After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

"What is that!?" Someone in the carrier building poked his head out of the window to look out.

The monks on the street also raised their heads one after another, and looked at the behemoth that suddenly appeared in the air. It looked like a giant vine, towering into the sky, and countless vines grew and spread from the top, forming a shape almost instantly. A huge canopy, covering the sky and the sun, covered the entire Linjiang City under the canopy formed by the vines,

"Where is the monstrosity here?" A shout of anger surged from the sky above Linjiang City, and the Endless River instantly became choppy. The monks with a slightly lower cultivation level couldn't bear the huge coercion, and hurriedly took back the released divine sense .

"It's the Venerable Dulu from the Four Seasons Hall!" Someone said in surprise, "The Venerable Dulu was alarmed?"

Dulu didn't show his true face, but he just let out an angry shout, which immediately put the panic-stricken monks in the city at ease.

Venerable Dulu is already a cultivator in the Void Refinement stage. Although he is not as famous as Venerable Nanshu, he is also one of the most famous names on the list of secrets. In the whole of Zhongzhou, Linjiang City can develop to its current prosperity and hold events. The Linjiang Conference, which is flocked to by all seventeen prefectures, is entirely dependent on the protection of Venerable Dulu.

However, the monster vine was not afraid of crossing the deer at all, and even more arrogantly soared by more than a hundred feet, smashing the surrounding shops and restaurants to pieces. For a while, the monks with low cultivation levels scattered and fled, and some ordinary people were smashed when they couldn't escape. Under the ruins, screams and howls can be heard endlessly.

It's like provoking Wataru blatantly.

"Disciples of the Four Seasons Hall follow me to defend against the enemy!" A beautiful woman in pale yellow clothes shouted, her sword was suspended in the air, and before the voice fell, thousands of yellow streamers gathered from Linjiang City. Come.

"It's Mei Luoxue, the lobby master of the Four Seasons Hall!" Someone exclaimed.

The disciples of Four Seasons Hall stood with their swords hanging, waiting for Mei Luoxue's order.

"The four hall masters of spring, summer, autumn and winter listen to the order! Demon-eliminating array in four seasons!" Mei Luoxue sacrificed her natal magic weapon, which was a pale yellow lamp, which covered the demon vine, and the scorching air blasted away.

"In the Luoxue Lantern is the real fire in the center of the earth, but it's the first time I've seen it to kill demons and ghosts!" A boy in white robe said excitedly.

"Chu Xin!" A white-robed young man slightly older than him grabbed him, "Hurry up, the elder has sent an order for us to go back!"

"But I still want to watch it for a while, uncle, can I just watch it for a while?" The young man named Chu Xin stood on the roof and looked at the big formation formed by the people in the Four Seasons Hall with great interest. The Four Seasons Demon Elimination Formation is very famous, in my opinion, it is not as good as our Wushi Sect's Demon Suppression Formation."

"Chu Xin." The young man's tone sank, "Now is not the time to mess around."

Chu Xin snorted, and reluctantly followed Yu Jian and flew away.

The Four Seasons Demon Elimination Formation has been completed, and there is Luoxue Deng standing in command, which is bound to wipe out the demon vines. Some monks who were still panicked probably felt that the victory was sealed, so they simply watched the battle from a distance.

A large formation composed of nearly a thousand people is really rare. Some of them are observing with the mentality of wanting to understand, and some are purely curious and want to open their eyes, but they don't think carefully. If it is really that simple, why is the Hall of Four Seasons so big? It takes a lot of time.

"Dulu! You are as cowardly as a mouse, but you let your disciples come to die for you, so shameless!" A laughing voice came from a distance, but it fell into everyone's ears, teaching everyone Can hear clearly.

"Which evildoer are you? Why don't you report your name quickly!" Mei Luoxue couldn't hear others slandering her master, and angrily shouted, "Hiding your head and showing your tail is nothing!"

Unexpectedly, the demon vine didn't pay attention to her at all, "Dulu! Do you still remember Ning Xingyuan in Southeast Xun Mansion 500 years ago! I came today to clean up his house!"

Venerable Dulu suddenly lost his voice.

The onlookers were all surprised, and those who were interested asked the people around them, "Isn't there no one in the Ning family? Even Ning Buwei died a year ago. Who is this Ning Xingyuan?"

"You young monks have never heard of normality." An elderly man with white beard and hair said. He has cultivated for more than 600 years and is still in the Nascent Soul Realm.

"600 years ago, Na Ning Xingyuan was an unrivaled genius on the Tianji List of the Seventeen States. He is best friends with Chu Linyuan, the suzerain of Wushizong, and Mingsang Zen Master of Jitingzong. Back then, the three of them traveled together in the Seventeen States, killing demons and eliminating demons. He was famous for a while, and he is the main contributor to the establishment of the current Chongzheng League. If nothing happened to the Ning family 500 years ago, he should be the next head of the family."

