Spirit Planter

"Let's go to the city lord's mansion!" Yan Jinzhou's spiritual power was running, and with a wave of his hand, he rolled up everyone and flew towards the city lord's mansion.

Falling to the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, Yan Jinzhou shattered the defensive formation of the City Lord's Mansion with his palm, and after hearing a "boom, boom, boom" explosion, there was nothing to stop him.

"Destroy my city lord's mansion, damn it!" The city lord flew out of the mansion, furious, and threw many attacking weapons at Yan Jinzhou directly.

Yan Jinzhou executed a trick to form a black hole in mid-air, and in a short while, sucked the attacking spirit weapons into the black hole and destroyed them.

The mayor was shocked!

"Skeleton puppet!" While the city lord was making a formula, a huge skeleton appeared in midair. The skeleton exuded bursts of breathtaking and strange power. Under the control of the city lord, it opened its mouth wide and devoured towards Yan Jinzhou.

"Small tricks!" Yan Jinzhou ran the wood method, and immediately a huge vitality tree appeared in the void, more than 150 meters high, with luxuriant branches and leaves, exuding a strong vitality.

This was the first time that Yan Jinzhou used the vitality tree to launch an attack.

Under Yan Jinzhou's control, a branch of the Vitality Tree suddenly elongated and turned into a whip, which rushed over like a living whip, and ruthlessly pierced into the skull's mouth.

The skeleton trembled immediately, and after three breaths, it let out a muffled cry, exploded suddenly, and turned into powder.

The city lord's eyes widened. This is his strongest technique, so Yan Jinzhou broke it so easily? !

Before he could react, the whip formed by the vitality tree rushed over and pierced his eyebrows.

In five breaths, the city lord turned into a mummy and fell to the ground.

"Ning Chen and Chang Hua, one of them will collect the soul, and the other will take the golden elixir. There is no need for the city lord's mansion to exist today." Yan Jinzhou said lightly, as if talking about something common.

"Yes, Dad." Yan Ningchen threw out a spell, and put the city lord's precariously rising soul into the Soul Gathering Talisman.

"Yes, Uncle Yan." Yan Changhua hooked his finger and took the city lord's golden pill.

"Damn it!" Seeing that the city lord was killed, the city lord's wife led all the monks in the city lord's mansion to kill them, and everyone immediately fell into a melee.

"Kill!" The city lord's wife formed a ball of light with destructive power in the mid-air during the strokes, bursting out bursts of coercion, and charged towards Yan Jinzhou.

"Destroy!" Yan Jinzhou urged the golden method to fly out the armor to form a protection.

Simultaneously running the water technique, one of his arms was instantly invisible, and when he reappeared, he tightly pinched the city lord's wife's neck. As soon as he exerted force, there was a "click", and the city lord's wife turned her head to the side, dying of breath.

Here, Zhong Yanhao is dealing with several monks.

"Burning Fire Heart Art!" When Zhong Yanhao made the art, layers of high temperature rose around his body in an instant, melting all the spiritual weapons surrounding him.

Immediately, the tactics changed, the high temperature turned into an open flame, formed a fireball, and bombarded several magicians with a suffocating force of destruction.

After approaching a few people, it exploded directly, breaking through the defense of the opponent, and the flame after the explosion formed a flaming dagger in an instant, piercing into the opponent's heart fiercely.

After a while, all the demon cultivators around him were killed.

The combat power of the Nascent Soul cultivator is more than ten times that of the Golden Core cultivator. How can they be opponents? In less than half an hour, the entire City Lord's Mansion was destroyed and turned into ruins.

"Take the spoils!" Yan Jinzhou stood in the air, with one hand behind him, and said lightly.

Everyone acted quickly, looted everything of value, and then left to Demon Sword Sect.

At this time, the Demon Sword Sect already knew about the Flying Demon City's Lord's Mansion, and urgently recalled all disciples of the sect. At this time, the sect was on alert, and the sect master and a group of demon elders were having an urgent discussion in the main hall.

Before they could discuss a result, they heard a roar, and with the dazzling light flashing, their mountain protection formation was broken.

Zhong Yanhao is a formation mage, and he has a lot of research on formations. In addition, he is a Nascent Soul cultivator, so breaking the formation is not difficult for him at all.

The large formation protecting the mountain was destroyed, directly killing a group of disciples. Seeing this, the others flew to the main hall in panic and uneasiness.

Ten people from Yan Jinzhou stood in mid-air. Although a small team, they created a mighty force, which was frightening and disturbing.

"Hand over the three magical weapons of the Demon Sword Sect, and you will avoid death." Yan Jinzhou's gentle voice contained spiritual power and spread out. It was obviously very quiet and gentle, but it sounded like thunder rolling in everyone's ears. Feeling, shaking people's hearts!

"Should die!" The master of the Demon Sword Sect flew into the sky, and when he grasped it with both hands, two clouds of black mist appeared. After rolling in the palm of his hand and condensing to a large enough size, bursts of murderous intent were emitted, and they swirled alternately towards Yan Jinzhou Come here.

"Shen Nong Cauldron!" Following Yan Jinzhou's low shout, a large cauldron surrounded by green light appeared in the air, bursting out with a huge spiritual power, and slammed into the black mist fiercely.

The black mist was easily dispersed like water droplets.

