At this moment, the snake moved, shook its head and wagged its tail and swam towards the place where the three of them were.

Its long tail rolled over the ancient tree intentionally or unintentionally. Wherever it went, the trunks that were embracing each other turned into a trunk. In this small forest, it twisted its butt into an invincible way.

Yan Zhengming pinched Cheng Qian's shoulder with one hand and held a sword with the other. He had to hold a Li Yun who could not be helped up on his arm. He thought exhaustedly: "What's the hell do?"

His legs were still weak, and his mind had calmed down first. Yan Zhengming knew that there was no hope of escaping at the moment. Between life and death, when he thought of them being torn apart by the beast, and drooling, he felt a dizzy and darkness.

This disgusting imagination made him ruthless in the darkness and put life and death aside for a moment. His hand holding the sword miraculously stopped trembling. Yan Zhengming made up his mind that he would fight with this big long worm no matter what, at least he would cut off his scales. When he couldn't fight, he would break it by himself - he would never suffer from this smelly poison before closing his eyes.

The sword moves that he had not been able to understand for many years all surging in his chest, and seemed to penetrate together in some incredible form in the crisis, so that in his eyes, the snake crawled much slower.

Yan Zhengming's wrist turned steadily like a mountain, aiming it at the snake's eyes.

He knew that he would never miss the first sword.

The big snake demon got closer and closer, and Yan Zhengming stopped breathing in an instant—

...Then the snake passed by them.

The swinging snake tail was less than a palm away and swept to Cheng Qian's ankle, but the beast seemed to have not seen them, and in the terrifying rustling sound, he went straight to the other direction.

The three of them kept their original posture and didn't move. After a long time, someone's heartbeat broke the silence and jumped out of the chaos like a survivor.

Yan Zhengming came to his senses from the state of concentration just now, and then slowly lowered his sword. For a moment, he felt that his limbs weighed more than a thousand pounds and could hardly support his weight. His back was soaked in cold sweat, and the cold beads of sweat slid all the way down his spine to his waist.

In such a cold sweat, Yan Zhengming stared at the sword in his hand and found that he had gained something as if he had realized something for a moment.

If Master Mu Chun knew about this accident, he would definitely feel sorry for not being able to teach according to his aptitude for many years. If Master Yan was practicing talismans, he would put a toad full of sores on the corner of the table and lick his hands once, then Master Yan's cultivation would probably have been a thousand miles a day.

The wooden sign opened its mouth again at this time, and its attitude was very relaxed and relaxed: "I said that with me, you don't have to be afraid of such a little demon."

Cheng Qian felt that the person's voice sounded a little familiar for a moment, and looked at the wooden sign in his hand in confusion, but he didn't remember that he had heard it somewhere.

He stuffed the wooden sign into the hands of the senior brother who had not come back to his senses, and then he carried his instinctive wooden sword to the bear corpse.

Yan Zhengming's cold sweat was not dry yet, but Cheng Qian was scared again. Seeing that the brave little boy actually crawled onto the bear corpse with his hands and feet, he hurriedly roared at Cheng Qian with his throat: "What are you doing? Get out!"

Cheng Qian waved his hand at him without looking back, and then effectively touched his target - a "sword" hung on the waist of the bear corpse, which had not been pulled out. It was made of sharp teeth of an unknown beast. The sharp teeth were more than two feet long and had a hole at the bottom, which was easy to hold. The top was as sharp as a sharp weapon. I don't know if it was poisonous, and it shone with a faint light.

The small Cheng Qian held the sharp teeth as if he was holding a giant figure. The cold light reflected his face solemnly, and the sharp teeth were ominously stained with the flesh and blood of its former owner.

Yan Zhengming and Li Yun looked at Cheng Qian in amazement and took him for his own sake without changing his expression, and threw the wooden sword away as he was tired of the new and old.

Cheng Qian jumped off the corpse, held the sharp teeth with both hands, and tried to wave it for a while. He felt that the thing was long and heavy, not big. He went forward without any taboo. With a "puff", the tip of the sword pierced into the chest of the thick-skinned bear corpse without any stagnation, and it was as smooth and free as cutting melons and vegetables.

Cheng Qian was basically satisfied - although it was very bulky, it was sharp.

Li Yun murmured: "What kind of breed is the third junior brother...?"

Yan Zhengming laughed dryly, not knowing what to answer.

Although the big snake that had just turned a blind eye to them had proved that the wooden sign was indeed useful, Cheng Qian was still unwilling to place the safety of the few of them completely on that thing.

