?? Wu Yan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look strangely at the group of monks from Zizhu Island.

Among the monks, there was a long-bearded old man dressed as a Confucian scholar, who was looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was expecting something.

"Don't panic, this little friend. The old man is a bitter pen on Zizhu Island in the South China Sea, if you are a disciple of the Demon Mansion, you should have heard of the old man's name. At this time, the long-bearded old man dressed as a Confucian priest transmitted a voice to Wu Yan with a divine thought.

Wu Yanxin was slightly stunned, and then he understood a little. This group of monks from Zizhu Island must have seen him use the demon transformation talisman. This kind of talisman is only available to the disciples of the Demon Mansion. To be precise, the real demon talisman is only available among the core disciples of the Demon Mansion, and the disciples of the Demon God Sect who were born in Lingnan.

Since Zizhu Island is in the South China Sea, and the South China Sea is adjacent to Lingnan, it is not surprising that they know some things about the Demon God Sect. They think so, and it should be. It's just that Wu Yan obviously didn't have any intention of 'communicating' with this monk, and he used the old Confucian scholar who was called Kubi Weng to transmit the voice to him twice in succession, but he didn't pay attention to it, but continued to use the "Demon Feather 'Mixing' Yuan Mirror" to release the magic light and repair some subtle cracks on the shield.

It's only been less than two hours, and it takes half a day for the greedy wolf king to arrange the magic circle, and if he can't even hold on for half a day, I'm afraid the three of them will be in danger.

The bitter pen Weng probably didn't expect that the core disciple of the Demon Mansion who had just used the demon talisman would look like he had never heard of it after he reported his name. His face immediately darkened, and he began to cry.

"Little friend, the old man is friends with Zhu Dashuai of the Demon Mansion, you don't have to be suspicious. If it is the great demon monk of the Demon Mansion, the old man can communicate with him and help him fight against the thunder tribulation, how about it?"

Wu Yan's face showed a hint of hesitation, he was silent for a moment, and suddenly responded: "How can the junior believe what you say?"

When the bitter writer heard Wu Yan's response, his face immediately 'revealed' a trace of joy, and continued: "Little friend, don't worry, the old man has a letter of Zhu Dashuai in his hand, which can prove the identity of the old man. Presumably you are a disciple of the Demon Mansion from the Demon God Sect, right? Zhu Dashuai's letter talisman, you should know it. ”

He patted the storage bag, took out a palm-sized silver 'color' token, and lit up to Wu Yan, saying, "Xiaoyou should believe it now, right?" Quickly open the guard array and let the old man in, so that the old man can communicate with the big demon monk!"

"It seems that the seniors are indeed familiar with the handsome? It's just that this protective array is not arranged by the juniors, but the juniors don't know how to open it?" Wu Yan said with a hesitant "look" on his face.

After the bitter pen man escaped, the Zizhu Island monk who was originally bombarding the shield was obviously much less powerful. On the other side, the Penglai Four Immortals and Xuan Qingzi of the Northern Sword Sect and others looked at Kubi Weng with a 'gloomy' and incomprehensible expression. That Xuan Qingzi even moved his lips, obviously asking Kubi Weng with the technique of sound transmission.

Kubi Weng turned his head to look at Xuan Qingzi, and his lips kept moving a few times, as if explaining something.

A moment later, after that Xuan Qingzi's order, everyone stopped the bombardment in their hands again.

At this time, Kubi Weng once again transmitted a message to Wu Yan: "Little friend, you see, the old man didn't lie to you, right? After listening to the old man's explanation, they have stopped attacking the protective formation. ”

"Senior, how do you know that the junior is a disciple of the Demon Mansion?" Wu Yanmu said with a 'look' of doubt and confusion.

"You just used the demon talisman that only the core disciples of the Demon Mansion have? The old man and Zhu Dashuai are the best friends, of course they know some things about the core disciples of the Demon Mansion. Little friend, you hurry up and let the old man in. You see, this second thunder tribulation, its 'color' is already golden, the old man looked at the great demon monk, and the forbidden thunder protection array he arranged could only support until the end of the second thunder tribulation. According to the usual practice of the Great Demon Monk's Tribulation, there are three thunderstorms in the sky, the first three thunder tribulations have passed, and the second thunder tribulation has also passed once, and there are still two unfinished. Since he was crossing the Transformation Thunder Tribulation, then he had to endure the third two Tiangang Purple Thunder Fang to be considered a success. With the power of this protective array, it was difficult to support the third thunder tribulation. In order to prove himself, the bitter writer actually took the trouble to explain to Wu Yan in detail.

Wu Yan said: "This, okay, or the junior will go to the senior and talk to him, and ask him to decide." ”

Hearing Wu Yan's tone loosen, the bitter writer immediately said without hesitation: "Xiaoyou, why bother so much? This protective array obviously belongs to the outer defense type of forbidden formation, it is difficult to get in, but if you want to get out, it is easy. Little friend, you only need to use your mana to break through a gap, and the old man can enter by himself. Don't worry, only the old man went in, and they were all waiting outside. ”

Wu Yan hesitated on his face, looking hesitant. Seeing his expression, the bitter writer lobbied even harder.

