After the old tree demon was taken in, Fan Yi summoned the stone gate of Xiaodongtian when he saw no one was around, and then the people disappeared into the sand field.
Fan Yi didn't dare to stay outside. He only waited until he entered the small cave before entering the monster-catching painting to deal with the old tree demon.
At this time, Fan Yi had already appeared on the stone bridge in Xiaodongtian.
He took a deep breath of air and felt warm and secure here.
It's early morning in Xiaodongtian just like the outside world.
After Fan Yi walked across the stone bridge, he sat down cross-legged and began to practice breathing, trying to restore his condition to its peak.
At this moment, a mirror was flying out of the village.
Roulette Mirror had already sensed Fan Yi's aura, and after explaining it to Xiao Qi, it came in a hurry.
Zhong Xiaoqi and the villagers could only wait for Fan Yi to return to the village.
After all, for ordinary people, the distance from the village to the stone bridge is not easy to reach.
About an hour later, Fan Yi slowly opened his eyes. He didn't have to practice breathing for so long.
But in the next half hour, Fan Yi once again realized the true meaning of using a sword, and gained a little more experience in the use of Jinghong Sword.
Fan Yi increasingly admired the ancient boxing technique created by Wuxian Wang. It is true that if one understands the meaning of the boxing, the meaning of the sword will be understood.
It's just that if you want to perfectly explode the power of space, you have to be good at boxing.
Roulette Mirror had already arrived at Fan Yi's side and did not take the initiative to disturb him. Seeing that the young man had finished practicing, he said in the voice of an old man:
"Master, I haven't seen your cultivation become more stable for a long time. Why do you have time to see us?"
Fan Yi reached out and grabbed the roulette wheel, looked at the smooth surface of the roulette mirror, and said:
"I met the tree demon of the Seventh Realm on the way, so."
Before he could finish his sentence, Luo Panjing said in a sly tone:
"So the master ran away again this time?"
"But it doesn't matter if you run away. The Seven Realm Dryad is different from other demons. It can communicate with the woods. Firstly, it can capture information. Secondly, it can recover mana quickly. It is not easy to deal with."
Fan Yi smiled and said:
"You really know a lot about the demon clan."
Roulette Mirror became complacent, shook its body, and said with a smile:
"That's natural. Thinking about how amazing and talented Master Ku Xie was in the Demon Realm back then, I naturally knew a lot of things by following him."
Fan Yi flicked the mirror with his hand and said crisply:
"This saves trouble. Just go with me to deal with that old tree demon."
Luo Pan Jing was a little confused after hearing this, but unexpectedly, Fan Yi took him into the scroll in an instant.
In the bloody desert, a black bone hand grasped forward from the sky, and a black cocoon hung under its index finger.
However, the black cocoon did not wrap up the old tree demon tightly, and Wan Yi's head was exposed.
If anything, it's the old tree demon.
At this time, its face has become much older and it is no longer handsome.
The roulette mirror hovered in front of Fan Yi, and then asked in a strange tone:
"Master has already collected this seven-level tree demon? He is really wise and powerful, and his cultivation is beyond the heavens."
Fan Yi chuckled and then said:
"Stop talking nonsense, how to deal with this tree demon?"
The head on the black cocoon had already seen Fan Yi clearly.
However, at this moment, it was dealing with the demon-catching painting with all its strength. It was afraid that all its spiritual power would be drained away, so it did not dare to be distracted too much.
After hearing the words, Roulette Mirror slowly flew towards the old tree demon and arrived in front of the tree demon.
It was speechless for a moment and then said:
"It's really not easy for a tree demon of your kind to reach the seventh realm."
"It's just that you shouldn't take advantage of my master. Come on now, you're going to die!"
When Wan You saw this magic weapon, it had a bit of the aura of the demon realm, and it was actually a thing of the demon clan, the expression on his face was a little confused.
for a long time.
Wan Yi had a surprised look on his face and said:
"My clan's divine object! Yin-Yang Roulette Mirror!"
"Why are you here? Help me out!"
When Luo Panjing heard this, he drifted away from Wanyi leisurely.
He returned to Fan Yi without saying a word.
Fan Yi said:
"What? Are you going to attack the demon clan?"
Roulette Mirror thought for a while and replied:
"Master only needs to activate the power in the animation to speed up its withdrawal from its origin. Why should I take action?"
Fan Yi said in a deep voice:
"You really don't want to deal with the monster?"
The roulette mirror was silent again.
Fan Yi nodded, and instead of forcing the roulette mirror, he jumped up and flew to the back of the black bone hand.
He looked down at the person in the black cocoon and asked:
"Old tree monster, do you have anything to say before you die?"
Wan Yi had a look of disdain on his face and shouted:
"What else are you talking about? Do you want me to praise you?"
"You are said to be gifted with extraordinary talents, blessed with opportunities, and protected by a god-level magic weapon. You are a rare genius in the human race that is rare to see in a hundred years?"
Fan Yiqie listened, then touched his nose and said:
"It sounds quite comfortable, is there anything else?"
Wan Yi spat at Fan Yi and said angrily:
"Are you so short-sighted that you can't even hear good things? If you want to kill me, then kill me. Don't humiliate me!"
Fan Yi stopped chatting with the big monster and asked in a deep voice:
"How are the children of the Bai family doing now? Why do you want to destroy the Bai family?"
When he mentioned the little boy, Fan Yi obviously had murderous thoughts.
Wan Yi was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said:
"The child? The child is fine now. He has been kept in captivity by me. I originally wanted to take care of you and then raise the child until he is eighteen years old, and then take away his body."
"I just don't have to be controlled by the way of heaven and can ascend in one fell swoop. What a pity, what a pity!"
Fan Yi was furious and asked again:
"Where is the child now? Tell me quickly. Maybe I won't kill you if you tell me."
Wan Yi was not threatened or induced, so he asked calmly:
"Don't kill me? That's ridiculous."
"I am a dignified spiritual cultivator. Let me ask you, how can you, the human race, care about a child just to kill a seventh-level demon cultivator?"
"Don't say just one, even if it's a nest, in the eyes of your six sects, as long as you can kill me, you will die. This deal is a very good deal."
Hearing such words, Fan Yi was already furious, thinking that the three members of the Bai family were willing to sacrifice their souls for their children.
Fan Yi only had one thought in his mind: he must save the little boy.
Fan Yi ignored Wan Yi again.
It seems that only by using some means to make the tree demon suffer enough, can there be a chance to find out the whereabouts of the child.
He raised his hands to form a seal with complicated gestures.
In the palm of the black bone hand, there is a golden thread-like substance, extending towards the index finger of the bone hand, and finally wrapped around the black cocoon.
Suddenly, blue spiritual power began to escape from the black cocoon.
Wan Yi seemed to be in severe pain and screamed non-stop.
While cursing, he struggled.
Not long after.
The look on his face had become extremely old.
