"Planters?"

Han Chen's gaze turned downward, and he saw the humanoid statues lined up on both sides of the hall actually walking out of the wooden trough. Their eyes glowed with a faint green light, and their majestic and violent life energy was more than ten times stronger than the humanoid plants in the Evil Moon Forest.

Holding a shield in his left hand and a thick mace in his right hand, these planters formed three neat battle phalanxes in front of and on both sides of Han Chen. Their formations and movements are uniform, and they are completely like the posture of a regular army.

An organized battle formation is much more difficult to deal with than a straggler, could it be that the owner of this Shenmu Fort was once a general of the unified army?

Just as he was wondering, the voice suddenly ordered: "Left and right, impact!"

"Gala...... Gala ......"

The planters on both sides raised their wooden shields and forced towards Han Chen in unison. Their steps were slow at first, but with every three steps, their frequency increased by one minute, and when they were still five meters away from Han Chen, they were in a state of full charge.

The rhythm of the attack is so precisely controlled that ordinary armies can't do it at all, and although they are not living people, these teams of planters can also be compared to the elite legions of human beings.

Han Chen has learned the power of humanoid plants, the growers here are only stronger than the humanoid plants outside, they are still group impacts, where does Han Chen dare to attack him?

Jumping forward, Han Chen jumped into the air.

In order to prevent the enemy from dodging to high places, the military formation is usually equipped with alchemists or crossbowmen to strike and restrict the enemies who flee to the top, these teams of planters do not seem to have alchemists, nor do they see long-range archers, but Han Chen still did not dare to relax his vigilance, and while jumping out of the scope of the military formation, he was ready to defend.

However, to his surprise, the attack did occur, but it did not come from a distance, but it was close at hand!

Before Han Chen's body was stable, a strong gust of wind came from the top of his head. Several vines fell from the sky and slammed into his head and shoulders.

"Oops......"

Han Chen's heart tightened, but he was too close, and he was carrying a golden pen crane, even if he sensed it, he couldn't react effectively.

He could only twist his body and try to avoid the vital parts.

"Smack...... Bang bang ......"

The vines slammed into Han Chen's forehead and back shoulders. The power of this vine was a little stronger than he had imagined, and he was immediately dizzy.

The blood in the stuffy chest surged, and the hot stinging pain quickly spread to the whole body, Han Chen gasped, and fell to the ground with a muffled snort, and the golden pen crane also fell a few meters away.

"Oh hehehe...... Ahahaha......" The voice was excited: "Isn't it fun? Isn't it painful? My battle formation is different, isn't it? Oh quack quack......

"Damn ......"

Han Chen stood up strongly, and he subconsciously went to grab the golden pen crane, but the two teams of planters had already rushed to the front, and before they could make a defensive move, the team on the right collided.

"Bang ......"

Several wooden shields slapped on his body at the same time, and his strong strength was comparable to the hard blow of a low-level Infinite Realm powerhouse, Han Chen had not slowed down, and he didn't go to defense, and this collision directly knocked him out blood.

Han Chen flew to the opposite side, and the planter on the left waved his mace, and he was hit hard.

"Bang Bang ......"

Four maces fell on his head, and the sharp wooden thorns pierced him into a bloody blur, and he spurted out another mouthful of blood, and smashed straight to the ground.

The planter teams on both sides immediately dispersed, and they surrounded Han Chen.

If Han Chen died, the Evil Eye Demon Lord would also have to hang up, and it couldn't care about resisting the foreign poison, so it did its best to release a wave of spiritual impact on the two teams of cultivators.

But its attack method was only limited to the brain, and the planters had no biological organs, and the pure spiritual impact had almost no effect on them, so the two teams of planters just shook and continued to use critical attacks on Han Chen.

But the voice was interested in the Evil Eye Demon Lord.

"Huh, what a powerful spiritual power!" The attention immediately shifted to the Evil Eye Demon Lord, and after scanning it, the voice exclaimed: "What kind of creature is this? How come I have never seen it? Such a fragile body, such a low cultivation realm, can emit such a powerful spiritual energy, it is strange, too rare! It is also a good research object!"

Commanding a planter to lift the Golden Pen Crane up, the Evil Eye Demon Lord trembled in panic, and the voice said, "Don't worry, you and your ancient orc master are my test subjects, I won't kill you so quickly, and I will liberate you from the vegetative people." ”

A strange suction suddenly poured out from the planter's hand, and the remaining life energy on the golden pen crane's body, as well as the plant poison that adhered to the body, spewed out like a flood, and the fresh energy flowed into its body along the planter's arm, and the planter's vitality became more and more vigorous, while the golden pen crane's body withered rapidly.

"Bang...... Snap ......"

The golden pen crane, which was as dry as dead wood, collapsed piece by piece like a rock, and in just a few dozen seconds, the whole person was shattered, and the evil eye demon lord parasitic in it was finally able to get rid of it.

