Yan Chixia died, her face was calm as if she was asleep, and her vitality was completely cut off.

Fang Hongcha looked at her silently, and finally bowed deeply: "Lord Yan, if you are not successful, you will also die here, and your inheritance can only be done by others, if you are lucky, I will bury you." ”

He straightened his waist, tore off the hem of his clothes, put a strip of cloth on his back on the sword box, and finally glanced at Yan Chixia a few more times, turned his head and left.

Out of the dungeon to the bottom of the dry well, Fang Hongcha crawled on the ground with the help of the walls of the wells on both sides.

As soon as she walked to the ground, Nie Xiaoqian next to her revealed her figure.

After seeing the sword box on Fang Hongcha's back, Nie Xiaoqian immediately recognized that it was Yan Chixia, he took a step back in fear, the sword box made him feel very dangerous, and seemed to be ready to jump out and split him in half at any time.

"Immortal Fang Chang, where is Yan Daxia?"

Nie Xiaoqian asked curiously, why did only things come out and people came out?

Fang Hongcha said in a deep voice: "She is dead. ”

Nie Xiaoqian covered her mouth lightly, looking surprised: "Are you dead?" ”

Then he said gloomily: "If Cai Chen learns about this, she will definitely be sad, she has always regarded Yan Daxia as a benefactor and sister." ”

Fang Hongcha was also a little sad, but quickly reined in his emotions and said to Nie Xiaoqian: "I want to avenge Yan Chixia, she told me that when she fought with the Dryad a year ago, there was a sword mark on the root of the Dryad, do you know where it is?" ”

Nie Xiaoqian first shook her head, frowned and thought for a while, before her eyes lit up: "The tree demon has no one to protect it at all, but there was a gap a year ago, and then the clairvoyant Shunfeng Ear, who ranked second among the Seven Yellow Yin Gods, guarded it, and Yan Daxia said that the sword mark must be there." ”

Fang Hongcha said excitedly: "You hurry up and bring me over." ”

Nie Xiaoqian hesitated: "That place is so poisonous that I can't get close." ”

Fang Hongcha touched the 3 bottles of potions on his body and said, "It doesn't matter, just bring me over, I'll just go in alone." ”

Nie Xiaoqian nodded and brought Fang Black Tea from here to the root of the Dryad.

……

Time went back half an hour ago.

In the open space in front of the pavilion, more than a dozen scattered cultivators have turned into severed limbs and wreckage, and the blood that flows out has stained the earth red, turning into a shallow pool of blood.

The third sister stood in the remains of those severed limbs, almost staining her yellow clothes with blood.

In front of him, there was the last surviving cultivator.

This Sanxiu trembled all over, her face showed a look of horror, and she almost collapsed to the ground, in fact, her knees were also bent down a little bit, as if she had lost her fighting spirit, and wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy.

The third sister looked at her and suddenly said, "I'll stand there and don't move, if you can hurt me, I will let you go, and if you dare to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, I will kill you." ”

Sanxiu suddenly stopped bending his legs, and his face was constantly changing, as if he was fighting fiercely with his thoughts, and finally rushed towards the third sister with a distorted roar, cutting off her head with a sword.

The third sister really couldn't stand up straight, and the steel long sword shattered her head, and she didn't even cut her hair.

Sanxiu looked at the broken sword in his hand, showing a look of despair.

"Defeated like this!"

The third sister smiled faintly, raised her hand in Sanxiu's chest, and neatly dug out a complete heart.

She put her warm heart, still beating, to her lips, and licked it with her tongue, a look of disgust.

"Phew, it smells bad, grandpa only loves to eat."

She threw her heart casually and walked towards the gazebo.

The fourth sister in the pavilion has already started to play chess, this time it is the fourth sister who challenges the eldest sister, among the seven sisters, the eldest sister has the highest chess ability, and no one can play.

The fifth and the seventh were playing tricks for the fourth sister, and the fourth child was so angry that he screamed, and the sisters focused their attention on the chessboard, and they were indifferent to the third sister's slaughter of Sanxiu.

They don't know how many times they have done such a thing, only the fourth and seventh are interested.

