Zhang Junbao flew out of the palace, like stepping on clouds, like chasing the sun, running like a dragon, and came to the town in a short time. The scene in front of him was terrible, just like hell, only to see the thorny rattan rolling, writhing, winding snake, sweeping straight stabs, where the living people were found, then they frantically pounced on the pursuit, and the ferocity was better than the rabid tiger and the mad tiger.

They tear off the heads of living people, burrow into the human body, and then burst out. Or like a python coiled around the human body, it breaks bones, tears skin, and falls into a meat patty. They hang their bodies high and let them drip blood, or they carry them into the ground and disappear. They are not blindly hungry or defeating the enemy, but more like slaughtering the city, showing the majesty of the strong.

The people of the town were hoarse and screaming, and fled with their heads in their hands, seeking shelter in their houses, behind trees, in rocks, and in ponds, but what was the use of doing this? There are people who bravely resist, but only those who die more miserably.

Zhang Junbao was furious when he saw this, in a trance, and his heart instantly appeared in his heart The scene of the former Yuan soldiers breaking the city and slaughtering, he trembled angrily, his fists were bleeding, he shook his sleeve robe, the wind was fierce, turned into a wind blade, rushed into the rattan, or cut off, or pulled up, or crushed, or blown away, like a bamboo, and instantly relieved the siege for the people in the town. The rattan seemed to be afraid, or tired, or tired, so they retreated one after another, and burrowed into the caves, and in a moment they were gone.

The surviving residents were so frightened that they couldn't give up, but for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, they were also in ecstasy, and when they saw Zhang Junbao descending from the sky like a flying general, they all clapped their hands and applauded, and some people said: "Immortals, this is really a fairy! With such a wave of their hands, the divine wind will blow like a tiger! Those tree demons will flutter and flee!"

Someone else wept aloud and begged, "This fairy, please save my son." He was captured by the dryads and dragged into a burrow. ”

There were also people who kowtowed and said: "Ask the gods to use the divine wind to save us all, this island is so dangerous, where is the place to live for a long time?

Zhang Junbao hurriedly ran through the crowd and came to the goshawk's residence, and when he pushed the door, he saw that there was no trace of a struggle in the house, where was the shadow of the goshawk? Zhang Junbao knew that the goshawk's skill had been greatly damaged. Exhausted, unable to resist the rattan, he rushed out of the door and shouted, "Second brother, second brother!" The sound was like thunder, and it spread far away, and the whole island could hear it clearly. The townspeople looked at each other in shock, dumbfounded, and became more and more convinced of Zhang Junbao's kung fu. Soon after, there were cheers and cheers one after another.

Zhang Junbao waited for a while, but did not reply, thinking: "Second brother, he is witty. Martial arts are ingenious, and they will never die like this. At this moment, he must be hiding somewhere, injured and unable to move. Now the only way to do this is to kill the enemy and capture the king. Directly eradicate the source of evil on this island. He remembered the location of the mother spirit flower deity that the fly had said, and he was angry and hateful. He jumped into the air again and hurried towards the stele. The people were dumbfounded, knelt on the ground, kept kowtowing and worshipping, extremely religious.

To the side of the stele, he fell to the ground, leaned over and pressed against the ground, listened to the sound of the earth, listened to it, only felt that the hairs stood up, the bones were terrifying, his internal strength was deep, his ears and eyes were clear, and he heard the sound of snakes twisting insects crawling faintly under the stele. In the midst of the noise, Zhang Junbao clearly heard the echo of a heartbeat.

He hated and thought: "That demon flower is down there!" His heart was furious, gathering qi to wrap around his palm, using his palm as a knife, and cutting it down with force! Zhang Junbao's martial arts are subtle, proficient in yin and yang internal force, when yin and soft, the palm power can be unloaded from the landslide, can level the huge waves, and turn a thousand catties in four or two; when the masculine is strong, the hand knife breaks gold and jade, and the armor is broken and the knife is broken, and the power is endless. At this moment, the luck was fierce, and the force sank into the ground twenty zhang, and the rattan in the soil was smashed by his palm.

He slashed down again and again, within a few moves, a big hole was cracked in the ground Kerala, he jumped from the big hole, and kept slapping out the hollow palm force, shattering the crust, sure enough, as the fly said, the stone under the stele had been broken by the gray flame, the texture was relatively soft, in front of Zhang Junbao's overwhelming palm power, it was vulnerable. He has been falling more than 30 zhang deep, and there was a roar in the ground, which suddenly caused a collapse, and it was out of control, exactly: monstrous stones fell like rain, and the piercing sound was like a dragon's roar, like an abyss demon cave, and there was no light around the body.

Zhang Junbao knew that the space below was spacious, and he was not bottomless, but he was afraid that it was really a thousand feet high, so he used the kung fu of the real martial arts to control the hurricane with a slight breeze, stabilize his body, and land down rapidly.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a soft voice in his heart asking, "You are not Jueyuan, who are you?" The voice was ethereal, and it came directly into his mind, as if it was witchcraft.

