This dense forest is not very high, but it is full of foliage. It's just that the leaves are tiny and curled, and the messy tiny branches are densely packed.

The monks hid in the dense forest and took a breath, "What a hurricane! ”

In the outside world, there is also a place called "Wind Valley", which is perennially stormy, but for monks above the contemplation period, it is just a piece of cake.

However, the hurricane here can be swept away even by monks who have built the foundation of the Great Perfection or above, which shows its power.

However, before the monks could catch their breath, the quiet "woods" suddenly moved, and the dense branches suddenly stretched out, revealing the low trunks inside, and the long branches rolled towards the nearest monk.

The monks had just escaped death and had another mutation.

Although they are all sensitive people, for a while, the sword light and sword shadow in the dense forest, the aura is tumbling. But many of the monks were caught in the foliage, and the low tree quickly retracted, curled up in a ball, squirmed up and down, and after a moment unfolded the foliage, and there was only a dry skeleton in it.

The cyan light of the sword in Mo Xiaoxiao's hand was rainy, and it was slashed at the branches and leaves that rolled towards her, the branches and leaves looked yellow and vulnerable, but they turned out to be very tough, a sword that was enough to cut off the body of the monk demon beast was cut away, and it was actually just the long branch that cut off the fallen leaves.

Mo Xiaoxiao easily shot out a netherworld fire, hitting the middle branch of a tree, and the netherworld fire spontaneously combusted without wind, and quickly burned the trunk into charcoal.

The trunk of the tree was destroyed, and the branches of the sky hung down weakly, turning into a cloud of ashes, and floating and sinking to the earth.

Then, the charred trunk of the tree quickly sprouted new shoots at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mo Xiaoxiao was startled, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand came out of his hand, inserted it diagonally into the root of the tree, rolled up the root, and Mo Xiaoxiao pulled it hard, pulling out the entire tree root.

However, seeing the appearance of the tree roots, Mo Xiaoxiao also felt creepy.

The long, grayish-brown roots. In the shape of a doll, the top of the doll's head is the bud of the newborn tree, and his limbs are covered with thin tentacles, each of which is several feet long and intertwined.

The roots of the tree were pulled out, and the doll screamed, stretched out several tentacles, and rolled towards Mo Xiaoxiao.

Mo Xiaoxiao's green sword was wielded, and the dance was impenetrable. Cut off all tentacles.

The doll screamed. It seems to be angry and abnormal. It seems to be calling for something.

Suddenly, all the "trees" suddenly moved, moving rapidly from side to side on the ground, surrounding the monks in one place.

The monks were busy cutting off the tethers of the branches. Soar into the sky.

Countless dolls in the "woods" broke through the ground, and the tentacles dozens of feet long probed densely into the air, weaving into a huge fine net, blocking the monk's way, and retreating, a whirlpool hurricane was howling.

The monks sweated like rain.

Mo Xiaoxiao's face was solemn, and he threw out dozens of talisman seals and pasted them on the net. The tentacles don't know what they are, and they branch out countless small tentacles. Divide the talisman and eat it.

Bang bang bang.

Dozens of talisman seals exploded at the same time, shaking the huge net that reached the sky a few times.

Just as all the monks were about to fight the talisman seal and shake open the huge net, Dao Danli suddenly flew up with a dragon sword in his hand. With a wave of his strength, a cyan dragon shadow faintly appeared, with the power of destroying the world and the earth, slashing towards the huge net hundreds of zhang long.

Rumble.

The shadow of the green dragon dispersed, the huge net shattered, and the dolls on the ground fell headlong and buried in the soil one after another, disappearing without a trace.

The monks were overjoyed and went across the net.

Bai Bufan's snow clothes flew one after another, and a powerful icy aura spread between his hands, instantly turning this land into a frozen soil.

The tree doll couldn't move, and the ropes condensed by Bai Bufan's water vapor were uprooted one by one, worn into a ball, and hung in the air.

The tree dolls chirped and screamed, but they were all taken by Bai Bufan.

Thundered.

At that moment, the earth trembled, and a huge tree stump burst out of the ground, and a huge mouth on the tree stump was roaring, looking very angry.

Under the stump, a huge doll was revealed, but its roots were all white, and it looked very old.

The old doll angrily pulled out a root whisker, like a dragon whip to Bai Bufan in mid-air.

Mo Xiaoxiao brought the green sword in his hand with rain, kicked his feet, and his body flew up like a Jiaoyan, aiming at the old doll's roots and cutting off.

"Roar!"

The tree stump roared angrily, poked out two long tree whiskers, and roared and rolled towards Mo Xiaoxiao. Mo Xiaoxiao hurriedly retreated with strength, his body was like an arrow off the string, and he quickly retreated.

But although her speed was fast, she didn't expect the two tree whiskers to be faster, and in the blink of an eye, she rolled up Mo Xiao's waist and was about to pull her over.

Bai Bufan had just used the ice blade to cut off the whiskers that were probing him, and when he saw Mo Xiaoxiao being caught up, he was shocked, his body was like a shadow, and he came to Mo Xiaoxiao, and a sharp sword made of ice in his hand slashed towards the two whiskers.

Bumper. The tree whiskers are unexpectedly continuous.

Mo Xiaoxiao was almost suffocated by the ribs, she knew that something was wrong, took out a few flying knives, flew up and down at the tree whiskers, and had already swung hundreds of knives in the blink of an eye.

