The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

"A tree demon at the pinnacle of a medium demon general!"

Ye Feng looked at the big tree in the picture, "Dare to catch the disciple of the head, it seems that you don't want to live anymore."

Since this place is separated from that valley by hundreds of miles, he can't arrive at the first time, and can only communicate with the Thousand Faced Demon through the Asking Heaven Mirror first.

"What's the situation?" Ye Feng asked.

"That tree demon has the natural talent'Soul Suppression Nail'. As long as it is nailed to the center of the eyebrows, any practitioner with a lower cultivation base will not be able to withstand it, and the cultivation base will be sealed tightly." The thousand faces demon king explained. road.

He eavesdropped on the conversation between Shi Lei and the old man and got a lot of news.

Wow!

At this time, there was a strong wind in the valley.

All the trees are shaking, the leaves are rustling, and countless leaves fall on the ground, covering a thick layer.

"what's the situation?"

Shi Lei and the other four disciples were shocked.

The old man in the cage next door looked at the sky and said: "It's about to start again, the sacrifice once every seven days... I don't know who will be the ‘lucky guy’ this time?"

"hiss!"

Wang Ping'an trembled all over, "Don't worry, old man, I think you will live to the end if you are so lucky."

"I hope!" the old man whispered.

After being trapped, watching the practitioners around him continue to be sacrificed by the tree demon, he was already desperate in exchange for the power of the wood spirit from the tree ancestor.

Click!

The old man's cage suddenly burst.

A vine that was tougher and sharper than the lower-grade spirit weapon pierced him, threw him into the sky, and hit a six-pointed star formation that was condensed in advance.

boom!

Even though he was a strong master of the Juyuan Realm, he could not resist the devouring of the sacrificial formation when his cultivation base was sealed, and instantly turned into a mist.

"Fuck!"

The four disciples were stunned.

The old elders who were chatting with them just now ended up disappearing in the next moment, which is really regrettable.

Then, Shi Lei, Huo Yunjie, and Long Tianxing thought of something, while looking at Wang Ping An, they said in unison: "Junior Brother, what did you just say?"

Wang Pingan blinked: "I just said that the old man can live to the end, but who knows that he died the first..."

Reverse poisoned milk?

This thought came out of Shi Lei's three people's minds at the same time.

None of the people who were apprentice by Wang Ping'an could survive, and he personally promised to live to the end, but he died immediately.

Therefore, the "reverse poisoned milk" conjecture may be true!

Thinking of this, Shi Lei and the three were excited.

They finally saw the hope of escape!

Behind the scenes.

Ye Feng saw the whole process of the scene through the mirror of asking the sky, and could feel a strong sense of oppression from the six-pointed star formation.

Among them, it seems that there are terrible creatures appearing!

Rumbling...

Thunder suddenly broke out over the valley where the Dryad was located, and the six-pointed star array began to converge towards the middle, and a faint shadow appeared below.

That is a huge human face!

He has green hair all over his head, like countless vines, a pair of eyes indifferently overlooking all the creatures below, his lips have not moved, but a voice has been heard.

"Nice taste, reward you with the power of the wood spirit."

The human face opened his mouth and spit out three strands of green spiritual silk, slowly falling from the sky, blending into the 100-meter-high tree demon, making its breath soar, and it was about to break through to the high demon. will.

"Thank Lord Shuzu!"

An old face appeared on the dryad's trunk, grateful for the green face in the sky.

The tree ancestor did not continue to speak.

His huge human face slowly dissipated, gradually turning into a pale blue light, and then turning into green, until it disappeared.

on the ground.

Looking at the sky, the Dryad could feel the aura gradually growing on his body, and said with emotion: "Very well, the aura accumulation of this seat has reached the limit. Then, after the thirty-nine small catastrophes, you can be promoted to the ranks of the demon generals. ."

As an underground tree demon, it relied on years of accumulation and the power of wood spirits that had been sacrificed to countless cultivators to transform itself, so that it had its current cultivation base, and now he could finally break through. He was very happy.

Prison with vines.

Shi Lei, Long Tianxing, and Huo Yunjie heard the term "Three Nine Small Tribulation" and couldn't help but glance at each other and made a decision.

I saw Long Tianxing approaching Wang Ping’an’s ear and lowering his voice: “Junior Brother Ping’an, can you praise this tree monster? It’s best to praise it to the sky. Also, don’t you really want to be a teacher? It serves as a teacher so that it can let the four of us go."

"Huh?" Wang Ping'an was surprised.

However, the simple-minded, he didn't know Long Tianxing's true purpose, and thought he could really please the tree demon through praise.

Therefore, Wang Ping'an trembled: "Senior Tree...Senior Dryad, you have a large number of adults, can you let a few of us leave?"

With a light huh, the tree demon stretched out the vine hanging from the cage, placed it in front of his huge human face, and looked carefully.

It was discovered that Shi Lei and his party were not very old, but their cultivation bases were good. A smirk immediately appeared on the corners of their lips: "You should be sect disciples. Letting you go, isn't it just for me to attract a major enemy?"

Wang Ping’an hurriedly waved his hand: “Senior Dryad, you have been worrying too much. We just think that you are brave and can communicate with Lord Tree Ancestor. There is no upper limit for future achievements. It is a certainty to make kings and ancestors.”

Hearing that, Shi Lei, Huo Yunjie, and Long Tianxing nodded again and again, as if what Wang Ping'an said would definitely come true.

But in the hearts of the three of them, they shouted like this: "Yes, that's it, milk it, milk it to death!"

Listening to Wang Ping’s slacking, the Dryad was also a little pleased and let out a cold laugh: “It’s impossible to let you go. For a while."

"Continue to boast!" Long Tianxing pushed Wang Ping'an with his elbow.

When Wang Ping'an heard that he could live longer, he was reminded by Long Tianxing, he knelt down and kept kowtowing: "Senior Dryad, thank you so much. In order to thank you, please accept me as a disciple!"

"I can refine alchemy and identify various medicinal materials. When you transform in the future, I can refine all kinds of wonderful pills for you."

"By the way, congratulations to senior tree demon in advance for being able to survive the next three or nine small catastrophes and successfully promoted to a powerful high demon general."

Wang Ping'an exaggerated.

The Dryad was very happy to hear, and said: "You kid is not bad, he knows how to say, and he is still an alchemist. In that case, I will take you into a slave after this seat is over."

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After all, the Dryad looked at the gradually gloomy sky.

The Three Nine Small Tribulation is coming.

As a low-blooded tree monster, if it wants to break through continuously, it has to overcome the catastrophe. However, under normal circumstances, it is ordinary thunder and lightning, which is basically not dangerous.

The first two times, it passed through safely.

And this time, it is certainly no exception.

The Dryad looked at Wang Ping’an~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and laughed: “A little guy who praises himself, and wants to worship himself as a teacher, can he have any bad thoughts? That’s the case, wait for the demons to be promoted. Eat him, maybe it will give me the gift of being able to speak well, wonderful!"

Rumbling...

Thunder is rolling in the sky.

The third three-nine small catastrophe is coming!

"The mere calamity is just three ordinary thunders, and I also want to prevent the promotion of this seat from waiting for the demon generals, a joke!"

The Dryad sneered and began to gather momentum, preparing to cross the catastrophe.

Behind the scenes.

Ye Feng looked at the whole process of Wang Ping'an praising the Dryad through the Q-Sky mirror, blinked, and instantly understood Long Tianxing's bad thoughts.

"Apprentice...poisonous milk? Wonderful!"

Ye Feng complimented him, and his smile gradually became perverted.