"What are you going to do? Take advantage of the grass demon's serious injury and steal his treasure house!"
The boy in red rubbed his hands with excitement on his face.
Yunli's eyes lit up at Houjin's treasure house. His cultivation was unfathomable and he came from the upper realm. There must be a lot of treasures!
However, they tried their best, but they only seriously injured him. She couldn't summon the crimson flames in a short period of time, and her senior brother's sword intention had just taken shape...
Her eyes turned and landed on the young man. His vermilion flames were also very powerful. She cleared her throat and said, "Based on our previous experience, it is easy to use fire attacks to deal with him. Is your strange fire okay?"
"Of course I can use fire. It can burn a hole in the sky!" The young man raised his neck and his fart was extremely stinky.
Yunli felt relieved and looked around the cave. Since Houjin chose to drag Moyou here, it should be very close to his lair. He first appeared from the Buddha statue. She took a few steps to the stone statue.
The stone statue is very large, about as thick as six people hugging it. Its legs alone are several meters high. Its surface is covered with shallow carvings, and the creases and folds are still moss-colored.
Turning to her back, she saw a deep crack running across her body. It was dark inside. She leaned closer to the crack and looked inside. There was a weak airflow blowing against her face. She was surprised: "It seems to be empty."
Hearing this, Wei Lin had a thought in his mind, jumped up a few times, and came to the top of the stone statue. At the height of the Buddha's forehead, the carvings were slightly misaligned, as if they had been cut off with a sword and then closed again out of alignment.
After thinking about it, he sharpened his sword a few times at the misplaced area, but only chipped away a stone the size of a fingernail, but it was indeed empty inside.
"So hard?"
Wei Lin was stunned. After comprehending the meaning of the sword, his attack went to a higher level. Now, even the powerful Nascent Soul must avoid the edge of his attack.
When you peel a stone, you only get off such a small piece!
Yunli below saw it and murmured: "Is it possible that this stone is also a treasure?"
As she spoke, she summoned the Dream-Slaying Knife and struck it with her backhand on the stone statue. 'Ding!' The huge backlash knocked her to the ground, her arms were numb, and she almost couldn't hold the knife.
"Idiot, didn't you see the formation on it?"
The young man laughed at her unceremoniously, then flew up to the top of the stone statue, holding the mace in both hands, jumped, swung it round, and slammed it down, causing gravel to fly.
He shook his hair and said with great dignity: "Did you see it? We have to smash it here!"
Yunli jumped up, avoiding the flying stones, and flew to the top of the stone statue. At a glance, he saw the perfectly staggered carvings next to it, "The formation here has been destroyed?"
"Of course, how can he come out without destroying the formation."
Wei Lin thought thoughtfully, "According to what fellow Taoists have seen, if there is no formation to suppress him, what kind of strength will he have?"
Yunli was shocked, oh, the old monsters who were suppressed were not as powerful as the Yuanhou monks. If they destroyed the formation and lost their suppression, it would be a big deal!
The young man crossed his arms and said, "Hmm," and said: "I guess this little demon was in its heyday in the late stages of the Tribulation. After being suppressed, it won't be able to display its first level of strength."
He glanced at Mo Li in Wei Lin's hand, "The origin was injured again, and he should be half dead now."
Xiao Yao, Yunli was speechless, "After all, he is also a demon emperor, so calling him Xiao Yao is not appropriate."
"Demon Emperor?" The young man jumped up and spat fiercely, "Bah! A weed dares to call himself the Demon Emperor!"
He picked up the mace and smashed it, "Hurry up, let me kill him, it's a shame and a shame!"
Yunli nodded in agreement. This guy is really arrogant. In the demon cultivator, being a demon king or emperor is not something you can do just by being strong. You have to be strong in blood.
She picked up the Dream-Slaying Sword and started to work, and Wei Lin's voice rang out in the sea of consciousness, "Don't use Crimson Flame in front of him in the future, or any other techniques that might reveal your identity as a demon cultivator."
The hand that wielded the knife paused, and Yunli looked at the young man with a sullen face, who smashed the Buddha statue with a bang. The voice transmission from Wei Lin in the Sea of Consciousness continued, "He should also be a demon cultivator, or a demon cultivator with a high bloodline."
Yunli pursed her lips, it was indeed very similar.
The young man was awesome, Hong Hong, and his words showed contempt for everyone. He was also knowledgeable. He knew many things about the upper world and his cultivation level. She guessed that he had an extraordinary origin.
He reacted so violently to Houjin proclaiming himself emperor, so he was probably a demon cultivator, and he was most likely of a noble bloodline capable of proclaiming himself king and emperor.
She was slightly frightened in her heart. The world of demon cultivators was more cruel. She was weak and possessed the Scarlet Flame Treasure, so she had to be more careful.
