Barren mountains and mountains, the corpse shadow is moving, at this time, Grandpa Hu has been surrounded by dry corpses, it is impossible to leave, and there are tree demons waiting for an opportunity to move outside the corpse group.

"Hmph! If you want to keep me Hu Guangcheng here, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

After Grandpa Hu finished scolding, he directly took out the Wenwang drum and the immortal whip, and just when those dry corpses had already grabbed Grandpa Hu's clothes with their teeth and claws, Grandpa Hu transported the true yuan in his body, recited the mantra, and then suddenly sounded the Wenwang drum!

As soon as the drum sounded, the torn force swept away in all directions in an instant, rushing into the corpses like a stormy wave...

Wherever the power reached, the corpses flew sideways, and hundreds of dried corpses were suddenly lost as much as half, which made Huai Zu, who was still muttering in front of the giant tree, stunned for a moment!

He has been thinking in his heart, the little fat man in front of him claims to be the heir of the Hu family, or the young shaman of shamanism, but how can he not look like it, he is five or six meters tall, with crooked eyebrows and small eyes, this is not like the appearance of a famous and decent family in the mouths of fellow practitioners in the past?

After thinking about it, Huaizu has his own plans again, no matter whether the little fat man in front of him is the young shaman of the Hu family or not, the situation has reached this point, the so-called good and evil are not separated, I don't want to go to hell, you have to go to hell!

I have been entrenched in this deep mountain and old forest for hundreds of years, and even those people of Buddhism and Taoism have killed a few, so one more and one less is nothing, maybe killing him will get some treasure in him, thinking of this, I can't help but secretly rejoice in my heart, I didn't expect to meet a piece of fat today, and I must swallow him!

Originally, Huaizu was still thinking about his little Jiujiu, but Grandpa Hu's drum beat startled him, Huaizu was convinced that Grandpa Hu must have something good on him, but he never expected that there would be such a powerful artifact!

Grandpa Hu saw that Huaizu was stupidly frightened by the Wenwang drum in his hand, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he laughed evilly, and then transported the true yuan in his body again, and beat the Wenwang drum again, this time the huge force of the Wenwang drum crashed directly into Huaizu.

No matter how Huaizu said it, it was also the cultivation of the middle and late stages of the human soul, and in a daze, he saw a huge force mixed with broken corpses roaring towards him, and hurriedly dodged to the side, but it was still too late, and he was slapped on the trunk of the tree behind him by the huge force of King Wen's drum, and after a short pause, he fell from the trunk to the ground, and a dog gnawed on the mud...

This can make Huai Zu angry, think about his own old goblin who has practiced for hundreds of years, was actually abused by a human monk, his own cultivation is higher than Grandpa Hu, and he is fully sure that he can play the young man in front of him to death in seconds, and then suck out his essence, make up the number of two hundred souls, enter the realm of human soul perfection, and cultivate to climb again.

But before he could react, he had already switched places with his prey, and if this was spread in the future, wouldn't he be very faceless?

Huaizu got up and patted the stump and broken leaves on his body, and said viciously to Grandpa Hu: "Okay, you kid who doesn't know whether you live or die, I don't care if you are a descendant of the Hu family or a descendant of the Nangong family, when you reach my realm today, you don't want to go out standing again!"

As soon as the words fell, a few figures came to Grandpa Hu, and Grandpa Hu didn't dare to slack off, and after breaking a foul word, he fought with Huaizu in one place...

Huaizu used a cane, Grandpa Hu was holding a whip to catch immortals, one person and one demon in the empty deep mountains and old forests, by the moonlight, there were hundreds of dried corpses beside him gradually approaching Grandpa Hu, the scene was terrifying and weird.

Grandpa Hu was a shamanic young shaman at that time, and he entered the realm of human spirits very early, and had already begun to practice "Ten Thousand Immortals" and "Out of the Horse Immortal Miscellaneous Talk", this "Ten Thousand Immortals" and "Out of the Horse Immortal Miscellaneous Talk" are both first-class methods in the Xuanmen, and there are infinite changes between one move and one style.

Although Huaizu said that his cultivation was higher than that of Grandpa Hu, he did not have the foundation of martial arts, and only relied on the instinct of the trees to resist the beating! Let Grandpa Hu beat Huaizu again and again, but still did not cause any important damage to Huaizu, but Grandpa Hu himself had already suffered a few sticks, which made Grandpa Hu very angry, and said that he was a shamanic young shaman who actually let a mountain village wild monster drag his tail and beat him, if this was known by Nangong Zikuo, it would be a shame!

"Hahaha... Where is my opponent in the middle stage of human soul cultivation, you should obediently suffer death, suck your soul, I will just fill the soul of two hundred people, and at that time I will completely enter the realm of human soul perfection, and the achievement of spiritual cultivation is just around the corner!" The more Huaizu spoke, the more excited he became, and he suddenly waved his cane and beckoned to Grandpa Hu!

When the cane passed, the wind immediately passed by Grandpa Hu's ear, and Grandpa Hu was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat.

Grandpa Hu did not show weakness, and held the immortal whip to block it, but after all, his strength was not as good as Huaizu, and he was suddenly repelled more than a zhang under the resistance, and he suddenly felt numb.

