When Lin Luo jumped down from the white feather sword with a pale face, and Dusty Heart followed, the two of them happened to jump to the top of the thousand-year-old purple crown tree.

If she hadn't eaten anything, Lin Luo doubted that she would have been able to spit it out directly.

After relieving himself, Lin Luo looked coldly at the thousand-year-old purple-crowned tree, and the white feather sword had returned to his right hand.

"Little monk, what is the weakness of the thousand-year-old purple crown tree?"

Lin Luo and Chenxin are naturally different, she is definitely not as knowledgeable as Chenxin.

As the future host of Fulong Temple, Chenxin must have been cultivated since he was a child and has been in all aspects, otherwise the current abbot would not dare to let him take the lead in the future.

And Lin Luo, the time he has traveled over is here, and he hasn't stayed in the Immortal Sect for long, so he naturally knows less about demon beasts and spirit grass.

Dusty heart didn't disappoint Lin Luo either, he did know.

"Donor, in the name of the thousand-year-old purple crown tree, the purple crown is its weakness. Since Fang Cai's purple vine was made by the thousand-year-old purple crown tree, if it attacked its weakness, it would definitely retract the vine. Dusty replied with his hands folded.

"Okay, then attack its purple crown." Lin Luo nodded.

The two of them originally landed on the top of the thousand-year-old purple crown tree, so they were naturally around the purple crown.

As long as you look for it, you should be able to find traces of the purple crown.

About two or three meters to Lin Luo's right, there were two huge dark green leaves, the leaves were like peanuts, wrapped in something.

Lin Luo cautiously used his spiritual power to investigate, but he was shocked by a domineering spiritual power, but fortunately he was not injured.

Spiritual power and spiritual power are different things, they can sense each other, but they do not restrain each other.

"Little monk, the leaf wrapping is the purple crown!"

Although it was discovered by the other party, Lin Luo still managed to find the purple crown.

Dusty Xin walked quickly to the blade, and there was still no expression on a white jade face.

"Donor, the thousand-year-old purple crown tree has its own consciousness, and it also knows that its weakness is here, so it has spent a lot of energy to protect its purple crown. Later, we may have to do it together, you interfere with mental power, and I attack directly, is it okay? ”

"No problem." Lin Luo nodded.

After resting for a while just now, Lin Luo's mental strength has recovered a little, and it is no problem to interfere.

Lin Luo's spiritual power turned into substance, like ice spikes suspended in front of him, about thirty.

"Whoosh!"

As Lin Luo moved, thirty spiritual powers like substantial ice picks went towards the two blades, resulting in a fierce collision.

The blades did not spread out directly, but they vibrated and hummed.

Chenxin followed closely behind, took off the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, and quickly sealed his hands.

The beads made of mahogany emitted a brilliant golden light, turning into a streamer of light and flying towards the leaves.

"Buzz!"

The leaves were attacked by the Buddha beads in the heart of the dust, and they made a buzzing sound, and they had already spread out, revealing a one-meter-sized purple crown inside, which was similar in shape to the shape of a rooster's comb.

At this moment, the trunks of the entire tree were trembling, and the purple vines that had originally rushed in the direction where Lin Luo and them were before also flew back quickly.

"Quick! Hit the purple crown, it already felt the pain. Lin Luo hurriedly said.

Dusty Xin didn't say much, his hands quickly sealed, and his spiritual power smashed heavily towards the purple crown as if he didn't want money.

It's just that the dust heart is born in the Golden Pill Realm, but compared with the purple crown tree that has been cultivated for thousands of years, there is still a big gap.

To say that the thousand-year-old purple-crowned tree is the companion tree of the Xuanniao is not to say that the Xuanniao has been cultivating for thousands of years like it, it is not that the tree and the bird have cultivated together.

In fact, it is the thousand-year-old purple-crowned tree that has been cultivated for thousands of years, and the Xuanniao flies to build a nest on its trunk, and the one that chooses the thousand-year-old purple-crowned tree has opened its spiritual wisdom.

This kind of companionship is different from the black flame snake and ambergris, they are really born at the same time.

The Purple Crown was attacked, and the thousand-year-old Purple Crown Tree had gone berserk, and it was bound to pay the price for those who hurt it, and countless purple vines attacked Dusty Heart and Lin Luo.

"Donor, what should I do?"

was dealt with by the concentrated firepower of the thousand-year-old purple crown tree, and the dust heart was a little unable to support it.

If it goes on like this, at most, it will be a stick of incense, and the dust heart will have to rest with it, and he will also consume too much spiritual power, and the thousand-year-old purple crown tree is really strong!

"It's all like this, what else can I do?"

The wind is tight, and it is!

Lin Luo stretched out his hand and tugged at the dust heart, and casually threw the white feather sword out.

Dusty heart also reacted, and his hands were sealed.

The two of them jumped onto the White Feather Sword and flew back in the direction they had just now.

Fortunately, the purple crown of the thousand-year-old purple crown tree was injured by the dust heart, and now it does not dare to chase it with purple vines, but surrounds its purple crown to protect itself.

Sure that there were no purple vines chasing after him, Lin Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When she breathed a sigh of relief, Lin Luo realized that she flew again, and this time it was much better than just now.

finally landed, Lin Luo is now worried about Lin Zimo, worried about whether there will be any problems with his body.

This child is usually too well protected, and now he comes out with her, and he doesn't bring anyone from the Lin family, she is worried that his life is in danger if he is poisoned.

Fortunately, Lin Zimo was lying on the ground humming and chirping, looking in good spirits, and Lin Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that Lin Zimo's handsome little face is now black, which is a manifestation of poisoning.

"Little monk, can you detoxify?" Lin Luo asked.

She really can't call out the senior brother or master, mainly because Chenxin's age is too young and too clean, and she is still a little monk.

Dusty Heart nodded, "Yes." ”

Although this poison is quite strong, it can't stop him.

After getting Chenxin's reply, Lin Luo got up and hugged the hairball to look at the wonderful words.

Not far away, Miao Yan and her junior sisters had also fainted.

Lin Zimo can still hum and chirp, that is, he didn't do it at all, he has been using it as a background board all the time, but he was entangled in purple vines and was poisoned.

But the disciples of the Hehuan Sect are different, they have been working all the time, and they have not rested much, and their bodies are much weaker.

Now that they have been poisoned, they are all unconscious.

Not to mention, now several coolly dressed women are lying on the ground unconsciously, their dresses are still slanted shoulders, and the right shoulder is completely exposed, and Lin Luo feels that his breathing is tight.

However, what attracted Lin Luo's attention the most was the wonderful words.

The words seemed to have been attacked, his pale face was tightly knit, and his pretty eyes were tightly closed, showing no sign of awakening.

A fiery red dress was submerged in the grass, and there were traces of intact skin on the arms and chest, with a little blood stains, but the waves were turbulent.

The beauty faints, and her appearance is extremely attractive, as if she can be picked by others.

Lin Luo swallowed his saliva, subconsciously looked down at his current five-short figure, and then thought of his dark face.

Damn, don't look at it!