Although he seems to be a nice person, who knows if after meeting Feiyan, he will also want to devour and strengthen his strange fire.
Yunli immediately slowed down and summarized the situation in which he was recognized by the monsters.
Next to him, Wei Lin sharpened his sword a few times, stopped, and asked as if unintentionally: "Weeds? Do fellow Taoists know what the grass demon's true form is?"
"Hmph, it's just a demon grass. It has no value other than its ability to survive. Even the lowest animals don't like to eat it..."
The young man's words were still full of contempt, but the two of them also understood that this grass is a very common spiritual plant in the upper world, with very low spiritual power, and it is the kind that is even ugly when used to pave grass.
But one characteristic of this demon grass is that it has extremely strong vitality. Even if only a few roots are left, it can grow again in the spring breeze.
This kind of grass usually grows on the side of the road. It is trampled by passers-by and often dies. Then it grows again, and other spiritual plants compete with it for nutrients, so it cannot become a big climate.
After listening to his words, Yunli became even more wary. There must be something special about the Yaojin Yaocao, who came from such a lowly background and dared to call himself the Demon Emperor.
However, when she glanced at the boy, she felt that he was even more terrifying.
"Well, we are all familiar with each other. My name is Yunli. This is my senior brother Wei Lin. What is your name?"
The young man raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Call me Uncle Fifteen."
Yunli:......
"Fifteen, you have to be polite."
"Don't call me Fifteen!" The young man gritted his teeth.
Yunli frowned, "We don't have such a middle-class uncle in our family."
"You're taking advantage of me."
"The name is just a title. How could I take advantage of you?"
The young man held his breath. Only the elders in the family would directly call him.
Yunli raised her chin, assuming that if you don't tell me, I'll just scream.
The young man got lucky and squeezed out from between his teeth after a while: "Luo, Shao Hao Luo."
Yunli brushed the strands of hair in front of her forehead, "Hey, I can't cure the boy with the second grade disease."
Wei Lin: Two childish ghosts.
While talking, the three of them soon knocked off the top of the stone Buddha's head. The inside was hollow and black, and the stone wall was covered with vertical marks. Apparently, it had been covered with grass strips before.
Descending along the stone wall, after about a quarter of an hour, there was a faint green light flashing, and after descending for a while, Yunli smelled a trace of blood.
She calmly tightened her grip on Huan Shiling and stared down. Shao Haoluo next to her raised her hand to form a fire dragon, leading the way and swooping down towards the bottom of the cave.
The bright firelight illuminated the darkness, and a withered yellow mass turned underneath, revealing a face that looked like dead tree bark, with the appearance of a straw man stretching tendons vaguely visible between the eyebrows and eyes.
Under him, there was a woman in pink clothes who was motionless. The strong wind blew her long hair covering her face, revealing her pale cheeks. There were several shriveled corpses scattered beside her.
It seemed that he was using these monks to heal his wounds before their arrival.
Facing the menacing fire dragon, panic flashed in Houjin's eyes, and his withered body exploded, shooting towards the top of his head.
"Want to run away?" Shao Haoluo snorted coldly, "Block the door!"
"Okay!"
Yunli smiled thiefly, and unfolded the Fantasy Silk layer by layer, sticking to the stone wall, sealing the passage tightly. Thousands of fragments transformed from the ribs came crashing into it, rushing left and right, but they could not be broken open as thin as cicada wings. Ayaya.
The true spirit flows, and the majestic spiritual power pours into the fantasy silk like water. It is dazzling and smooth as a mirror. With a clang, all the fragments are bounced back.
"You stay here."
After giving the order, Wei Lin stepped on the flying sword and stood in the sky. The scorching air wave swept across, and his robes rustled. Mo Li swung his sword, and the withered yellow fragments that flew up again were shot back into the sea of fire below.
After several such back and forths, Hou Jin knew that there was only one battle, and all the fragments condensed into a human form again. He stood in the sea of fire, and the green light around him was extinguished, constantly counteracting the burning of Zhu Ming's flames.
"Since you insist on dying, I will help you!"
He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and moved his lips. A strange sound wave echoed in the cave, with a gentle rhythm and a soft tone, which was very comfortable to listen to.
Yunli frowned. This feeling was very real, not an illusion. Moreover, she felt that the tendons in the sea of fire had become friendly and full of vitality.
There was a rustling sound in her ears, and she was startled. It was grass strips, grass strips outside, gathering here.
But the only passage is blocked by himself, so it’s useless even if he comes?
Just as she was wondering, she saw that the momentum of Wu Jin was rising steadily, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to its pre-injury state.
Outside, everyone used their own methods and flew towards the place where the phoenix shadow exploded at full speed. Halfway through the flight, the wilting weeds on the ground turned into grass strips again.
