"What kind of romance drama?" The thousand-year-old tree demon had no intention of talking nonsense with Chen Hao. As soon as he opened his mouth, a big tongue with a fishy smell attacked Chen Hao.

The big tongue was blood-red, and it was like the waist and abdomen of a giant python. The tip of the tongue was narrow and thin, which was very terrifying.

"Be careful, Chen Lang!" Nie Xiaoqian shouted. At the same time, she floated quickly towards Chen Hao, trying to rescue Chen Hao from the tongue of the Thousand-year-old tree demon.

"Sister, don't be impatient!" Xiaoqing looked at Ning Xiaoqian's anxious look from the farthest distance. She immediately stood in front of Nie Xiaoqian and tried to stop her from saving Chen Hao.

The female ghosts watched coldly. They had seen the various terrifying methods of the Thousand-year-old tree demon, and they didn't believe that Chen Hao could escape under the tongue of the Thousand-year-old tree demon.

Facing the sweeping giant tongue, Chen Hao's face was plain. He placed the long sword in his hand up and cut it towards the tip of the giant tongue.

"Sizzy!"

The giant tongue was very hard, harder than ordinary steel. After the long sword was cut on it, a brilliant spark appeared.

After one blow, Chen Hao held a long sword in his hand and blocked the tip of the giant tongue, and each person and the demon were stalemate there!

After this scene, Nie Xiaoqian and the female ghosts were temporarily lost. They did not expect that besides the bearded Taoist priest who lived in Lanruo Temple, there was still someone who could block the attack of the huge tongue of the Thousand-year-old Tree Demon.

"Chen Lang..." Nie Xiaoqian was speechless, and two tears flowed down her eyes. She had never thought that her sweetheart's swordsmanship was so superb. She thought Chen Hao would die, and she shed tears excitedly.

Chen Hao ignored Nie Xiaoqian, but focused on dealing with the Thousand-year-old tree demon. He didn't know why Nie Xiaoqian loved him. Perhaps he performed differently from other men. Indeed, he did not show any greed when facing the beautiful Nie Xiaoqian.

"Boy, I'm going to be a little bit too bad, but do you think grandma is just that good?"

The Thousand-year-old tree demon fucked his unique Yin-Yang accent and laughed. His huge tongue quickly retracted it into his mouth, and then spit it out quickly. The force was more than ten times greater as it stretched and contracted.

Chen Hao continued to cut across with his long sword in his hand. When he met the huge tongue, he suddenly felt a powerful force coming. Even with his physical strength, he could not resist it. He was led back more than ten meters and knocked out a big hole in the wooden door behind him.

"clang!"

A strange sound came out, and Chen Hao's long sword was broken from the middle, and there was no blockage in front, and his huge tongue penetrated straight into Chen Hao's heart.

"Lingbao Tianzun, hurry up and as the law order, borrow my heavenly thunder to drive away ghosts and demons, and you will be scared!"

Just when the Thousand Years of Tree Demon thought that one blow would be successful, a Supreme Sun Sword containing the power of thunder suddenly appeared in Chen Hao's hand. It was the thunder-striking peach wood sword. This sword had been named "Tian Lei Sword" by Chen Hao.

The power of thunder was filled with the sword body, and a slight lightning was wandering around the sword, making sizzling sounds. The most feared female ghosts were thunder and peach wood. The peach wood sword came out, and they all retreated.

Just as the giant tongue penetrated into Chen Hao's heart, the peach wood sword in Chen Hao's hand was inserted rapidly. The giant tongue was as thin as a piece of white paper under the Tianlei Sword, and was immediately inserted into one another.

"ah!"

With the Thousand-year-old tree demon screaming, he swung his giant tongue back and forth in pain, but he could not get rid of the Tianlei Sword that Chen Hao inserted into his tongue. A fishy juice gushed out of the giant tongue. Chen Hao hurriedly condensed a veil outside his body with his true energy to block the spurted juice.

"The world is in the most extreme, and the universe borrows the magic! The old demon is killed!"