"Ning Xingyuan hates evil like an enemy and is an upright person. If he is still alive, it would be Ning's turn not to make trouble for these demons. Then Ning's demons would have been cleaned up!" Another insider said: "It's a pity that heaven is jealous of talents. , He died before he lived to be a hundred years old, it is really a pity to talk about it! Even his magic weapon, the Vermilion Bird Saber, has fallen into the hands of Ning Motou to serve as a minion for tigers!"

While the monks watching the battle were discussing, the Four Seasons Demon Elimination Formation suddenly burst into a burst of powerful light, and nearly a thousand monks hanging in the air fell from the air like dumplings.

Mei Luoxue covered her heart, her mind was shaken.

The strength of this monster is so tyrannical, her cultivation base is close to refining, but she can't do anything to him at all!

"Dulu, you have occupied Linjiang City for more than five hundred years, occupying all your spiritual veins and going against the sky. Today I will clean up your unpopular city and your disciples, so as not to be an eyesore here!"

Numerous green vines sprouted from the ground and spread to the sky until they reached the condensed canopy in the sky. The monks onlookers fled in all directions when they saw something was wrong.

"Ahhhhhhh—" someone wailed in horror.

Numerous tiny green vines drilled out from their mouths and noses, enveloping him from the outside to the inside, the aura in his body was drained instantly, and all the soul, flesh and blood turned into the nutrients of the vines, turning him into a man who could only listen to the orders of the main vine. puppet.

The extra puppets moved quickly, and if the monks who were still alive were caught, they would be entangled in the weird vines, absorbing all their spiritual power, and sending all of them to the huge vines in the center of the city.

A monk sacrificed a magic weapon to mobilize spiritual power to fight against it. Unexpectedly, when the spiritual power came out, it would be even worse. On the contrary, it accelerated the absorption speed of those vines and made him die faster.

"Linjiang City is sealed by that demon vine! You can't get out!" The cultivator who was trying to escape broke down and shouted: "What kind of monster is this!"

All of a sudden, the entire city of Linjiang was in chaos.

Mei Luoxue decisively turned off the lamp, and shouted: "Don't use your spiritual power! That kind of seed can sneak into a person's body without a sound, but if you find someone whose eyes turn green and pierce their heart!"

The wailing sounded endlessly, and seeing that the situation was out of control, Mei Luoxue quickly ran towards Du Lu's mansion.

Jiang Yizheng pierced the doorman's heart with a sword, and saw the green vines growing from the other party's ears, nose, and mouth instantly wither and turn into dust. His eyes fixed on her.

Jiang Yizheng waved his sword falsely, scaring them back a few steps, and then ran away.

The ground was covered with twining vines, she could only run from the higher roofs, and had to cut off the vines attacking from all sides from time to time, which was exhausting, but she couldn't find a safe place to hide .

There was a mess outside, and Ning Buwei and Feng Zizhang, who were wrapped up, didn't know it at all.

Feng Zizhang took his sword and desperately hacked at the extremely hard vine in front of him, and finally cut off one. He was so tired that he sat down on the vine and gasped for breath.

Ning Buwei managed to lull the crying Ning Xiu to sleep. Seeing him busy cutting off one, he was speechless, "Are you a disciple of the Yunzhongmen or a disciple of the Linggu Sect next to the Yunzhongmen?"

Feng Zizhang was so teased that his face turned red, and he said angrily: "I belong to the Yunzhongmen! You said you can't use spiritual power, so I chopped like this!"

"A disciple of Yunzhongmen's sweeping handyman?" Ning was not puzzled.

"Family teacher Yun Zhongmen elder Wen He is deep!" Feng Zizhang said angrily.

"Oh, so it's that little bird's apprentice." Ning Buwei suddenly realized, "No wonder he's so weak."

"Your master is the little bird!" Feng Zizhang was so angry that he wanted to chop him off. At first glance, this man looked like a dog, but his words could piss people off. "Your whole family are little birds!"

Ning Buwei snorted lightly: "My master and the whole family are dead, it's useless for you to scold."

Feng Zizhang choked, most of his anger dissipated immediately, holding his sword in his arms, he said, "Yes, I'm sorry, I don't know—"

Ning Buwei looked at him like a fool, and asked seriously: "Are you not so smart?"

Feng Zizhang's anger subsided suddenly flared up again, "You!"

"Boy, how old is this year?" Ning Buwei said: "Dare to come out and run around during the foundation building period."

"24!" Feng Zizhang stared at him, "Xu Sui is 25!"

Ning Bu was so happy that he laughed, "So it's a little doll."

