The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

In the vine cage.

Looking at the black thunderclouds in the sky, Long Tianxing remembered that Wang Ping'an was boasting and apprenticeship just now, thinking that this wave of poisoned milk should be enough.

But the question is, is Wang Pingan really poisonous milk?

Everything before this was just guessed based on Wang Ping’s experience. What if Wang Ping’s is not poisonous milk?

This tree demon is extremely cruel, if the breakthrough succeeds, they will be wiped out, wouldn't it be cool?

Thinking of this, Long Tianxing looked at the sky expectantly, hoping that the Thirty Nine Small Tribulation would be as fierce as possible, and it would be better to increase its power tenfold to smash this nasty tree monster to death.

"Continue to boast!" Huo Yunjie also began to remind.

Wang Ping'an looked blank, but still knelt and breathed fragrance at the dryad: "Senior dryad, you are electricity, you are light, and you are a great legend!"

"Senior Dryad, you are unparalleled in talent and noble blood, and you will definitely be an invincible king in the future."

"Do not!"

"The mere king, how can you be worthy of you?"

"Let me say, you must be beyond the tree ancestor!"

"You are too strong, please let me worship you as a teacher!"

Listening to Wang Ping'an's praise, the tree demon snorted coldly, pretending that it was not troublesome, but he was very happy in his heart.

More than a thousand meters away.

The Thousand Faces Demon is hiding in a tree.

Hearing Wang Ping'an's words, he was confused and muttered: "Is this disciple's brain caught by the door? He has been arrested, and he still wants to survive by apprenticeship? It's stupid!"

Behind the scenes.

Ye Feng smiled happily.

"Okay, good milk, that's it!"

...

sky.

Lei Jie finally finished brewing.

A dark cloud that stretches for more than ten kilometers entangled in the high sky, covering the entire valley and the surrounding mountains, all black.

Countless creatures huddled on the ground, shivering.

Those practitioners who were trapped in the cages no longer screamed at this moment, but looked at the sky with no light in their eyes, obviously desperate.

The dozen tree monsters approaching the demon general were also very excited, swaying the trunk constantly, the leaves on their bodies rustled, as if they were praising the leader of the tree monster.

"Today's Thunder Tribulation shouldn't be strong either. It should be able to get through if it consumes 50% of the power."

The Dryad looked at the sky, and countless vines converged upwards, becoming a super green umbrella covering a radius of hundreds of meters, ready to be used to resist the catastrophe.

Snapped!

A blue thunder with gold smashed down, and the air seemed to be ignited, as if it was exploding, with a trembling roar.

"Strange, why is this Thunder a little different?"

Seeing that Heavenly Tribulation actually had a faint golden edge, this thought suddenly popped up in the dryad's mind, which was surprising.

Click!

The lightning umbrellas turned into countless vines exploded on the spot, and the tree demon suddenly widened his eyes, and said in shock: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! This is not the power that the Three Nine Small Tribulations should have!"

In the cage.

Long Tianxing's eyes widened.

The smile on his face gradually became sinister, and he held Wang Ping'an with a blank face with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother, continue to milk it, milk it to death!"

"what?"

"Ah what, continue to boast!"

"Oh well."

Wang Ping’an nodded and continued: “A momentary failure does not mean continuous failure. Senior Dryad, you blocked the first wave of Thunder Tribulation unharmed. It is really too strong. I believe that the next wave of Thunder Tribulation. , You can definitely avoid it easily."

"Shut up!" The tree demon scolded.

The vine lightning umbrella just now took half of its own power to condense. In the past, the lightning umbrella can block three waves of lightning in a row.

But this time, it broke all at once!

"What happened?"

"Could it be that my bloodline has increased too fast, and the power of the tribulation has also increased?"

The Dryad was puzzled.

Rumble!

The second wave of thunder catastrophe is about to come.

"Not good!" The tree demon hurriedly used the remaining power to form a second vine lightning umbrella.

Snapped!

Half of the second thunder tribulation turned into gold, more terrifying than the first, giving people a sense of danger, as if facing an immortal **** in the sky.

"So strong!"

The Dryad watched as the thunder tribulation cracked open the vine lightning umbrella, and then continued to slash, scorching a large number of branches and trunks, blasting, or simply breaking apart, in a very critical form.

"This is definitely not the Three Nine Small Tribulation!"

The Dryad was terrified.

After the second thunderbolt came down, it lost hundreds of years of cultivation base, and its aura fell from the peak of the middle demon general to the senior middle demon general, and it was impossible to withstand the last wave of thunder.

"Failure is the **** mother of success, Senior Dryad, two failures are nothing, and the third time, you will definitely be able to spend it safe and sound."

Wang Pingan is still tainting milk.

At first, he was at a loss.

When Long Tianxing just said the words "Junior Brother Wang, you are poisonous milk" in his ear, Wang Ping'an completely woke up.

He finally understood why the head didn't let himself be a teacher.

Because he is poisonous milk!

Bad luck to worship!

Therefore, Wang Ping'an gave it up.

"Senior Dryad, you are taller than the sky and broader than the sea, you..."

"Why do you shut up for the Lord!"

The Dryad didn't know that Wang Ping'an was poisonous milk, but now it was in a very bad mood. After hearing Wang Ping'an's voice, it was very upset, and immediately controlled a spear-sharp vine to stab him.

"danger!"