Only by holding this heavy sharp teeth in his hand can he feel a little more secure.

The two big monsters died and left, and there was no danger nearby for the time being. When Li Yun dripped "sacred water" on the unpromising stone, the toad naturally jumped and "wake up" over, and continued to lead them forward innocently and happily.

Along the way, Yan Zhengming tried to say a few words to the wooden sign several times, but the wooden sign seemed to be mute suddenly and refused to respond to any of his questions.

Until the toad led the three of them to a small hill.

After looking down from the top of the mountain, the toad was stunned. Then it made a quick decision and fell to the ground with the same trick, pretending to be dead.

Li Yun didn't know the reason, so he immediately caught up and took a look.

It didn't matter when he saw this. He immediately turned his head instinctively and ran away, hitting Cheng Qian who was following him, almost implicating Cheng Qian and rolling down the hill together.

Cheng Qian's lower back was hit by a rock, and his big fangs almost broke out. He was dizzy by Li Yun. Finally, he couldn't help but show off his verbal skills. While suppressing the pain, he said, "Second Brother, you want to go with your baby toad, don't pull me!"

Li Yun grabbed Cheng Qian's collar with both hands, and his lips were so trembling that he couldn't speak. Cheng Qian realized something was wrong. He looked up at Yan Zhengming's equally stiff back and said strangely: "What's wrong?"

Yan Zhengming stood where the stone toad died, and for a moment he felt that the world had turned upside down. In the shallow valley below the hillside, there were thousands of big monsters fighting in full swing, birds and beasts, human heads and animals, blood flowing so hard that the color of the ground was invisible, and the meat was flying like a slaughterhouse. In comparison, the big bear spirit and the long snake spirit just now... were really two or three little monsters.

Finally, the mute wooden sign just now spoke: Don’t look at it, if this was true, the noise and bloody smell would have been spread to the other end of the mountain long ago. Do you still need to find you climbing so high to notice it?”

He shouted as if he was shocked. The three scared little boys immediately came to their senses and looked at them again. There was indeed some phantoms in the scene in the valley.

Li Yun was relieved to deceive himself and asked almost anxiously: "Senior, is this fake?"

Mupai smiled and said, "This valley is called Jingzhao Valley. It reflects the scenery elsewhere, which is naturally true, but it is not here."

This man was used to bleeding and fighting in his words. He heard a few words, and the boys became alert involuntarily.

The three of them looked at each other without saying a word. The wooden sign seemed to be ignorant and said, "You can see Linxiantai after you pass through this valley and the mountain ahead. The situation shown in the Jingzhao Valley is near Linxiantai. You can send me there and go to find your junior brother by yourself."

Yan Zhengming said dryly: "We are here to find that little guy, not committing suicide together - what are you?"

Upon hearing this, a layer of white smoke rose up. The white smoke dissipated, and the image of their long neck and small heads appeared in front of them, as if Mu Chun was present in person.

Unexpectedly, when Yan Zhengming saw the familiar old weasel, he not only had no good expression, but instead threw the wooden sign in his hand to the ground, raised his sword and pointed it at it, "You dare to pretend to be my master!"

"Master" was scolded by him without any anger. Instead, he bent his eyes and smiled. Then he transformed himself into a vague dark shadow, like a mushroom with a thin high-top umbrella.

"Then it won't change your master - but I'm carved by your master," said the "mushroom" kindly, "Xiao Zhengming, you can't believe me, can you still believe your master?"

Yan Zhengming hesitated, and the "Mushroom" continued to work hard: "Besides, did Xiaojun's toad lead you here? That means Xiao Yuan is also ahead, anyway, right?"

Yan Zhengming looked down at the direction he pointed before the toad died. After thinking for a moment, he thought to himself, "It's ridiculous that you've come here, and it's ridiculous to give up. What if that clown monster is in front of you?"

Out of absolute trust in Mu Chun Zhenren, Yan Zhengming quickly put down the sword in his hand and the doubts in his heart, leaned over and picked up the wooden sign, and said impatiently: "Then you come and lead the way."

The wooden sign led them all the way down to the Mirror Valley. The three of them knew that there were mirages around them, but passing through the realistic monsters was still an indescribable torture. The road through the valley seemed particularly long. After this battle, Cheng Qian felt that the legend of evil ghosts such as "the deserted village in the night" and "the heart-wrenching old ghost" would probably never shake him any more.

