"What are you waiting for, whether you want to fight or not, whether you want to retreat or not, don't force my old vine to personally kill you all, and it will be too late to regret it. In the dense forest, the old vine roared.

"I've heard of people hurrying to leave, but I've never heard of people rushing to death. Ling Yun smiled and flew out of the sedan chair, it was almost noon at this moment, a few rays of sunlight shone in the dense forest, and it was a little cold, the forest was extremely quiet, and there was no birdsong.

"What did you say?" said the old vine angrily.

Ling Yun looked at a thick wall of vines blocking the road in front of him, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that you've been cultivating here for 10,000 years, haven't you taken on an adult form?"

"The human form will suffer from the catastrophe, you are a fellow believer, how can you not know, under the catastrophe, nine deaths and one life, I am too lazy to take that risk, is it not good to be a hegemon here?

"Some people are willing to be sacrifices above the temple, some people are willing to be turtles rolling in the mud in the pond, the sacrifices are dead, but the turtles are alive, most people know that they are more comfortable to live, but they are deeply trapped in the words fame and fortune, and they can't extricate themselves, knowing that the temple is a hypocritical place, but they hold you up high, so that you don't live comfortably, but you yearn for it, you can't live your true self, you can be as comfortable as Brother Fuji, don't fight for fame and fortune, just seek freedom, but not much. Lingyun said.

"Hmph, you have a bit of understanding, then why do you still have to go up the mountain to compete with this Divine Foot Sect for the right to teach, it's just a mortal thing, just a hundred years, just a snap of your fingers, why fight, it's just a pile of rotten bones, you fight with rotten bones, aren't you stupid?" Old Teng stood and spoke without a backache, of course he didn't care about his grievances and hatred with the Divine Foot Sect, he just wanted him not to go up the mountain again.

"Since you don't care about fighting, then why are you blocking here, let's go over, isn't it to save the trouble of fighting, and then you continue to be your 10,000-year-old vine and cultivate your humanoid method, while I continue to do my thing, and don't bother each other, wouldn't it be good?" Ling Yun said.

"Hmph, when I am a fool? You have already said that I grew up on this mountain road, so how can I let you swagger over, and see my roots, wouldn't it be a self-blowing shortcoming, and when the time comes, you will grasp my lifeblood and kill me, but it is only the power of a finger, how easy, but what a dangerous situation I will fall into!" said the old vine disapprovingly.

The two know that no one can convince anyone, and if they continue to talk, they will only be more angry with each other.

Not everyone in the world can talk to each other, and it can even be said that most people will never be able to communicate with each other on certain topics.

For example, when people from two hostile countries talk about political topics together, they naturally insist on their own words, do not give in to each other, and even fight each other, and finally move from politics to war.

For example, two people who believe in different religions, although the so-called gods are ethereal, but people's beliefs are firm and unshakable, once someone blasphemes their own gods, or pagans and believe in different gods, those staunch believers will fight and have no opportunity to communicate at all.

Therefore, Ling Yun knew that this old vine stubbornly believed that if he let them go up the mountain, it would only threaten the foundation of his life, and Ling Yun had to go up the mountain, and the contradiction between the two could not be reconciled at all, and could only be resolved in a battle, and the strong one would decide the final result.

Just thinking of the old vine on the other side, it may be Yang Lingya's life-saving benefactor, Ling Yun didn't want to rush into conflict with him, so he had an idea and asked: "Old vine, although I must go up the mountain today, you must stop us from passing, this contradiction cannot be reconciled, and can only be solved in a battle, but I want to know one thing, seven or eight years ago, did you save a toddler girl?"

"What? I saved a toddler girl? Are you kidding me, a person like me who cultivates immortals, will touch that kind of mortal? Don't insult my cultivation, hum, what are you kidding!" Lao Teng heard this topic, a little repulsed, and said angrily.

"In that case, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Ling Yun received a negative answer, thinking that this ruthless old monster would not save a mortal girl who was nothing in his eyes, so he was ready to make a move, just waiting to catch the key point of the old vine.

You know, all over the mountains, there is only one tree species, there is not even a grass on the ground, this large dense forest is layered with old vine vines, it can be said that it is a single tree forest, magnificent, but also quite weird, because only this one tree species, in the natural forest is absolutely impossible, only people intentionally.

The vines all over the mountain, countless vines as thick as the mouth of a bowl, inserted into the earth, it is impossible to distinguish which one is the real root vein of the old vine, and Ling Yun is impossible to cut down all the vines on the entire mountain like a lumberjack, the time it takes is probably half a month to say the least, not to mention the tired back pain.

"Ruthless, hahaha, you have to have a chance to do it first!" Old Vine laughed wildly, and his voice came from all directions, making it difficult to figure out the position.

"It seems that this guy's skills are not high, but this is his lair, and the root system extends in all directions, so he is very familiar with this place, like watching the text in the palm of his hand, and it is not easy to deal with. Ling Yun wanted to hear the sound to identify the direction, but he was disturbed by his sound transmission method in all directions, and there was no way to crack it.

Suddenly, a huge tree root rose from the ground and slammed into the sedan chair, and the puppets had no fear at all, and immediately pounced on the tree root in accordance with Ling Yun's order, wanting to protect the women in the sedan chair.

However, where were the puppets with only a faint aura who were the opponents of this 10,000-year-old dryad, and the huge roots of the tree entwined them up and threw them into the dense forest, without even screaming, and more than ten puppets had already been damaged.

Ling Yun frowned, knowing that this old vine intended to surround Wei to save Zhao, what he wanted was to go back to save this group of women by himself, and then be able to take advantage of the gap to attack him.

But Ling Yun did not rush to rescue the women in the sedan chair that was entwined by the roots of the tree, but looked at the six roads, hoping to see the root system of the old vine.

In the sedan chair, the women felt that the sedan chair was shaking violently, and they couldn't help but exclaim, but Yang Lingya was not afraid, and said in a low voice: "Jade bracelet, it's time for you to make a move, kill these roots." ”。

Originally, the jade bracelet was not asleep, and was closing his mouth, trying to curb the desire to speak in his heart, but at this moment, when he saw someone looking for it, he quickly blurted out: "Now you think of me......"

"Hurry up, I can allow you to speak 100,000 words today!" Yang Lingya hurriedly blocked its mouth, and when it finished speaking, I am afraid that the roots of the tree wrapped around the sedan chair have already destroyed the entire sedan chair.