as if they were at home, and vowed to live and die with the spirit seedlings.

Of course, no one, including Wen Yan, knows.

At this moment, Lu Ming was using the Haotian Realm to hide his whereabouts.

Standing behind Xiao Yi, standing above the sky with his arms crossed, looking down with an expressionless face.

"I want to see who the traitor is, so bold."

……

Minutes and seconds passed, and soon it was the middle of the night.

Everyone of the Vulcan Clan kept watch all night, and their faces showed fatigue.

Some people really can't stay up, tilting their heads and dozing off.

Suddenly, a hoarse cry of a crow pierced the silence of the night.

"Someone attacked!"

"Dead Guard!"

The people of the tribe instantly became a spirit, and two by two prepared to defend themselves against the enemy.

However, in the next second, everyone's eyes widened in horror.

At this moment, there was no strange thief around.

Only the hundreds of scarecrows standing among the paddy fields were shrouded in a soaring demonic aura.

The scarecrow's eyes glowed with a faint purple light, and the corners of their mouths hooked up a hideous smile.

Holding the sharp scythe in his hand to intimidate the birds, he slowly walked towards the Vulcan people in front of him.

"This ...... How is this possible?! ”

Some of the women were horrified, "These scarecrows are obviously made by our own hands." ”

"How could you suddenly have such a terrifying power......"

However, before they could finish their sentences, they were directly cut into two pieces by the scythe in the hands of the scarecrow.

The bloody and terrifying death is exactly the same as that of the people who died two nights ago.

"Don't be afraid, people!"

Wen Yan forcibly suppressed the horror, and shouted loudly, "Even if we die, we must protect the Three Flames Red Lotus given to us by our master!" ”

"Kill!"

Under the leadership of Wen Yan's first soldier, the Vulcan clan members all drank hysterically and fought back against the scarecrows.

However, these scarecrows don't just possess the power of the Divine Hidden Realm.

The vitality is even stronger and abnormal, even if the head is cut off, it can still move freely.

In an instant, dozens of clansmen fell in pools of blood.

The rest of the people were still fighting desperately and bloodily, without the slightest waver.

Watching the clansmen die in the field one after another, Lu Ming finally couldn't hold it back.

Waving his hand to sacrifice the Colorful Hung Spirit Seal, he shouted, "Everyone, stand back!" ”

"Colorful Spirit, Blizzard!"

The faint blue light turned into snowflakes, causing the temperature around to drop suddenly.

Touched by snowflakes, the scarecrows were instantly frozen into ice sculptures, frozen in the hideous scene of teeth and claws.

"Master!"

"Lord of the Holy Lord!"

The Vulcan people have fought hard and are in despair.

Seeing Lu Ming descending from the sky, he was instantly inspired by excitement.

"Wen Yan, get out of here with everyone."

Lu Ming squinted his eyes and shouted in a deep voice, "These monsters, leave them to me to deal with." ”

"Master, are you alone?"

Wen Yan was slightly stunned, and then no longer hesitated, "I understand!" ”

"So the clansmen, evacuate with me immediately!"

Since the master dares to show up, it means that he must be completely sure.

As the patriarch, what he has to do is to protect the weak.

We can't let the people lose their lives senselessly.

"It's a familiar demonic ......"

Xiao Yi looked at the fishy-faced and fanged scarecrows in front of him and sniffed with his nose.

Lu Ming took a deep breath, and a cold smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Of course it's familiar."

"You wicked witch, why don't you show up soon?!"

Lu Ming's loud shout reverberated in the field.

In the next second, a familiar female voice was heard in the distance.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect the famous Lu Jianshen to remember me as a little woman."

"The little girl is really honored and flattered."

A thick demonic aura condensed in front of him, turning into a dark cloud and floating in the air.

A beautiful and enchanting figure appeared, and it was Nymph who looked at him condescendingly with her straight and slender white legs.

"Lu Jianshen doesn't enjoy the glory of the Demon Suppression Mansion, but he went to this deserted island to farm land."

"The little girl really can't see it, so I can only use this method to stop you."

Lu Ming squinted his eyes and smiled coldly, "You witch, you came just in time." ”

"When you injured my uncle Tan Tiangang, and escaped with magic skills, I haven't settled this account with you yet."

"Now, you have infiltrated the Flame Spirit Island again, killed my people, and sabotaged our efforts."

"Today, you will die!"

Lu Ming shouted hysterically and angrily, and sacrificed the Divine Wood Demon Sword from the storage ring.

"Oh, what a terrifying sword intent and aura."

Ning Fu was jealous and couldn't help but subconsciously take a step back.

"In just a few days, you have broken through from the Five Heavens of the Divine Hidden Realm to the Purple Mansion Realm in one fell swoop."

"This outrageous cultivation speed is really terrifying."

"No wonder the entire demon clan regards you as an object that must be eliminated."

"If you are given a little more time to grow, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Lu Ming sneered, "If you want to nip me in the bud, it's too late now." ”

"The Flame God Burns the World!"

Blazing flames emerged from the blade of the sword, condensing into a fiery dragon with sword intent.

Lu Ming swung out his sword with all his might, and the fire dragon roared out instantly.

Mixed with the momentum of burning everything, it seems to devour the Nymphs in mid-air.

At the beginning of the Gale Dynasty, Lu Ming relied on this blow to destroy Lin Luoying, the witch who cultivated in the Purple Mansion Realm.

However, at this moment, facing the fire dragon that was approaching in front of him.

Nymph, who is also a witch, has no fear.

"Heh, that's all there is to it?"

I saw that Nymph raised her hand unhurriedly, and her white fingertips lingered with a thick purple mist.

At the moment when the fire dragon was close at hand, she directly threw a punch unhurriedly.

This punch actually directly cracked Lu Ming's Flame God Burning World Slash.

The majestic fire dragon was blown to ashes.

"How is this possible?!"

Xiao Yi's eyes widened in shock, and he said in shock, "This witch is just a fifth-level cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm. ”

"Although it is stronger than the master, how can it be possible to scatter the master's Fire God Burning World with one punch?!"

Lu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing that something was wrong.

"Yes, I'm just the fifth layer of the Purple Mansion Realm, and I want to take your life, my hope is too slim."

Nymph unhurriedly took a bell from her bosom and twisted it around her fingertips.

"Fortunately, I asked the Starfall Demon Lord for this treasure in advance."

"Otherwise, I really can't be sure that I will take your life alone."