Just when everyone was on guard, they saw them connecting one by one and extending into the distance, as if they were transmitting energy. As soon as one section was connected, the ones behind them would instantly wither and lose their vitality.
Someone looked up and looked into the distance, and suddenly discovered that the direction of the grass strips was exactly the direction where the phantom of the divine phoenix had appeared previously.
Everyone was even more excited and mastered the flying magic weapon to the extreme.
Inside the stone statue, Yunli stared closely at the battle below. In the raging sea of fire, a gleaming green light surrounded Tujin, blocking the scorching flames.
His body is like a Yamata-no-Orochi snake, with grass strips protruding from his body one after another, pricking, entangling, stabbing, and twisting, and is very flexible.
In the sea of fire, Shao Haoluo was holding a mace. He didn't dodge or dodge, hitting and crushing the sticks one after another, smashing all the grass sticks that tried to attack him.
Wei Lin stepped on the flying sword and walked nimbly above the sea of fire. The long sword in his hand was full of sword intent. Waves of green whirlwind swept through, and the nearby grass was dragged into it and crushed.
Shao Haoluo was in a sea of fire, and he was the controller of strange fire. Whenever a piece of grass broke, the fire would become stronger in that direction and burn the pieces.
Wei Lin was in the sky, and he had to avoid contact with Zhu Ming's strange fire. The fragments of grass shredded by the whirlwind had been recalled by Doujin before they fell into the sea of fire.
In this way, the weakening of the tendons was limited. Just as Yunli was about to help, she saw that after he crushed the grass, the tip of the sword turned slightly. The sword energy swayed and stirred up a ball of flames below the scattered fragments, burning the fragments. .
Neither of them needed her help for the time being, so Yunli focused on Houjin. The burning of one or two pieces had little impact on him, but as time went by, more and more grass strips disappeared. In Zhu Huo, his strength was much weaker than at the beginning.
Suddenly, she noticed that the grass strips he controlled seemed irregular and attacked individually, but they would all avoid the stone wall.
Formation!
With a thought in her mind, she used the dust removal technique to clean up the stone wall next to her. Sure enough, the stone wall was also covered with various runes, even more than the ones outside.
Thinking that he had not flown out of the sea of fire, Yunli quickly looked at the ground. The red fire had already burned all the corpses and sand on the ground.
Under the high temperature, the stone slab burned red, and the formations on it seemed to sway with the heat wave. The gleam of the formations was suppressed by the red fire. If you don't look carefully, you won't notice it at all.
She immediately understood that the formation on the stone wall was the most critical, suppressing Hou Jin at all times. If the formation on the stone wall could be triggered, his strength would be greatly weakened.
Thinking of this, she quickly shouted: "Formation, lead up to the formation."
Wei Lin didn't even raise his head. He tilted his wrist slightly. The whirlwind he stirred up changed its path and rolled up the grass strips and hit the stone wall.
This time, there was no vermilion fire to cover it up, and the light of the formation was very obvious. As soon as the grass strips touched the stone wall, the light flashed sharply, as if there was an electric current, drilling into the body of Hou Jin along the grass strips, and his expression became even more distorted.
He raised his eyes and looked at Yunli fiercely, "You little bastard!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a dozen grass sticks were stabbed towards her. Yunli avoided the first wave of impact on one side of her body, summoned Huanshi Ling, tied them into a bunch, and dragged them against the stone wall without any explanation.
Houjin was shocked and shattered the grass on his own. Yunli only had time to knock down part of it into the sea of fire, and he took back the rest.
She raised her chin and said provocatively: "Come again!"
Houjin's face was filled with colors. After holding it in for a long time, he finally didn't attack her again.
Yunli looked at him, startled.
Wait, the stone slab has a formation, he can't leave, even if it turns into thousands of fragments, he can't escape!
He is pretending!
If they had not stopped him immediately, based on the characteristics of the Tendon Demonic Grass, they would have thought that he had escaped and would have chased him. In this way, they would have fallen into his trap of luring the tiger away from the mountain!
After accepting the Huanshi Ling, she flew down and sighed in her heart, she was so thoughtful, she was worthy of being an old monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years.
"What are you doing here?" Shao Haoluo stared at her, while Hou Jin seized this opportunity and once again turned into thousands of fragments and rushed upward.
Shao Haoluo didn't care about talking about her anymore. He changed his tactics and commanded the fire dragon to roar after her.
Yunli stood calmly on the banana fan and said slowly: "You run, you can run with confidence, we will wait here."
"Formation." Wei Lin glanced at the rapidly flashing formation on the stone wall and suddenly realized that he couldn't escape.
Shao Haoluo, who flew up, paused and quickly reacted. He couldn't help but pat his head and said in annoyance: "Why did you forget this?"
