Chapter 115: The Horror of Witchcraft

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In the ninth-order formation, Zhou An frowned slightly. After several temptations, I couldn't find a trace of weirdness, it seems that the famous words of the Zhou people are right. If you don't fly to the tiger, don't be nosy.

"There aren't many ninth-order witch arrays in the entire Nanban, and it just so happens that I'm in the master's library pavilion. I know the corresponding method of breaking, but unfortunately I have to know what the formation is. Otherwise, it will be even worse if it is forcibly broken. Qun Fang said seriously with jealousy

Zhou An suddenly sat up cross-legged, the other party's purpose was obviously not pure. If he doesn't understand the other party's purpose, he won't easily find the weakness of this formation.

Although he is young, he has seen too many treasures in the book. Killing people and killing people is even extremely weird in their methods. If you want to live well, you can plan for the worst. It is indispensable, not to mention that the real strength of the other party is stronger than oneself.

Wuxiang covered her face and couldn't stop complaining in her heart. Your cowardice still hasn't changed at all.

Qun Fang was jealous and sat on the chair and laughed. The demon clan has always rumored that the human race is a traitor, and it is very shameless. Sure enough, I can't believe it all, just rely on the skill of acting for a human teenager. Those demon generals who have lived for hundreds of years can't catch up even if they shoot horses.

"The purpose of my trip here is to come for the eye of this formation, and I dare not be interested in the Fire Spirit Bead. Rest assured, we can join forces. ”

The wings behind Zhou An appeared, and five flying swords appeared. A body of sword intent catharsis, on the verge of madness.

His purpose has always been known only to the people around him, and Silver Eye will naturally not be revealed. Heijiao has always been by his side, and the only one who knows is that there is no one else except the heart demon Wuxiang.

Wuxiang's face turned cold, and the long sword in his hand shot out. Qunfang was jealous and knew that there was a powerful aura. In a flash, his brow furrowed slightly.

"Say, Who told you the purpose of my trip? I just don't want these flying swords, and I want to find that traitor. Zhou An said with a gloomy face

Qun Fang chuckled lightly, looking at the already fried Terran. I think it's very cute, like a kitten being provoked.

"Fire Spirit Beads, only the powerhouses of the Holy Realm can refine them. However, there is still a kind of living creature under the holy realm that can be refined, and those under the three mirrors call them immortals. In fact, he is also a qi practitioner, and not many people know this secret. But I've seen it in my master's codex, so I'll know what you're here for as soon as you appear. Qun Fang said softly

Zhou An did not believe it all, and there were many doubts in this matter. However, it can probably be explained that there must be more than one master who knows that the Fire Spirit Clan has Fire Spirit Beads.

A medium-sized tribe disappears, and other tribes cannot ignore it. And the Fire Spirit Bead himself could judge that it might be here, and those old guys had no reason not to know.

The biggest suspicion is the material of the Holy Soldier. Why would other tribes let the Fire Spirit Clan keep it until now.

"What about your coping? You don't think you're pretentious. Just want me to be one of them, as a coolie to break through this formation. Zhou An retracted his breath and said calmly

Qun Fang was slightly stunned, he didn't expect the young man of the human race to be so moody. However, the obvious traces of pretending are too obvious, and they still need to be honed.

"You don't have any women in the Terrans, but you have an appetite for me. I'm glad to treat me as an equal with you. Qun Fang said with a jealous smile

Zhou An's mind turned sharply and he thought for a long time. I met him, and no one really liked him. So what, though.

Qun Fang stood up jealously, and a flower flew out of his cuff. With every breath, the flower changes color. exudes a faint demonic aura, which turned out to be a magic weapon.

This demon master of the demon clan is a bit unusual. The maid used a willow leaf, and now the apprentice uses a flower.

According to what the eldest brother taught, the Terrans were able to survive. The only advantage is to learn to use tools, and the current demon clan also thinks so.

Do those smart people see the world the same way? However, the eldest brother has only lived to be in his twenties, so he can have a similar view to the demon master of the demon clan.

It's too incredible, or does the eldest brother have other identities.

"This is my magic weapon, 'Sad Flower', taken from a trace of the soul of the world's strange flowers and plants. Coupled with the smelting of my demonic energy, the purpose of my coming here is because the thing that crushes the array here is a strange flower. Qun Fang said seriously with jealousy

Zhou An was suspicious and looked at the flowers in Qunfang's hands. Zhou An's fingertips emitted a sword aura, just enough to scatter the flowers.

Wuxiang looked appreciative, and Zhou An's perception became stronger and stronger. This kind of temptation has also been done, maybe the ten-year covenant will be much more exciting than I thought.

The sword qi was hidden in the petals of the flower, and it shot quickly towards the window. This time, the sword qi seemed to encounter a wall of qi, and Zhou An's figure flickered.

The wooden sword slammed into the barrier, like frozen water. It was trampled on, and the cracks were all over the windows.

"It turned out to be an illusion, this patriarch's mind is poisonous enough. Qun Fang said jealously and mockingly

At this time, the scenery had changed dramatically, and the three of them had fallen into darkness. Standing in the darkness, above the sky was a circular light.

Zhou An looked admiring, relying on a well in the yard. Being able to cast such a subtle illusion can not only deceive perception. can also hide the real formation, these martial arts masters who have cultivated for a hundred years really can't be underestimated.

Zhou An, who was standing at the bottom of the well, felt something strange around him. The wooden sword stabbed at the wall of the well, three inches deeper. The figure swayed and stood on top of the sword.

Qun Fangxian was just about to ask something, when suddenly a pair of blood-red eyes appeared in the darkness everywhere. It looked eerie, and a chill filled the ground.

"Haha, hee-hee......"

The strange atmosphere became stronger and stronger, and Zhou An looked at Qun Fang's jealousy who had not yet reacted, and his face was calm. is worthy of being a giant of the younger generation of the demon clan, and his mental quality is better than his own.

Qunfang was so jealous that she didn't dare to move, although she was a demon clan. But for the matter of death, the fear is not much worse than that of human beings.

Sadly, a colorful shield appeared beside him. Tightly guarding his body, his breath was a little unstable.

Zhou An frowned slightly, according to reason. Shouldn't you shout first, and then kill the Quartet? Why did you put on the turtle shell first, and said where did the demon clan Junjie go?

But since it's a formation, it must be an attack without dead ends. Now that there is an attack from all sides, according to the art of war, it must be a feint to attract attention.

Then there are assists, which consume the vigilance of the enemy. Zhou An was still calculating, and suddenly countless arms stretched out from the wall of the well.

Zhou An's stomach churned, and he was hugged by his arm against the wall of the well without paying attention.

The light in the sky suddenly dimmed, and a claw the size of a zhang appeared, grabbing at Qunfang jealousy.

"A Thought Blossoms"

The flowers in Qunfang's hands shot into the sky in an instant. The flowers grow larger at one foot of the flower, and then they bloom.

Pitch-black claws, piercing through the giant flowers.

Zhou An's face was gloomy, and the assist appeared, and the next thing was the main attack.

"Ah......h

With a miserable scream, Zhou An looked down. Qun Fang Jealousy was screaming, and an arm appeared at the bottom of the well and grabbed Qun Fang Jealousy at once.

There was a sinister breath coming from his arm, and he faintly saw emerald green hair.

The moment Zhou An hesitated, Qun Fang's jealousy was pulled into the bottom of the well and disappeared.

The sad flowers of the sky, shrinking rapidly. Lightning shot at the bottom of the pitch-black well without hesitation.

Looking at the bottomless hole, Zhou An looked pensive.

To save or not to save, that's the question!

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