There was a thick fog in the valley, and there was confusion three steps away. In the distance, the shouts of the dryads could be heard, mixed with the sonorous sound of the clashing blades. I followed the sound and tried to look around, but I only saw the vast mountain fog, where there was the shadow of the dryad.

Mi Wang ran back and forth in the fog for a few times, and his heart became more and more anxious, and he turned around and said, "Be careful, the fog here is too heavy, don't go away!" ”

There was no response behind him, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong, and when he turned around, he was confused, where was Hu Si's figure.

"Little four, little four......" He spun around in the mist, surrounded by chaotic shouts, but he couldn't find half a figure anyway. I wanted to use my mind to explore again, but my brain was so stinging that I couldn't condense the powerful jīng divine power at all. Only then did I find out in despair that I was trapped in this fog.

"Could it be that the qiē in front of you is an illusion again?" He sat dejectedly in the grass, and when he was at a loss, Yilan's coquettish voice sounded in his ears again, as if calling his name. With a burst of joy in his heart, he regained his strength and ran over in the direction of the voice.

I don't know how long I stumbled, but the call was always ringing in front of me. The fog around him gradually thinned, and the surrounding scenery became clear.

Walking through a forest, an open yellow earth suddenly appeared in front of him, the shadow of the knife was agitated, and Yilan and the peacock were fighting in one place around a ball of silver light and shadow.

The peacock's palm held a cloud of purple mist, and every time it collided with light and shadow, it would emit a crisp and crisp sound, and a crescent moon sword shadow appeared in the steaming purple mist, which flew out with dazzling electric light, and was engulfed by the surging purple mist.

Yilan's body is light, like a petal that rises and falls with the wind and waves. The streamer knife in his hand swiped violently, and a dazzling cold light erupted in the nearby space. The swift shadow of the sword slashed, making an oscillating hum in the air, and layers of cyclones slashed out, as if the entire void was about to be split by the cold sword qi.

The light and shadow flickered under their attack, dodging the purple mist and knife shadow with a wonderful trajectory, and calmly broke through backwards. Seeing that the light and shadow wanted to escape, the purple mist in the peacock's hand shrank by more than an inch, and exploded into a flying purple fire, which suddenly stretched its wings in mid-air, transforming into a burning firebird, raising its head to the sky and making a passionate sound, crashing into the fleeing light and shadow.

The entire space burned with the flying firebird, and the teleportation light and shadow seemed to be a little taboo against the firebird that collided with it, hurriedly dodging the burning flames, and the flashing figure suddenly slowed down.

Finally saw the face of the tree demon clearly, his appearance was delicate and clear, the ancient peace revealed a bit of majesty, and the outline was a little similar to the previous alder tree monster. The whole body is more than a foot long, and the surface is flowing with a rǔwhite halo, as if covered with a layer of shining armor.

Seeing that the dryad was trapped by the firebird, Miwang rushed into the battle group without saying a word, and the "Ugin" in his hand set off a violent wave of qi, and the illusion of thousands of black sè phantoms smashed towards the dryad.

For the first time, the dryad's expression became solemn, dodging left and right under their attack, the space around his body became blurred, and when the scene in front of him was clear again, countless silver glittering vine branches had surfaced in the air, blocking the powerful attack of the firebird and the black rod.

Only then did Yilan realize that Miwang had arrived in time, split the silver vine that had slid beside him, and said happily: "Haha, why are you here!" I was thinking that it would be nice if the big rock came to help, but I didn't expect it to come in a blink of an eye! ”

Miwang danced Ugin and said happily on the side: "Hehe, I arrived when I heard your voice." Originally, I was with Xiaosi, but the fog outside was too big, and the two of us were scattered. ”

Yilan's eyes were a little puzzled, and he said angrily: "What, I didn't make a sound!" My sister and I came with me secretly, even if we fight with this old monster, we are cautious, how dare we make a loud noise! ”

"Really, my little sister is right! We've been following the trail of those guards to get here, and we'd dare to alarm the other dryads. Hee-hee, Mo Fei, have you two little ones reached the point of heart-to-heart connection! The peacock danced lightly with the purple mist in his hand and looked at the two of them playfully.

