Bai Lu's slender and tough fingertips trembled slightly as she looked at the plate of scattered stones on the table.

Qi Chen wiped away the sweat and blood, breathing unevenly. The wounds on his body were in severe pain, but there was no time to heal them now.

There was a rumbling sound behind him, and the earth shook. He seemed to clearly feel that the ancestor of the demon clan was stepping on the mountain road step by step before controlling the bullfight.

"It's a pity that he still has three eyes that are not used."

"The most terrifying thing is the aura of bullfighting. With this aura, it can't hurt his body at all. You have to find a way to disintegrate it."

"I will take action." Bai Lu said.

"What about the formation?"

"I'll take action first to dismantle his fighting spirit, and then I'll control the formation. You and the lion will stop him."

"Does it hurt?" Bai Lu suddenly looked at Qi Chen, who was frowning.

Qi Chen smiled and said: "The minor injury is lighter than the injuries I suffered when I was a child. It's nothing."

Bai Lu sneered, but still handed the bottle of potion in her hand to Qi Chen.

"It can only be suppressed temporarily."

"I can really handle it," Qi Chen said bravely, but he still finished the potion in the end.

On the mountain road, the ancestor of the demon tribe didn't even take a breath. He put his hands behind his back and remained calm.

He has lived for too long and has seen a lot. Even a clone is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

He stepped onto a step, and when he came to his senses again, he found that he was back in the red maple forest. The maple leaves were sweeping and rustling, and the setting sun was about to set, and the whole sky was a fiery red.

It's even redder here.

The ancestor thought intently and stared at the maple leaf forest. This maple leaf forest was very strange. It should not appear in this season, but it happened to appear. There were some thick and withered yellow leaves piled on the ground, and the maple leaves on the upper layer looked messy.

, as if no one had taken care of it for many years.

The ancestor was a little surprised: "I thought it was still an illusion, but I didn't expect it was not an illusion. It was a small space teleportation formation just now. Although it is only a hundred meters away, it is really amazing. It can be done in a short time."

He originally thought that the girl on the top of the mountain was just a master of all kinds of magic. There are still such geniuses in the mountains. If they are good at everything, they are not good at it. In the end, many geniuses who know everything will be overtaken by other monks of the same time.

catch up.

I just didn't expect that this girl is a bit scary, and she has some designs that even our ancestors were surprised by.

"I found a good seedling outside the mountains. If I don't get involved, I'm afraid it will end up in the mountains after a while. It's a pity..."

Before the ancestor had finished saying "what a pity", pieces of red maple shot out like swords. This time it was not the illusion like before, but a real attack.

In the huge maple forest, every fallen leaf becomes a sword.

The ancestor walked with his hands behind his back, and the green bull looked like a wolf breaking into the sheep.

The sword pierced into the bullfight, but every fallen leaf seemed to be absorbed only a fraction, and then was directly shattered.

The ancestor was a little hesitant and couldn't decide for a moment whether he would be teleported down again if he flew directly to the top of the mountain now.

The opponent is proficient in teleportation formations, so he may be sent down accidentally, but if he breaks the sword formation here at this time, he will not be delayed later.

The pupil of the ancestor's fifth eye was slit. There was nothing unusual this time, but every time he took a step, it was like a tank hitting the ground, but the speed was so fast that it felt like wind was blowing on his feet.

The maple leaves were completely blown away before they even got close.

The ancestor's body was like a flying swallow, and he finally jumped into the maple leaf forest and stepped heavily on the soles of his feet.

As if trampled by war, in an instant, the entire maple forest ground collapsed, and hundreds of red maples collapsed.

Not to mention the formation, this kick even destroyed the location of the formation.

Smoke and dust filled the air.

The ancestor was suddenly startled, his body stepped back, and his head tilted back.

In the dust and smoke, a wooden sword appeared at some point, with the tip of the sword only one centimeter away from the bull's head.

Bai Lu suddenly appeared. She had reached the Spiritual Movement Realm. Naturally, she could deal with her ancestors much more easily than Qi Chen.

However, this sword did not pierce the bull's head.

