At night, he is not a human being, nor is he a demon.

He is a rudimentary monster condensed from the fear of the human heart.

However, according to Meng Yao, he took the subordinates of the Destruction Elf Clan, and there was no demonic energy on him.

In other words, behind him, there is still someone, why did that person have to destroy the elves?

"Master, follow the direction that you just came out of at night, and at the end is the location of the Elven World Tree, and my feeling now is getting clearer and clearer, the World Tree is about to completely wither!"

Ling Guyue looked up at Han Qianlong and shouted anxiously, "Senior brother......"

"Don't worry, I know."

As Han Qianlong said, without the illusion, the biggest weapon, there was nothing to be afraid of at night, and it could even be said that he was weak, and he had no power to resist in the process of Han Qianlong breaking him up.

After the battle was over, Han Qianlong picked up Ling Guyue and rushed in the direction of the Elven World Tree.

All the way to the end, the smell of decay became stronger and stronger, until every tree and grass was covered with a thick black gas.

This kind of black qi was very familiar to Han Qianlong, just like the black mist that appeared on his spiritual root every time he used vines to destroy the corpse.

Sure enough, it was demonic energy.

Every time he absorbed an additional corpse, the demonic energy in his body increased by one more point.

It is really not easy for the elders of the head of the Qingyun Sect to help him suppress it for so many years, he has always had a plan, when he can't suppress it soon, he will betray the sect and find a deserted place to blow himself up.

Who knew that after being confused by the night time just now, the power that Ling Guyue conveyed to him made him see hope.

It was a living force that could perfectly restrain the demonic energy, and it dispersed a trace of the demonic energy that was firmly suppressed in his spiritual root.

The little sister is his blessing!

He thought he was doomed.

There was a person waiting next to the Elven World Tree, it was Long Yu, who had been angry before.

He slapped his palms after he eliminated the last demonized elf, "Xiao Yue'er, if it weren't for my brother, this elf world tree wouldn't be able to support you." ”

"Who are you, brother?" Before Ling Guyue could answer, Han Qianlong lowered his face, "Don't have a next time." ”

Long Yu opened his mouth, he didn't speak, he didn't speak, he didn't speak, how could his brother completely change after not seeing him for a long time?

I obviously wouldn't do this to him before, at most I gently told him, "Don't joke." ”

So, what's going on?

After Han Qianlong threw down two sentences with a cold face, he no longer paid attention to Long Yu, and walked to the side of the Elven World Tree with Ling Guyue in his arms, "Little junior sister, what do you need to do?" ”

"Senior brother, let me down, I'll do it myself."

"Okay, I'll just stand next to me, just call me if you need to." Han Qianlong explained and retreated to the side.

By the way, he threw it to Long Yu, "Just get the magic robe called Demon Jiaosi." ”

Long Yu smiled at this time.

The beauty smiled, and the iceberg melted.

I saw him happily approaching Han Qianlong, stretched out his hand, took out three small green beads and handed them to him, "Oh, the wood is a spiritual power bead." ”

"Thank you, brother." Han Qianlong took it with a gentle smile, as if it was not him who warned Long Yu with a cold face before.

Long Yu leaned over to him again, "Then, brother, can you reach three earth-based spiritual power beads?" ”

I saw Han Qianlong look at him, put away his gentle smile, took a step in his direction, and returned the wooden spiritual power bead to him expressionlessly, "Can't." ”

Good guy, if you can't, you can't, what does it mean to return the green beads?

"Brother, you have changed, since you got along with your little sister, you don't get along with me, you know that it's useless for me to ask for this thing, you give it back to me, who can I give it to if you don't give it to you?"

Han Qianlong tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise, and still pretended to be nothing, "That is, what you get, you can give it to whoever you want." ”