Although the strange poison was clear, the Evil Eye Demon Lord was even more panicked, it didn't know what a "test product" was, but after communicating with Han Chen, Han Chen's intuition told it that what was waiting for it was likely to be a variety of terrifying means that life was worse than death.

The Evil Eye Demon Lord struggled desperately, but the strength of the cultivator was too great, and it seemed to be glued to the opponent's hand, and it couldn't move half a minute at all.

As for Han Chen, it wasn't until he was beaten beyond recognition, and there was only one breath left, that voice gave the order to stop.

A vine hung down from the ceiling, rolling up Han Chen, and hanging him in mid-air.

The voice sighed, "Alas...... I'm going to think how powerful the ancient orcs are, it's boring and boring...... "Bring these two guys to my palace." ”

The planter team retreated into the wooden trough, and three other planters drove Han Chen and the Evil Eye Demon Lord towards the Deep Palace.

The path to go turned nine and eighteen turns, but the Evil Eye Demon Lord didn't care about his memory, he kept calling Han Chen all the way, he could do everything he could, but Han Chen didn't see any reaction.

After walking for about twenty minutes, a man and a beast were taken to a large hall fifty or sixty meters square. The pillars and decorations of this hall seem to be spontaneously grown, and the flowers and trees with strange shapes are intertwined, but they are not at all as chaotic as the jungle outside.

There are neither magnificent gold and silver jewelry, nor high-class antique toys, but everything is arranged to show a unique noble temperament. This is by no means an old and low-grade wooden building, but an aristocratic ancient palace full of exotic features.

At the end of the ancient hall, near the center of the wall, there is a large wooden throne, which is beautifully carved and is definitely a work of art. A wooden figure dressed in the imperial robe sits on the throne, and on both sides of the throne, there are several rows of wooden figures of different shapes, these wooden figures are either dressed in military armor or civilian uniforms, and the scene is no different from that of ordinary imperial courts.

If you look closely, including on the throne, these wooden people are the same as the planters, with rhizomes below the ankles, and in this way, they should also be a type of planters, but the skin is much rougher.

The three planters went straight to the center of the ancient hall, where a large wooden tripod was placed, and the base of the wooden tripod was also full of rhizomes, it seemed that the demonic plants cultivated here were not only human forms.

The wooden trough is surrounded by a dozen or so small wooden troughs, similar to the wooden ding, which are also made of rhizomes, with fine holes and spikes inside and around the edges, and the appearance is very similar to the mouth of a giant demon worm.

The three planters stopped beside the wooden trough, and then the voice spoke: "Throw that person into the Shenmu Ding, I have to study his soul war beast first, otherwise if he is killed by me, his war beast will be gone." ”

The central big wooden tripod automatically opened, and the two planters jumped on the tripod cover and forcefully stuffed Han Chen into the tripod.

The Shenmu Ding was full of vine-like plants, and as soon as Han Chen fell, he was entangled in a knot. The mellow life energy shuttled back and forth between the vines and Han Chen's body, and the situation seemed to be renewing Han Chen's life.

Closing the lid, the voice added, "Put that beast in the sixth wooden trough, and I'll see what it is." ”

The planter pressed the Evil-Eyed Lord into the wooden trough, and the sharp thorns dug into the flesh, making it howl in pain. The wooden trough slowly retracted, until the Evil Eye Demon Lord was stuck in it and could no longer move, and the planter let go.

Several vines protrude from the bottom of the wooden trough, which are as flexible as arms, and the top is in the form of sharp knives of various sizes. The sharp blade swayed around his body, and the Evil Eye Demon Lord turned pale with horror.

The voice was excited: "Oh, hehehe...... This look ...... It's wonderful...... It's been so many years since I've seen such a wonderful look...... Oh hehehehe......"

After watching for several minutes, the voice continued, "...... Well...... Where do you start? Do you slice you first, or do you extract your internal organs first? Or just cut off one of your tentacles......" After thinking about it, he decided: "Hmm...... Let's cut a few pieces of meat first!"

The vines slid as a small finger-wide wooden knife slowly pressed against the top of the Evil Eye Demon Lord's head, the blade cutting into the flesh little by little, as if to increase the pain, the wooden knife repeatedly scratched at the broken wound, and the vines were secreting a faint green juice. The green juice accompanied the wooden knife touching the wound, and white smoke came out, which not only suppressed the loss of blood, but also increased the pain of the wounded.

"Squeak...... Creak...... Squeaky ......"

The Evil Eye Demon Lord let out a terrible scream, but its whole body was embedded in the thorns of the wooden trough, and as it struggled, it only hurt even more. It endured its body not to move, but the heart-rending feeling on its head made it can't help it, the kind of pain that wants to move but can't move, can't move but can't control, it's really sadder than death.

。 Sogou