'......Boom'

As Qin Lang's words fell, the ground at the feet of Qin Lang and Yu Zhanhai began to shake, and cracks began to appear.

Large tracts of roots began to shake as if they were alive.

In an instant, hundreds of tree roots popped up from the ground and flew all over the sky.

"I'm Nima, I'm really good!"

Yu Zhanhai couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

Yu Zhanhai didn't open his mouth, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a thick rattan came to his face as if he had opened his eyes, volleyed down in the air, and pulled towards Yu Zhanhai's front door.

Yu Zhanhai looked up, and saw that the thick rattan was black and purple underneath, and the earthy yellow bark with moist mud was vigorous and powerful.

Although Yu Zhanhai did not use the power of the grandmaster, he was also a martial artist at the peak of the master level, and his body jumped and quickly dodged the whipping of this tree root.

'Bang ......'

The roots of the tree were pumped out of the air, and they smashed directly on the ground, pumping out a trench from the place where Yu Zhanhai was originally standing!

Yu Zhanhai's face twitched when he saw this scene.

Although this old tree spirit is not a grandmaster-level powerhouse, it is better than covering a large area, and countless tree roots are dancing up and down, for Yu Zhanhai, there is only a place to hide, and there is no possibility of defeating it.

If it is divided according to strength, this old tree is not a grandmaster, but it is better than a grandmaster!

"Whoosh ......"

Several tree roots broke through the soil and soared up and down towards Yu Zhanhai.

"Evil Barrier!"

Yu Zhanhai was immediately frightened, and once again used the escape magic technique lazy donkey to roll, dodging the whipping of this row of tree roots, turning over and jumping, grabbing a tree root with both hands and breaking it fiercely.

'Click......'

A master-level peak martial artist, the strength on his palms is more than a thousand catties, but this break only broke the skin of a tree root, and the extremely elastic core inside was slightly curved, and it catapulted back violently, shaking Yu Zhanhai's hands numb.

He hurriedly jumped backwards, and finally jumped out of the control of the roots.

"Qin Lang, what are you doing?"

Yu Zhanhai was extremely embarrassed by this old tree spirit, but when he saw that Qin Lang had already stood far away at some point, looking at the old tree spirit with his hands behind his back as if enjoying the beautiful scenery, he couldn't help but feel angry, and asked a little depressedly.

"Ahh

Qin Lang said with a light smile.

This old tree spirit covers a huge area, and a large number of tree roots pop out from the ground one by one, carrying the mud and sand like a hidden weapon flying, and countless tree roots fly up and down, covering the sky and the sun, and the image is extremely terrifying.

At this time, Soul Seven, who was still within the control of the tree roots, was like a rag bag and was whipped by the old tree spirit with the roots.

The whole body is constantly bouncing up and down in the air, and from time to time it will be pumped out.

But Soul Seven didn't seem to feel any pain nerves, and immediately jumped up again after landing and pounced on the old tree. From time to time, one of the roots of an old tree will be broken.

After doing this several times, the old tree suddenly stretched out six huge roots, five of which were divided into five directions, binding Soul Seven's limbs, and the other one was wrapped around Soul Seven's neck, giving Soul Seven a five-horse corpse shape.

However, it didn't use brute force to tear apart Soul Seven's body, because although Soul Seven was just a puppet, his physical strength was equivalent to the body of a master-level peak martial artist, and his strength was infinite, much stronger than Yu Zhanhai who didn't use the power of the grandmaster.

The old tree spirit had already broken several roots under Soul Seven's hands, and now it was in control of Soul Seven, and the remaining root was pierced into Soul Seven's heart like a sharp thorn!

At the same time, the old tree spirit stretched out three or four more roots and pierced Soul Seven's head and other parts respectively.

"It already has intelligence, and it actually knows the weakness of attacking people!"

Yu Zhanhai saw that the old tree spirit was so strong, and he already had some retreat in his heart: "I didn't expect that there would be such an existence in my Huaxia land, should we retreat first?"

Qin Lang smiled lightly: "Retreat and defeat it, my one move is enough!"

Qin Lang said, the ice stick in his hand suddenly pointed at the old tree spirit: "Frozen for thousands of miles!"

In an instant, the entire space suddenly cooled, as if it had dropped by dozens of degrees, and the flowers and trees on the ground instantly wilted like frosted eggplants.

It was as if a barrier had appeared between heaven and earth, and in an instant, it was the dazzling color of blue crystal.

The old dryad seemed to have received a heavy blow, and it froze there like a sculpture.

The countless tree roots still remained in their original form and hung in the air, each tree root was hung with a long ice crystal, and the roots that entwined Soul Seven were all trapped by the thick frost, forming a thick layer of blue ice.

