The roots of the tree, which were extremely arrogant a moment ago, were directly broken into countless knots and flew in all directions under the explosion ().

Far from extinguishing the flames, the flames burned more and more violently as they attached to the roots.

Not only the broken roots, but also the roots of the locust tree, were also ignited.

"Whoa~"

The branches of the locust tree shook violently, and more roots broke through the soil.

The roots of the tree, which had been ignited by the flames, retracted back to the ground, trying to extinguish the flames above.

However, spells are different from ordinary flames, and continue to burn even if they are buried in the ground.

However, this is not what Hou Jiuming wants to see, after all, this is a rare spirit wood, and it has become a demon.

Everything on it is not a good material.

Not only can it be used to make rune paper, but it can also be used for refining tools or other purposes.

So, after the flames forced back the attack, and then the locust tree rose from the ground, a long sword with a cold light appeared.

With a wave of his hand, under the mixture of mana and true qi, a one-meter-long and palm-wide Senhan sword qi appeared, and then slashed towards the locust tree like lightning.

This sword qi was configured by himself based on the sword qi that Wang Qiongyan cast.

At first, I couldn't figure it out at all, the mana was instilled, and after standing out, it would soon dissipate, without any power, at most it would set off a small wind and blow the flowers and plants.

But when he had a whim and mixed with the true qi, the power was very different.

A large stone more than one person tall and the thickness of a water tank, under this sword qi, there is no pause and everything is broken.

And, the incision is extremely smooth.

The sword qi that cut off the stone flew out for dozens of meters before dissipating.

Finally, after many experiments, the conclusion was reached.

The effective attack distance of this sword qi is forty meters, and once it is exceeded, the power will be greatly reduced.

For this reason, Hou Jiuming also gave the sword qi a name.

It's called Jiuming Jianmang.

That's right, it's a homonym for his name.

I saw that after the sword qi flew out, it was invincible, and everywhere along the way, the roots of the trees were divided into two.

It wasn't until the seventh root was cut off that the power was exhausted and dissipated.

But there is not only one sword qi.

After Hou Jiuming swung out the first sword qi, he swung his sword one after another.

A sword of Dao Senhan, like a scythe, cut through the roots of the trees with fangs and claws.

Not only that, but the mid-grade magic weapon Qingzhu Sword, although it was blocked by the roots of the tree at the beginning, now Hou Jiuming's mana is no longer what it used to be.

It was a dryad equivalent to the middle stage of Qi cultivation that could resist.

After only a moment's pause, he cut open the roots of the tree and slashed at the dryad's body.

"Bang~" There was a muffled sound, and the sword body of the green bamboo sword, which was half a foot wide, directly submerged into it and stuck on it.

And the dryad seemed to fall into madness after this huge blow, and the canopy, which was shaking violently, suddenly stopped.

Then the air around him became inexplicably cold.

I saw illusory figures, walking out of the trunk with a sluggish face, some of them came to the green bamboo sword, reached out to pull it out, and some of them took the initiative to meet those sword qi.

I want to use my illusory body to resist the sword qi.

Looking at those wild ghosts who didn't dare to step out of the canopy and didn't have any consciousness, Hou Jiuming couldn't help but think of the ghosts.

The tiger demon eats people and leaves their souls for ghosts.

Now, this locust tree restrains the souls of those who have died for its own use, no different from the hateful tiger demon.

However, Hou Jiuming was disdainful of the dryad's behavior.

Not to mention dozens of wild ghosts that are quite similar to the early stage of qi training, even if it is in the middle of qi training, as soon as the god comes out, it is just a few strokes of effort.

Of course, this little scene doesn't need to be a god.

Seeing that the three sword qi were resisted by the ghosts, Hou Jiuming continued to wave the sword in his hand with an expressionless face.

"Buzz~Buzz~"

A dozen sharp sword qi slashed towards the dryad one after another.

The strength of those ghost creatures is already talented, and it is okay to block the sword qi consumed by the three powers.

In the face of the sword qi at the time of its heyday, go up, that is not called blocking, then send food.

The sword of the three or four ghosts stood within the shadow of the tree, using their bodies to resist the sword qi.

But in an instant, the sword qi slashed past them, and slashed towards the dryad.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

After a series of muffled noises, the dryad had several more deep scars.

Next, Hou Jiuming made persistent efforts, but he just stood in the distance and kept waving his sword qi, the branches of the tree demon that he cut were shaking, and the roots of the tree were pumped randomly, but there was no way.

The wounds on the tree's body grew more and more as time passed.

Until after a cup of tea.

"Boom~"

The big tree that the three of them hugged together broke off at the waist, and the huge tree fell to the ground, raising dust that covered the sky.

Those roots, which were originally like a group of demons dancing wildly, are now like dead pythons, lying on their stomachs and motionless.

"Huh, it's finally solved, I didn't expect this tree demon to have a lot of blood, so resistant to beating." With a wave of his hand, he recalled his green bamboo sword, and shrank rapidly in the process of reversing.

By the time it fell into its hands, it had regained the size of a palm.

However, this Qingzhu Sword, which has been following him since the beginning, has completely failed to keep up with the strength.

In battle, it often plays a diversion role.

"It's time to find the right artifact."

Putting away the green bamboo sword, Hou Jiuming couldn't help but think secretly in his heart.

After the chaotic thoughts were put away, Hou Jiuming came to the dryad with a long sword and began to dispose of his loot.

No matter what it is, as long as it becomes a demon, it is a treasure all over the body.

This is especially true for plants.

This time it's just a tree, and if it's a medicinal herb, it's even more precious.

It took more than an hour to get the locust tree in order.

Whether it was a broken branch or a fallen leaf, none of them were spared.

Even the sap that fell to the ground was dug out by him along with the soil.

After all, they are all things that contain aura, and who knows if there is any other use.

By the time everything was taken care of, the sun was already setting in the west.

Thinking about the locust tree lying in the storage bag, Hou Jiuming decided to return here, with the harvest of the dryad, there was no need to check the remaining locations.

Turned over and got on the horse, and kept rushing back all the way.

Compared to when I came, the speed of going back is naturally much faster.

Because there was no need to search and inquire, it was only one afternoon and I rushed back to Linjiang City.

However, after returning the horses and returning to his home, Hou Jiuming couldn't help but secretly make up his mind to make a flying magic weapon.

is also a big master in the late stage of qi training.

As a result, he relied on horses in the mortal world to hurry, which was simply too inconsistent with the noble status of the monk.

After being busy for a few days, after Hou Jiuming went back, he did not immediately start making blank copies, but rested for a night.

It was not until the next morning that I came to the courtyard full of energy.