"Why is my mind so stupid?"

Wen Rong and Fu Baitang were surrounded by swarms of black-feathered demon crows, and the Tribulation Immortal couldn't help but hold his forehead and sigh.

He led Fu Baitang out of the camp, intending to find some demon cubs to practice with and check Fu Baitang's progress in cultivation.

But when Fu Baitang easily burned thousands of Yin demons to death with Nanming Lihuo, Wen Rong was overjoyed, thinking that this son was proficient in the innate Li hexagram and was consistent with his own Taoism. To further prove Fu Baitang's strength, he

He was preparing a teaching plan, and Wen Rong planned to find some more powerful demon cultivators.

As a result, the two of them traveled farther and farther, and finally entered the circle surrounded by the devil.

Originally, Wen Rong was not afraid when Hong Xu, the messenger in front of Young Master Youxuan, led a group of celestial masters to surround him. But when he started to capture these demonic cultivators, his magic power suddenly became stagnant, and he could not exert even 30% of his combat power.

Seeing a group of demons surrounding the two of them, Wen Rong had an inexplicable thought: Weird, it's so good, why should I lead Fu Baitang out alone? Looking for demon cultivators as targets, we can use prisoners from the Immortal Dao Camp.

?

Wen Rong slapped his forehead, is it possible that that curse can even interfere with my sanity and thoughts?

"Senior, what should we do now?" Fu Baitang felt a surge of Grandmaster Qi, and his little face turned pale with fright.

"This devil summoned three thousand black crows, and eight heavenly generals from the Desire Realm led the formation. The formation around us contains both the demonic temptation of the Desire Realm and its transformation into love, and the viciousness of the earth's cruel Yin evil.

It's a pity that my 'Xuanhuo Demon-Suppressing Flag' is not in my hand. If not, I won't be afraid of facing each other in formation."

"Is it this one?"

The young man rummaged through his pocket and took out eighteen flags.

"Eh? Why do you have it? Your cousin made it for you? It's not like he's not good at refining weapons - ah, this is mine!"

Wen Rong reacted: "Wait a minute, why is my demon-suppressing formation flag in your hand? Did you go to the fire well?"

"My cousin asked me to come to the battlefield to take care of you. I was worried about the safety of both of us, so I took it upon myself to fetch some magic weapons and secret treasures from the cave. I hope you won't blame me, senior."

"It's just a set of flags. Well done——"

Wen Rong was overjoyed and taught Fu Baitang the operating instructions: "You operate it and set up fire formations around us."

As he spoke, he pinched the magic formula and used the "Nanli Xuan Fire Shield" to protect the two of them. His magic power was difficult to exert, but under the siege of a group of desire realm protectors, he could barely sustain it for an hour or three.

Soon, Fu Baitang planted the formation flag.

"Senior, do you think this is okay?"

Fu Baitang clapped his hands, and all eighteen black fire flags in front of him were lit up. The red flames instantly wrapped around three times, protecting the two of them.

"That's enough." Wen Rong breathed a sigh of relief and dispersed the mysterious fire shield.

Looking at the ring of fire around him, Wen Rong said with a smile: "You also practice the true method of Li Gua, so you should be able to understand it, right? My set of formation flags is made from Nanming Li Fire, and is made of earth fire gold spider silk and thousand-year red copper essence.

The embryo has been refined for three hundred years."

Before Wen Rong was promoted to Tribulation Immortal, this set of formation flags was one of his strongest means. Unfortunately, this set of formation flags was of little use to Tribulation Immortal and Demon Lord. Before leaving, Wen Rong deliberately stayed in the fire well to warm up.

to protect their spirituality.

"The Xuanhuo Demon Banner has the magic power that I sealed earlier, so it is easy to resist these puppet masters. By the way, what else did you bring out from the cave? The bird-wing double swords in the fire well, the Lihuo Earth Spirit Pearl,

Did you bring the magic mirror?"

Fu Baitang rummaged around in his pocket for a while, then simply placed the magic weapons and secret treasures he brought out in front of him one by one.

"I was in a hurry when I came out. I didn't know what could be of help to my senior, so I just brought them all. Can you take a look? Which one is it?"

Brought them all?

Wen Rong looked at the hundreds of bottles of elixirs, more than twenty spiritual weapons, and fifty secret treasures in front of him...

The corners of his mouth twitched and his eyelids twitched: "You have moved all my money out!"

Regarding Young Master Youxuan, many unused things were left in the cave. But now it's good, Fu Baitang didn't leave anything behind, and moved everything here.

But judging from the current situation, this move happened to save both of them.

Wen Rong picked two of the many magic weapons displayed by Fu Baitang.