"Sister is talking nonsense again......" Yilan Jiao protested, glancing at Mi very quickly, and there was a bit of joy in her words that was difficult to hide.

"But I can clearly hear ......," Mi Wang muttered quietly, but his men did not hesitate, wielding "Ugin" with all their might, launching a stormy attack.

The Dryad's strength is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, always hiding in the scattered vine branches, and occasionally counterattacking will make everyone scramble. I don't know how long I fought, but the fog on the periphery always lingered. Although the three of them attacked fiercely, they were never able to inflict any real damage on the dryad.

The dryad was much more relaxed, as if the jīng spirit that was floating in the dark night, under their siege, it seemed to be flowing water, shuttling between the vine branches of the silver sè, without stopping.

Time was running out, and Mi Wangsuo Xìng gave up a qiē attack technique, used all his strength to swing Ugin, and frantically smashed at the demon vine in front of him, wanting to forcibly break through the defense of the dryad with strong force.

The dryad remained calm, directing the vine branches around him with his mind to block the black gold iron rod that was smashed down in a rage. A dull loud bang came from the silver vine, and the force of the violent concussion shook Mi Wang's palms numb, and he could barely grasp the drop of Ugin to the ground.

Frightened in his heart, he secretly hesitated whether to wake up the sleeping Ugin Yuan Shen and work together to compete with this terrifying dryad.

The peacock is also more and more frightened, and the strength of this tree demon is even higher than that of the Persian demon fairy a hundred years ago. When did the Dryad Clan produce such a great Celestial Master, and how could they let that demon immortal enslave millions of Dryads and remain indifferent?

For a while, many questions lingered in her heart. The eastern sky had lit up with a faint red glow, breaking the darkness of dawn and bringing the first rays of dawn to the sleeping land.

The floating demon vine suddenly bloomed green, the strength of the tree demon increased sharply, and the floating vine branches around were entangled, condensing into several thick arcs, like a giant python with a miserable green body, and the blood mouth spurted down, hitting several people back again and again, and they were about to break out of the encirclement of the three.

The peacock's brows furrowed deeply, and the purple mist in his hand swept out a circle of flying fire waves. With a crisp sound, the flying purple mist shrank inward, instantly condensing into a purple crescent scimitar, and the blade was surrounded by green flames, burning people's eyes.

The scimitar shone with a palpitating cold light, slashing into a bolt of lightning. The lightning crossed the barrier of time and space, cutting off several silver vines that spread and blocked, and pointed directly at the center of the dryad's eyebrows. The violent sword qi caused the temperature around him to rise instantly, and the dryad was engulfed by the burning wave of fire, and the body of the silver sè became turbulent.

The spreading silver branches turned into several streams of silver water wrapped around the blade of the scimitar, and countless dazzling leaves grew on the rest of the branches and vines, wrapping the dryad in the center and flying around.

A silver whirlwind formed in the center of the battlefield, forming a huge suction force on the blades in everyone's hands, and Yilan clutched the streamer knife in both hands, panting and exiting the battle circle.

The peacock let the scimitar in his hand be swallowed up by the silver liquid, and did not snatch it, and retreated with Yilan. The whirlwind of silver sè twisted suddenly, and the zhōngyāng of the storm resounded with a loud clear sound.

As a flash of red light rushed out of the hurricane, a golden firebird rose into the sky, two flames swaying in its eyes. It swirled and flew in midair, letting out a long, violent roar and crashing into the whirling storm with a full rage.

A dazzling white light lit up between the heavens and the earth, and the entire space trembled with that loud sound. When the light cleared, the storm and the firebird disappeared with the explosion. A touch of purple light swept into the palm of the peacock's hand, and the peacock's pale face became a little flushed, staring at the huge pit that had been blown out of the ground with a strange expression, as if he had encountered some difficult doubts.

