The spring night in the stone house is warm, and there are constant curses outside the stone house.

Wang Changsheng could not hear the movements in the stone house, but he tried hard to find a solution, but there was no way to solve them. In desperation, he could only sit cross-legged on the ground outside the stone house, staring at the stone house with his eyes, and kept cursing: "If you have the ability, stay in the stone house and never come out!"

Tian Boguang naturally didn't know that Wang Changsheng outside was not in a good mood. Chunxiao was worth a fortune in one moment, so he could not care about the things outside.

The first round of the two men ended, and a petal of plum blossoms was imprinted in the stone chamber. Tian Boguang raised Liuying's chin, looked at the beauty lying on her side in her arms, and said, "From now on, you will no longer be Liuying, you will be a brand new you, and you will also have a new identity. The shadow servant of the Thirteenth Attendant of the Qinglong Thirteen Attendant under my seat!"

At this moment, Liuying was like a cat greedy for the owner's arms, whispering: "What is the identity of the owner who gives me, I am!"

Poor Ji Shifang, who had been raising Liuying for ten years, left the Lord one day, and even the most precious things were dedicated to Tian Boguang.

"Next, I will teach you the unique talented and mysterious skills of each of the Thirteenth Assistant of the Green Dragon!"

When Liuying heard this, she sat up and looked at the man she called her master seriously. Unexpectedly, Tian Boguang pressed under her body again and said, "The teaching method is a bit special."

Liuying blushed with shame and shouted softly: "Come back!"

The plum blossoms scored twice, and the indoor temperature instantly became beautiful and ambiguous.

The war in the stone room was fierce, and a new battle began outside the stone room.

Wang Changsheng, who was still cursing Tian Boguang, suddenly closed his mouth, his ears stood up, turned around and looked directly at the entrance of Hanshan Valley. There were two monks wearing black gold masks.

It is Honu and official slave!

Wang Changsheng looked at the two people who suddenly appeared with caution and asked, "Who are you?"

The two of them did not answer, and rushed forward, slapped Wang Changsheng with two strong palms. Wang Changsheng was furious in an instant. He really thought he was made of mud. He wanted to play a few moves with him, but without thinking, he swept his legs across, facing the palm power of the two.

Honu and the official slave were hit by Wang Changsheng and retreated several feet directly. Although Wang Changsheng had not retreated in an instant, his legs were so painful that they were shaken by these two palms!

"So he is a master! He looks like he is from a body refining!" Wang Changsheng's face became solemn, "There are fewer and fewer mysterious cultivators in this world who follow the body refining path. Who are you?"

Honu and the official slave did not answer, and rushed forward again, fighting with Wang Changsheng. Wang Changsheng repelled the two of them again, instantly setting apart, no longer fighting with them. Thunder in his palm was launched, and a thunder emerged from his palm and shot at Honu. At the same time, he used a long whip, shooting at the official slave like a sharp sword.

Honu did not dodge, and slapped a flame out of his palms, but he could not resist Wang Changsheng's thunder power. The thunder and lightning penetrated the flame and directly hit Honu's chest, knocking Honu away.

The long whip also stabbed the official slave's palm, directly pierced the official slave's arm, and was directly knocked out with the official slave's body.

Wang Changsheng snorted coldly: "I don't think about how much I am!"

However, the situation at the next moment made Wang Changsheng's face solemn. He saw that the body that was originally penetrated by thunder recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. When he stood up, the Hono was already intact!

The official slaves there also pulled out the whip inserted into their other arm with their hands and threw it on the ground. The two of them rushed up again without fear.

What kind of monster is this? Wang Changsheng waved his arm and the long whip flew back into his hand again. This time, he no longer had a head-on confrontation with these two people. He waved the long whip in his hand and knocked them away again and again!

However, no matter how serious the injury was, Honu and the official slave seemed to not feel the pain, quickly got up and rushed towards Wang Changsheng again.

Wang Changsheng became more and more frightened as he fought. What was this undead monster? He was sharp-eyed and found that with every heavy blow, the recovery speed of the official slave and the Hound would slow down, but this time was basically nothing. When they could not recover at all, he would have been exhausted to death!

"There are strange things every year, and this year there are a lot!" Wang Changsheng thought to himself that he would no longer have the evil spirit.

The people were entangled and used the soul-destroying needle. Two soul-destroying needles stabbed Guan Nu and Honu. The two of them were stunned for a moment and rushed up again!

In Hanshan Temple, a mirror was showing the battle situation at the valley entrance. Hanshan Taoist looked at the official slave and the Honu and exclaimed: "The orange blood seedlings are really different. The recovery speed is far higher than that of the red and gray blood seedlings. Even the previous talent can be preserved."

Wuhua explained: "That's because what Huo Wuxie practiced before has always been strange flames. His Buddha's rage flame has already penetrated into his body, so this effect has been achieved. Other talents and blood seedlings cannot be used at all."

Taoist Hanshan frowned and sighed: "It's a shortcoming of beauty!"