"You're just a baby!" Feng Zizhang was so annoyed, "I was accompanied by my senior brother when I went down the mountain... But they all died——It's all my fault."

Speaking of this, Feng Zizhang thought of sad things again, threw the sword and hugged his knees and began to cry.

Ning Buwei had just coaxed a little one, and now he was crying again, and suddenly felt a pain in his head, so he stretched out his foot and kicked him, "Lend me some spiritual power."

Feng Zizhang was a little hurt from being kicked, raised his head and sniffled, "But didn't you just say that you can't use spiritual power?"

"You can't, I can." Ning Buwei said impatiently, "Give me the sword."

"Oh." Feng Zizhang groped for a long time to find the sword that he threw away just now, wiped his face, then picked up the sword and aimed the tip at his palm.

Ning Buwei: "..."

Seeing that he didn't answer, Feng Zizhang raised his head and looked at him puzzled.

Ning Buwei was a bit speechless and said, "It's God's mercy that you can live for so long."

"Ah?" Feng Zizhang stared at him blankly.

Ning Buwei took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and kicked his wrist, the long sword twisted in the air, and the hilt fell into his hand.

Feng Zizhang got up from the ground, "How much spiritual power do you need?"

"Give as much as you have." Ning Buwei said bluntly.

Feng Zizhang is also solid-minded, without the slightest bit of defensiveness, he poured all his spiritual power into the long sword, Ning Buwei tried it, his brows slightly moved, "That's it?"

Feng Zizhang, who had already collapsed, was about to cry, "I've already given it all to you."

Ning Buwei looked back in disgust, this bit of spiritual power was not as good as one-tenth of the scarlet spiritual power that Ning Xiu suddenly had on his body last time, but at any rate it was better than nothing, with a swing of the long sword, the thick vine split open There was a gap, and a ray of light came in from the outside, barely enough to allow people to stretch out an arm.

Feng Zizhang was greatly encouraged, "Go on!"

"There is no spiritual power." Ning Buwei threw the sword back to him in disgust, "Hurry up and adjust your breath, and save some more."

Feng Zizhang was exhausted at the moment, heard the words and said aggrievedly: "Can I take a rest?"

"Heh, take a break." Ning Buwei said, "When you finish your rest, Yan Lanpei will come soon."

Feng Zizhang choked suddenly.

Ning Buwei twitched the corners of his lips, and said with a subterranean smile: "You will be able to gather enough spiritual power to die happily."

Feng Zizhang sobbed, and immediately sat down cross-legged and prepared to adjust his breath.

Ning Buwei leaned against the vine with Ning Xiu in his arms, turning the three pieces of Suzaku back and forth in his hands.

He has no spiritual power now. The teleportation array used up the spiritual power in one fragment before, and the confusing Yan Lanpei used up another fragment. Now there is only one fragment with something in it. This fragment is used to save his life. use it.

Although Ning Xiu was born with a golden elixir, a child doesn't understand anything and can't use it at all, and he can't accumulate much spiritual power. Instead, he looks like a big piece of fat, and any miscellaneous people dare to covet it. Can't protect Ning Xiu.

The other pieces of Suzaku Knife have no sense so far, so he can only find them slowly. The most urgent thing now is to find a way to restore his cultivation, and at worst he needs to get some spiritual power to use.

Last time, the scarlet spiritual power that Ning Xiu picked up from nowhere was very useful. Although it only looked a little bit, it was more than enough for him to use it in such a wide range, and it was very convenient.

Especially when compared with Feng Zizhang, this little trash's spiritual power.

Thinking of this, Ning Buwei couldn't help poking his son's cheek.

Ning Xiu, who was soundly asleep, opened his eyes sleepily, staring blankly at his father.

"Where did you get that spiritual power last time?" Ning Buwei didn't have the self-consciousness of being a father, and asked his son for something shamelessly, "Get some more for Dad."

"Huh?" Ning Xiu blinked suspiciously.

Ning Buwei: "Don't learn from that fool."

"Ah?" Feng Zizhang, who was struggling to gather his spiritual power, pulled.

Ning Buwei: "..."

At this moment, Feng Zizhang suddenly saw a familiar figure running towards this side through the gap split by the vine, and shouted excitedly: "Jiang Daoyou! Miss Jiang!"

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to hear, Feng Zizhang stretched out an arm from the gap and waved it desperately, shouting with all his strength: "Jiang Yizheng!!!"

Jiang Yizheng, who was running for his life, was taken aback for a moment when he saw the huge green rattan ball in front of him suddenly stretched out a pale arm, and kept calling her name aggressively, so frightened that he slipped and nearly fell off the roof .

This demon vine actually knows how to call out its name to lure the enemy into it!