In such a place, those crazy plants will not attack the elves, but they will not pay attention to the elves, and the elves will no longer be able to get the information they want from the plants.

However, this is still the home of the elves, because those crazy plants will attack everyone except the elven orcs and goblins, and Angela is the target of these crazy plants.

A large tree made a sudden and eye-popping motion, and it bent over, very quickly.

The branches that grew on it were as soft as whips, and they struck Angela as she flew away into the distance.

Such an attack is fast and ferocious, and the attack range is extremely large, making Angela unable to dodge for a while.

This accident completely disrupted Angela's arrangement, and the heartbeat sensing was effective for even half-vegetative elves, but for plants without hearts, it was not effective at all.

Because of this, Angela did not discover this threat in the first place.

"I'm in trouble!" Angela muttered to herself, looking at the branch in front of her, and the magic wand in her hand greeted her.

Sneer......

Countless hearty chopping sounds rang out, transparent wind blades shuttled back and forth, fine branches and thick green juice flew all over the sky, and Angela swept diagonally past with the storm of swirling wind blades.

In a miserable groan, the old man who was talking about the young man just now bent his waist and fell down, bending the tree next to him.

However, due to this resistance, Angela was a step slower after all.

Behind him, a huge black shadow appeared, and its thick arms pierced through the dense fog formed by the water vapor, and countless branches and vines were entwined together, forming a huge whip, which whipped towards Angela.

Angela made a light turnaround and soared into the air, avoiding the thick whip, which struck a large tree, and suddenly a large piece of green juice exploded, and the fragments flew.

Angela landed lightly on her thick arm, stepped on it, and rushed towards the treeman, raising her magic wand and stabbing it at the center of her eyebrow.

Countless shredded and flying blades swirled around the head of the magic wand, like a drill, believing that it could easily penetrate the treant's body and kill the elven high priest hiding within.

Unfortunately, another sideways arm made Angela fall short.

The wand easily pierced through the thick arm, which was as fragile as tofu in front of the enchanted wand, but the treant had a huge advantage, and that was his huge size.

The magic wand was not long enough, and Angela's arm was not long enough, and after penetrating the tree man's arm, it was embarrassing to find that it could not reach the center of the tree man's eyebrows, let alone kill the elven high priest inside.

Under this desperate gap, Angela's fatal blow was wasted.

Fortunately, Angela didn't expect to kill an elven high priest hiding in a tree with a single blow.

The tiny blades of wind at the head of the wand vanished, and a dazzling white light appeared, exploding with a click.

The sudden white light made the elven high priest's eyes white, and he was almost blind for a short time.

He flailed his arms in a panic, and Angela flew out with the power of the treeman's huge arms, and the wind coalesced behind her, pushing Angela forward in the air like a pair of wings.

By the time the elven high priest regained his sight, Angela had disappeared into the fog.

The tree man screamed, and the mighty air currents broke through the mist, and Angela, who had become a small dot, appeared in the eyes of the elven high priest.

The elven high priest roared angrily, and manipulated the tree man to turn his head and throw out his right arm, and the vine roots of his right arm flew out, inserted into the stone wall on the side, and pulled out a large stone of at least one meter.

He dragged the boulder and threw it in Angela's direction, and the boulder roared after Angela.

Angela took a snakeskin position in the air, easily dodged the stones, and continued to speed off into the distance.

Several sharp arrows flew in, and Angela in the air made an incredible stop and then accelerated to dodge, but unfortunately, there was a cold dark arrow, passing through the branches of the writhing trees, cold and fast like a green lightning pierced Angela's whole person.

It turned out that during the period of time when Angela was entangled with the elven high priest, the elves on the periphery had already hurriedly chased in.

Angela was fast in the air, but the elves were not slow in the trees, and they were outnumbered, and soon caught up with Angela.

Angela fell like a bird with folded wings, and an elven ranger leaped high and slashed at Angela.

The snow-white sword light shone brightly in the starlight, and Angela was cut in two with a single click.

It doesn't feel right!

The elven ranger was shocked, turned around in mid-air, and landed lightly on the branch of a big tree, climbing on it like a cheetah, and with a sweep of his cold gaze, he saw "Angela" still floating in mid-air.

It wasn't a witch at all, it was just a cloak.

"It's fake, the witch ran away!"

The elven ranger roared loudly, and the elves who were still happy were shocked and looked at each other.

"I can't run."

The elven high priest roared, and the treant raised his right fist and smashed it to the ground.

With a bang, countless roots-like things plunged into the dirt, rampage through the dirt, burrowing into the roots of other big trees, and directly seizing control of the roots of other big trees.

Countless roots broke through the dirt and drilled out of the ground, like sharp swords.

Within a radius of 30 yards, there was a tree with such sharp roots, at least ten feet high, reaching into the sky.

Angela, dressed in a black robe, rushed out of the steamed-dry waterhole, her sharp steel sword drawn from her waist, and with a flash of sword light, she split the treeman's arm in two from her elbow with a single thud.

Then one Angela turned into two, one running along the stone wall, the other stepping on the stone wall and running upward.

Angela was also helpless, the golden cicada with a wit couldn't hide it from them for long, and she was forced out after a while.

"Stay!"

The treeman swept with his left arm, and the vine roots he threw out scattered Angela, who was running against the wall in the distance, followed by countless branches of his right arm, and just recovered was a heavy punch to the stone wall.

The right arm exploded, and a huge crack spread across the stone wall, chasing Angela.

Several vines sprang out of the crack, quickly grabbed Angela's ankle, and pulled Angela down.

Angela jerked her head back and grinned at the Elven High Priest.

Not good!

The elven high priest's pupils shrank sharply, and he swung his left fist violently.

Angela's red lips moved slightly, and she said silently, "It's late." ”

Lying down, a dead branch at the treeman's feet revealed its original form, which was Angela's magic wand.