The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

In the hemispherical brick house.

Shi Lei is watching the night.

The other three practised cross-legged on the futon, as if entering a light sleep state, but as long as there is a slight movement from the outside world, they will still wake up for the first time.

However, the shadow in the dark is very strange.

They are crisscrossed and crisscross, and some vines sticking out can be seen faintly, with their backs facing the bright moon, casting countless tentacles-like shadows on the ground.

Rustle...

The gentle breeze blew across the woods, and thousands of leaves trembled.

Danger, come right away!

in the dark.

Shi Lei lit a fire and inserted it on both sides of the brick house door, illuminating the surroundings, but he did not find countless vine-like tentacles spreading from nearby trees, just like countless octopuses approaching here, the feeling of oppression became stronger.

"It's a bit ominous!"

Shi Lei opened his eyes and looked around, but all the shadows of the vines had hidden in the bushes again, and no traces could be seen.

For safety's sake, Shi Lei used "All-round Spiritual Consciousness" and carefully sensed the surroundings, but found that there were no monsters or other practitioners in the range.

"I am worrying too much!"

Shi Lei scratched his head, cross-legged in front of the door, while watching the night, he practiced the "Spiritual Catalog".

Although this spell is difficult, he has already started.

However, this is the result of Ye Feng's personal guidance.

Shi Lei's aptitude was not high. It would take a lot of time to practice "The Magical Catalog" to a small level. Moreover, it is easy to encounter problems that he does not understand in the process of practicing. When you arrive at the Misty Peak, you will ask Ye Feng again.

The process of practice is boring.

Time passed bit by bit.

The wind outside has been blowing.

The surrounding vine tentacles are still spreading quietly, some are among the trees, some are on the ground, and the last part is under the ground.

A dark cloud floated in the night sky.

In the middle of the night.

It blocked the bright moon.

The surrounding area was plunged into darkness, and a gust of wind blew out the torches on both sides of the door, making the surroundings plunged into the darkness of invisible.

"dangerous!"

Shi Lei's perception is not bad.

In just an instant, he cast "Fire Cloud Palm" to illuminate the surroundings, and suddenly found countless weird vines rolling towards him, as fast as lightning.

"Enemy attack!"

Shi Lei yelled and immediately played "Earth Escape", but he had just submerged half of his body in the mud, only to find that his upper body was entangled by something and could not move.

Countless vines wrapped him tightly in the next moment.

Inside the brick house.

The three disciples woke up for the first time, but it was still too late.

As soon as Huo Yunjie's sword was pulled out, he found that he was entangled by countless vines, and he could not move. Then, he gradually lost consciousness.

Long Tianxing glowed instantly and entered the form of a dragon, only to find that he was hit hard by a thorny stick in the back of his head and fainted.

Wang Ping'an, with the lowest cultivation level, had been arranged clearly a long time ago.

Rustle...

When the dark clouds flew over and the earth was illuminated by moonlight again, the brick house in the forest had become a ruin.

"Huh, how about people?"

Thousand-faced Demon Lord poked his head out of the feathers behind his back, looked around, and found ruins all over the ground. Shi Lei and the four had disappeared long ago, and he was shocked.

"If the master knows that the disciples are missing, you have to hang this demon lord!"

The Thousand Faces Demon Lord was very anxious, and quickly released his spiritual sense, and chased him up according to the breath left by the tree demons.

Early the next morning.

Shi Lei woke up leisurely.

"not good!"

He suddenly felt a tingling scalp, and soon discovered that his brow was pierced with a special thorn, and his cultivation level could not be displayed.

Looking around, Shi Lei found that Huo Yunjie, Long Tianxing, and Wang Ping'an had just opened their eyes with a green thorn in their eyebrows.

"what happened?"

"We were attacked!"

"Ah, it hurts. What is the thing on my eyebrows. Once I touch it, it hurts to death and I can't pull it off at all. It must have restricted my cultivation."

"Why does the place we are now look so like a...a cage?"

The four disciples were shocked and found themselves trapped in a spherical vine cage, suspended from a giant tree 100 meters high, tens of meters high in the air.

Looking around, there are still many cages hanging on this big tree, and there are many people in them. There are many dozens of them.

"Friends, do you know where this is?" Shi Lei lowered his voice and asked another person in the vine cage ten meters away.

"Ah, I don't want to die!" The two disheveled practitioners in the cage next door wailed loudly, tears falling down, obviously their mentality collapsed.

"Oh, they have been driven mad, but they are also, every few days they witness other practitioners being sacrificed, and they don't know which day they will follow in their footsteps. It's not strange if they are not crazy!" An old voice Sounded.

Shi Lei and the four looked at another vine cage more than ten meters away, and found that there was only one gray-haired old man who was cross-legged, and he looked relatively calm.

"Old elder, we are the disciples of the ethereal school. I don't know which power you come from and how you are called. Why do these tree demons trap us?" Shi Lei asked the old man quickly, looking respectful.

"Fairy faction? Never heard of it."

The gray-haired old man looked at the sky, his face was full of loneliness and self-deprecating, "The old man was once the head of a certain high school. As for his name...not to mention it. Three months ago, the old man took his disciples out to kill demons. But I was sneak attacked by these tree monsters at night, and even I was hit by the'Soul Suppression Nail', and I couldn't use my cultivation base."

"Soul Nail?"

Shi Lei looked at each other with a blank face.

Upon seeing this, the old man explained: "The soul-suppressing nail is the natural talent of this tree demon. As a demon general at the peak of the middle-level demon general, his talent is also very strong. Low-level practitioners can't stand it, and will be severely restricted."

"What can I do then?"

The four of Shi Lei shivered.

The tree demon is the pinnacle of the medium demon general, that is to say, if the cultivation base is lower than this level, even if it comes, it will not be able to beat it.

Throughout the whole ethereal faction, only the head can hang this tree demon.

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But the problem is that the cultivation base is restricted, the storage ring cannot be opened, the identity token placed inside cannot be used, and it is impossible to call for help.

Thinking of this, the disciples felt cold.

"What to do?" The old man laughed at himself, "Oh, I can only wait for death... You may not know that the tree demon captured us to sacrifice to the'tree ancestor', so as to obtain the power of the wood spirit. In order to improve the bloodline and break through the realm."

"Sacrifice...sacrifice?"

The four of Shi Lei took a deep breath.

In this way, wouldn't they die?

A few hundred meters in the sky.

The Thousand Faced Demon Lord turned into a cloud of white clouds~www.readwn.com~ Observing below, I found that it was a huge valley. In addition to the tree demon at the peak of the middle-level demon general with a strong aura, there were more than a dozen trees about to cross. The little tree demon who enters the inferior demon general.

There are many crawling vines on the ground, with eyes and noses, and they are obviously under the command of the Dryad.

"There are so many people, this Demon Lord can't beat it!"

The Thousand Faces Demon Lord thought for a while, and quickly used the Ling Beast Pavilion as a transit point, and kept calling out Ye Feng on the Misty Peak.

Master Hall.

Ye Feng opened the furnace lid and picked up the mirror after returning to the furnace and refining.

"Although it has only been promoted to the pinnacle of a middle-grade spirit weapon, the scope of investigation has changed from a thousand miles to a radius of 1,500 miles, and even if the area being explored is blocked by an array, it can be seen more clearly than before."

Ye Feng liked it more after holding the mirror for a while.

At this time, he received a call from the Thousand Faces Demon Lord, his eyes condensed, and he quickly opened the Mirror for Asking the Sky.