"No, what we want is just the shortcomings of this beauty. You have to believe that nothing is perfect. The norm is the norm!" Wuhua said: "I am satisfied that they can have such an effect. If they are more perfect, maybe we can't control it."

Taoist Hanshan nodded without saying anything.

Wuhua asked, "There are formations you set ten miles outside Hanshan Valley! Even Wang Changsheng's cultivation level cannot be noticed. The person who sets the formation is indeed powerful!"

Taoist Hanshan nodded, admitting it.

"Be careful of Wang Changsheng's escape. This guy is as timid as a mouse. If something is wrong, he will want to retreat. There is nothing in this world who is more afraid of death than him!" Wuhua instructed.

"You want to trap him?" Taoist Hanshan was puzzled. He originally thought that the Honu and the official slave were released just to help Tian Boguang escape. Now it seems that Wuhua has even bigger plans!

"Of course it's more than that! I'm going to kill him!" Wuhua said with a smile: "Just treat it as the first knife to break the Xuanmen!"

"Kill him?!" The Taoist Hanshan looked at Wuhua in surprise and quickly spoke, "You killed the Xuanmen people in my Hanshan Valley. Everyone would suspect that they would come to me. Didn't my Hanshan Temple fall into it?"

"This place is at most a place to live. If you lose it, it may be a good thing for you!" Wuhua said: "In the past few years, you have been so comfortable that you are almost forgetting your responsibilities!"

The Taoist Hanshan dared not speak out. He looked at the young man in front of him and knew that there was no room for maneuver in this matter. He then looked at the screen and said, "If it were just for the Honu and the official slave, I'm afraid that Wang Changsheng would not be able to be killed!"

"If Wang Changsheng was so easy to kill, the Xuanmen would have been gone long ago!" Wuhua naturally knew Wang Changsheng's strength, but he had a look of wisdom beads holding it.

"Do you want to take action yourself?" Taoist Hanshan didn't know Wuhua's trump card and tentatively said.

"Of course I won't take action, but if you want to take action, Tian Boguang will also take action. I believe that with you two, Wang Changsheng will never escape this time!"

"Me?" Taoist Hanshan quickly refused: "I said that I was just helping my senior brother Gu Zhenren. Once I took action, the nature of the matter would change. Xuanmen would definitely not let me go! I would not take action!"

Wuhua put his right hand on the shoulder of the Hanshan Taoist, patted it gently, as if comforting and threatening, "You don't need to take action yourself, you just need to activate the formation. Besides, your Hanshan Temple seems to have many mechanisms, but most of them are useless to official slaves and Honu. Even if you don't need Xuanmen to take action, I can easily dismantle your Hanshan Temple. Do you think?"

Taoist Hanshan looked at the young man in front of him with a calm cloud and a chill rose in his heart.

At the mouth of Hanshan Valley, Wang Changsheng had indeed become interested in retreating, and even the soul-destroying needle was useless. These two guys were really weird. After overturning the two of them again, Wang Changsheng quickly retreated, and disappeared in a short while.

However, Wang Changsheng, who had run out for a long time, was frightened to find that there was a stone chamber in front of him, as well as Honu and Guanzi from the valley entrance.

Wang Changsheng didn't believe in evil, and ran for a long time again, but the same situation was still the same. The location of Hanshan Temple's valley entrance was just in front of him.

"Formation?" Wang Changsheng stopped running away, knocked the official slave and the Honu who rushed up again, shouting: "Who is making trouble? If you go against Xuanmen, you will definitely not have a good end. Think about the end of offending Xuanmen, and let it go. Today's incident has never happened, how about it?"

Without any response, Wang Changsheng's figure disappeared in the distance. After a while, the mouth of the Hanshan Valley appeared in front of him again.

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It seems that this time, even the name of Xuanmen is useless!

In Hanshan Temple, the pagan Hanshan with a pale face looked at Wang Changsheng on the screen and asked coldly: "How sure are you?"

Once Wang Changsheng escapes, he will completely offend Xuanmen and will be in a situation of dying. For the sake of the present, he can only be a bet, and maybe kill Wang Changsheng, which will be possible without realizing it! Thinking of this, Taoist Hanshan pressed a button next to the screen.

"Don't worry, he can't escape!" Wuhua put down his arm that was resting on the shoulder of Taoist Hanshan and said with a smile.

Wang Changsheng faced two monsters who were fearless but could not kill him, and after knocking them away again, he was already a little tired. This feeling had not appeared for a long time. Wang Changsheng knew that he was tired and a bad premonition lingered in his heart. Knowing that the other party had made up his determination to kill him, Wang Changsheng burst out of his heart. If he escaped today, he would definitely razed the Hanshan Valley to the ground!

Outside the valley, a thick fog suddenly appeared, covering the entire forest, vaguely, even the stone chamber could not be seen clearly.

Of course, this thick fog naturally could not affect Wang Changsheng. He could clearly see everything around him, but Wang Changsheng's face changed drastically and he shouted: "Not good! Poisonous!"

This is not thick fog, but a highly toxic miasma!
Chapter completed!