Huge tree roots came out of the ground, and dozens of rabbits followed them, 'hula', and surrounded several people in the middle. The red eyes stared at the four people tightly, and the four of them would disappear out of thin air.

"Rabbit?!" Zhu Chenyang exclaimed in surprise.

"If you don't say it, we know it's a rabbit." Lin Haotian complained weakly about Zhu Chenyang's IQ, "Anyway, it won't be flies and mosquitoes or something." ”

"You're stupid, they're not flies and mosquitoes." Zhu Chenyang glanced at Lin Haotian disdainfully.

Lin Haotian just wanted to speak, his shoulder suddenly hurt, turned his head to look, and saw that a small pubescent tree root had climbed up his shoulder, sucking tightly on his shoulder, probably because he was wearing it thicker, so he didn't feel it, the clothes were a little slippery when he saw the water, but what he didn't expect was that it actually grew small thorns on its own, and pierced into the flesh through the clothes.

Lin Haotian hurriedly pulled out the roots of the small tree, and even the cotton wool in his clothes was pulled out, and a few drops of red could be vaguely seen in Feiyang.

"TNN, it was just teasing us, and now it's dinner, isn't it?" Lin Haotian rubbed his shoulders and said viciously. Fortunately, the stab is not very deep, if it pierces the blood vessel, this pull will not kill me!

The roots of the tree suddenly churned violently, and countless tiny roots sprung up from the ground like mushrooms after a rain, and the original small round sucker was only revealed when it was close, but at this time it was several times larger, and there were two suckers the size of a thumb cover staggered at the bottom of the root, and there were dense small bumps on the suckers, Lin Haotian knew that it was a small thorn that had just been pierced into his flesh, with thin roots, hideous and terrifying.

"Everyone be careful, those suction cups will grow small thorns, piercing into the flesh to absorb spiritual power." Lin Haotian jumped up and dodged a few tree roots that were thrown over, and reminded the others loudly.

Zhu Chenyang held the Spirit Destroying Bead as always, stabilized the lower plate, and opened the bow left and right with both fists. Who knows, this time the siege of him is not the last time the huge tree roots, although the fist method is still effective, but it can only be self-preservation, one is not careful, it will be sucked by the small tree roots. After experiencing the incident of the thousand-year-old tomb in Yuxi Village, Zhu Chenyang didn't dare to be careless, and without waiting for the roots of the thin trees to suck it up, they were pulled out immediately, and there were some shallow red marks on the skin, but after all, the skin was not punctured.

Han Leng first quickly dodged the tree roots that attacked him, and a few jumps came to Eleven's side, and before he could determine Eleven's safety, several tree roots came towards him. With both hands clenched into fists, there was a loud shout, and a cluster of golden flames jumped above the fist. Han Leng just wanted to punch, but unexpectedly, the golden flame jumped a few times and slowly extinguished.

Han Leng was horrified in his heart, this flame was not an ordinary flame, but a fire turned into spiritual power, burning was the spiritual power generated by his own chanting, and ordinary water could not be extinguished. This drizzle was able to extinguish his spiritual fire, what was hidden in this heavy rain?

When Han Leng was stunned, the roots of the tree had already arrived in front of him, and he was about to hit Han Leng's chest, when a silver light flashed, and the roots of the tree were cut into several knots and fell to the ground.

Eleven glanced at Han Leng lightly, and shook the silver sword in his hand, "Be careful." ”

Han Leng hurriedly collected his thoughts, and with a turn of thought, a thin layer of golden light wrapped his hands, and his hand was like lightning, grabbing a tree root that was sneaking up behind, and pinching it hard, only to hear the sound of 'pop', and the thin tree root was actually broken by a punch.

Seeing this, Eleven no longer cared, jumped to his feet, and rushed into the flying roots of the tree with the silver sword in his hand. The sword flower in his hand danced, the silver light appeared, and the mercury-like light dispersed outward with Eleven as the center, and the silver light entangled the murderous roots, strangled the roots in a circle, Eleven used a slight force, and the roots of the tree were cut into sections like cutting tofu and falling to the ground. Eleven's intrusion relieved Han Leng of a lot of pressure. After all, he is not a combat type, and in addition to the fact that he has no spiritual power, and his brute strength is not enough to repel the roots, he is naturally more fatigued than others.

Han Leng shot down a tree root, his brown eyes full of thought. In addition to the coldness in the eyes, there is also cold wisdom. Zhu Chenyang has done a good job, but he suffers from the lack of spiritual power and the momentum of being outnumbered, and his dejected color has already appeared; Lin Haotian Yellow Fu added his body, coupled with the peach wood sword he sacrificed, it was a lot easier, but the roots of the tree sometimes separated into smaller branches and drilled into the gap of Lin Haotian Yellow Fu, and after a while, Lin Haotian was there and shouted; At this time, the only one who is okay is Eleven, and he is as easy as ever.

Han Leng glanced at the battlefield again, and suddenly withdrew from the battle circle, a trace of coldness flashed in his brown eyes. With his hands folded and words in his mouth, three beams of golden light flew out and landed on Eleven, Zhu Chenyang, and Lin Haotian, and a faint golden color appeared on the bodies of the three of them, and the roots that hit the three of them did not suck it and slid down.

Han Leng wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, three big seals, and there were two left!

The three of them felt the benefits of the golden light, and immediately let go of the counterattack, without the worry of being pierced and sucked by the spiritual energy, their movements were naturally more flexible than before, and the power became huge.

The rabbits, who had been surrounding them without making any movements, saw that a few people were getting more and more powerful, and suddenly six or seven surrounded a tree, jumping up and down as if they were praying for something, the sky began to darken, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and several people's faces and heads were covered with rain, eleven wiped the rain on the general glasses, looked up at the sky, the sun was still hanging in mid-air, but a black cloud covered half of it, a few white clouds were floating around, looking at the strange scene in the sky, eleven raised his eyebrows, is the sun raining?

It rains when the sun is shining, and the rabbit dances around the tree in the rain, this weird picture, no matter who looks at it, everyone feels numb, Lin Haotian, Han Leng, and Zhu Chenyang are no exception, the movements of the hands have not stopped, and the eyes have not let go of the strangeness of the rabbit. Just when everyone was amazed, the tree that was dancing around the rabbits suddenly pulled a long leaf, blossomed and bore fruit, and in just a few minutes, the tree had already borne red persimmons.

Just kidding, it's April day, what's going on with this perverse thing? Lin Haotian shouted in his heart.

The persimmons on the persimmon tree turned from green to red, like small lanterns hanging on the branches, and the persimmon trees, all of which turned red, began to shake their bodies, and the red persimmons immediately flew towards several people.

The four of them dodged the roots of the tree while dodging the persimmon bullets, and the body dexterously shuttled through the persimmon tree, the persimmon did not hit the target, and fell to the ground with a 'pop', and the red juice splashed out.

Zhu Chenyang saw this fruit for the first time, and thought it was very interesting, and he wanted to reach out to catch one while dodging, but when he was about to catch the persimmon, a green vine suddenly hit the back of his hand fiercely, and a bright red whip mark appeared on the back of his hand. A green shadow flashed in front of him, and he 'snapped' a few whips and shot down the flying persimmons.

"You want to die!" Pothos shouted angrily.