The temptation of the wizard

It took Rong Qiang for a while to digest the information in the words, and then listened to the witch sighed: "The road to Huangquan is slim, and people who die together may not be able to go on the road together. I advise you to live a good life. Maybe one day you will meet that It’s not too late to go to Huangquan with a familiar face or as strong as possible."

So Rong Qianjin memorized all the secret books in the stone room to the witch, and she would ask to skip it when she encountered content that she was not interested in.

The witch sat under the tree for three days before leaving.

Later, he worked hard for thousands of years to practice the exercises, accumulated a lot of work, and cultivated for a long time. Ten years ago, he felt that he could refine the tree body, but he did not want to leave.

Xiao Qing's bones were still wrapped in the roots.

But a few months ago, a group of people broke into the underground palace, triggered the mechanism, and caused the valley to collapse, and Yong Qian had to leave.

He wanted to take a look at the locust tree planted by Xiaoqing, but he still didn't know where Danfenggu was, nor did the people of the Six Schools.

After all, it was more than fifty years old, and it was regarded as one of the sources of evil by the six major factions, and even the records were not easily shown in southern Xinjiang.

It was only then that he was guided by Linghu Mietian to the ruins.

Looking around, the trees in the valley are almost all pines and laurels.

Linghu's eighth day in the hell tower chattering.

"Little tree demon, little tree devil, people have to look forward. What you should consider is revenge for Xiao Qing."

"Go, kill the six major factions, and you will feel happy."

"Tsk tusk, I still underestimated Wu Yangyang's insidiousness."

"Is it all right? I still have to write a script. Today is still two thousand words short."

...

The dryad suddenly trembled, and he burst into tears unconsciously looking at the locust tree budding on the cross section of the broken wood ahead.

Chapter 192

Rong Qiangyi loosened the soil for the locust tree, and then sat on the big rock ten feet away, looking at it from a distance.

He is worried that sitting close will involve it in a battle storm, and he often needs to fight these days.

He took out the hell tower and said hoarsely and slowly: "Master, I...I don't need you anymore. I want to be alone in the future. Now I can...send you where you want to go, just say it."

If it hadn’t been for Linghu Mietian to lock his soul, he might not have met He Ruoqing, but it was also because he lost He Ruoqing. So Rong Qian’s feeling towards Linghu is very complicated now, and he doesn’t want to hate him anymore. Will feel cordial, but still can't let go.

It is much better than when facing the people of the six major factions. Every time I think that it was those people's predecessors who killed He Ruoqing, Rong Qian could hardly contain the anger in his heart.

The book says that the rivers and lakes are such a place to fight and kill.

Linghu was silent for a moment before he said: "You have to take me for a few days. The witch who is taking care of me is a disciple of Witch Qiqi. He must have deliberately taken away the tower of hell. I have left marks along the way. Entering the mountain, we will soon be able to find the underground palace where we hide."

"The reason why he hasn't come yet is probably waiting for someone, waiting for my enemy or his enemy to come first."

The Dryad was silent for a while before repeating: "I want to be alone."

Linghu's eighth day: "No, you need me and Zhu Yuntai. Today, only Zhu Yuntai can help you find He Ruoqing. He is the wisest maiden in the past, and you helped him by doing what I said. Busy, let me say a few more words for you, and if you ask softly, he will help you. It is a cold-faced...monster!"

Rong Qianlong fell into deep thought, and Linghu Lu said again: "I didn't lie to you this time, really, otherwise I won't be able to get out of trouble in this life." In fact, he didn't want to see the remnants of Linghu's family before Zhu Yuntai?

In life, it is inevitable for anyone to have some past that cannot be easily revealed to others, especially in the eighth day of Linghu.

Rong Qiannian did not express his stance, got up and went to the underground palace, which showed that he had agreed.

The purpose of winning the Hell Tower for thousands of years is to cultivate. After refining the tree body, he has always felt bloated and uncomfortable. It is expected that he has not been able to complete the refining. In the past few days, following the instructions of Linghu's eighth day, he really got better. The height has been reduced from the original one foot and two feet to nine feet, the skin is not as dark as before, and the soul has a much stronger perception of the void of heaven and earth.

Wu Qiqi once said that maybe he could find the familiar face in the crowd, and he wanted to try it.

The second goal is to find Danfeng Valley, which has now been achieved.

He couldn't get rid of the prohibition of the Hell Tower. The only way to give back to Linghu on the eighth day was to send the Hell Tower to someone who could help him. Unexpectedly, this great devil wanted the "old master" and didn't want to escape. , And also dedicated to assisting the witch to complete the plan to lure the enemy.

Zhu Yuntai, a cold-faced monster, Rong Qianian remembered this information silently.

Halfway through.Suddenly he heard the energy breaking through the air behind him, Rong Qian Qian turned around and punched out.

boom!

The mountain shook, and the punch that contained the power of heaven and earth for a thousand years was able to flex and retreat half a step.

In front of him was a giant Zhang Liu with red eyes, covered in corpses, and roared: "Hand over Linghu to destroy the sky!" As he said, his claws leaned toward Rong Qian's chest.

Rong Qiannian couldn't feel the pulse of heaven and earth in him. He stepped back and avoided two feet before he heard Linghu's eighth day in a solemn voice: "Give him another punch!"

The giant roared and threw his iron claws like a knife.

Rong Qian's shoulders slightly sank, ripples of space appeared on his body, and he punched out again, shattering the blade, and hitting the giant's palm, the power of the void still whizzed away, and in an instant, he scraped most of the corpse from the giant, revealing that hideous face.

"Linghu Baoyu! It turned out to be you, hahaha..." Linghu laughed at the eighth day, full of ridicule and pleasure.

Upon hearing the four characters "Linghu Baoyu", the giant showed a trace of panic. He stepped back three steps in a row, seeming to find a place to hide, but his body was immediately shrouded in corpse, covering his face.

"Linghu Baoyu! What a son of Langyuan Fairy Jade! Hahahaha..." Linghu laughed wildly on the eighth day.

"Roar--"

The giant roared, the howling shook the mountains and forests for ten miles, the birds were startled, and the animals rushed.

He once again rushed to Rong Qian, his body like a shadow.

Bang Bang Bang... the two hit thirty-six punches in an instant, all their sleeves shattered, and the void shook.

In the end, after allowing Qian Qian to bend a little bit, when the giant's upper body swayed slightly, he had stepped back two steps, and suddenly saw a golden rope rushing in the air.

Rong Qiannian retreated, the golden rope flew into the air, but turned towards his lower abdomen like a poisonous snake. It was obviously a spiritual implement.

A sharp and slightly old voice came from a distance, "Monster, quickly return the Hell Tower!"

Rong Qiang flicked his fingers into the golden rope, and suddenly saw a monster with a human face and a wolf body appear in front of him, as big as a scalper, with a pair of black wings on his back, holding a halberd in his hand, and his body was boiling with ghost energy.

The monster slashed towards Rong Qian, and the golden rope in the distance turned back at the same time.

Rong Qian's right arm suddenly turned into a tree and swept away, whip the void, while swinging away the halberd and golden rope, but saw the giant pounce.

boom!

Rong Qian's fist and the giant retreated as soon as they touched, and took advantage of the momentum to escape into the mountains and gallop away.

An elderly witch walked out of the shadow and shouted to the wolf-faced monster: "Chasing!"

Suddenly, the sky shook and howled, a burly figure riding a black tiger jumped off the hill in front, and also chased in the direction where the tree demon fled.

In the early morning of June 6th, it was bright and beautiful, and Zhu Yuntai finally carried the scary light red box on his back.