At the moment when Han Baiyi entered the fairy town, the fake royal son also found a problem, and raised the bell in his hand to look at the sky in a daze.

Although the sky was already cloudy on the Torii mountain road, it was different from the clear night sky.

A bright full moon hangs high in the middle of the night sky, reflecting a faint glow.

Under his feet, there was already an endless wave of clouds.

"Ninja!"

The fake prince shouted, but before he could move, the mysterious bell in his hand had already broken and scattered on the ground like decay.

Pieces of rusty copper fell into the tumbling clouds, and disappeared.

At the moment when the bell shattered, Han Baiyi keenly sensed the spiritual changes in the clouds, and pulled the rope to pull the fake Yuzi to his side.

With just one pull and a pull, a white trunk rose from the place where the fake Miko was originally standing, and a branch stretched unscrupulously in all directions, and the two thickest branches formed the shape of an arm on both sides, and a crooked and twisted old face was engraved in the center of the trunk.

He is on crutches in his hand.

Seeing the old tree spirit in front of him, Han Baiyi did not step forward immediately, but cautiously opened his spiritual eyes and observed the surrounding environment.

The spiritual sense he had cultivated through countless battles and battles instinctively made him feel as if something was wrong.

Sure enough, the moment the spiritual eyes opened, Han Baiyi saw that the flowing spiritual machines were centered on the boundless giant tree in the distance, constantly spreading out, and entwined under the protection of the clouds and waves to his feet, forming one after another condensed spirit bodies.

The fake Yuzi also seemed to have discovered something, and leaned against Han Baiyi with a nervous face.

Puff puff puff.

With a few strange sounds, one after another white-skinned old tree spirits came out of the clouds, all of them looking half-dead, slowly approaching the direction of the two with crutches.

But Han Baiyi didn't pay attention to too much, the attack method of this tree spirit is very simple, there are only a few kinds of poison spitting and scratching people, the attack range is small, and the only problem is that there are too many of them.

And because their movement speed was very slow, Han Baiyi immediately shifted his position away from the old tree spirit, and then set his eyes on the huge tree in the distance.

That's where all the inspiration comes from.

"Shinobi...... Ninja. ”

The fake royal son's voice with a trilling voice sounded from behind him, and Han Baiyi took the time to look at her, and saw that the fake royal son looked in the direction of the group of tree spirits with pity on his face.

Han Baiyi withdrew his tears, and the crimson blade faintly reflected a faint red glow under the clear glow of the eternal moonlight.

"What's wrong?"

"The Tree People...... No, it's those silt. ”

"Their souls are weeping."

Han Baiyi was startled, but immediately calmed down.

It seems that not only the king of fish, but even the family members who serve the cherry dragon in the fairy land are all the embodiment of silt and beauty.

However, according to the fish king, the cherry dragon here seems to be a fake?

Thinking of what happened to him the moment he entered the Immortal Township, Han Baiyi quickly accepted this statement.

Because judging from the game, the cherry dragon in the fairy land does not have such magical abilities.

Even, it's surprisingly weak.

Crunch

With a cracking sound on the ground, a thick knotted dead wood suddenly emerged from the heavy clouds, and the entwined dead wood seemed to grow rapidly at a speed of hundreds of thousands of times, twisting and climbing in mid-air.

In just a few seconds, it has turned into a towering giant tree.

Han Baiyi could see in his spiritual eyes that this towering giant tree was nourished by spiritual power and grew rapidly, but in the end, it was completely dry and had no branches and leaves.

The sudden appearance of this towering giant tree was actually nothing more than a small branch of the giant cherry tree in the distance.

However, even this small root system is more than ten meters tall.

If it weren't for Han Baiyi and the two of them hiding far away, I am afraid that they would be directly pushed into the sky at this time.

With the growth of this root system, one by one the white-barked old tree spirits also began to emerge, not to mention the large number, each tree spirit also divided a few black afterimages, and the dense hideous tree spirits approached Han Baiyi and the two at the fastest speed, and then opened their big mouths, and began to spit out poisonous gas.