Everyone quickly pulled Wang Ping'an and avoided the assassination of the vine spear. The next moment, the third thunder calamity finally fell.

This time, it is pure golden!

A terrible coercion mixed with noble, domineering, dangerous and other auras fell, and the tree demon couldn't move.

"Damn, you are a poisoned milk!"

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Before he died, the tree demon suddenly realized that he uttered a last word, and the words were full of complex emotions such as anger, unwillingness, resentment and so on.

Click!

With the fall of the Dryad, Huo Yunjie found that the soul-suppressing nail at the center of his eyebrows collapsed immediately, and his cultivation level had recovered. He quickly split the vine cage with a sword, and led Shi Lei and several others to the ground.

"saved!"

The practitioners in the other cages were pleasantly surprised.

Others made a weird smile of "Give Give Give", using the cultivation base that had been imprisoned for a long time to tore through the cage, and landed safely.

Behind the scenes.

Seeing the disciples get out of trouble, Ye Feng was very happy, and immediately ordered the Thousand Faces Demon Lord: "Bring back the corpse of the Dryad, but remember, it is best to take it away quietly and not reveal your identity."

"Yes." The Thousand Faced Demon Lord nodded.

In the valley.

The dozen tree monsters and the surrounding vine monster soldiers all roared, and they didn't believe that the extremely powerful tree monster leader had just fallen.

They witnessed the whole process of the first two three-nine small catastrophes with their own eyes.

At that time, the tree spirit leader used only half of his strength to easily block Thunder Tribulation, but this time, why did the power of Thunder Tribulation soar so much?

Except for Shi Lei and his party, no one knows why.

"Damn Yaozu, die!"

A white-clothed swordsman who had recovered his cultivation level took a flying sword and killed those tree demons, his body exuding the cultivation level of the pinnacle of Qi Refining Realm.

"These monsters are not shallow, we will kill them too." Huo Yunjie drew the cold light sword and joined the battle.

"Hualong!" Long Tianxing sprinted, roaring, his whole body began to glow, and he quickly entered the state of turning a dragon, and his fighting power soared.

"We can protect ourselves." Shi Lei used the mysterious tortoise shield and the defensive spell "Xuanwu Jia" to protect himself and Wang Ping An.

"Liuguangjianqi!"

Huo Yunjie pinched the tactics with one hand and wielded the cold light sword in the other hand, cutting out several sharp sword lights, tearing dozens of monster-level vines.

"You are looking for death!"

The remaining dozen tree monsters were angry.

They couldn't move, but their cultivation bases were infinitely close to the inferior demon generals. The countless vines on the trees were as heavy as daggers, but as sharp as spears, stabbing many practitioners to death in a blink of an eye.

"It seems that I can only use this trick."

Huo Yunjie jumped far away from the battlefield, returned the sword into its sheath, holding the scabbard with his left hand and the hilt with his right backhand, and began to gather his momentum.

"Everyone, get out of the way!" Shi Lei reminded loudly.

Seeing Huo Yunjie's posture, Long Tianxing knew that he was going to use sword drawing skills, and hurriedly left the battlefield. The white-clothed swordsman at the pinnacle of Qi refining also sensed the sharp convergence of swords between the world and the earth. He hurriedly left the battlefield and his eyes fell on Huo Yunjie. .

"So strong!"

The white swordsman's eyes narrowed.

Although he was also a genius of swordsmanship with extraordinary strength, he could fight back and forth against a tree demon in the semi-transformation stage, but at this moment, facing Huo Yunjie's fierce aura, he did not dare to be careless.

"open!"

Huo Yunjie finally drew his sword.

Tear!

A half-moon-shaped sword gas swept out, three meters above the ground, and with a force of destruction, it easily cut five big trees.

Although the remaining tree monsters resisted, they were all severely injured.

"Ok... a strong sword move!"

The swordsman in white was speechless.

"Cough cough!" After Huo Yunjie performed the sword drawing technique, he felt that his whole body was almost collapsed, and he almost sat on the ground, but fortunately he was supported by Long Tianxing.

"Second brother, come, take medicine." Wang Ping'an quickly took out a bottle of "Returning Qi Pill".

After a few drops, Huo Yunjie recovered his breath.

Looking at the remaining tree monsters, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he once again performed sword-drawing skills.

"Spare!"

"Let us go!"

"It's all the leader's fault, it has nothing to do with us!"

The tree spirits begged for mercy, but Huo Yunjie didn't listen at all, and suddenly cut out a sword aura that was as dazzling as before, and cut off the remaining tree spirits.

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More than a dozen practitioners who survived by chance quickly gathered around and thanked Huo Yunjie and the others.

"At the inner disciple Luo Hedong of the Lower Sword King's Sect, if I'm not wrong, how many should be disciples of the Shenfeng Sword Sect?" The white-clothed swordsman stood three meters away, holding a sword to Huo Yunjie.

"Sword King Sect?"

The faces of Huo Yunjie and other cultivators all showed admiration.

Sword King Zong, a two-star power in the South River Basin.

This is a kendo sect similar to the Shenfeng Sword Sect. Every disciple must practice kendo, and it also has a unique kendo-type auxiliary technique.

However, the Sword King Sect was more than 10,000 miles away from the Taiyue Mountains and farther than the Junwang City. Everyone didn't know why Luohedong came to such a remote place.

Behind the scenes.

Ye Feng looked at Luohedong through the asking sky mirror, also very curious.