At the same time, an afterimage in the center of the explosion escaped into the ground, and then appeared outside the encirclement, it was the mysterious dryad.

The violent explosion didn't seem to cause him any damage, and Shen Sè calmly looked at the burning scimitar in the peacock's hand, a little stunned.

"Purple lightning! You, are you a descendant of Suzaku? An old voice rang in the peacock's ears.

The peacock's heart couldn't help but tremble, this tree demon actually met the Holy Lord of Nanling! Hurriedly said: "Yes, I am indeed the descendant of the Vermilion Bird Holy Lord, I don't know what this senior is called?" ”

In fact, she suffered a considerable amount of internal injuries in that explosion, but she miraculously recovered the moment the purple lightning returned to her hand. It is absolutely an unimaginable miracle that the other party has such a means of healing.

If she was lucky enough to fight off or even hold this dryad with Miwang before, now that she thinks about it, it is tantamount to a fool's dream, regardless of the disparity in strength, not to mention that people leave their hands everywhere for themselves, without malice. If you can win the help of this Holy Heaven master, you will be at least five points sure of this trip.

"We met a few hours ago, and I helped you recover some of your bodies, why did you forget about me in the blink of an eye!" The dryad looked at her with a grin.

"How many hours ago?" Peacock looked at him suspiciously, his heart jumped suddenly, and he said, "You, you...... Could it be the Divine Wood Fern! ”

"What!" Yawang and Yilan were taken aback by the peacock's words, and looked at the dryad in front of them in horror, speechless. How is it possible, didn't the Shenmu Grey Fern soar away millions of years ago, and why did it still stay here?

Seeing their frightened expressions, the dryad said happily, "Hehe, are you frightened? You can call me Bracken. I am just the jīng qi of the body of the cangfer, retaining part of his consciousness and memory, and the real cangfern has soared a million years ago. ”

"I see!" The peacock suddenly said, "I don't know why the predecessors of Fern Yangzi attacked those dryad juniors, is there any secret in this?" ”

"Alas," Fern Yangzi said with a wry smile, "This forest was originally a paradise for the demon clan in the Shura realm, but five hundred years ago, it was occupied by Persian immortals who broke into another time and space. At that time, I had only just woken up, and although I was also transformed by the jīng qi of the divine wood body, I was subject to the body body and could not leave the radius of a hundred miles. The divine mental power can only cover the secret valley of alders, and then the consciousness will dissipate outward, and it will be uncontrollable.

The Persian immortals also came here, and they also gathered the mental power of many demon clan masters to fight with me, and as a result, there was no winner or loser for three nights, and no one could help the other. Although he was helpless against me, he was not afraid that I would ruin his good deeds, and taught many vicious cultivation techniques to those tree demon juniors, controlling their minds.

I was anxious, but I couldn't get out of the valley, so I could only treat those juniors who practiced evil law in the valley, force the evil power out with the power of life, and protect them from the destruction of the heavenly calamity.

Most of the young masters of the Qingyang clan here have practiced the Soul Refining Evil Method, and although they have entered the realm quickly for a while, they have left endless troubles. I can only do my best to protect them from harm, and I don't want to meet you. ”

He looked at Yilan and said, "Although your little girl is a descendant of human beings, her cultivation is mixed with some of the magic of the Earth Demon Clan, and her sword skills are ruthless, which is somewhat similar to Sirius." ”

was exposed to his life in person, Yilan was unconvinced: "I, I am raised by the Great Elder of the Luo Tian Clan since I was a child, and I can be regarded as the descendant of Sirius!" ”

"Hehe, that's true!" Fern Yangzi smiled heartily, looked at Mi Wangdao again, "And you, kid, I don't know how to use to subdue the spiritual creature 'Ugin' created by heaven and earth. I can also guess your plans, and the future and hope of our demon clan may depend on you little guys......"