Yan Chixia's Qiankun Sword is a first-class magic weapon, the higher the mana, the more powerful it is, and the locust tree spirit is now targeting Xia Yang, which just gives him the opportunity to do it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, the person who is most feared by the locust tree spirit is Yan Chixia, how can he not be guarded against him, seeing the magic sword stabbing at him, its tongue instantly shrank, and it dodged this sword.

The locust tree spirit has been cultivating in this Lanruo Temple for thousands of years, and has long cultivated the rhizome to be extremely flexible, although it is not as fast as the speed of Xia Yang's divine soul, it is not something that Yan Chixia can hit with a sword.

Xia Yang saw this scene in his eyes, but he was not surprised. Yan Chixia's current skills have not yet reached the peak, if she reaches the second part of the plot and advances in mana, after practicing that extremely powerful sword technique, she can use her divine thoughts as a guide to make a flying sword, how can this old demon easily dodge!

With a miss, Yan Chixia jumped forward, grabbed the missed Qiankun sword, and wanted to continue the pursuit.

The locust tree spirit had fought with Yan Chixia more than once, knowing the power of his magic weapon, and he didn't fight with him, and as soon as the rhizome shrank, it shrank back from the hole in the ground.

At the same time, on the other side of the ground, where Xia Yang's divine soul was located, there was a bang in the ground, and another tongue stretched out and came straight towards him. And this time the demonic aura is even worse, and the bursts of cold qi are directly approaching his soul, as if it is going to completely freeze his primordial spirit!

Xia Yang's heart moved, the body of this locust tree spirit was extremely huge, covering the sky and the sun, and even sunlight could not penetrate during the day, which showed how developed its rhizome was. Coupled with its deep Taoism, it is no wonder that it can extend the entire Lanruo Temple.

"Want to catch me?" Seeing his tongue rolling towards him, he didn't panic, and after a little visualization in his mind, the gourd on top of his head appeared, shining brightly!

As soon as the gourd treasure bottle flashed, the frozen feeling disappeared in an instant, and the demonic energy that attacked his divine soul also dissolved, and Xia Yang's thoughts moved, and it broke away from the scope of the demonic aura of the locust tree spirit, causing its tongue to be empty again.

"Hmm, what kind of method are you?"

The locust tree spirit felt his demonic aura dissolve, and a shocked voice rang out in the air.

Xia Yang didn't speak, just snorted coldly. Although he hadn't yet practiced the offensive nature of the Yuan Shen Spell, the gourd visualization diagram he practiced had all kinds of wonderful uses, and body protection was one of them. Unless this locust tree spirit comes with a real body, the form and spirit are one, otherwise it is just such a level of demonic energy, and he can't help him, which is also one of the confidence that he dares to come with a divine soul.

However, at this stage, he only has the power to protect himself, this old demon is no better than the female ghost just now, it can be eliminated by simple means, and he can't help this locust tree spirit for the time being.

"Prajnaparami!"

Just when the locust tree spirit was stunned, Yan Chixia's magic needle had arrived, and she hit the tongue. The power of pure yang on the golden needle, coupled with the fact that the mantra of Buddhism is the nemesis of demons and evils, the locust tree spirit was in pain, and suddenly let out a furious roar: "Dead Taoist, you deceive people too much, I want you to look good today!"

It roared, and the ground began to shake like an earthquake. The next moment, the ground was full of earth and rocks, and countless dense branches stretched out from the ground and attacked the three of them!

Yan Chixia's long sword swung out in an instant, and the branches in front of him didn't know how many were cut off in an instant, but there were more and more branches emerging from the ground, dense and terrifying.

Xiahou Jian had witnessed all kinds of things beyond his imagination, and his mind was already in turmoil! But the danger was approaching, and the instinct of a martial artist still made him subconsciously raise his sword and chop these branches in a panic. It's a pity that under the panic, his skills have been greatly reduced, although he has cut off a lot of roots, but he is getting more and more hurried, and flaws are coming out one after another.

Xia Yang is soul state, his spiritual sense is extremely keen, he can feel that these branches are just ordinary vines and roots, almost no demonic power, naturally he can't help him.

When he was secretly on guard against what other means the old demon had, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and hurriedly sent out a divine thought, reminding Xiahou Jian and Yan Chixia: "Be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, the ground under the feet of the two of them surged wildly, and they suddenly attacked while the two of them were dealing with the vines. Two long and thick rhizome giant tongues drilled out from the feet of the two of them at the same time, and rolled towards the two of them together!

The dryad was very cunning, and because he couldn't see through Xia Yang's methods, he simply gave up on him and directly dealt with the two people with flesh.

How could Yan Chixia not sense the movement under her feet, with a turn of the long sword in her hand, she cut off countless whiskers, and with a leap of her body, she had already avoided the tongue of the locust tree spirit.

But when the Xiahou Sword attacked the rhizome, there was a panicked look on his face, and he didn't resist at all, he was swept up by the giant tongue, and was dragged into the ground in an instant!

"Brother Xiahou!" When Yan Chixia saw this scene, she was immediately shocked and angry, the muscles on her face trembled, and her eyes turned red.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law!"

Before falling into the hole where Xiahou Jian was dragged away, Yan Chixia violently bit the index finger of her right hand and drew a Taiji Yin Yang Fish on the palm of her left hand. Suddenly, a huge amount of mana poured into Yan Chixia's body, and under the anger, he slapped hard at the ground cave.

"Boom, boom!"

Every time he slapped his palm, the hole in the ground exploded an inch more, but it was useless, and the rhizome of the dryad didn't know how deep it was in this ground.

Xia Yang didn't expect this Xiahou Sword to be so unbearable, originally with the strength of his innate martial artist, it was impossible to be so easily victimized. It's just that he was first seduced by the female ghost, moved his lustful heart, and his blood was vain, and then he was frightened by the locust tree spirit and lost his courage, and his strength was not one in ten, so he was easily swept away by the tree demon.

Yan Chixia slapped the ground for a while, until the mana in her body was exhausted, then she stopped, and half-knelt in front of the cave.

"Dead Taoist, this time you killed my maidservant, grandma and I will kill you alone, even if it is even. Next time you and that stinky boy dare to spoil my good deeds, I want you to look good!"

The proud voice of the locust tree spirit came from the ground.

"Damn, old demon, I, Yan Chixia, swear to kill you!" Yan Chixia roared angrily.

"Brother Yan, forget it, the old demon has already left, let's go back first, and then make plans. Xia Yang said in a deep voice.

"Dead Taoist, this time you killed my maidservant, grandma and I will kill you alone, even if it is even. Next time you and that stinky boy dare to spoil my good deeds, I want you to look good!"

The proud voice of the locust tree spirit came from the ground.

"Damn, old demon, I, Yan Chixia, swear to kill you!" Yan Chixia roared angrily.

"Brother Yan, forget it, the old demon has already left, let's go back first, and then make plans. Xia Yang said in a deep voice.