The third uncle always wants to elope

Wu Tomaoqing wanted to say something, but Wu Tomaoyu was afraid that he would be impulsive, so he hurriedly pulled him back, stepped forward and said, "We have no intention of offending Your Excellency..."

Before Wu Tomaoyu could finish his sentence, the man waved his hand as if he knew the mess in his belly, signaling him to shut up.

Looking at the man with some vigilance in his eyes, Wu Tomao was not sure whether he and Wu Tomqing could defeat the man in front of him together, so he could only wait and see what this man wanted to do.

Fortunately, that person didn't seem to have any killing intent towards the two of them, so he said slowly, "Where is the long soul lamp?"

Wu Tongqing's brows and eyes were cold, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, "I don't know."

The man didn't care, he made an ugly smile, and said in a serious tone: "Okay, if you don't say anything, I'll kill him."

The expression on Wu Tomaoqing's face did not waver at all, it is not an exaggeration to say that he was three points calmer than the usual cold face, he opened his thin lips lightly, and slowly spit out two words: "It's up to you."

Skull Face: "..."

Goto Tomato: "..."

"Your Excellency, we are also newcomers, and we really don't know where this long soul lamp is..."

"Have you made up your mind?"

The skull face directly interrupted Wu Tomaoyu's words, and his eyes rolled around, staring at Wu Tomaoqing's face sinisterly.

After speaking, a cloud of black air gathered in his hands, and he raised his hand to hit Wu Nian'an's heart.

"stop!"

Wu Tomaoyu's expression changed, seeing that Wu Tomaoqing still didn't move, he immediately shouted to stop.

"The person in your hands is just a young disciple of our sect. You are not threatening us by holding him hostage. You might as well hold him hostage to me. After all, I am also the senior brother of the person next to him. It is definitely more useful than the person in your hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Tomaoyu was about to approach slowly, as if he really planned to replace Wu Nian'an.

Wu Tomaoqing, who had not moved all this time, made a slash of the knife, stopping his movement with restraint in his eyes.

Wu Tomato didn't understand what he meant, and asked in a low voice, "Why, you don't really care about your little apprentice, do you?"

Wu Tomaoqing didn't speak, took back the knife, and walked towards that person by himself. The closer he got, the more intense the bloody smell on that person's body, like the mud inside a corpse, the smell was disgusting.

That person withdrew the black air in his palm, and said with a sinister smile, "What? Did you go back on your word?"

Wu Tongqing said coldly: "Since he is our disciple, he will not let you do it if he wants to kill him!"

"Oh?"

The man twitched the corner of his mouth in a wicked manner, and said with a smile: "In that case, you tell me the whereabouts of the Long Soul Lamp and the ghost, and I will return him to you."

Wu Tomao took a few steps, stopped not far from him, and said coldly, "I don't know"

Impatient by his repeated attitude, the look of that skull face instantly darkened, and there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

"Then what did you mean by that?"

"I killed him myself!"

As soon as the words fell, the evil-killing knife really slashed towards Wu Nian'an.

There was a flash of surprise in the man's eyes, he did not expect Wu Tongqing's reaction, and Wu Tongqing had already jumped in front of him while he was in a daze, and the blade of the disaster-killing knife was about to slash at Wu Nian'an chest.

"Three woods!"

Wu Tomato exclaimed.

The blade didn't stop for a moment, a white light flashed, and the hand holding Wu Nian'an's back collar was chopped off, and Wu Nian'an fell to the ground as if he had no bones, making a dull sound.

The success of this move was entirely due to Wu Tomaoqing's cleverness. After the man reacted, hundreds of strands of black energy rushed towards Wu Tomqing in an instant.

Wu Tongqing frowned and recited a formula, and a white curtain of air was erected in front of him. Although it could be blocked, it obviously couldn't last long.

"Don't go soon!"

Wu Tomaoqing glared at Wu Tomoma who was standing stupidly next to him.

Wu Tomato came back to his senses, hurried inside and dragged Wu Nian'an out.

After seeing Wu Tomao rescued Wu Nian'an, Wu Tomaoqing recited another formula, and the Zhu Huo on his waist immediately flew into the air at his feet, Wu Tomaoqing withdrew his air curtain and jumped on it.