Bai Bufan once again turned into an ice arrow ice bow in his hand, took the bow and wound it, and shot the snow-white ice arrow at the eye of the tree stump.

Dao Dan unsheathed the sword of the dragon chant in his hand again, cut off the roots that were entwined with Mo Xiaoxiao, and pulled her over with his hand, throwing it through the gradually dissipating tree net. Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly seemed to see his pursed lips, and seemed to be very disapproving of himself.

Mo Xiaoxiao was indignant, but he didn't dare to be rash and aggressive, and instead cast the Guiyuan Sword Technique in the air.

The other monks also came to their aid, throwing all sorts of spells at the stump. Even though the stump was powerful, it was half-crippled by the combined force of tens of thousands of monks, and a snow-white leg fell and melted into the dust.

The tree stump roared in anger, as if completely enraged by the humans.

Countless tree whiskers rose from the ground and swept away towards the monk in the distance, and it also knew that the two young men in the vicinity were very powerful, and it couldn't help it for a while, but it wanted to get angry again, so it turned to attack the monk who was watching the battle from afar.

Bai Bufan was on the right, the cold aura in the sky was emanating, and it seemed that the temperature of the entire space had dropped countless times, and the tree whiskers that were rapidly probing towards the monks in mid-air froze in mid-air, trembling up and down a few times before they broke free.

The monks were taken aback, before tens of thousands of people struck, it stands to reason that even the Yuanying monks would be half dead, but they failed to hit the stump hard, which made all the monks startled.

Seeing the long tendrils flying all over the sky, coming towards them with teeth and claws, the monk hurriedly flew into the distance, but dozens of people were still drawn by the huge roots and fell one after another.

Dao Dan stood tall and jade, fluttering, his feet were in the air, his hands were outstretched, one left and one right, one red and one white, one fire and one water.

He made a mistake and waved his arms, like a frightening wave, but with a monstrous majesty. Huge red fireballs flew towards the tree stump.

The stump didn't care, but when the fireball was scorching hot, it realized that the flame was unusually powerful, and in a panic, it hurriedly coiled its body with a tree whisker, trying to extinguish the flames.

Immediately after that, another colorless and transparent water came through the body, and instead of extinguishing the fire, it increased the power of the flames, and suddenly the monstrous red flames burned overwhelmingly, and the tree stump screamed and fell headlong into the ground.

Bai Bufan snorted coldly, fluttered down, and the ground under his feet suddenly centered on his feet, and a layer of white cold air spread out, freezing the entire ground into an iron plate in an instant. Then he used the ice to form a rope again, and although the stump fled quickly underneath, it could not escape his senses, and dozens of snow-white ice ropes pierced through the ground, and a tree stump was tightly tied in the middle.

The stump of the tree was unwilling, suddenly opened its huge mouth, bit off the ice rope, and the broken ice slag fell all over the ground, it was now on the ground close to the monk's side, as soon as it broke free, it turned its head and looked viciously at the monk who was standing far away to watch the battle, and suddenly the only remaining leg kicked hard, and pounced towards the group of monks.

The monks were frightened, the stump was far more powerful than they had imagined, and hurriedly pushed it away, but the stump was already close at hand.

Mo Xiaoxiao saw that the tree stump was less than ten zhang away from her, and her heart was horizontal, and the sky star fell rain sticks, and the rain Qingfeng sword flew on the left and right, flying according to the tree stump in an orderly manner, and in her hands, a ball of fire and water were also thrown out one after another, and the black-brown tree stump was immediately ignited with a layer of ice-blue flames.

Seeing that the tree stump reacted to Bai Bufan's cold air before, Mo Xiaoxiao completely exerted the ice flame to the cold effect, sure enough, the old tree stump was first stunned by her chaotic stick fighting style, and then his whole body stiffened, and a layer of cold flames ignited on his body, before it could react, Mo Xiaoxiao's Bai Qiling took out a black brick, which instantly became huge, and smashed on the stump with a bang, and he himself held a huge purple and gold stick in his hand.

Mo Xiaoxiao sweated silently, his eldest brother and himself are simply the same.

The tree stump was stunned for a while, and was chased and beaten with countless sticks, breaking through the bricks with a bang, and flying straight into the air, countless snow-white roots flew all over the sky, like a super-long beard.

The monks were frightened by the super-durability of the old stump and retreated.

Dao Danli snorted coldly, as if he had lost patience with the old tree stump, he stroked the cold and glistening dragon sword in his hand with both hands, and with a finger to the sky, a green dragon broke through the air and let out a huge roar that made people tremble.

The old tree stump had lived in the secret realm for thousands of years, and it was the first time he had encountered such a fierce enemy, and the boundless white roots and tendrils went towards the green dragon, rolling into a thick white rope.

The green dragon was not afraid of the rope that was thicker than it, and opened its mouth to roar and spew out an extremely hot flame, which instantly ignited the roots, and in an instant, the ashes flew in a flew.

The old tree stump cried out in pain and fell headlong.

As soon as Dao Danli swung the sword in his hand, a huge wave of light roared out and slashed at the tree stump, splitting the entire tree stump in two from top to bottom.

Dao Dan was thousands of steps away, grabbed half of the tree stump with one hand, and took out a piece of jasper, the old tree stump trembled a few times, and there was no movement at all. Dao Danli's face was cold, he threw down the stump, looked at the jasper in his hand, and put it up.

The monks couldn't help but shout, "Essence of Wood! ”

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The second update, it's a little later than usual, sorry, I hope you like it.