Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

A golden-red flame ignited, burning the nearby vines to ashes.

The flame showed no signs of dying down, burning along the narrow vine all the way to its source.

The wooden vine was suddenly cut off by the resentful woman.

She patted the child in her arms with her hands, her expression cold, and she laughed darkly for a while and said, "Haha, you two really came to steal my child. Then it's not my fault. You two will definitely die here today."

"It's not two, it's three."

Qi Wu Yue raised the little Yin Spirit with both hands and waved it in front of him, "And there's him, you can't be partial to him and leave one out."

The weird kid turned his head and gnashed his teeth, "How shameless of you! You even didn't let the children go!"

The resentful woman's gaze fell on the little evil spirit's face, and she stared at it for a moment, examining it carefully.

Qi Wu Yue persuaded him earnestly: "We share the joys and sorrows, and we face the difficulties together. This shows that I regard you as a friend and as one of us. Don't be ungrateful."

The strange child lost his anger and said suspiciously, "Really?"

"Of course. Come on, kid, have some candy." Qi Wu Yue stuffed a candy into his mouth.

After successfully calming the little devil with a sugar pill, he thought quietly.

Qi Wu Yue narrowed his silver eyes, thinking about something, and just tried it. Sure enough, the little Yin spirit and the resentful woman had a close relationship.

Over there, Xiao Lin and Yuan Nu were already in a tense atmosphere.

The green vine branches were soft and flexibly woven into a cradle. The resentful woman leaned over and gently placed the child in it.

The child, who was originally sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up and stretched out his two white and tender arms like lotus roots to scratch around.

"Be good... be good..."

The white palm gently patted the child's side, with a gentle force to soothe him to sleep.

The child in the cradle tilted his head and opened his dark eyes wide, as if trying to recognize who the woman in front of him was.

The black hair fell down in front of the child. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the strand of hair, laughing loudly.

The resentful woman was also moved by his laughter and couldn't help but smile gently.

The hair was pulled apart as the arms swung wildly, revealing half of the hideous and terrifying face of the resentful woman.

The laughing child's smile disappeared, his mouth turned flat, and he started crying in fear.

The resentful woman turned around and glared at the three of them, obviously intending to hold them responsible for this.

She was busy and coaxing the child softly.

Finally, there was no other choice but to raise my hands to cover the child's eyes and cast a soul-stealing spell, and the child fell asleep without crying or making a fuss.

The resentful woman stood up and casually set up a protective barrier to protect the cradle. She raised her hand to tidy up the messy hair on her temples and pinned a thin hairpin inside.

Then Su Zhiqian lifted the corner of her clothes that was in the way and said softly to them, "None of you hypocritical and ruthless monks will leave today."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a green shadow, raised his hand and attacked the cultivator's vital points directly, his attack was fierce and swift.

Xiao Lin drew out the magic sword, and ran his finger across the sword, injecting the phoenix true fire into it.

The silver sword instantly flashed with dazzling brilliance, like a thin layer of flame barrier, tightly attached to the sword body.

The spirit sword was like a fire sword, and the extremely high temperature around it burned the air and distorted it.

The two exchanged dozens of moves in a row. The resentful woman slapped out several times with her bare hands, each of which was accompanied by a thick black aura. Countless sharp vines surged behind her, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

The sword swung by Xiao Lin was shining like a weave, cutting off the black air.

The resentful woman was like a drifting streak of green during the fight. Every palm strike she made was light and fluttering, and even the black air that came out of her palms was as soft as floating clouds.

But these soft palms seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds.

With one palm, she slapped Xiao Lin ten feet away. Her figure moved like green smoke, and in a flash she came in front of Xiao Lin again and slapped him again.

Whether it was the thorny vines or the black resentment, they were all suppressed by the strange flames of the human monk in front of him. They would burn at the slightest touch and could not break through the flame barrier around him at all.

The resentful woman's face was slightly gloomy, and her figure was like a green shadow, surging quickly in the air, with green light flowing, making it difficult to distinguish her position.

She suddenly clapped her hands.

She used the black air to push out the palm energy, only using its strength but not its power. In this way, she could avoid the anger. Sure enough, the resentful woman slapped Xiao Lin away with a palm force of a thousand pounds.

She took advantage of the situation and slapped him again.

If this palm strike was delivered again, Xiao Lin would be driven out of Niangniang Temple.

The Nine Swords of Avoiding Gods, one move, Condensing Clouds.

The sword energy turned into clouds, stopping the flying clouds in the sky.

Xiao Lin flipped in the air to pass the black palm energy, then turned around and slashed with a sword.

The black air was cleared away by the sword, and the tremendous force disappeared in an instant.

The wooden vine immediately flew up and was burned to ashes by the surging golden-red flames.

The bean-sized raindrops were evaporated by the golden-red flames, turning into thin wisps of white steam that lingered around him, blurring the young man's handsome face.

Qi Wu Yue and Xiao Yin Ling huddled in a corner, shrouded in a barrier of pale white light.

The little Yin Ling looked at him silently, "Why don't you go up?"

Qi Wu Yue took out a sugar pill and held it in his mouth, crushing it with his teeth. The sweet taste filled his mouth, and he said nonchalantly, "I can't beat him again."

Little Yin Spirit: "Then why are you so arrogant?"

Qi Wu Yue stroked the child's head and said, "No way, I'm such an easy-going person."

Qi Wu Yue was not worried that she could hurt Xiao Lin, it was just that the difference in their realms was too great.

The eighth level is two levels higher than the Vein Condensation Stage.

Although Xiao Lin had some advantages with the Phoenix True Fire, his spiritual power was not as strong as that of the resentful woman after all.

Moreover, the resentful woman was a wood ghost. Wood spirits were everlasting. Plus, her resentment lasted for a long time, so neither of them could do anything to the other for a while.

The spiritual power and black energy were fighting endlessly, the battle was endless, the sword shadows and wooden vines were as fast as lightning.

The black energy around the resentful woman Yue Zhan became thicker and thicker. Her eyes gradually turned red, and she was obviously a little crazy. She said in a grim tone: "Why! Why do you all want to steal my child! No one can take my Ah Ni away, because they are all dead!"

She had lost all her rationality, and her resentment was clearly not flowing as smoothly as before.

good chance!

Qi Wu Yue's eyes lit up and he was about to take action.

boom!

Pitch-black iron chains were rumbling among the dark clouds in the sky, and the legal prohibitions were majestic and intimidating.

The rumble carries with it a sense of authority and warning.

Fuck! Annoying.

Qi Wu Yue silently withdrew his hand.