Chapter 154: Dare to ask the name of the fairy

"Fire overcomes wood, with fire spiritual power. The mantra remains the same, change the wind spiritual power to the fire spiritual power. ”

Before the words fell, Mo Jiu had already condensed some fire spiritual power on the whip he picked up, and the whip hit a branch with a stream of heat.

The branch burned when it caught fire, and as soon as it touched the fire, the branch immediately opened a hole.

Mo Jiu saw the opportunity, and his body flew out of the opening with a leap. After flying out, he didn't dare to stay, so he flew upwards at a high speed.

As she expected, as soon as her body flew out of the tree ball, the tree ball spread its branches and attacked Mo Jiu from all directions.

Fortunately, Mo Jiu ran in time and passed by the branches that rushed to the sky.

There is a limit to the length of a branch, and it is impossible to elongate indefinitely.

Mo Jiu flew to a height of several hundred meters, and finally saw clearly what was attacking him.

It was an old locust tree. There are countless branches on the unusually thick trunk that hovers like a dragon python, and countless branches around the trunk stretch and stretch, making a rustling sound.

The locust tree is a yin tree, and the branches stretch and shrink with a gust of wind and a strange fragrance.

If you look closely, the lines on the huge tree trunk look like a human face.

Mo Jiu overlooked the old locust tree from a high place, and was thinking about how to deal with this old demon tree, when he suddenly saw the face on the tree and seemed to smile at her.

Mo Jiu suddenly had a bad premonition. It's broken, and the dust-free is still down there.

Mo Jiu hurriedly flew towards Wuchen, but she was still a step too late. Sure enough, the goal of the old locust tree was to be dust-free.

The trunk of the old locust tree had rolled up the dust, and a ball was woven out of branches around it, and he was locked inside.

Mo Jiu condensed the fire spiritual power onto the python whip and quickly swung it towards the tree ball.

At this moment, an old voice that could not distinguish between men and women came.

"The same move is useless against the Immortal."

It seems that this tree demon has really become a spirit, not only can he speak, but he can also call himself an immortal.

Mo Jiu snorted coldly, but the moves he made did not stop. Not only that, but the power of the moves has been strengthened many times.

The python whip in her hand swung out, sending a dazzling flash of fire through the air.

The curved fire struck the dustless tree ball. When the tree ball saw the fire, it avoided it, but swept away the dust in the tree ball.

The flash of fire struck the towering tree behind the tree ball, and the tree made a loud noise and fell to the ground in an instant.

Mo Jiu was just about to make another move, when the old voice sounded again.

"If you want him to die, you keep moving."

Mo Jiu looked at the voice, and saw that Wuchen was wrapped around his neck by a branch the thickness of a baby's arm, his feet were off the ground, and his face seemed to be extremely painful.

Mo Jiu stopped making a move and asked in a cold voice, "Old monster, what are you going to do?" ”

Obviously, the old locust tree didn't like the title of old monster, so he tightly wrapped around the dustless branch, and said: "I don't know whether to live or die, do you really think that your three-legged cat kung fu can deal with this immortal?" ”

Mo Jiujian's dustless face gradually turned purple, and a flash of urgency flashed in his eyes. However, the next moment, her peach blossom eyes bent, revealing a bright smile.

"Is Xiaosheng abrupt, dare to ask the name of the fairy?"

The old dryad was shaken by Mo Jiu's sudden smile, but it also made her mood suddenly better. Even the dust-free branches loosened quite a bit.

"Humph! How can the name of this immortal be casually told to outsiders? ”

didn't deny it, that means that Mo Jiu guessed correctly, this old dryad is really a woman. She guessed from the tone of the old locust tree and the characteristics of the yin, but she didn't expect to make the right bet.