Knowing that the master's weapon will have spiritual consciousness, after sensing that Wu Tomaoqing stood up, he quickly flew out of the door.

When brushing past Wu Tomao's side, Wu Tomao's manifesto held Wu Tomao's back collar in his hand, and threw the two of them up at once.

The man neither panicked nor chased after them. He stared at them from behind and smiled.

"It doesn't seem right."

Wu Tomato muttered in a deep voice, and sure enough, after a while, they found that the scenery flying at the top speed had not changed since the beginning. They seemed to have entered a cycle of reincarnation, and they could not fly out no matter what, and stayed in place.

Finally, the misfortune-killing knife circled in mid-air and returned to the face of the human-shaped skeleton.

Wu Tomao frowned, and when he was about to use his true energy, he suddenly found that all the true energy seemed to be sealed in the inner alchemy, and it couldn't work no matter what.

Wu Tomayu also noticed this strange phenomenon, and said in a deep voice, "We should have entered a space he set up, and no one can use true energy except him."

Wu Tomaoyu: "This person is so powerful, who is it?"

Wu Tomaoqing: "The year of Huaifeng."

"How can you be sure? I saw that Huai Fengnian didn't look like this?" Wu Tomaoyu's eyes were full of horror, and he never thought that just an ancient artifact would draw the Palace Master of the Demon Palace himself.

"He has the Yau totem in his palm!"

Yawu is a kind of divine bird in ancient times. It looks like a crow and sounds like crying. In the battle between immortals and demons, it is rumored that the nightmare demon who won the battle was transformed by Yawu and saved all living beings in the demon world. Lord, the palace masters of the past generations would use the blood of Yawu's mortal enemy, the seven-tone bird, to draw a totem in the palm of their hand. This seven-tone bird is a divine bird in the fairy world. A seven-tone bird, the seven-tone bird is extremely gorgeous in appearance and can produce seven different tones, hence the name.

"If it's really Huaifeng year, it will be difficult."

Huai Fengnian's severed right hand grew back again, seeing them coming back, he pinched the newly grown wrist and moved it, looking at them sinisterly, with a strange look on his bony face.

Wu Tomaoyu pondered to himself, more than ten years ago, when Huai Fengting was still in power in the Demon Realm, the two worlds of immortals and demons were still at peace. At one session of Immortal Cultivation Conference, the Demon Realm even sent people to show their friendship. The leader is precisely the current Lord of the Demon Palace, Huai Fengnian.

But at that time, Huaifeng was not as human as he is now. Although he had sharp teeth and grinned at that time, he still looked like a human being. Unlike now, he has become a man after ten years of absence. A four-dimensional monster.

"It seems that if I say it well, you don't believe it anymore, then well, I will take back my kindness..."

As soon as the words fell, a cloud of black air hit Wu Tomaoqing head-on.

Wu Tongqing clenched the misfortune-killing knife in his hand. Just now he discovered that this space seemed to only work on people, but had no effect on artifacts. The misfortune-killing knife emitted a golden light, and the black air immediately dispersed into the air when it touched the knife.

After easily resisting the blow, Wu Tomaoqing suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Miki, watch your back."

Not far away, Wu Tomaoyu's expression was about to split, and he just wanted to run towards this side, but without his true energy, he obviously couldn't match Huai Fengnian's speed.

When Wu Tomaoqing heard this, before he could turn his head back, there was a sharp pain from behind.

There is no true energy in the body, and the perception of the surroundings has also dropped a lot. Although Wu Tomaoqing usually has a high level of cultivation, his mind is simple.

Huai Fengnian shook a few one-inch silver needles in his hand, those silver needles were wrapped in black mist, looking very sinister.

Seeing that he had been tricked, Wu Tomyu secretly gritted his teeth, and was about to go up to him, but was easily hit a few meters away by Huai Fengnian's palm, and the black air bound him to the ground tightly like a rope.

A series of complicated runes began to emerge on the ground, and these runes gradually gathered on the ground to form a strange and complicated formation, and the center of the formation was Wu Tomaoqing.

There was another strange sound from the man's throat: "There are many masters in the devil world, but seeing you today, I feel a little embarrassed, but it's a pity, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of here today."