Cheng Qian couldn't help asking, "What's going on with them?"

Mupai said calmly: "The Heavenly Demon is about to come to the world and seize the power of the Demon King. The demon cultivators do not talk about the Heavenly King and the Lord and the Parents. If the Demon King is weak, the demons will definitely take the opportunity to rebel and seize the throne."

Cheng Qian listened and thought to himself: "It's outrageous."

However, he remembered the rude and cheating Zhenren Zi Peng, and the big snake demon who killed the bear and snatched the demon pill without saying a word in the forest. He felt that the demon cultivator was worthy of being a group of beasts, and it was really unreasonable. In this way, it seemed that it was understandable that he had nothing to do to rebel.

Yan Zhengming asked: "Since the demon cultivators have always had this custom, what are you doing at Linxiantai? Are you watching the fun?"

This time, the "mushroom" in the wooden sign fell seriously and said, "It is ominous to see blood when the heavenly demon was born. If they are allowed to fight each other, I am afraid that the demon will be a cruel and easy-to-killer person when he was born. In the future, it will become a disaster in Fuyao Mountain. I must take advantage of this disaster to stop it."

Yan Zhengming was confused when he heard this and asked, "What does it mean?"

The wooden sign seemed to have not heard his question, and changed the topic very simply and roughly, saying, "There is movement under the bridge ahead, and the person you are looking for should be there."

There is a depression deep in Jingzhao Valley, full of silt. It used to be a river, but later, even though the river channel was dry, a bridge with a beast's head was preserved.

There were piers and several bridge holes under the bridge. Cheng Qian saw at a glance that there were a few deer-headed and rat-headed eyes near the bridge hole, and the shriveled little monsters all over. They all had sharp mouths, beards, and slender tails hanging behind them. They were not kept behind them. It was obvious that they were a bunch of little rat spirits.

At this time, no one pursued the wooden sign and said to him. A mouse was looking at the wind. The other mouse was busy in the bridge hole, and the one surrounded by them was their junior brother Han Yuan!

Han Yuan had become a mud monkey and was struggling desperately. Two big rat spirits pressed him, the other one scooped up a pair of short claws, and was wiping him with handfuls of mud. The fire next to him had been set up - this was clearly to burn Han Yuan into a "beggar man"!

The law of nature is circulating, and the retribution is really unhappy. The little beggar hurts the good broiler's life countless times, and finally he will be reborn as a handful of cooked soil.

However, this time, the wooden sign did not specifically hide the figures of the three brothers. Han Yuan and the big rat spirits not far away had seen them together.

Han Yuan was almost crying with joy, and howled with relief: "Help, senior brother - help - let me go, you big rats! I tell you, my senior brother will spit out the clouds and mist, fight cows across the mountains, and thunder in the sky... and you will be chopped into a plate of dead rats with burnt outside and tender inside!"

The legendary three brothers who were struck by lightning were speechless.

Yan Zhengming looked at the layer of mud that was one inch thick on Han Yuan's body, and showed a back toothache expression: "I think they should let this person be roasted."

Before he finished speaking, the mouse who was watching Feng was the first to pounce on Li Yun, witnessing the battle between bears and snakes, and seeing the mutiny of the Thousand Demons. This is only one person tall. It is hard to arouse the fear of several people. Yan Zhengming stuffed the wooden sign into Li Yun's arms, lifted his sword and greeted him.

The mouse spirit stretched out his claws and scratched it. Yan Zhengming blocked the sword. The mouse's nails were hitting the big gem on the side of the sword. The gem was still moving, and the mouse spirit's nails slashed!

He heard the rat spirit who had chopped his nails scream, and angrily opened his sharp mouth and bit Yan Zhengming's sword. Yan Zhengming twisted his elbow and hit his nose, causing the rat spirit to groan, pounced on the side, and fell under Cheng Qian who had been waiting there.

Cheng Qian is now skilled in "starting" with only one move, so he had already prepared his posture and stared at the battle without blinking. The big mouse was hit by Yan Zhengming with one elbow and fell under his sharp teeth with starlight, with an angle as if it was sent to his sharp teeth.

Cheng Qian instinctively grabbed the sharp teeth with both hands and sent out the prepared starting style-

He saved the hero of this rat to the west.

He didn't expect that he succeeded in one blow and was still stunned. Seeing that the other three rats were unable to do anything, they had already thrown Han Yuan down together and rushed towards them in three groups.
Chapter completed!