Killing people is boring, but humans are fun in their own right, and they can invent many fun things, such as chess pieces that are addictive to the sisters.

When the third sister was full of emotion, a violent vibration suddenly came, like an earth dragon turning over, making the entire Alan Ruo Temple shake.

She hurriedly raised her head, but saw that the white mist in the air was about to dissipate, revealing the huge canopy of the dryad and the colorful glow of the night.

A large number of large roots stretched out into the air on the ground, like waving tentacles.

A giant gourd nimbly flies through the sky, avoiding the waving roots. Did the gourd mouth spray white light and cut off the roots?

The third sister showed a look of anger, it turned out that someone was interfering with her grandfather's cleaning work.

After a few sounds, the four sisters in the pavilion had jumped out of the water and landed next to the third sister, all looking up at the sky.

The eldest sister's expression was serious, and the fourth and fifth sisters were also as angry as the third sister, but Xiao Qi was at a loss for what to do, and he still didn't know what was going on.

Stinky girl, don't run around if you have the ability!

Grandpa's angry voice came, and the sound of the waves rolled, stirring up circles and circles of ripples in the sky, scaring all the demons and demons in Alan Ruo Temple.

The huge gourd deftly avoided the attack of the roots, and there was a crisp sound on the gourd.

"Hahaha, there's a kind of you coming to catch me."

The dryad was even more angry, prompting the roots of the tree to chase the gourd, but the gourd was really a combination of rigidity and softness, and it could also spray sword qi to cut off the roots, and it couldn't be caught at all.

In front of the gazebo, the third sister had just taken a step, and the sister immediately reached out and grabbed her shoulder: "What should I do?" ”

The third sister turned around and said, "Of course I have to help grandpa." ”

Sister stared at her: "Forgot Yan Chixia? ”

The third sister's expression changed, and she was immediately silent, her face ugly.

Of course, she didn't forget that when Yan Chixia came to Alan Ruo Temple a year ago, no one in the temple, big and small, was her enemy, and the seven yellow yin gods were all defeated by her, and the third sister's proud steel and iron bones were cut off by Yan Chixia's sword and almost died.

finally relied on grandpa's hand to finally suppress Yan Chixia.

The eldest sister said softly: "To be grandpa's opponent, the realm is far above us, your rash intervention will only hurt yourself, please believe grandpa." ”

The third sister nodded unwillingly, and then looked at the gourd flying in the air, she secretly made up her mind: she must become stronger, so that she can better protect her grandfather, instead of letting her grandfather do it every time she encounters a strong enemy.

……

Ling Mengyue was sitting on top of a huge gourd with a rare seriousness on her face.

This huge gourd is the wine jug she always holds in her hand, but it is only magnified several times.

The roots of the trees around her that were shaking wildly couldn't touch Ling Mengyue's heart, but Ling Mengyue couldn't help this tree demon at the moment, both sides were in a stalemate, the key was who had the better endurance.

This tree demon has actually formed a golden pill, which was unexpected by Ling Mengyue, and he thought that Alan Ruosi was at best an innate realm monster.

In this world, the Jindan Demon, which one is not the one who is not in the Demon Domain, famous all over the world, such as the Tree Demon has become a Jindan, but still stays in the small space of Yefenling, relying on small means to steal other people's food, I have never heard of it.

But once they fought, Ling Mengyue saw that this Tree Demon's Golden Pill should have been made by tricks, the foundation was not very strong, and the mana was far from the real Golden Pill Great Demon.

But even so, the golden pill on this dryad was genuine and extremely difficult to deal with.

Ling Mengyue was glad that she didn't make a rash move after coming in, but instead secretly set up a demon-sealing sword array to suppress the Dryad while the Dryad was asleep, otherwise she should have fled immediately.

But it doesn't seem like a practical thing to get rid of Him, do you?

Ling Mengyue looked at the dancing tree roots around her and couldn't help but sigh, "I don't like tentacle monsters the most. ”

At this moment, his ears suddenly moved slightly, and he turned his head to look at the white mist below that had not yet dissipated.

"Oh, I don't know what the apprentice is doing now?"

As a result, she inquired about Fang Blacktea's whereabouts while calling.