Zhang Junbao thought with hatred in his heart: "She must be the Spirit Flower Demon! It was she who manipulated Master Jueyuan and committed these countless bloody cases!"

The demon was terrified, and cried out, "No! I didn't mean to! I don't know anything!"

Zhang Junbao was in mid-air, feeling the sound of rustling, and there was a tide of rattan surging forward, Zhang Junbao laughed angrily, and counterattacked with the wind blade. Zhang Junbao fell to the ground and set off forward, really in an instant, a hundred miles. The demon kept poking out rattans, which were enough to resist thousands of troops, but Zhang Junbao was alone, agile and fast, flying like a shadow, and he flashed through the rattans, and those rattans didn't even notice it, and they were still standing in front of him.

When the demon saw this person coming so quickly, he immediately understood: this person's martial arts are so high that he is not under Jueyuan. Zhang Junbao noticed the abnormality, immediately stopped, and saw that in the air, there were countless green pollen, swinging leisurely in front of him, ups and downs, like a golden green screen.

Zhang Junbao knew that this pollen was extremely dangerous, if it entered the body, took root and sprouted, although it could be expelled, but if it was missed, it would be seriously injured. He pondered for a moment, flicked his fingers, the wind blew fiercely, flying sand and stones, covered the pollen, and sent it into the air, no matter how barrier-free he was in front of him, it was a rush to hurry, only to see a big hole in front of him, in the dark, the ghostly light floated, and there was a huge demon flower in the hole, really: the petals were like a phoenix tail, the color was bright like a rainbow, and the beauty of the capital could close the moon, how could you be shy of this gorgeous flower?

The buds of this demon flower are huge, with a diameter of 20 zhang, shaped into an oval, and the buds are ever-changing, and when viewed from a distance, they gradually become a woman's face.

She said, "This hero, please spare my life." The voice was gentle and polite, and poignant.

In an instant, Zhang Junbao was in a calm mood, not happy or angry, he slowly walked to the demon flower and sat down, silent, implying murderous intentions, waiting for the demon flower to speak.

The demon flower cried: "This hero, I was an ancient flower ten thousand years ago, just rooted in this cave, there is heaven and earth aura gathering in the cave, the sun and the moon shine evenly, I got this fairy fate, slowly grew up, branched out, all over the heirs, and finally became like this at this time." ”

Zhang Junbao thought to himself: "Yes, you demon heretic, you are so poisonous, the so-called heirs are all over the place, there must be a bloody storm." "Sit still, look calm, and secretly spread the true qi.

The demon flower said: "Thousands of years ago, there were inhabitants on the island, and they built temples, palaces, temples, and statues for me. I have no intention of killing them, but I just send pollen into their bodies, and they willingly become the hosts of my children and grandchildren, and my children and grandchildren will also bother to help them live longer. ”

Zhang Junbao almost burst out laughing, he thought: "Yes, you are clever in your words, and you really have a sharp tongue and a sharp mouth! Such evil acts and atrocities are actually described by you as a favor!"

Demon Flower said: "Later, some of my alien pirates came to the island, and one of them, by chance, became my incarnation, my mortal son, and the host of my true spirit. Since then, he has been immortal, beautiful as an immortal, infinitely powerful, and has gained all kinds of divine powers. But in addition to being excited, I was in a trance, and my roots and branches trembled, and I accidentally killed thousands of people on the island. I regretted it, and I fell into a deep sleep with sadness. ”

Zhang Junbao thought to himself: "'In addition to being excited, in a trance?', is this your justification for killing people?"

Demon Flower said: "After a few hundred years, a divine doctor named Gray Yan came to the island, and his martial arts are also very good, and he found my place. I spoke to him with the last spirit I had left, and told him what had happened to me with my incarnate son. He was so overjoyed that he managed to boil a patch of medicine and pour it into me, with the help of which I was inspired and hopeful. If I can find another incarnate son and grant him a long life, I will also be greatly benefited. ”

Zhang Junbao couldn't help but ask, "What benefits?"

Demon Flower said, "I can use this to cultivate as an adult. ”

Zhang Junbao's heart was even more angry, and he thought: "Crooked and heretical ways, full of nonsense! How can you become a human body with such a ferocious demon? You can actually believe such strange theories and liars, you are really evil and stupid!"

Seeing that Zhang Junbao was silent, the demon flower thought that he believed it was true, and said: "After a few hundred years, the old monk Jueyuan came here to get rid of the demon, he has great powers, if he wants to kill me, it is effortless, but he is charitable, not only does not get rid of me, but talks with me all day long, I am very happy, and I hope he can help me and help me achieve my wish, so day and night, secretly begging him." Suddenly, he became very sympathetic to me, and my incarnate son happened to have brought the Mongol prince to live on the island. With the unintentional help of my son, I finally persuaded Master Jueyuan to help me fulfill my wish and find the next incarnate son. (To be continued......)