"Master Montenegro... will definitely avenge... me!!"

The mountain forest has been razed to the ground, and the green flesh of the dryad is transpiring into a poisonous mist, which can make people feel paralyzed by smelling it.

Yan Hongye hastily covered her nose. She was just unconsciously covered by the poisonous mist of the thousand-year-old tree spirit and lost her mind. However, seeing such a thousand-year-old monster fall here with her own eyes, she couldn't calm down in her heart.

Ding dong!

"Congratulations to the host, kill the Millennium Dryad, and get an extra reward of worship value of 100,000, get a hidden treasure chest, open it to get rich rewards!"

"Putting this big monster is better than breaking an army of 100,000, not bad."

Liu Hao nodded in satisfaction, and opened the treasure chest that the thousand-year-old tree demon exploded.

"Congratulations to the host, you opened the hidden treasure chest and obtained the heart of the Dryad!"

In the Qiankun Ring, a group of dark green and cold light emerged, which looked like a longan-sized elixir, floating in the air, emitting a miserable green light.

"This is the demon core condensed by the millennium tree demon from absorbing the spiritual energy of the sun and the moon. It contains the purest yin energy..."

As soon as the Dryad's Heart appeared, Mo Kui, who was suppressed under the Dragon Talisman, was ready to move, coveting the Dryad's Heart.

For monsters, this is a great tonic, swallowing it will greatly increase their energy.

Liu Hao ignored Mo Kui's howl, and threw this ball of Yin Qi into the sword pool to cultivate and practice the twelve mysterious Yin Qi.

In the sword pool, waves gradually rose.

With this most yin and monster energy, the twelve mysterious yin swords that sank to the bottom of the pool became stronger and stronger. Once born, the twelve swords burst out, and they would definitely be powerful.

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On the desolate and dilapidated mountain, suddenly there was a thunderous roar.

"Hiss! Thunder!?"

A scholar in a shabby Confucian shirt shrank suddenly, waking up from his dream.

It was Ning Caichen.

After leaving the city, he rushed all the way to Lanruo Temple, already exhausted, and found a clean place to sleep hastily.

He had a long dream.

In the dream, a charming and charming woman in white clothes appeared, sitting in the ancient pavilion, playing the piano with her head down, looking at her back, she was the only one he had ever seen in his life.

There seemed to be an invisible force linking the two of them together. Ning Caichen stepped forward and was about to see the woman's true face clearly, but found that his limbs were bound by countless vines, unable to move, almost suffocated.

When he was about to lose consciousness in despair, above the sky, there was a handsome immortal who radiated golden light, turned his hands and palms, and smashed all the vines into powder.

Ning Caichen regained his freedom, kowtowed and thanked the heavens, only to see the projection of the immortal in the void, the power and power, extraordinary and extraordinary, what is the emperor of Nanchen, it is not enough to compare with him.

Just when he was ashamed of his rebellious thoughts, he was suddenly awakened by the sound of thunder.

When Ning Caichen woke up, he found that he was still in the desolate and dilapidated Lanruo Temple.

A beautiful encounter has only a beginning and no end, leaving only regrets in my heart.

"But Nankey Yimeng! There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book!"

Ning Caichen thought of his old mother who worked so hard at home to help him study, put all kinds of distracting thoughts behind him, took out a dry steamed bun as hard as iron, and casually dealt with a few mouthfuls, then opened the book in the book basket, and started by the candlelight in the temple. read.

These books were all copied by himself when he was borrowing from the rich family. They are all important scientific research scriptures of this dynasty, and they are also the most precious possessions in his possession.

The sound of books is melodious.

It was already pouring rain outside the temple. A bearded swordsman in a coir raincoat kicked open the gate of Lanruo Temple and strode into the temple, muttering to himself:

"The demonic energy in this place is soaring to the sky, and the spiritual energy is rioting. The encounter between the two triggers a vision of heaven and earth, and thunderstorms rain down. Soon there will be a shocking battle between the righteous way and the evil way..."

"There are clearly traces of monsters in the temple. When I arrive, how can there be no monsters, only a little scholar is left reading..."

The bearded swordsman Yan Chixia looked around the Lanruo Temple, frowning.

Based on his many years of experience in slaying demons and eliminating demons, it is natural to see that there is a demon force entrenched here, at least there is a giant monster!

When he arrived with the magic amulet, it was already calm, the ghosts and ghosts disappeared, and the sound of reading books made the gloomy Lanruo Temple clear.

The scholar in front of him is weak and unable to use spells, obviously he is not the demon he exorcised.

"Who is it that possesses such terrifying strength!?"

"Hongye just came out of the rivers and lakes, so I don't know the dangers in the world, and I don't know where she went?"

As the former suzerain of Xuanxin's authentic sect, Yan Chixia, who is known as the first sword of righteousness in the world, is worried at this time.

Ning Caichen was also awakened by Yan Chixia's movement, looked at the bearded swordsman strangely, and said, "Hero, your clothes are soaked through, why don't you sit down and warm yourself?"

Yan Chixia sat with her sword in her arms, channeled her true energy, evaporated the rainwater, and asked, "Scholar, do you know what happened here last night?"

Ning Caichen was slightly taken aback, scratched his head, and said, "I had a dream!"

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"This scholar, by chance, unexpectedly got out of his body and witnessed His Majesty killing this tree demon. It is his good fortune..."

Crouching Dragon Zhuge Liang gently shook the goose feather fan, stood beside Liu Hao and laughed softly.

Last night, when Liu Hao killed the thousand-year-old tree spirit, that sacred heart demon-killing fist seal integrated the essence of martial arts from thousands of families, and its power was beyond the scope of human martial arts.

If a martial arts master witnessed it with his own eyes and learned a thing or two from it, it would definitely be of great benefit to his martial arts. Yan Hongye is very talented, so he immediately gained a lot.

Ning Caichen didn't understand martial arts, but he still had a lot of energy in his body. The phantom of this fist was reflected in his soul, leaving a brand, and he would get involved in cultivation in the future, which would also be good luck.

"It turns out that the female ghost who died last night was not Nie Xiaoqian. This tree spirit grandma sent Nie Xiaoqian there ahead of time in order to curry favor with the old Montenegro demon. However, I couldn't see the lingering love story between Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian..."

"In the future, the general trend will come, this person still has some connections with our dynasty."

Liu Hao suppressed the heart of the tree demon in the world of Qiankun, and at the same time deduced the cause and effect with the ancient scriptures of crying from heaven. ....