How could she still laugh? Noticing Gu Fenghua's expression, Lu Xiuwen immediately had an ominous premonition in his heart. Even he himself couldn't understand that he was a powerful person in the realm of Emperor Saint. Even if his cultivation level dropped by one level, he was still Emperor Saint. , even if you can't fight, you can't escape, how can you have such an ominous premonition?

Soon, he had the answer.

There was a sudden stabbing pain on his arms and body, followed by waves of numbness. All the holy energy seemed to be frozen and could no longer function.

Lowering his head and looking down, he saw a green vine wrapping around him tightly. The thorns, like steel needles, were densely piercing into his body. A huge white flower with fragrant stamens was swaying towards him. , the pattern of the petals, combined with the trembling stamens, actually formed a sarcastic smile.

Demon plant, this is Gu Fenghua’s demon pet! Lu Xiuwen stared and finally reacted.

Unfortunately, it was too late to react at this time. The next moment, a little fox with a body as fine as silk appeared in front of him. Well, not only was the fine fluff as smooth as silk, but the pair of ruby-like fox eyes were equally charming and silky. When their eyes met, Lu Xiuwen felt his heart tremble and his mind went blank.

Immediately afterwards, a black and white little bear appeared in front of him again and waved his jealous fist. It looks so cute, so cute, and so naive. But if Lu Xiuwen was still awake, he would know that this naive little bear had a name a long time ago, called an iron-eating beast, and was tamed as a demon pet by the most powerful man!

What would it be like to be punched in the head by the legendary iron-eating beast? Except for those powerful people who have long since disappeared in the long river of history, basically no one can understand it. Lu Xiuwen is lucky enough to enjoy the treatment that only the powerful people in ancient times have the opportunity to enjoy.

But he himself would probably not feel lucky. "Bang", with a muffled sound, Lu Xiuwen finally woke up from the illusion of the little fox, but his eyes became even more blank.

Even those ancient strong men may not be able to withstand being hit in the head by the iron-eating beast with all its strength when there is no obstruction and even the holy energy cannot circulate, let alone Lu Xiuwen? He was bleeding from all his orifices, his eyes were bulging, his head was buzzing, and he had completely lost his fighting power.

Seeing the perfect cooperation of the three little guys, Gu Fenghua showed a happy smile on his face.

Although they woke up this time because they felt the crisis of the formation, their strength has been greatly improved after sleeping for so long. This was also her biggest reliance, otherwise she would not be able to do much against Lu Xiuwen just by relying on the hastily prepared Sifang Golden Lock Formation.

"One sword, break the sky!" Gu Fenghua's smile faded and he slashed straight out with the long sword in his hand.

If Lu Xiuwen left honestly, she didn't want to bring trouble to him anymore. Zixiao Shenhuo was the most important thing. She wouldn't have time to waste on such a person. But Lu Xiuwen didn't know what was good or bad, and even repaid kindness with hatred, so of course she would not be polite to him.

"Ah..." The powerful sword power completely enveloped Lu Xiuwen, and he finally regained his consciousness. But Jianjian's poison invaded his body, and Hei Yao punched him until all his orifices were bleeding. Apart from this scream, he could do nothing at all.

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