In addition, the dry corpses that are approaching themselves can no longer hide, and the situation at this time is that there are fierce tigers in front of them and wolves in the back, and if they are not careful, they will become the second hundredth ghost who died unjustly.

At this critical juncture, Grandpa Hu had a plan, pointed to the stars in the sky and shouted: "Look, there are planes!"

If you want to say that this goblin in the deep mountains and old forests can't help but flicker, Huaizu's coiled crutches have smashed towards Grandpa Hu, and suddenly heard Grandpa Hu point to the night sky and shouted, the movements in his hands really stopped, not only stopped, but also really looked in the direction pointed by Grandpa Hu, and couldn't help asking: "Where is the plane?"

When listening to Grandpa Hu tell this story, I listened to the black line in my head, and a crow with a crippled spirit flew over my head in an instant, wow... Wow...

No wonder this old man is so unreliable, the feelings are completely inherited from Grandpa Hu, and the crooked ideas in his head are a lot of them, and he let the locust tree spirit watch the plane at such a critical juncture, and I am also drunk...

To say that this locust tree spirit is also brainless, he was amused by a little trick of Grandpa Hu, but when Huaizu was slightly distracted and looked up to see the plane, Grandpa Hu transported enough vitality in his body, and poured all of it into the immortal whip, and then rounded his arms and greeted Huaizu directly...

Huaizu was still wondering, what is this plane?

Flying chickens? Isn't that pheasant?

But then he shouted in his heart that it was not good, but it was too late, the immortal whip in Grandpa Hu's hand had already hit Huaizu's left rib heavily, Huaizu screamed, and flew upside down to the right side without any discussion, smashing into the corpse group!

Grandpa Hu then jumped up on one foot in the air, jumped out of the attack range of the corpse group in a flash, and came to Huai Zu, who was gasping for breath, squinted a pair of small eyes and smiled: "With your IQ, you still dare to come out and harm people? Do you know what an airplane is?"

Huaizu stared at Grandpa Hu viciously, but in fact, he did secretly run the vitality in his body, but it was okay not to move, just as he tried to run the true yuan qi in the body, he suddenly injured the five internal organs, and he knew that the meridians suddenly went retrograde, and a mouthful of green blood choked out directly.

He didn't know that this King Wen drum and the whip of chasing immortals were the magic of the god era, specifically restraining those who had attained the Tao with fur and horns, and the five clans of the earth immortals came to the dynasty as soon as the drum sounded! Although Huaizu's cultivation was higher than that of Lao Yu, he couldn't stand the bad luck and met the nemesis, even if he had the heart to fight again, he had to delay it for a while.

Huai Zu scolded angrily: "You actually cheat!"

"I just saw the plane, didn't you see it? This is strange..."Grandpa Hu tilted his head and looked at the night sky with a fake look, and then pretended to think for a while and said: "That may be that I was wrong, it may be a meteor, didn't you make a wish when you saw a meteor?"

Huaizu's nose was almost crooked by the forehead guard, and he struggled to get up and was about to fight again, Grandpa Hu also knew that the night was long and dreamy, and it was completely the tree spirit who gave him a chance to take advantage of the enemy just now, and now take advantage of its injury, take advantage of his illness to kill it!

After laughing for a while, Huai Zu's small eyes narrowed, a sneer rose on the corner of his mouth, and he snorted angrily and scolded: "You locust tree spirit, you don't practice in the deep mountains with Taoism, you actually used evil methods to suck people's souls to remind cultivation, killed 200 lives, and forced the villagers of several nearby villages to leave their hometowns.

Grandpa Hu didn't talk nonsense anymore, he rounded his arm and beat King Wen's drum again, and the sound waves turned into an invisible huge force, rushing to the tree demon Huai Zu who was still eager to try.

Huaizu had suffered the loss of King Wen's drum just now, and when he saw that things were not good, he was about to turn into a form and flee, but the power of King Wen's drum penetrated Huaizu's body between lightning and flint, instantly hitting the tree demon and almost shattering the original god.

Grandpa Hu knew that the image of Huaizu was just the incarnation of the Tree Demon's Yuanshen, and as long as the real body was still there, sooner or later it would be able to repair the Yuanshen as a disaster, so it must not be allowed to have a chance to resurrect. The true appearance of the dryad is the old locust tree, the nature of the tree is wood, all things are mutually reinforcing, if you want to completely eradicate the dryad, you have to use fire to burn this old locust tree to ashes!

Thinking of this, Grandpa Hu put away the Wenwang drum to drive the fairy whip, turned his hand and took out the wind and thunder fan, and then quickly transported the true yuan qi in his body, the flying thunder fan suddenly flashed with a firelight, and a burst of lightning and flint mixed with the momentum of the wind and thunder directly split the giant tree, only to hear a loud bang, the thunder and fire from the wind and thunder fan split directly on the huge tree trunk, and the fire burst into the sky in an instant, and there were bursts of whimpering in the fire, desolate and terrifying...

The firelight illuminated the nebula for half a day, and the remaining dried corpses also became ashes, and Grandpa Hu couldn't help but sigh for a while, hundreds of years of cultivation were burned like this, it was really in response to that sentence, the sins of heaven are forgivable, and the sins of oneself cannot be lived...