At this time, Yan Chixia, who had been watching the battle in secret, suddenly appeared and waved the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in his hand. A golden light flashed by. The huge tongue in the mouth of the Thousand-year-old tree demon was cut into two pieces by a sword. The smelly juice gushed everywhere and splashed everywhere.

However, Yan Chixia did not condense the air hood, and her face was sprayed with juice, as if she had washed her face.

The appearance of Yan Chixia's thousand-year-old tree demon was a little too difficult to defend against. Chen Hao was already powerful enough, not to mention that another bearded Taoist priest with profound magic power came.

Yan Chixia cut off his tongue and also helped him get rid of Chen Hao's Tianlei Sword. He hurriedly withdrew his tongue and prepared to escape.

Seeing that the Thousand-year-old tree demon was about to escape, Chen Hao could not let him escape easily. He quickly took out a stack of talisman paper from the storage space and spread it into the air. He kept chanting the spells in his mouth. The yellow talisman paper immediately became longer and wider, and golden light flashed on it, and the wonderful magic printed on it jumped on it.

After a moment, each piece of talisman paper became one foot long and formed a small circle within a mile. As long as it was a monster, it would be difficult to escape from it.

"Bang!"

The thousand-year-old tree demon hit the talisman paper, then fell from the air, shouting shrillly: "Stinky Taoist, you and I don't miss the river water, just live in Lanruo Temple. Why do you harm me?"

Yan Chixia ignored his words and laughed: "Old monster, are you scared silly? Your body is here. Where can you run? Can monks run and the temple?"

The thousand-year-old tree demon opened his eyes wide open, but there was no way.

"Young Master, please spare me!"

The talisman used by Chen Hao was a set of Maoshan Sect's talisman array called the "Golden Talisman Demon Scout Array". It is difficult for even a thousand-year-old tree demon to break out, let alone these female ghosts with meager magic power!

They just felt the yang aura emitted from the formation, and white smoke began to emerge from their heads, and the ghost shadows were a little blurred. They would disappear within a moment, and they didn't even have the chance to be reincarnated.

Nie Xiaoqian is like them, with white smoke emitting from her body, and a face that is already pitying is even more heartbreaking.

Chen Hao took out a small black altar from the storage space and shouted, "This is the 'soul-loving altar'. I know you were forced by the tree demon to sit down such evil things. If you intend to repent, you will enter this altar. After the old monster is solved, I will save you."

"Thank you, my son!"

Those female ghosts quickly entered the altar. People were like swords and I were like fish. They had no choice. Even if Chen Hao was telling lies and seducing them, they would enter!

After a while, most of the female ghosts jumped into the Soul Altar, but only Xiaoqing and Nie Xiaoqian remained outside.

Xiaoqing obviously knew that the Thousand-year-old tree demon might be doomed today. She hurriedly knelt on the ground and cried: "Young Master, please let Xiao Qing go. Xiaoqing is willing to be a cow and a horse to make up for the evil things she did to the young master just now."

Chen Hao looked at her coldly and sneered: "If you are determined to harm others, you will definitely die."

After saying that, a piece of talisman paper was thrown out and it happened to be stuck on Xiaoqing's body. Then a thick smoke rose from Xiaoqing's body, which turned into smoke in the screams and disappeared into the world.

"Chen Lang!" Nie Xiaoqian looked at Chen Hao with tears in her eyes. Her expression made any man feel moved, but unfortunately, there is a difference between humans and ghosts.

"Miss Xiaoqian, humans and ghosts have different paths, it is impossible for you and me!" Chen Hao said that, and turned around, unwilling to look at Nie Xiaoqian.

If he has a woman he likes, he will definitely choose to love deeply. If he doesn't like it, he will never engage in too much. Nie Xiaoqian is just a female ghost. Under his eyes, he is a red pink skeleton. How can he love him?

A moment later, Nie Xiaoqian entered the Soul Altar, leaving only that faint sigh!
Chapter completed!