The crystal stone dissolved rapidly, forming a yellow and viscous solution. It was bubbling with bubbles, like burning honey. Xingyu's hands quickly looked, and put the thousand-year-old snow ginseng into it. It was very fast, so fast that the fat man didn't have time to make a sound to stop it, but the fat man was not ready to stop it.

In Wang Hao's silent expression, the thousand-year-old snow ginseng had not had enough time to melt, and the white light flashed and disappeared.

Zhuo Yue patted Xingyu with a gloomy expression and encouraged him: "Don't be discouraged, victory or defeat is common in military affairs." Then he blamed the fat man and said: "What are you doing when you stare at your apprentice? You made a mistake last time."

Wang Hao came back to his senses and said, "Is she a mistake? Where did I glare at her? I'm not worth it for the thousand-year-old snow ginseng."

Xingyu suddenly felt very wronged. From childhood to adulthood, she learned any knowledge quickly. She still did this after entering the Xuanmen. Even Chen Xuan, Zhuo Yue and others praised her talent. But in the mouth of the fat man, she had never heard a good word. She was a fool, an idiot, or a bad disciple. It seemed that she was really useless.

What made her feel wronged was not only the fat man's attitude, but also the failures twice in a row. For others, even if they fail ten times or hundreds of times is irrelevant, but for the proud Xingyu, it is unacceptable even once, let alone twice, and has not been successful so far.

Xingyu finally plucked up the courage to say to the fat man: "You have never taught me before, and you will use the materials to refine elixirs for me. You don't want me to succeed at all!"

The fat man didn't know what she thought. Back then, the fat man didn't hear a good word from the day he was driven down the mountain. Also, he wanted to succeed after trying twice. He looked down on himself too much. He actually dared to contradict the master. Wang Hao snorted coldly and said, "Do you think I don't feel sorry for the materials? I think I'm full? Have I blamed you for failing? Look at you, I almost burned the tent, I taught you so much? I also had the face to say that I didn't teach you. I taught you step by step. If you can't get the fire, you might as well lower it a little. At most, it's a waste of time and slowly improve and explore, which is better than destroying the materials once. Even the child understands such a simple truth, do you still want me to teach you?"

After teaching his apprentice a lesson, Wang Hao threw down another crystal. He walked out of the tent angrily, and Xiao Yixian followed him out, and the two of them walked on the snow-capped mountains.

"Why are you so angry about teaching your apprentice? The contradiction between you and Xingyu is that you hope she can learn more, but she hopes to refine the pill immediately. We all know that it is impossible. Why don't you talk to her well? Xingyu is not stupid. You know, she can understand your hard work."

The fat man said coldly: "I wanted to refine pills for the second time. If it was so simple, the whole world would be filled with pill kings. If I said that those materials were just practice, could she still take them seriously?"

"I can't tell you that you are still good at it." Zhuo Yue thought, "Xingyu is extremely talented. She is smart and learns things faster than others. No matter what she learns, she will be able to behave well soon. After a long time, she will inevitably become proud, restless and unacceptable to failure. Moreover, because she puts too little effort, it is inevitable that she will be superficial and cannot compare with those who have worked hard for others. But alchemy focuses on practice and cannot be lazy. No wonder she can't bear it anymore. This kind of temperament also needs to be tempered, so that she can't suffer some setbacks and saves her from suffering in the future. But you are also bad enough. Knowing that Xingyu is not likely to succeed, you have to say that she can't refine the alchemy for Wuming."

"I didn't say anything. It's not a big deal to refine pills to give them to him." The fat man explained seriously.

Zhuo Yue glared at him and said, "I'm still a poor person. Wuming was also a stubborn person at the time, but a pity~"

Wang Hao said indifferently: "It's a pity that Wuming is willing to fall into depravity. There is also the bullshit demon king who betrays the master sect for the demon clan and actually has the face to live in the world. I had no intention of helping them, so I wanted to meet that colleague for a while. Since I promised them, of course I had to find some benefits."

The foot of the mountain suddenly became a mess, and more than a dozen demons gathered together, which was quite spectacular. Watching the little demons running back and forth, Wang Hao frowned and said, "The crowd of mobs."

Zhuo Yue smiled indifferently. "The Xuanmen and the Demon Clan have not had a dispute for a long time. Why do you hate them so much?"

"I have never hated them. I just think they are materials. If I were not a guest in the demon clan, I would have to catch two alchemy pieces." Wang Hao looked away in disgust.

"It seems that something has been born, let's go and take a look." Zhuo Yue knew that the fat man would most likely refuse, so when he summoned the flying sword, he grabbed his wrist, and the two rushed to the bottom of the mountain together.

