Xianshan Road is cold from smoke and water, when will the sea of clouds return?

At this time, it is twilight, the sky is getting dark, the sunset shines on the earth, the cold mountains are suddenly draped in a light veil like a glow, the shadows are sufficient, and it is like a few light strokes of light ink, and the distant mountains are hazy.

A stream flows out from the foot of the cold mountain, rolling up in clouds and sunset, accompanied by dense forests and hills, leading to another mountain peak more than ten miles away.

This peak is not as high as the cold mountain, and it is far less than the name of the cold mountain, but there is no nameless peak.

"Dumb—"

In the dim glow, a black shadow swept across the sky against the gale, and suddenly let out a rough cry, flapping its dark wings, and flew towards the nameless peak.

And on the cliff of this nameless peak, there is a huge willow tree, although it is the frost season, this willow tree is still verdant, but not even a single willow leaf can be seen, only the bare willow is left, it looks strong and powerful, and the roots of the tree are also deeply rooted in the mountain rock.

The bark of this huge willow tree is covered with dense wrinkles, and it looks like a sleeping face full of wrinkles.

"Dumb—dumb—"

Suddenly, the black shadow fluttered its wings and landed on one of the branches of the willow tree.

It was a five-foot-long raven, its dark and shiny plumage glowing with a seeping blue-purple sheen, and its deep eyes seemed to be staring straight at death.

And the willow tree suddenly shook gently, and the bark of the main trunk like a face began to change slowly, and a pair of eyes as deep as ink opened, revealing vivid and clear hideous features.

The next moment, the surface of the trunk of this huge willow tree also cracked a deep and dark opening, like a bloody mouth, and let out a low but strange voice like dozens of people overlapping together: "Brother, have you found any traces of the Lord?"

It turned out to be a thousand-year-old dryad with a willow tree.

"Dumb—"

The dark raven flapped its wings and cried, and its mouth was hoarse and shriveled: "No!

"Then I can only wait, but my father received a message from the Heavenly Demon Forbidden Land, saying that if the Lord wants to rebuild, he will definitely go down the mountain. ”

The voice of the willow demon was a little illusory and ethereal, and it was overlapping, waving the willow sticks in the sky, and said coldly: "Even if it is the Guan Lord, after taking the house and rebuilding, it will take a lot of time to restore the old cultivation! Father and eldest brother are restrained by the noses of the cows, and they can't get out for the time being, we must deal with the Guan Lord as soon as possible!"

"Wait!kill him!kill him!" the raven fluttered, and jumped out word by word.

"We still have to be careful, though. The face on the bark of the willow demon became serious again: "After all, it is the Lord of the Heavens, although he has taken it and rebuilt, but God knows what kind of follow-up he has prepared?" ”

The raven opened his mouth and replied, "Yes!

At this moment, the willow demon suddenly shook the wicker sticks one by one, and said in a low voice: "Brother, look, there is a person walking out of the clouds and mist of the cold mountain, is that the Lord?"

The raven flapped its wings and flew in the air, looking in the direction of the cold mountain.

I saw that at the foot of the cold mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, in the dense forest filled with clouds and mist ten miles away, a young man with a brocade robe and jade belt, like a prince and nobleman, walked beside the stream without hurry.

Seeing this, the raven burst out a bunch of words in excitement and fear: "Young, man, forehead, scarred, Lord, it's him, hit him, hit him!"

"Wait, let's see what happens. ”

The willow tree demon slowly plucked the roots of the tree, took two steps forward, and took root on the edge of the cliff, and the hole in the eyes of a pair of trees widened a little, and looked carefully at the young man ten miles away.

"Kill him, kill him!" and the raven flapped its wings on the branches, urging impatiently, "Fight, fight, hit, hit?"

The willow demon observed deafly for a moment, but said in a low voice: "Brother, listen to me, you must not be deceived by cunning humans, my father told me that after such a master takes over, the mana will not be completely lost, and a trace of pure and condensed mana will be left behind, and with the help of this trace of mana, you can cast a Dao foundation on the spot, but what is the difficulty of flying in the sky?"

"I thought that the Lord would leave the sky, so I waited here, and I saw the opportunity to ambush him.

"And what about the Lord?

"Not only did he not fly through the sky, but he didn't even perform the simplest magic technique, but walked down the mountain path slowly like a mortal, and he didn't even use the obstruction method, it was as if he was waiting for us to kill him!

"Brother, don't you think that's too weird?

"So blatant, I'm almost eighty percent sure that it's a trap!"

The willow tree demon grinned and sneered: "Brother, believe it or not, once we show up to kill the Guan Lord, there will be a master hidden in the dark immediately!

"Trap, trap, damnable, damn!" said the raven, who seemed to understand, flapped its wings and croaked angrily.

The willow tree demon said quite confidently: "Hehe, there are many spirits in my demon clan who are naturally dull, if it is just your brother, you may still be tricked, but I wait for the grass and tree spirits to be smart by nature, how can I not see through this ambush?"

As he spoke, he stared at the young man who was washing his face by the stream ten miles away, and snorted coldly: "Look, the viewer actually deliberately stopped by the stream to drink water and wash his face? This is simply deliberately creating an opportunity for us to sneak up on him! It's so insidious!"

The ravens also shouted angrily: "Human, insidious!

The willow demon pulled out his roots-like legs, stepped back some distance, and said, "However, we can't do nothing and go back to our father to get back to our father, we still have to test it, as long as we don't expose us." ”

I saw its wicker slowly fluttering, and suddenly there was a stabbing sound, and the bloody mouth on the face of the main trunk of the willow tree suddenly cracked a larger crack hole, dark and deep, like a bottomless pit.

At the entrance of the cave, a slightly illusory female figure floated out faintly.

The woman's hair was thin, her face was yellow and thin, her face was withered, her spirit was extremely sluggish, her body was so weak that it seemed that a gust of wind could blow it away, her abdomen was shriveled and constricted to the size of a fist, her hands were on her stomach, and she stood on her back, like a refugee about to starve to death.

The willow demon closed his mouth again and said, "Brother, you are good at séance spells, cast a 'soul melting spell' on me, a 'hungry ghost'."

"Although my hungry ghost is not very lethal, but before the mana is exhausted, it is difficult to destroy, and I am the best at devouring the mana of the cultivator, plus your soul melting spell, which is also a spell purely used to dissolve mana......

"Hmph, unless it is a master's action, with the current cultivation of the Lord, I guess I can't get rid of me, a hungry ghost. ”

It sneered conceitedly, and said, "In this way, without us showing up in person, we can force out the master who is secretly protecting the master, and if the master does not have the help of the master, we can also take this opportunity to kill the master!"

The raven waved its wings excitedly and exclaimed, "Good lord!!!"

The willow demon let out a low sneer, and several wicker sticks were suddenly thrown out like long whips, and whipped at the hungry ghost's body, causing the hungry ghost to roll wildly on the ground in pain, his face full of pain and fear, and let out a vague plea for mercy.

"Dumb—dumb—"

The raven flapped its wings, opened its long beak like a mantra and called twice, and then saw a strange black mang fly out of its beak and land on the hungry ghost.

Leaning less, a layer of misty light slowly emerged on the surface of the hungry ghost's thin and clumsy body.

"Go, drain his mana!, and kill him!" the willow shriel.

The hungry ghost quickly got up with a grunt, and floated down the cliff with a hunched body.