I don't know how many years they haven't brushed their teeth, and this breath is green when they breathe out!

Han Baiyi picked up the fake royal son on his back and retreated first, and then a flying claw flew up along the huge protruding tree root, twisted along the inertia, and landed on the top of the white-barked old tree spirit's head in an arc.

The whole body was entangled by thunder, and the muscles of the whole body were tensed under the stimulation of the white thunder, and the tear worship blade trembled highly, and a continuous buzzing sound like a fan sounded in his ears.

Crunch

The white-skinned old tree spirit raised his head slowly, as if he hadn't realized what was happening above his head, a red thunderbolt smashed down in an instant, and the sword light swept along the spiritual machine, and even the fake royal son holding his neck was swept away, and the two snowy little feet followed the arc of the knife light in mid-air.

The eyes are also spinning in circles.

Slightly dizzy.

With just one knife sweep down, many tree spirits under the tree were cut off by the waist, and smashed into the sea of clouds with a dull thud, dissipating into smoke.

Faintly, a long wail could be heard in mid-air.

Probably relief, right?

However, these tree spirits were only a very small part of the fake cherry dragon clan, and the remaining tree spirits still came out of the sea of clouds with that strange pop and snort, and then surrounded them like their predecessors, spitting green poisonous gas.

Han Baiyi took on the responsibility of a wolf's world public health safety ambassador, with a knife in his hand, a knife in his hand, waving red tears of worship from Xianxiang North Road to Xianxiang South Road, all the way to the past, leaving a deep mark in the sea of clouds.

And as the number of tree spirits he killed increased, the roots of the cherry tree that extended from under the clouds also continued to grow, wither, grow, and wither as the positions of the two changed, constantly changing their positions like whack-a-mole, and trailing all the way.

The souls of countless white-bark tree spirits who were killed by Han Baiyi turned into spiritual fragments, which were absorbed by this root system that constantly followed them and turned into nourishment.

The fake Miko, who could see the soul, sensed the problem, got up from Han Baiyi's back, and stared at the roots of the tree behind the two of them.

Han Baiyi noticed the fake royal son's movements, slashed down the surrounding circle of tree spirits with a knife, and turned around and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"No...... I don't know the specifics. Just ......"

The fake Miko looked at the roots of the tree for a while, and then looked at the withered giant tree in the distance, and said in a hesitant tone,

"Tokozakura no Ki, it doesn't seem to be with Sakurayu."

Before the two could finish communicating, they heard a very dull and violent roar in the eternal night sky above their heads, rumbling like muffled thunder, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

The roar was followed by a golden bolt of lightning falling from the sky.

The golden thunder like a long sword falling fell on the withered Chang Sakura no Ki, and suddenly set off layers of clouds and mist, and a violent shock wave spread out for dozens of meters with Chang Sakura no Ki as the center, and the tumbling cloud waves suddenly srumbled like boiling water and thick porridge, and there was a gurgling sound in the ears.

In just a short moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to be enveloped by an incomparably rich vitality.

After the thunder dissipated in front of him, the body of a giant dragon about 100 meters long coiled around the cherry blossom tree that was suddenly full of brilliant blooms.

I saw that it was long and small, most of its body was used to wrap around the cherry trees, a slender arm extended from the right side, the dragon claw held a pale green 'seven knives', and there was a hideous wound on the left side of its body, which should have been its left claw.

That place is probably the scar left by the people of Xianfeng for it, right?

Han Baiyi first glanced at its left side twice, and then focused his attention on its knife again.

The seven knives are not seven knives, but a single one, and because the long knife has seven corner blades extending from the left and right on the straight edge, it is named 'seven branches'.

This knife is a national treasure supplied to Yingzhou in Goryeo.

It's just that somehow it fell into the hands of Sakura Dragon.

It's getting so spicy!

Han Baiyi's eyes locked tightly on the fake cherry dragon in front of him, and whispered to the fake royal son behind him:

"Hold on, you're going to go."

I don't know when the fake Miko, who was turned into an explosive head by white thunder, nodded his little head hard, and wrapped the rope between the two of them tighter.

"Hmm."