The first time I heard Shen Moli's voice, it didn't come from the back side, and the magic sand tree's slightly relaxed heart was lifted again.

He jumped up, and the roots of the tree jumped into the void, like a fairy tree growing in the sky being uprooted from the world, and Teng Teng almost fell to the ground again.

Shocked to the ground, trembling from the heaviness of the Demon Sand Tree, the surroundings shook violently.

At the moment when he landed, the Demon Sand Tree turned around sharply, looked at Shen Moli, who came to his side at some point, and asked, "Why did you little doll come so indiscriminately?

The appearance of the magic sand tree being anxious to inspect Shen Moli's injury fell into Shen Moli's eyes, and it was even more heartwarming.

Frankly speaking, the Demon Sand Tree met her for less than half a day, knowing that Shen Moli came here with a purpose, even if Shen Moli did not mention the Demon Sand Fruit at this time, the energy saving of the Pingshui Encounter made the Demon Sand Tree so nervous, so that Shen Moli, who had been suffering from people for a long time in two lifetimes, suddenly felt a little warmth from the source world.

She shook her head lightly and said, "That light was formed only after I injected spiritual power behind the branches, and it won't hurt me at all, so don't worry." ”

Shocked, the Demon Sand Tree glanced at Shen Moli, thinking of the previous few times when the two of them waved the branches to no avail, and instantly had an answer in his heart.

Of course, there is no problem with the magic sand branches, but the magic sand tree's perennial demonic energy runs through each branch and leaf, and there is naturally no need to inject magic into the writing room as a medium to activate the golden characters.

Shen Moli was different, the broken branches fell into her hands, like an object that cut off the source of demonic energy.

It is true that the original demonic energy of the Demon Sand Tree is still hidden in the branches, but if there is no spiritual power, it will be difficult to support the huge consumption required by the golden characters with the original meager demonic energy.

After sorting out the reason, the Magic Sand Tree's worries had just landed, he glanced at Shen Moli, and said a little arrogantly: "Who said I'm worried about you?" I just look at your little doll, the age of ten years is not even the age of nursing in the Demon Sand Tree Clan, it is a pity that you die at such a young age. If I care about your life or death, I naturally won't bring you to do the dangerous thing of being killed by mistake!"

Mo Sha Shu said that he was in a hurry to put aside his mood swings towards Shen Moli, and he just pretended to be indifferent, how could he hide it from Shen Moli.

Looking at the magic sand tree in front of him, Shen Moli naturally didn't want to break the deliberate indifference, but looked towards the mirage.

Out of the idea of embarrassing the Demon Sand Tree by betraying the Demon Sand Tree, Shen Moli deliberately wanted to change the topic of conversation. She was slightly curious about the building that happened to be the real scene, and wanted to ask the magic sand tree a few words by the way of her gaze.

This hope alone surprised Shen Moli.

With a tremor as the Demon Sand Tree landed on the ground, twenty or thirty people rushed out of the magnificent building at some point. They were dressed as immortals, and they were rushing in the direction of the Demon Sand Tree with their swords in hand.

Seeing the incomprehension in Shen Moli's eyes, Mo Shashu was even more proud: "Little doll, these people will be your subordinates in the future." They are so disrespectful to me, and they directly face me, and you, as their master, don't you come out and reprimand them a few words?"

"Shu Lao really likes to joke, although the immortals and humans are good friends, the relationship has always been unequal. The rules of the immortals between the two clans have never been a secret in the Three Kingdoms and Six Seas. It's just that the origin of this unprovoked disaster is inevitably related to Mo Li, Mo Li will now be on the side of the old tree, and fight the immortals together with the old man!" Shen Moli said, and looked forward cautiously with Hei Yan.

The immortal clans that rushed to kill, judging from the number, are quite a few for ordinary people. But in his previous life, Shen Moli, who had experienced a hundred battles, was really not a lot of people.

It's just that in those immortal clans, half of the immortal realm is almost the same as Shen Moli, which is undoubtedly for Shen Moli to have more than one enemy under the same cultivation.

The Demon Sand Tree has been cultivated for tens of thousands of years, and the Demon Dao is even more unfathomable. It was only because he had learned a lot in his previous life that Shen Moli knew that although the Demon Sand Tree was profound, the foundation of the Demon Cultivator was much weaker than that of other demons.

Cultivating the movement speed to such an amazing level, the Demon Sand Tree must have spent a lot of time increasing its movement speed.

The longevity of the tree, the time is equal to that of other people, and it is naturally impossible to move at the speed of submersible cultivation, and it also leads the door to cultivate to the extreme.

And the tree is more important than defense, in the situation where more than 20 immortal clans rushed to kill together, if the immortal array was opened, no matter how much the magic sand tree could prevent, it would be useless.

It's just that what Shen Moli didn't expect was that watching Shen Moli dance and be killed, the magic sand tree was full of smiles in his eyes: "Don't give it to you with a bad branch, your little doll really won't let me down." But you don't have to do that to those people, just shout at them to stop. ”

Those words that were like a joke made Shen Moli's heart ripple again.

She admittedly didn't believe that she had such a great charm to stop and could summon the group of immortals who were already full of murderous intent to stop obediently.

The three countries, six seas and five clans are divided, if one person's shout has such a big effect, I am afraid that there will not be the slightest smoke of gunpowder in the three countries and six seas.

Thinking of what the Demon Sand Tree said, maybe it was just to comfort himself, Shen Moli sighed lightly and said, "Old Shu, Mo Li is afraid that he doesn't have so much face to make the immortal people stop." But if we join forces, we may not lose to the immortals. ”

Hearing Shen Moli's high-spirited words, Mo Sha Shudun felt a little speechless.

For tens of thousands of years, it had taken him a long time to study this strange technique. If he had used this strange technique only to lure some enemies from the mirage into entities to harm himself, then he would have abandoned the pit and studied the rest.

It's just that out of the weirdness of his own spells, Mo Shashu suddenly stopped talking for a while, and suddenly felt that he didn't know how to answer Shen Moli.

After hesitating, the magic sand tree shook the branches around him and said: "Little baby needs to listen to the old tree's advice, although I am not old, the raindrops I have received must be thousands of times more than the salt you have eaten." Little doll, shout at those people to stop. ”

Hearing that the Demon Sand Tree insisted on this, and then thought of the word "sand" earlier, Shen Moli finally followed the persuasion of the Demon Sand Tree and shouted at the Immortal Clan: "Wait and stop!"

As the shouts echoed in the empty sandy area, something that shocked Shen Moli suddenly happened.

If there are nails under their feet, those immortals who keep rushing forward will suddenly be nailed to their original places. Their expressions were dull, their eyes were clearly open, but they seemed to have fallen into a long slumber and did not know what to do.

Looking at the immortal clans in front of him, the Demon Sand Tree smiled proudly and said, "What's the matter?

"Are they really immortal clans?" Shen Moli frowned slightly as he looked at the number of sluggish sleepers.

"If not, what use do I want them? It's better to pinch a few sandmen yourself to have a good time. The Demon Sand Tree said without concealment.

When he first saw Shen Moli, the black bats flying around in front of Shen Moli had already made the Demon Sand Tree guess Shen Moli's identity. There are not many Warcraft contractors looking for him in the past generations, and the Warcraft contractors who are looking for him can only think of Warcraft accidents.