It's not that I can't, I just don't want to.

Her toes were right on a flying red leaf, and her body was like a black carp, moving sideways to the right.

The wooden sword suddenly changed its attack direction, and then stabbed three inches into the bullfight's neck.

The ancestor's pupils shrank.

This is his method. Naturally, he understands that the entire front of the bullfight is like a diamond iron shield, which is difficult to break, but there is a fatal point, which is the point where Bailu attacks.

Click, click, click!

Spider web-like cracks appeared on the bullfight, and in the end, the entire bullfight's aura was more fragile than glass and turned into nothingness.

The ancestor looked furious, but his movements were not slow, and he kicked hard as if filled with a long wind.

Bai Lu took a deep breath. In order to break the opponent's bullfighting spirit, she gave up her defense. At this time, she could only use her arms to block her chest.

Boom!

A heavy sound.

Bai Lu was kicked directly into the pavilion.

The ancestor glared angrily and was about to move, but found that the other party's figure had disappeared.

"I didn't expect that there is a one-time space teleportation array in this pavilion, and there is also one in Maple Leaf Forest. Counting this way, there are three in total. The talent is really amazing."

He suddenly turned around and looked up at the top of the mountain. At this time, nothing could stop him from going up the mountain.

…

Bai Lu's figure appeared in the grass pavilion, her left arm hanging down, obviously broken.

Her hair was messy and her forehead was covered with sweat.

"The bullfighting spirit has been resolved, and his fifth eye has been forced out. It should be related to the kung fu on his legs."

"He now has two eyes open, one for illusions and one for leg skills, and there are two left."

Bai Lu pointed to a place on the top of the mountain and said: "When he comes up later, I will be in the grass pavilion. You try to deal with him here and don't go beyond, otherwise the formation will not be very powerful."

"He has passed through all my formations, and he carries the aura of those formations with him. Once he touches the last formation, the power will increase greatly, and he will definitely be able to kill him!"

Qi Chen looked at the wound on her hand and said worriedly: "Is your injury okay?"

Bai Lu, dressed in black and holding a wooden sword, glanced at Qi Chen disdainfully and said proudly: "Are you a man?"

Qi Chen shook his head.

Bai Lu frowned.

Finally the two looked at each other and smiled.

Bai Lu sighed: "In my life, I have been able to see things that are different from others since I was a child. These things are the rules. I respect the rules, I use the rules, and I am also a part of the rules. No matter how powerful a person is, he will eventually be the same."

There is no way to break away from the rules. Since the ancestor of the demon clan has not become an immortal, he is still within the rules."

"As long as we find the right rules, we can kill him."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Qi Chen asked her.

"Death is also part of the rules, why should we be afraid?" Bai Lu lowered his head and dropped his left hand. The blood had not completely stopped and looked a little oozing.

His right hand was already placed on the stone table.

"Windfire!"

Qi Chen said hello, and the three-headed Fenghuo stepped on Han Yuxi's face, and then ran over happily.

Han Yuxi whined, but his mouth was sealed at this moment. He didn't know what happened. Qi Chen looked at him and realized that his expression was like that of a boy who had been humiliated.

Of course, he still has the body of a weasel.

Boom!

Following a heavy sound, Qi Chen suddenly looked up, only to see the figure of his ancestor leaping up.

The scenery on the mountain is endless, with the sunset in the distance and the river in front of your eyes.

The ancestor looked around, saw Han Yuxi, and frowned.

"It seems that you have set up an ambush here, hoping to kill me."

Qi Chen held the butcher knife tightly: "Senior, do you want to give it a try?"

"Your energy and blood are exhausted, and that girl is also seriously injured. This mutated two-headed lion still has some fighting power, but it just underestimates me."

Qi Chen held down the butcher knife and remained silent.

Feng Huo's three heads were already grinning.

Bai Lu's eyes were stern, and her blood-stained right hand turned over a few stones. In an instant, a stone sword appeared on the ground behind her ancestor.

At the same time, Qi Chen and Feng Huo took action at the same time.
Chapter completed!