Chapter 870

"The sky and the earth are boundless, and the universe borrows the law."

Yan Chixia quickly bit her finger, drew a gossip pattern on her palm, and pushed towards the tree demon.

"boom!"

A red light flew out from the palm of his hand, and collided with the wooden shield summoned by the dryad at a moment's notice. The wooden shield split instantly, and the red light continued to castrate, hitting the tree demon's chest and abdomen hard.

"what!"

The tree demon raised its head to the sky and screamed, and countless branches rushed out of the ground in an instant, stabbing at Yan Chixia like a sharp sword.

"The way of heaven, the way of authenticity, the way of humanity, the way of the sword, I am the only one." Yan Chixia burst into a cry, and the sword that fell on the ground trembled suddenly, and then became several times larger, sweeping away all the branches with a gust of wind.

At this moment, Xiang Liu attacked, and eight terrifying black beams of light pierced through the void, heading straight for the tree demon.

The dryad raised his arms, summoned countless branches, formed a bird's nest, and protected himself in it.

"boom."

The black beam of light washed away all the defense lines like a flood, and the body of the tree demon was immediately knocked into the air, falling heavily to the ground.

Strands of blood-red lines suddenly emerged from the ground, like thin needles, piercing deeply into the tree demon's body, frantically plundering his demon power.

"Huahua Taisui!" Xiang Liu shouted, "The energy of this dryad belongs to the master."

"I'll just have some soup, just some soup." Huahua Taisui responded, and the red silk thread that had penetrated into the dryad's body suddenly protruded from its mouth, pushing out a dark green ball.

"My demon pill." The tree demon struggled desperately, but his seriously injured body was tightly imprisoned on the ground by Huahua Taisui's blood-like liquid body, and he could only watch the demon pill hanging in front of him.

"I seem to be late." A figure suddenly fell from the clouds and landed lightly in front of the demon core.

"Owner."

Xiang Liu bowed his head and called out.

"Your Majesty." Huahua delivered the demon pill to Qin Yao as if she was presenting a treasure in Taisui, with a soft and charming voice.

Qin Yao stretched out his hand to hold the demon pill, and asked in surprise, "Your Majesty?"

"The tree demon is the demon king of this thousand-mile territory. Now that you have defeated him, you are the demon king of this thousand-mile territory. It is called the king." Huahua Taisui said.

"Taoist!" Before Qin Yao could refute, the tree demon shouted hoarsely.

Qin Yao followed the reputation: "Are you calling me?"

"That's right, I'm calling you."

The tree demon shouted sharply: "At that time, you asked me for Xiaoqian's ashes, and I gave it to you without further ado. Is this how you repay me?"

Without thinking, Qin Yao could come up with many reasons to kill him, but he didn't want to be a villain who died of talking too much, so he waved at Xiang Liu and said, "Give him a good time."

Xiang Liu obeyed, and a huge snake head fell down suddenly, swallowing the tree demon whole.

Qin Yao flew up, slowly landed on one of Xiangliu's heads, and looked down at the pool of bloody mud: "Huahua Taisui, take those seventeen female ghosts back to the Tree Demon Palace, I'll wait in the palace you."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Huahua Taisui said respectfully.

"Can you still control the sword, Great Xia Yan?" Qin Yao turned his head and asked.

"Yes." Yan Chixia grasped the sword formula, and the huge sword like a door panel was suspended in the air in front of him: "Junior brother, let's go."

"Ah." Xia Houyan responded, flew up with a run-up, and jumped onto the flying sword.

Soon, the two streamers flew back to the ancient forest, and when they landed in front of the tree house, Qin Yao's eyes narrowed slightly.

He sensed a huge and cold aura in the tree demon palace, like a ghost coming from the netherworld.

"Such a heavy yin."

Yan Chixia put away the flying sword and fixed her eyes on the thousand-year-old tree in front of her.

Qin Yao stepped into the void, walked down from Xiangliu's head, and slowly raised his palm, Xiangliu spontaneously turned into a long knife and landed gently on his palm.

"Let's go, go in and see who this person is."

In a blink of an eye, the three of them stepped into the Dryad Palace together. As soon as they entered the main hall, they saw a ghost in golden armor sitting on the throne of the Dryad with two axes on his back, looking down at them.

"Where are you?" Qin Yao walked up the steps step by step with a long knife in his hand, and finally his eyes were level with the golden armored ghost.

"Where's the tree demon?" the golden-armored ghost asked.

"Killed by me."

"You are so bold, how dare you kill the demon king under the seat of Master Heishan."

The golden-armored ghost suddenly got up and stared at Qin Yao.

Qin Yao raised the long knife and pointed the three pointed at the other party: "If you want to avenge him, you can let the horse come here now."

Sensing the cold murderous aura on his body, the golden-armored ghost was silent for a moment, and said in a concentrated voice: "I will truthfully report this matter to Master Heishan. What will happen to you, only the master has the final say."

Qin Yao sneered: "My fate, only I have the final say."

"Arrogance." The golden-armored ghost scolded, his body twisted suddenly, and quickly disappeared in place.

"He will definitely slander the old Heishan demon and say you are wrong." Yan Chixia walked over with Xia Houyan, and said solemnly: "The old Heishan demon is a tyrant in the city of the underworld, with extraordinary strength and power , I suggest you burn this tree demon palace and go to another place to avoid disaster."

Qin Yao smiled and said, "Isn't it a little too much for him to travel thousands of miles just by hearing his name?"

Combining the context, Yan Chixia can understand the meaning of "pull", and said earnestly: "If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about no firewood, let alone what is worth staying here? Do you really want to stay here?" Do you want to be a demon king here?"

Qin Yao paused, and nodded slightly: "After dealing with the seventeen female ghosts, let's go to Beijing together."

Yan Chixia breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay. It's better to deal with the national teacher who you said is about to become a fairy than to stay here and fight recklessly with the old demon of Montenegro."

Qin Yao said with a smile: "Understood, understood, fighting monsters to upgrade, obscene development."

Yan Chixia: "..."

Combined with the current topic, he figured out the meaning of these two new words.

But, where did this guy come up with so many strange words?

Not long after, a pool of blood and mud led seventeen young and beautiful female ghosts into the tree demon palace, and said respectfully: "My lord, I brought them all."

Qin Yao stood up from the throne, glanced at the seventeen female ghosts with different faces, and with a wave of his sleeves, more than 300 urns suddenly appeared in front of him: "Find your ashes and reincarnate. "

The seventeen female ghosts were stunned.

Is this really meeting a good guy?

Qin Yao could understand their complicated mood now, so he didn't urge them, or even say much.

After a long time, a female ghost knelt down to him, kowtowed three times, got up and took out her own ashes from a pile of urns.

With the leader, seeing that Qin Yao had no other reaction, the rest of the ghosts followed suit. Soon, twelve female ghosts found their ashes, and only five female ghosts remained standing in place.

"Is there none of yours here?" Qin Yao asked curiously.

(End of this chapter)

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