A few tree roots that poked at Soul Seven's body also stopped in front of Soul Seven, and they couldn't make any further progress.

This was Yu Zhanhai's first shot when he saw Qin Lang, and he was immediately shocked!

What kind of means is this, raising his hand to completely freeze this towering ancient tree, and he can't move at all.

Yu Zhanhai couldn't imagine what kind of scene this trick would be if it fell on him.

"Mr. Qin, good means!"

Yu Zhanhai looked at the old tree in front of him that had been frozen into a large lump of ice, and exclaimed.

Qin Lang was still looking at this towering ancient tree with his hands behind his back, and the withered alchemy stretched out and communicated with this towering old tree.

Soon, a sense of resistance came to Qin Lang's mind, and Qin Lang's eyes narrowed slightly: "What, are you still unwilling to surrender?"

'Click......'

The roots of the trees that had been wrapped around Soul Seven's body suddenly trembled, and then several ice crystals shattered with this tremor, falling down one by one.

'Click, click......'

In another trembling sound, several ice crystals also shattered, and the several tree roots that were originally hanging in front of Soul Seven shook off the ice blocks that originally bound them, shook them again, and poked them fiercely in front of Soul Seven.

"Not good!"

Yu Zhanhai exclaimed.

Qin Lang glared suddenly: "It seems that if I don't convince you, you are unwilling to surrender! Then I will cut off your roots and ruin your Taoism, see if you are convinced!"

Qin Lang threw out the ice stick in his hand violently and shouted, "Sword rain!"

'Whoosh ......'

The ice lolly flew into the air, suddenly burst, and turned into countless tiny ice crystal flying knives, like a hornet's nest that had been stabbed, and like a meteor flying through the sky, falling into the air, shuttling between countless tree roots one by one.

As soon as these sharp knives pierced through, countless tree roots were cut off and fell to the ground.

Where the thick roots of the tree were cut off in unison, the white branches were still covered with a layer of blue ice crystals, which had just been cut off and frozen.

In the blink of an eye, the roots that trapped Soul Seven were cut off by flying knives, and Soul Seven was free, rushing towards the frozen roots with a vengeance, breaking off a tree root every time he passed.

"Close!"

Qin Lang waved his hand again, and countless flying knives condensed into cold ice sticks again, falling into his hands.

At this moment, the old locust tree has been cut off countless roots, and the original leafy crown does not know how many branches have been broken, and a large area has been bald.

"Are you convinced?"

Qin Lang asked loudly.

"Rustling ......"

The crown of the tree shook slightly, and I don't know how many leaves and branches have fallen, but I already bowed my head and admitted my mistake.

Yu Zhanhai on the side was full of blood boiling, he could already see that the black stick Qin Lang used was a spiritual weapon, and these two moves were the spells brought by the spiritual weapon itself, which was quite magical!

Didn't even use his own strength to win? It seems that he still underestimated this Sect Master Qin before!

"Since you have taken it, you will practice here honestly, don't hurt people indiscriminately, I will come to pick you up and go to Xiangxi one day!"

Although Qin Lang's true qi in his body was mostly drained after using the cold ice lolly, he still couldn't help but feel ecstatic in his heart.

With this old tree spirit as the formation spirit, the Deshan Great Array is really like an iron wall.

Yu Zhanhai didn't expect this mission to go so smoothly, and he was also delighted: "Sect Master Qin, thank you for your help this time." ”

Qin Lang smiled and said: "Next time there is such a good thing, you can still call me, like this kind of puppet, I don't have too much, the more the merrier." ”

Yu Zhanhai also liked it when he looked at Soul Qi, but he didn't have Qin Lang's means, so he could only secretly regret it, and asked casually: "Where is Mr. Qin going to go, I'll send a car to send you." ”

Qin Lang shook his head: "Since I have come to Sichuan Province, I just need to find someone, so I won't trouble my brother." ”

Yu Zhanhai was a person who understood, and immediately said: "Then I won't waste Sect Master Qin's time, by the way, Jiulong County in Sichuan Province has a martial arts exchange meeting recently, if you have time, you can go and find out." ”

"Martial arts exchange meeting? You can take a look. ”

Qin Lang nodded and said.

"This is a bright liaison person in Sichuan Province for the five of us, you can find him if you have anything, his surname is Tong, and he is called Tong to beg. ”

Yu Zhanhai gave Qin Lang another phone number.

Qin Lang thought about it, but still wrote down the phone number, and said to Zhan Haidao: "Then we will have a date later." ”

"There will be a date later!"

Yu Zhanhai didn't talk nonsense, turned around and left.

Qin Lang looked up at this reckless green mountain, but what he thought of in his mind was Long Xiaotian's adopted son, Long Yingcai!

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