"Flower Spirit Root?"

Yun Que was surprised by the news Zhou Yuanliang said.

Mu Qingyao actually has an alien spirit root!

Moreover, it is an extremely rare grass and tree spirit root among the alien spirit roots, which is called the flower spirit root.

Hua Linggen has a natural keen perception of the aura of flowers and plants, and can easily track the whereabouts of Linghua Lingcao in dangerous places, and he is also outstanding in taking pills.

For the same pill, the medicinal effect of taking one pill of Hua Linggen is equivalent to others eating two or three pills or even more!

After all, most of the materials for alchemy are all kinds of spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses, which have a natural blessing effect on the flower spiritual root.

Alien spirit roots are not unheard of in the cultivation world.

For example, the Lei Linggen disciples who have just joined the Sword Palace are a type of alien spirit root, and many sects will more or less have several disciples of alien spirit roots.

But the flower spirit root is definitely rare.

It is equivalent to the strongest tracking weapon, which can be called a spiritual material harvester!

No wonder Zhou Yuanliang once swore that this trip to Wushan would definitely be a lot of gains, and it turned out that Hua Linggen led the team.

After learning about Mu Qingyao's alien spirit root, Yun Que's heart sank suddenly.

He glanced at Luo Xiaoyu, who was busy cutting the bark, and then at Mu Qingyao, who was standing in the distance with a flying sword hanging behind him.

At this moment, Yun Que felt that his scalp began to tingle!

A great sense of crisis rose in his heart.

Luo Xiaoyu's physique is disgusted by vines, and Mu Qingyao is very likely to be coveted by vines!

Otherwise, when Mu Qingyao led the team to climb the mountain, why did the vines drag her into the ground, and she was trapped in the belly of the mountain at any cost.

Diametrically opposed to Luo Xiaoyu, the strange vines of the Foggy Mountains are eager to devour Mu Qingyao!

In other words, the vines want to devour the flower spirit root!

Yun Que suddenly rushed out, took a few steps in front of Mu Qingyao, grabbed her arm and retreated sharply.

Mu Qingyao wanted to shake off Yun Que's hand, so many people watched, what kind of system, when she saw the other party's solemn expression, she immediately knew that the situation was serious, and cooperated to retreat.

Needless to explain, the two of them have a heartache at this moment.

As soon as he withdrew from the outside of Zhangxu, the soil and rocks in place suddenly cracked, and a large cloud of emerald green vines gushed out from the ground!

The sudden rush of vines blew a wave of air, blowing away the dense fog around them.

Then, in front of people, this emerald green vine intertwined with each other to form a green tree more than three feet high!

The canopy of the trees is lush and green, like a large umbrella, covering a large open space.

The trunk of the tree has two people hugging.

Straw-like rhizomes extend from the bark and connect to human or beast-like corpses, twisting and wriggling.

Those are its prey,

It's like flying insects on spider webs, some of them only have a skin sac left, and some still have a little flesh left, which makes people feel sick to see.

Airplanes......

All the leaves on the green tree trembled at the same time, making a strange sound like a howling wind, which made people's eardrums hurt when they heard it.

Wu Dachuan directly covered his head, and his puppy Wangcai also held his head and trembled.

Although Zhou Yuanliang and Luo Xiaoyu were still standing, their legs and stomachs trembled, and their faces were as pale as paper.

It was the feeling of oppression that came from a powerful beast.

Deterrence from predators.

Demon Clan Coercion!

"Dryad ......"

Yun Que whispered in a deep voice, his pupils like needles.

He guessed right.

There is indeed a powerful grass and wood spirit in the Foggy Mountains, and all the heavenly and earthly treasures are the bait of the Dryad, trapping and killing the monks and monsters who are attracted to it!

"At least to the extent of the third degree." Mu Qingyao said very solemnly.

In addition to the Qi Refining Realm, which only corresponds to the first-level demon beasts, the front, middle and back three small realms of the Foundation Building Realm correspond to the second, third, and fourth-level demon beasts respectively.

Although the dryad belongs to the spirit of the grass and trees, it is also suitable for the demon rank.

The threat of a third-level dryad is equivalent to that of a monk in the middle stage of foundation building!