"Tell me the whereabouts of the Long Soul Lamp obediently, and I will spare you!"

There was burning pain in Wu Tomao's bones, his soul screamed in pain, an unspeakable pain rolled and repulsed in his mind, his teeth bit out a few blood holes on his lips, but he persevered in not letting out a sound Shout out.

"Master Huai, we really don't know the whereabouts of the long soul lamp, why do you make things difficult for us!"

Wu Tomao shouted anxiously not far away, but the more he struggled, the tighter the black air was bound.

Hearing this, Huai Fengnian turned his head to look at him with a stiff neck, and said with a strange smile: "Since you don't know, then there is nothing you can do. It seems that the third disciple of the Xianchong sect is bound to die here today." gone."

Wu Tongqing's face was almost dead white, he clenched his teeth tightly, and his expression was a bit ferocious.

Huai Fengnian: "Don't waste time, you are hit by my soul-fixing needle, and there is a soul-seizing formation that I have already set up under your feet. If you want to escape, you might as well think about how to die."

Soul-fixing needle and soul-seizing array, these two things are not uncommon, and Wu Tomao Qing and Wu Tomao Yu are familiar.

There are many books recording evil things in the library of Xianchong sect. The soul-fixing needle and soul-seizing array are popular in those books. Basically every book will mention it. It is rumored that there was a thousand-faced demon king in the devil world. He is not tall, but he likes some evil things, and these things are very strange and difficult to deal with. This soul-fixing needle was created by him. There are [-] needles in total. Immobilize the soul and consciousness, it is not easy to take it out, and at the same time, the body cannot stimulate the true energy, once the true energy is activated, it will affect the soul, although I have never tasted this feeling, but it does not sound very good, but although this soul-fixing needle A lot is mentioned, but very few people actually see it.

As for the Soul Seizing Formation, it is much weaker than the Soul-fixing Needle, but if the person who set up the Formation is strong, the Soul-Seizing Formation is powerful enough to capture the souls of several elder cultivators. Although it is powerful, it must rely on the Soul-fixing Needle Only in this way can it play a role, and the requirements for the person who set up the formation are very high, and the formation is extremely complicated, so there are very few people who use it, and the world of cultivating immortals is only a fragment of scrolls, and no one has ever seen the real soul-snatching formation. .

Today, I saw two evil things that could cause a sensation in the world of cultivating immortals. It would be a lie to say that I wasn't horrified. Even the eyes of Wu Tomao, who was always as stable as Mount Tai, were a little loose.

Wu Tomaoyu's heart was like a turbulent sea. Hearing this, he hurriedly said: "I know where the Long Soul Lamp is. You let him go, and I will take you there."

Huai Fengnian smiled sadly, looked back at him, and said two words lightly, "It's late."

Hearing this, Wu Tomaoyu was stunned, raised his head and asked, "What do you mean?"

Huai Fengnian: "I just discovered that your junior brother not only has my soul-fixing needle in his body, but also traces of the poison of hundreds of corpses. It's hard not to want to die."

Hundred dead poison?

How could that kind of corpse poison made by hundreds of resentful corpses be on San Mutou's body?

Wu Tomato didn't quite believe his words, suddenly remembered the steamed buns stuffed into his stomach by his junior brother this morning, hurriedly climbed up to Wu Nian'an with difficulty, and found that his face was blue and purple, his lips were white, and his seven orifices were protruding from his ass Black air, he slumped on the ground with some exhaustion, all thoughts were lost.

Huai Fengnian didn't speak, walked in front of the delirious Wu Tomao Qing, and rolled circles of black mist above his head, those black mist seemed to penetrate into Wu Tomao Qing's mind one by one.

Wu Tomaoqing felt that the memory in his brain seemed to be twitching, and then twisted into a ball tightly.

"Since you don't say it, then I can only find it in your memory."

Huai Fengnian stared fiercely at Wu Tomaoqing's face, his deep sunken eyes were full of pleasure.

Seeing that Wu Tomaoqing's expression was getting more and more painful, Wu Tomoma suddenly had a plan in his mind, he sat cross-legged on the ground, since he couldn't escape death today, no matter what, he must save this wood's life, a bastard who just eats and waits to die No matter how you look at it, it is not a loss to change to an immortal with a bright future.

