The Demonic Magic Emperor

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After two hours, the three arrived at a forest shrouded in mist.

Looking at the white scene that engulfed the entire forest, Zhuo Fan's eyes emitted a deep glow.

"It's a misty forest, surrounded by fog for many years, it's hard for people to enter." Luo Yunshang looked forward, his eyes hesitating, "Although we can hide inside, we can temporarily avoid the limelight, but it may always come out. "

However, Zhuo Fan did not listen to him at all. His eyes continued to stare at the Quartet, especially when he saw the high mountain in the east, a strange light appeared in his eyes.

“Is there Mount Heifeng?” Zhuo Fan asked, pointing to the mountain.

Nodding his head, Luo Yunshang said somewhat fearfully: "My father said that the mountain owner of Mount Heifeng is strong and not beneath him. But for decades, we were both fine. I don't know why this time their bandits will attack. Our villa. "

“Hey, hey ... Great place!” Zhuo Fan touched his chin, praised earnestly.

"East Green Dragon, Western White Tiger, South Suzaku, North Xuanwu, the central unicorn soars into the sky, and the sky splits into the sky!"

"This, this is a huge natural formation!" Zhuo Fan muttered, "It's a pity that no one knows how to find it! But this time when I come, I will turn this place into the second Heavenly Demon Mountain!"

Zhuo Fan's eyes exuded excitement.

He knew very well the value of this mountain. Even in the Holy Land, it was also a holy place that only the Holy One could reach.

“Nona, we are here to finish off the housekeeper Sun and their team?” Zhuo Fan suddenly turned his head.

Uncontrollably, Luo Yunshang was surprised by his words.

Currently, they only had three people, and the strength of the opponent was above them. They haven't had time to hide. How could they destroy Sun Guanjia?

Luo Yunhai snorted in disdain and grinned at Zhuo Fan: "The servant dog will boast!"

"Do you look itchy again?"

Zhuo Fan glared ferociously, and Luo Yunhai did not dare to squeak anymore. The slap on the butt only said very clearly that the servant in front of him did not take his young master at all.

"Huh, the heroes don't eat the losses in front of you. You wait for me to call home to gather people, and you have good looks!" Luo Yunhai buried his head on his sister's shoulder and muttered.

Protecting his younger brother in his arms so as not to be stained by the evil slaves in front of him, Luo Yunshang wondered: "What do you want to do?"

With a slight smile, Zhuo Fan reached out and said: "Miss, I don't know how many spirit stones you brought, please give me all."

“What will you do with Lingshi?” Luo Yunshang looked at Zhuofan warily.

"Hehehe ... Don't get me wrong, Missy, I'm not the kind of evil slave who robs me of my wealth while the host is down. Everything I do is for your safety."

"Huh, you're not a slave? I don't think there are any evil slaves in the world worse than you."

Luo Yunshang rubbed his poor sister's butt, silently, but he took off a ring obediently and handed it over: "This is all the money in my body. If you dare lie to me, I'll never let you go. "

Smiling, Zhuo Fan took the ring, turned around and disappeared into the vast white mist.

"Waiting for me here."

Shaking his head slightly, Luo Yunshang looked at the white mist and said lightly: "Yunhai, although this henchman is disrespectful to us, he has helped us. He was always stronger than those who spoke to each other.

Luo Yunhai thought for a moment, and nodded, seemingly understanding: "Yes, damn it is the housekeeper Sun."

Luo Yunshang nodded in satisfaction, appreciating: "Yunhai, you have finally grown to be reasonable."

But immediately, Luo Yunhai gritted his teeth and said: "As for the stooge dog, he has to take off his pants and hit in public, it's too cheap to kill him."

Luo Yunshang was mute for a moment.

Zhuo Fan walked slowly in the misty forest, his deep eyes looking around, from time to time, a light appeared in his hands, and a spirit stone flew out from the ring abruptly, and fell onto the forest ground.

Even though he had come to the Misty Forest for the first time, he seemed to be familiar with the boundary of this land, and the route he had taken was not disturbed by the fog at all.

But in a quarter of an hour, Zhuo Fan had already passed through the forest.

"The ghost gate of the Nine Nether House opens, and Sifang Xiesha enters the battlefield!"

Immediately moving the seal, Zhuo Fan read the formation of the Nine Nine Secrets to unlock the incantation.

Suddenly, the wind blew, and the entire sky instantly dimmed, with a wail of lamentation, a gray figure flew from the dark sky and fell into this misty forest.

After a while, the entire white fog gradually turned red, then turned black, and finally turned pure black like the sky.

The howling ghostly groans kept coming from within.

When Luo Yunshang and his brother had seen the terrifying scene, they were suddenly frightened and hugged, huddling back and forth.

But soon, the terrifying ghostly cries stopped, and the sky brightened again, revealing a bright sunlight. The fog from the misty forest quickly disappeared, and Zhuo Fan walked out panting heavily.

“What's going on now, are you making ghosts?” Luo Yunshang looked at Zhuo Fan, completely shocked.

Without answering his question, Zhuo Fan gestured to him and turned to walk in the forest again.

"Follow me."

Suspicious in his eyes, but Luo Yunshang followed his brother. At this moment, Zhuo Fan seemed to be wearing a mysterious coat, so Luo Yunshang could not help but want to explore.

Immediately, the three of them were under a thousand year old tree, Zhuo Fan looked at Luo Yunshang and said, "You will sit under this tree for a while, and I will teach you the embarrassing array formation tricks.You control the formation to kill them. "

"What, this is a formation?"

Luo Yunshang was startled and looked at Zhuofan for no reason.

The formation method was something more valuable in the world than practice and martial arts. Common formation patterns were mysterious techniques passed down by families. Even if you can find first-rate French maps at auction, it takes hundreds of thousands of spirit stones to buy, and often has no market price.

If they returned to Yunshanzhuang to protect the mountains, they would not be so easily broken by the bandits.

But at this moment, a slave in their family was casually setting up a set of formations, which should surprise her, Miss Shanzhuang.