"You put on this suit of armor, which can withstand attacks at the Nascent Soul level. You also carry this mirror, which can emit golden light that subdues demons and dispel the demonic mist."

After choosing a few secret treasures for him to defend, Wen Rong himself picked up a pair of flying swords. The whole body was red, the hilt looked like wings, and the sword body was slightly curved.

These two bird-winged swords were made by Wen Rong after he became an elixir, imitating the appearance of the red bird. They were used to the master level, and then replaced with the three-ported flying swords of immortal energy given by the master.

Picking up the old sword again, Wen Rong sighed.

"Old friend, I have to rely on you to protect me this time."

The scattered mana poured into the flying sword, and he shouted: "Go."

The two swords screamed loudly and joined together. The two sword hilts turned into wings, and with a fierce swing, it was like a giant firebird hitting three thousand magic crows.

Boom——

The fierce fire collided with the black mist, and the demonic crows were scattered by the scorching waves of fire. They were scattered and routed, making it difficult to form an army again.

"Hurry up."

Hong Xu waved his wings and soared into the air, while calling on the other gods from the Desire Realm to come forward. Those heavenly masters waved their magic weapons and surrounded the Xuanhuo Formation to attack fiercely.

One sword to the left, one sword to the right. Relying on the magic power of the Desire Realm deities to constantly counteract the demon-subduing power of the Black Fire Array, making the outer fire wall thinner and thinner.

Wen Rong was worried that the wall of fire would break and affect the low-level Fu Baitang. He had to recall the Bird Wing Sword and place the weapons of many divine generals around the wall of fire.

Ding-ding-ding-ding——

Although it was difficult to gather his magic power, Wen Rong firmly gained the upper hand in the fight by relying on his skills and state of the Tribulation Immortal.

Hong Xu fluttered his wings and flew to the sky, looked at Wen Rong below, and thought to himself: This Tribulation Immortal is indeed difficult to deal with. However, there is absolutely no reason to return in vain due to your master's orders.

The third demon boy appeared on his forehead and took a harsh shot at Wen Rong.

"Let me sleep!"

The red light shot into the Xuanhuo Formation and was weakened by the fire wall. When it touched Wen Rong, less than 30% was left.

Wen Rong was stained by the red light, and he suddenly felt tired.

All the densely packed talismans on his body lit up, a chill spread through his body, and he regained his clarity.

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Looking at the "black-winged" monster in the sky, Wen Rong's eyes were filled with seriousness.

Very good. I was originally worried about how to break the curse. Now it seems that all I need to do is kill you——

Suddenly, his soul felt a stinging pain.

Wen Rong could no longer control his magic power, and his swords fell to the ground.

"ah--"

Wen Rong held his head and staggered a few steps inside the wall of fire.

"No, it's not him. It's You Xuan!"

Wen Rong gritted his teeth and scolded Young Master Youxuan a thousand times in his heart.

"senior!"

Fu Baitang quickly stepped forward and helped Wen Rong up again after falling.

"Don't worry about me. Pay attention to the fire wall. If there is a flaw in the fire wall, ignore me. Use the 'magic talisman' I just gave you and escape immediately."

"But you, senior?"

"I have my own sense of discretion. Don't worry, I'm a Tribulation Immortal, they can't kill me."

…

On the mountain behind Yuanhu, Young Master Youxuan is sitting at an altar.

Seven-faced demon flags were floating around, the wind was rustling, and black mist was billowing.

A puppet was placed in front of the boy, along with a small dish of sharp black feathers.

There were already more than a dozen black feathers inserted into the puppet's body. The young man muttered something while holding a new black feather in his hands.

Then aim at the puppet and stab it hard.

Somehow, a force of cause and effect locked onto Wen Rong.

"Wen Rong knew that he was the target, which would inevitably affect Fu Baitang. I hope he can escape."

The young man murmured, the seven-faced demon flags around him kept turning, and the strange six-desire demonic energy continued to pollute and erode the way of heaven.

The reason why Heng Hua was able to control Wen Rong's actions was naturally because of the heaven-level Taoist method that was included in the "Book of Six Desires" - the Imperial Demon Flag.

The seven imperial demon flags are enough to control the Tribulation Immortal in the Tianshou realm. In addition, Hong Xu's body is stained with the demonic energy of the Nine Earth Cursed Black Feather, and Fu Henghua seizes the opportunity.

Even though Wen Rong was proficient in the curse killing method, it was difficult to break free for a while and had to act according to Fu Henghua's script.

Henghua now arranges for Hong Xu to intercept and kill him, so that the master and apprentice can share weal and woe and enhance their relationship.

He knew that with his cousin's character, he would never leave Wen Rong alone.
To be continued...