Thinking of this, Wu Tomaoyu no longer hesitated, and silently recited a complex formula, and the true energy in the inner alchemy was like hot magma, which began to boil violently.

Every cultivator will teach them a secret method when they first start, that is the technique of exploding pills. This technique cannot be used unless it is in a desperate situation. The true qi in the alchemy is acceptable, once the pill is exploded, although the power is greatly increased, the physical body and the true qi are mixed at once. If it is not handled properly, even the soul will be implicated, and the soul will be scattered, unable to enter reincarnation. Thousands, the technique of injuring the enemy eight hundred times, although the technique is simple and everyone is familiar with it, there are only a handful of people who have used it for thousands of years, but they did not expect to use it on themselves today.

The real air flow in the inner alchemy accelerated, and Wu Tomaoyu's face began to turn red, his eyes were closed tightly, and the violent air current set off a gust of wind, blowing everything in the room into a mess.

A strange look flashed in Huai Fengnian's eyes, he left Wu Tomao Qing under his command, sneered and said, "Your senior brother has a sense of affection, and he wants to protect you by self-destructing, what a fool."

Wu Tomaoqing seemed to have a feeling and wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be heavy, and the memory in his mind was being torn more and more. A spirit of demonic barriers slowly surged up from the bottom of my heart.

Every place in his body seemed to be bitten by tens of thousands of ants. Finally, Wu Tomaoqing groaned out of pain, the veins on his neck began to bulge slowly, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were different from the usual dull indifference, but contained madness and wantonness, and even the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows gave off a bit of a demonic taste. He was able to stand up slowly in such severe pain, even though his face was different from usual. It's the same, but the momentum around him has changed drastically, like a Rakshasa from hell, walking towards Huai Fengnian step by step.

Noticing the weirdness on him, Huai Fengnian laughed instead of panicking, another strange laugh came out of his throat, his eyes were filled with excitement, seeing Wu Tomaoqing's approaching footsteps, he licked his blackened tongue Mouth.

"Second uncle."

A voice came from a distance, with a warm and soft sound, it sounded like trickling water, but it also pierced through the chaotic scene like a sharp knife.

Huai Fengnian's expression changed when he heard the voice, he put away his expression, and began to look out of the house warily.

"You're finally willing to come out."

The raging wind around him stopped instantly, and a violent force suddenly came from behind Wu Tomato, who was about to explode himself, spat out a mouthful of thick blood, and the restless true energy in his body stopped.

A white shadow slowly approached them, his footsteps seemed to be very slow, but the speed was very fast, only saw his figure flicker a few times, and he was already in front of Huai Fengnian.

Huai Shuangshu waved his sleeves, and the repeated space around him broke instantly.

Huai Fengnian didn't speak, just stood there looking at him gloomyly.

With a calm expression, Huai Shuangshu walked up to the maddened Wu Tomqing, looked at the soul-fixing needle on his back, and found that it had already sunk into his body, sighed, so he tapped his acupoints to seal the maddened truth in his body first. gas.

"Stay safe."

Huai Shuang didn't even raise his book head, and hugged Wu Tomaoqing, as if he was talking to the air with no name or surname.

Huai Fengnian let out a strange laugh, and said grimly, "Is that how you plan to leave?"

Huai Shuangshu who walked to the door looked back at him quietly, with a gentle smile on his lips.

"Then I will take your dog's life before leaving."

Huai Fengnian's inadvertent tossing and unintentional toss opened the seal that had already begun to loosen in Wu Tomaoqing's mind, and the chaotic memory gradually turned into only a figure, elegant in white clothes, extraordinary, and the first time he saw him... It was already deeply ingrained.

Half-dream and half-awake, he vaguely saw that person standing in front of him, his expression moved, and his fingertips slowly pinched the sleeve of the double book.

"... got you."

This voice was full of coquettishness, joy, and a sense of grievance that made people feel distressed.

Huai Shuangshu bowed his head and smiled lightly, and responded softly, just like Wu Tomao clearly remembered, going around and around, they finally came back.