Chapter 807 (1/2)

Beyond purple heart villa!

Guyue Shengzi stands in the crowd and looks at the purple heart villa with mist in the distance!

Gu Yue Sheng Zi came very quickly, even before Meng Hongying arrived, he had been hidden in the crowd. I saw some, but I can't be sure that it was the boundary pillar of the town!

All around, the Holy Son of the ancient moon watched quietly.

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in purple heart villa.

Numerous vines quickly retracted, slowly retracted in the body of the humanoid rattan demon.

”The rattan demon of the peerless weapon? Seventh? ” Yan Chuan looks at the rattan demon in doubt.

”Peerless soldier? It seems that you were created by a powerful immortal, an immortal? You're seventh? Are there many more? ” Yan Chuan frowned in surprise.

”Ah The humanoid rattan demon shrinks quickly, and its shape changes a little like ginseng. It goes around Yanchuan for a while, and finally rubs at Yan Chuan's arm!

”No matter how you came here, since it's my Yanchuan's, it's mine! Rattan demon? Since you are called rattan demon, I will call you rattan demon later Yan Chuan nodded with satisfaction.

”Ah

The vine demon screamed with joy, and then narrowed down again and penetrated into Yan Chuan's left wrist to form a root pattern!

The best soldier? Yan Chuan's heart is clear!

In the face of the scourge, not only did not get hurt, on the contrary, the cultivation rose to the eighth level of the divine realm! The Sutra of swallowing heaven has risen to the third level! Let the rattan demon evolve to a previous state.

Yan Chuan is in a good mood! With a swing of the big sleeve, I stepped out of the valley.

The valley has been completely desertified, but Yan Chuan doesn't care.

Out of the valley, suddenly saw purple, dream red tassel.

Purple eyes flash a worry, dream Hongying eyes flash a trace of complexity.

”Red tassel! See you again Yan Chuan said with a smile.

”Hum!” Dream Red Ying a cold hum, obviously that day hot spring mouth Frank relative, still can't let go, or for that reserved, still did not give Yan Chuan good face.

”All right?” Zizi worried.