Suddenly, Wu Yan's face was stunned for a while, and then his body began to 'shoot' the demonic qi of the debut black 'color', and it continued to expand and change, and in the blink of an eye, it swelled in a circle.

The bitter pen man outside the guard array also showed a trace of astonishment on his face, but then he frowned and said, "Little friend, why haven't you received this demon talisman yet?"

Wu Yan's body was still expanding and getting bigger, but he still said with his divine thoughts: "Ah, the younger generation actually forgot about using the demon talisman. ”

At this time, his demonization had already taken shape, and a huge golden 'colored' bull demon six or seven feet tall was 'exposed' in the protective array.

Its hideous bull demon face has a hint of joy.

Sure enough, after the demonization, Wu Yan noticed that the demonic aura in his body had swelled unprecedentedly, especially the demonic qi that had been almost exhausted before, at this time, under the demonization, he unconsciously replenished a lot, this was obviously the demonic talisman that played a role, and the mana in the Purple Mansion Dantian was transformed into demonic qi under the double peculiar effect of the demon talisman and the demon element' qi in the Blood Mansion.

"Seniors wait a minute, wait for the juniors to accept this demonization, and then open the guard array for the seniors. "The huge Taurus Demon transformed into Wu Yan said to the bitter pen Weng in a 'confused' voice.

"Forget it, don't bother, you can open it now. The old man is very relieved and trusting of Xiaoyou. The bitter writer was busy preaching.

The Taurus Demon that Wu Yan had transformed into nodded, but he didn't immediately open the protective array, but took out a few things from the storage bag and pinched them in his right hand.

His action, the bitter pen man obviously saw it in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, but there was a trace of sneering in his eyes.

In Kubi Weng's view, even if a small monk in the early stage of the Yudan succeeds in demonization, how can he be his opponent? These small actions are nothing more than wishful thinking.

At this time, Wu Yan stretched out his left hand, and the thick demon palm was a little on the shield, and a gap automatically opened on it.

There was a hint of ecstasy on the face of the bitter writer, and he immediately followed the gap without hesitation.

It's just that as soon as his body got in, before he could make any other moves, the protective array behind him immediately closed tightly together, and at the same time, on the huge demon palm that had opened a gap in the protective array for him, more than ninety strange golden 'colored' bone whiskers suddenly appeared.

The golden-colored bony vine whiskers wrapped around Kubi Weng before he could react.

Kubi Weng was shocked, but he was also a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage, how could he be frightened by a small monk in the early stage of the Jiedan? Even if he opened his mouth and sprayed, a magic weapon was 'shot' out by him in a flash of light.

Wu Yan's face was solemn at the moment, but his movements were like flowing water, and he seemed to have anticipated all kinds of possible changes. His right palm was thrown upwards suddenly, and the four blood-red 'colored' flags suddenly floated in all directions.

The four divine senses split out at the same time, submerging into the four blood-red banners. Without hesitation, his left palm continued to unleash dozens of strange spells towards the four banners.

Kubi Weng's body shook suddenly, and his protective aura also came out suddenly, tightly protecting him. The golden 'colored' bone whisker on Wu Yan's left palm, although it was twisting vigorously, could not break through the aura of the bitter pen in the slightest.

The light that the bitter pen Weng had just spewed out was 'revealed' its body at this time, and it was actually a purple 'colored' bamboo pen. The purple 'colored' bamboo pen turned into a huge pen the size of several zhang in an instant, and it pointed at Wu Yan's head with a fierce blow.

The four blood-colored flags, at this time, all of them trembled, covering Wu Yan and the bitter pen in the banner array. Bursts of demonic wind scattered from the shaking flag.

The purple bamboo pen of the bitter pen was driven by the demonic wind of one of the flags, and its speed slowed down, but it still nodded towards Wu Yan's head without hesitation.

On Wu Yan's Taurus Demon face, a trace of surprise was revealed. But at this time, he couldn't help but be distracted in the slightest. Regardless of it, he still wrapped the golden 'colored' bone whip on his left palm fiercely around the bitter pen, causing him to be trapped temporarily, and his right hand continued to continuously enter the magic into the four banners in all directions.

The purple bamboo pen magic weapon that was controlled by the bitter pen Weng finally stopped when it escaped to the heart of Wu Yan's eyebrows.

Kubi Weng's face obviously 'revealed' a trace of shock and doubt, and he continued to urge the purple bamboo pen to 'insert' into the top of Wu Yan's head.

At this time, the twelve Yuan Infant Monks outside the formation had already gathered here when the mutation occurred. That Xuan Qingzi shouted to Kubi Weng with a divine thought: "Kubi Weng, what the hell are you doing? Quickly use the magic weapon to blast open the protective array!"

"Bitter Pen Daoist, quickly open the protective array, let me wait in to help you!" the rest of the monks all anxiously transmitted.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the four huge blood flag arrays from below. The black shadow didn't stop, and shouted: "Wu Yan, let him go, you control the flag with all your might!"

After this black shadow flashed into the flag array, it showed its true appearance, and it was actually the greedy wolf king! But I saw that he raised his two claws, grabbed and fell fiercely at the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the Bitter Pen Weng, and the other claw took out the lower abdomen of the Bitter Pen Weng - 32523 + dsuaahhh + 24475583 - >