"What happened?" Zhuo Yue found Wuming from the pile of small demons.

It's just a trivial matter, and the demon king rushed to deal with it without worrying about it." Wu Yanyan was insincere. From his eyes, you could see that the matter was not simple. Otherwise, why would the demon king take action? He was eager to rush over when he looked.

Zhuo Yue knew there must be a hidden story, but she was not convenient to ask, but heard the fat man's voice. "What else is there? It must be that Yingmu is going to overcome the tribulation. Even if the Ten Thousand Demon King is powerful, he is afraid he will be unable to fight against the heavenly tribulation. It is not so easy to change his fate against the heavens."

Zhuo Yue asked: "Xingmu passes through the tribulation! How did you know?"

"I guessed their virtue." Wang Hao looked like he was not concerned about his own affairs, and Wuming's embarrassing expression explained everything.

Zhuo Yue seemed to have seen something, but her expression was still dull. She asked quietly, "Did you know Yingmu is going to overcome the tribulation?"

Wang Hao confessed to the truth: "Anything in the world, there will be a disaster in a thousand years, and a great disaster in a thousand years. Shadow trees bloom for thousands of years and bear fruit in a thousand years. That is to say, when the seeds mature, they just take care of ten thousand years less. Isn't it just to get through the disaster? God will not help them."

Zhuo Yue suddenly smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if God refuses to help, just be willing to take action, you have agreed."

"As long as he can help Yingmu, please help." Wang Hao shrugged indifferently.

Wuming was anxious and said, "I was hit by the words of the gentleman. The great disaster of thousands of years is extraordinary. I am afraid that the demon king will be unable to support it. I will rush to help him."

"Let's go out and have a look. Maybe we can help." Zhuo Yue pulled the fat man's sleeve.

"Then I'll have to work for you." Time was tight, and Wuming refused.

Two pleasant whistles were blown in the wilderness. Wuming called a two-headed monster bird with black feathers and cold light flashing in her pupils. Her wings accounted for almost two-thirds of her body. Her claws were like a pair of iron hooks, and she grabbed Wuming's arms. She had a very tacit understanding of each person and one beast, no less than a flying sword at all. She rushed out far away in the blink of an eye and turned into a small projectile.

Wang Hao summoned the trace of the sky, rushed into the air with a spin, and caught up with the strange bird in a moment. Zhuo Yue seemed to have become the slowest person.

Before I saw the shadow wood, I heard the thunder first, like a huge rock hammering in my chest. Wang Hao's cultivation was a little shallow, and he was caught off guard and almost fell off the flying sword. Fortunately, his skills were great. He slid out an arc against the ground like a swallow, and soared into the sky again.

"Good means!" Wuming originally wanted to pull the fat man up, but who knew that the fat man was in danger and could not see any embarrassment. He couldn't help but exclaim loudly. Of course, he could not hear the fat man's response.

Although Wang Hao had a strong attitude after coming to the demon clan, he was not a demon king. It should be considered rude. However, in the eyes of Wuming and the demon king, these rude reactions are ordinary and normal reactions. Basically, people in the Xuanmen would do this, unless they were ulterior motives or fear of death, such as Gongsun Dang, who deliberately flattered the demon king. It seemed that Wuming had cursed the demon king when he first came, but the two eventually became friends.

First he carried the master's back and then married a demon woman. If he could even see such things, it would be a problem with his character. The fat man was polite without a finger. That day he was worried that the fat man would not take action, so he was ready to put some pressure on Zhuo Yue. Who knew that he was caught by the fat man, which led to the storm that followed. So he did not hold a grudge against the fat man, and the Ten Thousand Demon Kings could not care about the aura of the demon king.

Shadowwood is a plant. When you look at it during the day, you will see a leaf and a hundred shadows; when you see it, the flowers will shine, and at night it will be like stars. It will bear fruit after ten thousand years. If you eat it, you will be light. According to "Shi Yi Ji".

At this moment, its light and shadow had long been covered by the silver light of the thunder, and the lightning filled the earth, making people unable to open their eyes. A ball of ink cloud pressed above the shadow wood, as if it was a huge poisonous mushroom, silver snake-like lightning flashed among them, and the sizzling current sounds connected together.

The momentum of Shadow Wood disappeared, as if it was a grass in the wind and rain, shaking.

Below the poisonous mushroom, a star-like bright spot released a dazzling light, like a lightning rod, leading away all the lightning that attacked Shadow Wood.