The Shennong cauldron continued to fly towards the master of Demon Sword Sect, broke through his strong defense, hit him, and crushed his body.

This is not over yet, the Shennong Ding continued to grow bigger, then flew above the main hall, and fell down suddenly.

The faces of the demon elders in the hall changed drastically, and they flew around at extreme speed, but they were still a step too late, and were injured by the aura of Shennong Ding, spitting blood, and their lives were hanging by a thread.

This is the lethality of a heavenly spirit weapon, indescribably powerful!

Seeing that Yan Jinzhou's fighting power was so strong, the disciples of the Demon Sword Sect were terrified, and immediately ran away, hiding in the dark, not daring to show their faces.

"The magic moon appears!" A deep voice sounded, and then the sky in this world quickly darkened, and a huge blood-colored waning moon appeared in the midair. It's like turning into purgatory, stealing people's minds, inciting killings, and killing each other!

"Mufa!" Yan Jinzhou spread out his palm, and a seed sprouted and grew up from his hand. At the same time, countless seeds appeared in this world, no matter on the ground or in the midair, taking root and sprouting, turning the blood color instantly Absorb, and finally break the enchantment and restore the light.

Standing above Demon Sword Sect, Patriarch Fuji spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Fire method!" Yan Jinzhou waved his palm, and the red spiritual light flew out like a strand of horses, entwined around the body of the ancestor of the background, and then there was a "boom", and the ancestor of the background was reduced to a pile of ashes.

After this scene appeared, Demon Sword Sect became extremely silent, as if there was no one left.

Not long after, a piece of red cloth flew out from a certain place... The magic silk was refined with the blood of millions of people using secret methods.

A hat made of white bones was still stained with blood, and the blood stained it as if it had just been stained, giving off bursts of strange aura.

"The remaining one has been destroyed." A voice came out helplessly.

Yan Jinzhou took two kinds of magical weapons of the background into his pocket.

"go!"

Demon Sword Sect lost its foundation, and would only become a low-level sect, bullied by everyone. In addition, Yan Jinzhou was not bloodthirsty, not to mention that there were tens of thousands of disciples in Demon Sword Sect, and it would be difficult to kill them.

After avenging their revenge, the group went to Pan Shenglin's house as agreed.

Pan Shenglin's house is the best house in Demon Flame Town. There is a river next to it. There is a layer of petals of Demon Flame Flower floating on the surface of the river. It seems that someone deliberately tore off the petals and threw them into the water.

"Seniors, please come inside." Pan Shenglin came to greet Yan Jinzhou at the gate when he learned that Yan Jinzhou was coming. He was dressed in black and his face was still covered, looking very strange.

Yan Jinzhou nodded to him, then followed him into the mansion and came to the front hall.

"Senior, please sit down." Pan Shenglin greeted, a small smile appeared in his eyes, and the eye sockets filled with eyeballs looked a little scary.

"Just tell me what you have to say." After sitting down, Yan Jinzhou said straight to the point.

"Is there any timid among you? If you are timid, please close your eyes." Pan Shenglin looked at Yan Jinzhou and the others, and said such a sentence in response to the question.

"It's okay." Yan Jinzhou's voice was tactful.

Pan Shenglin took a breath, put aside his worries, and slowly took off his face towel.

I saw that under the scarf there were terrifying white bones, below the nose, above the neck, the flesh and blood on the face was gone, only the thick bones, no wonder he asked this question, it was really hard to look straight at it!

"What happened to you?" Yan Jinzhou was startled, never expecting to encounter such a strange illness.

"Three years ago, I went to the dense forest to look for a kind of spiritual plant, but I was attacked by a spiritual plant in the dense forest. At that time, I remembered that I was stabbed in the face. I didn't care, but the next day, my face was very itchy. Forbearance, I couldn't help stretching out my hand to scratch, and ended up scratching off a piece of flesh and blood."

"Later, without me scratching, the flesh and blood fell down by itself."

"If I don't care about it, the flesh and blood of my whole body will be lost. In fact, before looking for a pharmacist, I have seen many pharmacists, and the best pharmacist can only let me keep it like this, so that it does not spread, but how? It can’t be cured either.”

"When I went to buy magic flame flowers for my sister that day, I saw the pharmacist saving the little fool. I thought it was amazing, and I couldn't help but want to try it."

"I understand." Yan Jinzhou nodded, he got up and walked towards Pan Shenglin, and handed him a bottle of elixir, "Take it."

Pan Shenglin was probably hopelessly healed, so he took the panacea Yan Jinzhou gave him without saying a word, and then fell asleep.

It is more convenient to check the body after a person is asleep, not to mention that Pan Shenglin's condition is strange and he needs to be quiet.

Yan Jinzhou checked carefully and found that there was a kind of corrosive poison in Pan Shenglin's body, which should be the poison of the spiritual plant that stung him.

It is very simple to save him, find this kind of spiritual plant, take the root, refine it into a medicinal juice and take it to detoxify.

Yan Jinzhou took out a stinking spirit plant and showed it to Pan Shenglin, and Pan Shenglin woke up wrinkling his nose the next second.

"Pharmacist, have you found a way to save me?" Pan Shenglin looked at Yan Jinzhou with bright eyes, full of expectation.

"Take us to the place where you were injured." Yan Jinzhou nodded.

"Okay." Pan Shenglin hurriedly put on a face towel, and joyfully led them to the dense forest back then.

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