Seeing that the blood-red aura dissipated, leaving only the black locust tree with only branches, Zhou Lingguan laughed, and once again raised the Sky Survey Sword in his hand, and in an instant, he had already cut off more than ten branches.

Wood ghosts are evil things, between life and death, in fact, there is nothing powerful, the only characteristic is trouble...... If you want to get rid of it, you have to cut its leaves, cut its leaves, cut its body, and finally destroy its roots. If you miss one step, it won't work.

Tree spirits are different from animals, it is not easy to open their minds, even if they are lucky enough to open their wisdom, most of them are extremely low, at most they become a fairy wood spirit grass, and there are very few who can really have the opportunity to cultivate demons.

Even if the spiritual intelligence is higher and can cultivate, it is far worse than those birds and beasts, and even snakes, insects, rats and ants are not comparable. Its progress is so slow, it is very difficult to achieve a demon body without thousands of children for eight hundred years.

However, because this tree monster has been cut off from meat and vegetarianism since birth, and has never been killed, it has merit in the womb of the mother, so there is no obstacle to its cultivation, and there is no calamity, as long as it is done step by step, layer by layer, as long as the time is enough, it will inevitably achieve the immortal path. Because of this, the mana cultivation of these trees is far more solid than that of ordinary monsters, and they don't have any weaknesses in themselves.

Therefore, once the body is dead and turns into a wood ghost, and then uses the dead corpse to slowly recuperate, if you want to destroy it, you can only use stupid methods to slowly cut it off, and there is no shortcut to let loose.

No matter what kind of tree demon was in life, once it turned into a wood ghost, it would definitely appear as a black locust tree, and according to its cultivation years and degree of cultivation, the thickness, height, and sparseness of the tree were different.

And the wood ghost of Wangui Beach, it is a little difficult for the three people to hug the trunk, with a radius of more than 30 meters, a four-story building, and there are even more branches on it than can be counted, plus the whole tree is covered with leaves. Generally speaking, it is extremely difficult to deal with it, and even Lingguan Father and Li Shenjun can't cope with the black leaves turned by those angry qi alone.

This old tree was also unlucky, but he ran into Ren Song, a ghost immortal who cultivated his temperament, and what was even more unfortunate was that he actually cultivated this method, but the red mist that the leaves turned into was only a moment away, and it was cleaned up by this cowardice.

At this time, Ren Song was wrapped in a huge blood ball, whether it was Li Shenjun or the fox demon Xiao Tiantian, they were all hiding far away, even the Lingguan father, while constantly chopping the branches of the wood ghost, took two steps back quietly, ensuring a safe distance from his son.

In fact, the red ball wrapped in this cowardice was not a physical object, but the anger he extracted from the black locust tree, which had been compressed by him again and again, and had become like a substance. It's just that Ren Song knew in his heart that he couldn't continue anymore, and at this time, this blood mist had been squeezed to the limit under his control. It seems that there is only another way to do it.

Looking at the suit on his body, the cowardly scratched the back of his head helplessly, and finally decided to make a coat around him, although it was May and the weather was getting hotter, but he was not a person, he didn't feel hot when he wore a few more, and he didn't feel cold if he wore a few less. It's better than wrapping it around such a big ball.

Just do it, and make up his mind in his heart, this cowardly sat down on his knees, opened his mouth and inhaled, and sucked out a thin silk thread from the red mist around his body, and the silk thread sank from his mouth into the sea of qi, and when it was washed by the yang energy in his body, it would turn into a real thread when it erupted from his nose, and then he could use this silk thread to weave clothes.

Now that time is pressing, this coward is determined to turn all the anger into silk threads first, and then slowly make clothes. The silk red mist was inhaled into its body, and as soon as it entered the sea of qi, this coward's heart suddenly jumped, and then the qi silk ...... Gone!

"Hey, hey! I didn't expect there to be such benefits, in itself, thank you! The faint voice of distraction came, just in this cowardice of a god's kung fu, the original sucked into the mouth of the filament into a thin rope, the string turned into a hemp rope, and the hemp rope is still developing in the direction of the cable, this cowardly heart is very anxious, I remember who I heard before that too much anger into the body, if you don't get it right, you will go crazy, but at this time everything is out of his control......

There was more and more anger at the entrance, but he saw that Ren Song was like a long whale sucking water, and all the red mist around his body was swallowed by him. It's just that the stomach is gone, but I can't stop hearing the distracted laughter. At this time, he finally understood that the anger on his body was collected by distraction. Hurriedly shouted in his heart: "Hey, hey, hey, leave me some bullets." This cowardly suddenly remembered that the revolver and bullets that Lingguan's father gave him had to be made of anger, and now on his body, except for the suit, the rest have long been gone......

I don't know if the distraction heard it, but I just laughed and laughed until the end, and then said, "If you want bullets, use the Harmony Method." "Say no more. Ren Song was stunned when he heard this, after he performed the Divine Fusion Method just now, he only felt that something was very wrong, although he knew that it was himself, but whether it was his thoughts or actions, he was extremely unfamiliar, and there was always a feeling that something had been torn off.

Although it felt very good, even this coward always felt scared, and even he didn't know what he was afraid of. Therefore, when he heard about the conditions of distraction, although he himself also had a desire to use the Dharma. But in the end, he still didn't agree, shook his head firmly, and opened his eyes, only to find that Zhou Lingguan was looking at him worriedly.

But it turned out that his movement just now had startled all the others, and they had never seen a monk dare to devour his anger like this, even if he was a demon cultivator or a cultivator whose sword was on the wrong side, he would never dare to do so. Zhou Lingguan, who had been paying attention to the situation here, was even more shocked, and immediately abandoned the long sword in his hand, and he didn't care about his anger, so he rushed to Ren Song and shouted again and again: "Song'er! Who knew that the son's eyes were closed, and he didn't say a word, but he just kept swallowing the anger in his stomach.

It wasn't until all the anger was sucked up that the cowardly opened his eyes, and saw that the red flame in his eyes was the same as before, without the slightest damage, and the Lingguan father breathed a sigh of relief, and laughed: "I didn't think that my son would have such a ability, so the anger was swept away, even if Zhong Kui who eats ghosts, it is nothing more than that." ”

"Humph!" Li Shenjun on the side sneered disdainfully when he heard him say this, but he didn't say much, this cowardice made her feel amazing. On the other hand, the big white fox Xiao Demon Empress flashed with envy in his eyes, and finally whispered angrily: "I also scolded others for being foodies, and I even ate all my clothes, I don't know what it is......"

"Ahh Ren Song, who was originally talking to Lingguan's father, heard it muttering. He suddenly found that the angry suit on his body had disappeared, and the poor coward was still wearing a set of hospital gowns at this time, and subconsciously inserted it into his pocket, and the coward opened his mouth and screamed: "Distracted, return my magic weapon!" ”

(To be continued.) )