Fu Jingtao met the witch's bright and cunning eyes, and felt rippling. He rubbed his nose and whispered: "Miss Luo, why are you here too!"

His relationship with Luo Ming is quite complicated, and he is both enemies and friends. The two first met in the fierce battle for the ancient Chinese classics of India. Later, they met again at the birthday banquet of Liu Mansion in Jiezhou, which triggered a series of storms and stories

.If it weren't for being kidnapped by Luo Ming, Fu Jingtao wouldn't have met Zhou Huan, Yanying, Ji Yuqing and others, and there would be a deep memory.

In the past, in order to avoid the pursuit of the blood demon king Wu Li, Luo Ming changed his appearance and hid in the Fu family to heal his wounds, almost having a conflict with Qin Ying.

After half a year, we accidentally met in the Demon Valley, which made people sigh at the wonder of fate.

Luo Mingfeng approached like a willow, reached out and gestured at his head, and smiled and said, "Well, I've grown tall and strong, like a real man!" As he said that, he pinched his shoulders and praised:

"Entertainment of both internal and external, strong muscles, good explosive power and lethality. No wonder he can make a splash in the world!"

Fu Jingtao was so hot that his face was hot by her intimate behavior that he begged: "Miss Luo, please be proud of yourself, don't tease the honest people, can you?"

Luo Ming glared at his eyes and said with his hips: "It's you who teased him, how about you? Are you not convinced? How many people were crying and shouting and kneeling in front of me. I'm too lazy to look at them more! The boy, hurry up and scream.

Sister, come and listen."

Fu Jingtao hesitated and said, "There is a difference between black and white, isn't it appropriate for us to call each other 'siblings'?"

Luo Ming smiled and said, "Does the top spot in the Song Dynasty look down on me?"

Fu Jingtao shook his head and said, "Who dares to look down on one of the three great masters of the Demon Sect and the peerless beauty in the martial arts world's famous flower list? Wouldn't that be very stupid?" In terms of reputation, status in the martial arts world, and cultivation in martial arts, he is now

Not as good as Luo Ming.

Luo Ming frowned and said, "Who was bewitched by you? He actually came to the Demon Valley alone? If someone saw through his identity, he would die at least a hundred times!" The Demon Sect and Xuanyuan Sect were incompatible, no matter who killed Fu Jingtao.

, they will become the most dazzling figures.

Fu Jingtao sighed: "My two friends and I wanted to cross the river east, but unexpectedly we met Lu Shiba on the way, but he was dragged to the Demon Valley. Although I escaped from the Demon Claws, my friend was still detained by Lu Shiba.

Then, I can't leave them alone!"

Luo Ming was amazed: "It turns out that the beauty around Lu Shiba is actually your "close friend"! You are so brave enough, and your method of seeking flowers and asking willows is the best in the world! Aren't you afraid that your junior sister Qin will be jealous? You actually want to have a

Three arrows?!"

Fu Jingtao coughed lightly and defended: "We are purely friends and are absolutely selfless!"

Luo Ming sneered: "It's weird if you believe in you! Men are all people who are tired of the new and old."

Fu Jingtao asked curiously: "Can Miss Luo ever suffer from emotional injuries?"

Luo Ming punched him angrily: "Stop talking nonsense! I look down on those stinky men with dirty thoughts."

Fu Jingtao quickly changed the subject and asked: "What treasure is buried in the valley that attracts so many masters of the Demon Sect to compete for it? Why don't you act quickly?"

Luo Ming shook his head and said, "What they want is superior martial arts and magical secret skills, and I come for all kinds of rare medicines." He said, pointing to the purple flowers under the stone beam, and signaling Fu Jingtao to look over.

"Look, it's the 'Purple Flame Demon Pattern', nourished by the toxic fog of the peach blossom, and watered with the yin energy of the demon pattern, the flowering and bear fruit every twelve years. Just keep the purple flame Demon Pattern Fruit in

There is no fear of peach blossom poisonous fog in your mouth, and you can enter and exit the Demon-Sealing Valley at any time."

Fu Jingtao was overjoyed: "There are such magical fruits? Can you share a few of them?"

"Call me first, or you won't bother to pay attention to you!"

"Sister Luo Ming."

"You're good at this!"

I saw the cold wind blowing, and the petals of the purple flame demon pattern fell one after another. A small purple fruit appeared at the top of the flower stem, and slowly expanded and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Luo Ming floated up the stone beam like a colorful cloud, took out the jade bottle and herb collection tools that had been prepared long ago, and quickly put away the purple flame demon pattern fruits one by one. Finally, she threw one of the bottles to Fu Jingtao: "

Remember, each fruit can last about six hours of medicine, so don’t be carelessly poisoned!”

Fu Jingtao was so happy that he scratched his head: "Thank you, Sister Luo Ming!" With this poison-avoiding fruit, he can go to the valley again in the future to comprehend the sword intent of the great master on the stone tablet, which will be of great benefit to improving his sword skills and martial arts level.

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After picking the purple flame demon pattern fruit, Luo Ming told Fu Jingtao to leave the Demon Seal Valley before noon tomorrow, otherwise he would encounter a wave of poisonous fog and search for more medicinal materials.

Fu Jingtao was worried about how to save Yin Lianlian. Zhao Yanrong was not interested in the unique magic skills, but he couldn't think of any trick for a while. He could only find the whereabouts of the Blood Refining Sect first and then fly by.

Stone beam enters the real demon-sealing forbidden area.

The ground at the other end of the stone beam is very strange, covered with crisscrossing sword marks.

As soon as Fu Jingtao stepped onto the ground, he felt a vast sea of ​​sword intent hidden under his feet, as if he was stepping on the blade of a peerless sword, with the sword energy in his mouth but not spitting out.

It makes people feel cold all over the body.

This is a sword formation that has been around for a hundred years. The sword intent is buried deep underground and has never been triggered.

Fu Jingtao squatted down with a humble heart and gently stroked the crisscrossing sword marks with his fingers, as if he saw a peerless swordsman wielding his hands, blocking a space to prevent any demon from escaping accidentally.

These sword marks turn into wonderful sword poses in my mind, connecting and circulating with each other, transcending into the great way, hiding the unique artistic conception of unclear Tao and unclear words.

That is a firm will to protect the rivers and mountains.

That is the responsibility to uphold justice and suppress evil spirits.

That is the confidence and pride that stands tall and upright!

That man stood at the top of martial arts, turned the world around with his own strength, and shocked the demons in the world with the power of a sword!

How can such ambition not make people feel disappointed?

Fu Jingtao stood up unconsciously, holding the long sword in his right hand, and gently pinching the sword technique with his left hand, waving it from his heart. The moves in his hand seemed messy and unsystematic, but actually followed the mysterious method of Xuanyuan Divine Sword. The spiritual energy gathered, and the wind was howling,

The torrent of spiritual energy like an angry tide poured into the sword formation, and then penetrated into the depths of the sword marks. A supreme pressure that had been silent for a hundred years came out of thin air.

At this moment, all the creatures in the Demon-Sealing Valley were trembling.

Fu Jingtao's movements gradually slowed down and stopped, lowered his eyes and stood still. A stream of invisible and soft sword energy swam around his body, like a group of cheerful little fish.

At this moment, a man in black stepped out from the stone pillar forest. He had half a skeleton mask on his face, only the exit nose was exposed, his eyes were cold and harsh, and he was tall, and there was a knife-like but not a knife-like sticking behind him.

The blood-red demon blade, which looks like a sword but is not a sword, is not covered with dust while walking, and naturally shows a domineering temperament that looks down on the world.
Chapter completed!