"Little Hades won't have any accidents, right? Will it be fatal? The monkey demon was a little worried when he saw Ah Lang's embarrassed appearance, for fear that his divine realm would be lost by chance.

"Accidents? He can be fatally injured before it is called an accident! This little evil animal has rough skin and thick flesh, and the general injury can only be regarded as rubbing the skin and tickling it for him! Brother Six-eared, don't worry about the little evil animal, if nothing else, the little evil animal will come back within ten days, we should worry about the thousand-year-old dryad, the little evil animal has never suffered this kind of loss, I have a hunch, the thousand-year-old dryad will be unlucky! The little centipede of the dragon head stared at the grass where Ah Lang disappeared while solving the monkey demon's puzzles.

"What is the little Yama going to do?" The monkey demon looked at the little centipede in confusion.

"Don't worry, Brother Six-Eared take your time, I'll surprise you." The little centipede stared at the place where Ah Lang disappeared and remained motionless.

After the tea, the three demons looked at each other, but they never saw Ah Lang's figure.

"Brother Touch Dragon, it seems that you misestimated!"

"Impossible, this product can't just give up like this, if it really gives up, it will be a little disappointed......" The little centipede frowned, and looked at Ah Lang's disappearance with a little disappointment.

"It's coming, it's coming, but it's ......" The little white pig saw a turtle shell sticking to the ground, sneakily circling around the shallow pool of the Millennium Dryad, and after countless attempts, he never dared to approach the Millennium Dryad within a foot.

"This little evil animal is really out of the ordinary, how to run back and forth with a turtle shell on his back, it's really a shame, this thing really doesn't have a trace of shame!" Seeing Ah Lang act like this, the little centipede of the dragon head was disdainful.

"Interesting, it seems that Little Hades still has some ideas." The little white pig saw that Ah Lang's figure around the thousand-year-old tree demon kept speeding up, and it didn't take long for an afterimage to form.

"How can there be an afterimage? Has Little Yama comprehended the high-level body magic spirit technique? The monkey demon saw Ah Lang's abnormal figure, and opened his big eyes.

"It should be that Netherworld Shadow Body Spiritual Technique, it seems that it was taught to him by Grandpa Xiao Hades. This spiritual technique is a little weird, and it should not be low in appearance, but due to the existing spiritual realm of the little Yama King, this mental method has not been able to be formed. The little white pig told the dragon head centipede and the monkey demon about his self-analysis.

"Huh? It is indeed a high-level body magic spiritual technique, and it has actually formed an afterimage phantom wall! The little centipede's voice trembled slightly, as if it had been stimulated by some kind.

"Remnant Phantom Wall? Impossible, the Afterimage Phantom Wall can only be formed by the god-level body magic spirit technique, although it is called the phantom wall, it actually has the function of isolating the input of spiritual power, don't say that I am a demon domain, even the five major sects of the human race do not necessarily have such body and spirit skills! The little white pig's voice trembled.

"Huh? White King, you actually know the Remnant Phantom Wall, and you are so familiar with the characteristics of the Remnant Phantom Wall, don't you hide it from us? The little centipede heard the little white pig's response, and couldn't help but turn its head to stare at the little white pig.

"Hehe, no, no, I just looked at my clan's god-level spirit skill spectrum, and the spectrum recorded the afterimage phantom wall." The little white pig still responded to the little centipede with a sincere face.

"Really?" The little centipede squinted at the little white pig and was skeptical of the little white pig's response.

"What is little Hades doing?" The monkey demon let out a suspicious sound, interrupting the discussion between the little centipede and the little white pig.

Under the extremely shocked gaze of the three demons, Ah Lang, who was rapidly traveling around the Millennium Tree Demon, suddenly launched an attack on the Millennium Tree Demon. In the blink of an eye, Ah Lang, whose whole body was covered by a turtle shell-like spiritual power cover, smashed into the trunk of the thousand-year-old dryad like a boulder.