It is precisely this star that Shadow Wood has not yet fallen. Who else can anyone with this ability besides the Ten Thousand Demon King? And that star is his magic weapon, star glow. Tribulation Thunder is different from ordinary lightning. The goal is very clear. If others are not looking for trouble on their own, they basically don’t have to worry about causing trouble to the pond fish.

Even if you stand within a hundred steps of Shadow Wood, you will never be affected. However, you don’t have the cultivation level of the God-Practice Stage and dare not stand within a hundred steps. The sound of thunder alone is unbearable. The fat man’s chest is drumming at this moment, and the muffled thunder is as if he is hitting his heart, and it will be a little better to activate the ice flame to protect his body.

Yingmu is touching the heart of a father at this moment. Unless it is difficult for the King of Ten Thousand Demons to survive, he will not let any lightning strike Yingmu. So far, there is no sign of his lack of support. However, everyone knows that he can't hold on for a long time. The Ten Thousand Demons are not a joke, and it is not something that human forces can resist. It is already amazing that the King of Ten Thousand Demons can withstand for a while.

"Crack~" Two silver lights penetrated through the stars at the same time, forming a huge cross, and the dazzling light made everyone close their eyes.

At the same time, the body of the Ten Thousand Demon King sank a little, and a trace of blood quietly penetrated into the corner of the exit, but in an instant, it stood straight and as solid as a rock.

"Demon King, let me take a moment, you can take a break first." Wuming's method is much more difficult, at least he can control the strange beasts as cannon fodder, but it is unknown how long the strange beasts can hold on.

It is certainly a good thing for cultivators to take turns to deal with the heavenly tribulation and to be able to take a moment of rest, but the Ten Thousand Demon King refused. The previous round of hard work had reached the end of his strength and was subjected to two lightning strikes. Only he himself knew how much the injury was. He would not stand up again after two or three days of recuperation. It would take at least ten years to recover completely.

At this moment, he just wanted to hold on for a long time and help Yingmu through the heavenly tribulation. What he protected was his daughter's life. Once he fell down, there would be only Wuming who could withstand it for a while. Not to mention resisting the catastrophe thunder, there would be no one who could get close to Yingmu.

The first Yi held his daughter in his arms, and he was destined to walk a path of no return, and could only fight with the sky and fight with people, without any choice. The Ten Thousand Demon King wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth, his eyes turned into a terrifying red, and he roared to the sky.

"Come on! I will defeat you!"

The heroic spirit moved everyone present. I don’t know what supported him. He once again resisted the thunder tribulation for more than ten minutes. In addition, the initial time was enough for an hour.

At this time, the poisonous mushrooms also changed. With the sizzling sound, a transparent ball of light escaped from the mushroom cloud, wrapped in dozens of lightning, roaring and hitting the starry sky, and then a roar that shook the sky and earth, and lightning was everywhere.

After the Starry Glory suffered a severe injury, it flashed in shock, and then it dimmed. It fell like a meteor and was also the King of Ten Thousand Demons. The moment he fell to the ground, three silver chains hit Shadow Wood. The Ten Thousand Ancient Tree shook violently, and even the earth trembled continuously.

Wuming was shocked and hastily released a two-headed monster bird, temporarily resisting the lightning attack, and at the same time rescued the Ten Thousand Demon Kings.

With a series of crackling sounds, the strange bird turned into a roast chicken in the thunder. Wang Hao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of distress. Although this two-headed monster bird is not very useful, it is still a wild alien species, so it would be a pity to be cannon fodder.

Before he could finish his heartache, Wuming summoned the rat group again, like the tragic moths flying into the fire, rushing towards the catastrophe without hesitation. Although the courage is respectable, the effect is very little. The rat group has not yet cultivated to human form, and it is not even a thousand years of cultivation, so how can it resist the ten thousand years of thunder tribulation. The final result is that they do not even have the qualifications to act as cannon fodder, and the moment they are hit by lightning, they will turn into ashes, and lightning can still hit Shadow Wood.

Head-on battles are not the strength of the Beast Control Sect. Wuming's cultivation is not bad, but he doesn't even have magic weapons to lie on his body. How can he use to resist the thunder? There are many strange beasts that can withstand the thunder catastrophe?

Seeing that the Wannian Shadow Wood was in danger, and Wuming was helpless, Zhuo Yue naturally would not remain indifferent. The re-refined ice silk became more exquisite, and there was almost no trace of the embroidery needle, as if it was shot out from his fingers, flying between the robbery clouds and the Shadow Wood, and in the blink of an eye, weaving a large net.

The fat man could naturally guess what she was going to do, and tacitly summoned the flying sword and inserted it on the ground.
Chapter completed!