Only Mu Qingyao was the highest cultivator present, but he was still in the Qi Refining Realm, and in the face of the Tree Demon who had reached the third level, even if they tried hard, they had no chance of winning.

Mu Qingyao quickly glanced at the more than ten trees left around, and urged the sword to take off and said decisively:

"You save people, I'll drag the dryad."

At this time, there is no need for Luo Xiaoyu to cut down the tree alone, the dryad has awakened, and there is no need to worry about being discovered.

Yun Que did not let go, and continued to pull Mu Qingyao to retreat in one direction.

"Lead it away."

Yun Que only said three words, and Mu Qingyao immediately understood.

She also guessed that the dryad's target was herself, and followed Yun Que to the bottom of the mountain.

really

The two of them fled, and the tree demon ignored Zhou Yuanliangwu Dachuan and a few people, turned over the soil and rocks, and dragged the prey in one place to chase down.

Only a deep trench was left in the ground.

Waiting for the dryad to disappear into the fog in the distance, Zhou Yuanliang and the others woke up like a dream.

"Let's run for our lives!" Wu Dachuan was shocked.

"Save people first, let's do it together!" Zhou Yuanliang was quite calm, and hurriedly began to cut down trees to save people.

The dryad was lured away, and the others had no scruples about cutting down the trees, and there would be no vines to attack for a while.

One by one, the strange trees were cut down, and the disciples of the Southern Courtyard wrapped inside appeared one after another, most of them were female disciples, most of them were still alive, and a few of them lost their breath.

Those who died were disciples with lower cultivation levels, and they didn't make it to the end.

Zhou Yuanliang squatted next to a corpse and slowly closed the corpse's eyes.

It was a young female disciple, with green eyebrows and some baby fat on her face, and she looked very cute, but she had lost any life.

At this moment, Zhou Yuanliang's face could not see the slightest wave, and it was terrifyingly gloomy.

He pinched his phalanges and slammed them to the ground.

The corpse in front of him is the most lively junior sister in the South Courtyard, Zhou Yuanliang likes to flirt with a few words when he has nothing to do, and then the other party will run away shyly.

Now, that shy junior sister can't come back.

Heaven and man are separated.

"It's cold on the mountain, senior brother will take you home."

Zhou Yuanliang picked up the cold corpse and walked down the mountain, his back was gloomy, and a group of surviving disciples of the Southern Courtyard supported each other and followed behind.

During this trip to the Foggy Mountains, the South Hospital suffered heavy casualties.

On the other side of the mountain.

Yun Que and Mu Qingyao sometimes run, sometimes sword, and the speed is very fast.

Behind the two, the dryad chased closely, and the distance kept narrowing.

Although this dryad has no hands or feet, it can move at an incredible speed, and it is about to catch up!

At this time, we were passing through a flat area with a rock on the ground.

Yun Que and Mu Qingyao suddenly turned sharply and bypassed the rocks.

The chasing dryad didn't have time to turn and rushed straight over the rocks.

With a crisp click, the roots of the dryad were cut into deep grooves by the nine flying swords that had been left here in advance, and green juice burst all over the ground.

Due to the speed of the dragon, all nine flying swords were embedded in the dryad.

Squeak out!

The dryad was in pain, twisting its body indiscriminately, trying to throw the flying sword out.

With so many sharp blades in it, it certainly won't be comfortable.

Now is the time!

Yun Que and Mu Qingyao turned defense into offense and attacked together.

Mu Qingyao's Flower Spirit Sword turned into a dazzling sword light, instantly cutting out more than a dozen gaps in the canopy, and a large number of branches fell.

Yun Que directly took out the magic weapon Snake Sword, rushed to the front and slashed the trunk of the tree, chopping the bark and vine leaves flying all over the sky.

Now was not the time to keep their hands, both of them used all their strength, using the power of the trap to wreak havoc on the dryad.

Yun Que took the opportunity to cut down a lot of corpses that were eaten by the dryads.

The corpses had one thing in common, a black stone the size of a pebble's egg was present in one of the parts.

Similar to the one Zhou Yuanliang rummaged through, there were more than 20 pieces.

The stone is the prey of the dryad, and I don't know how many years it has been condensed, and it must be worth a lot.

As soon as the stones were put away, a gust of wind suddenly appeared, blowing Yun Que and Mu Qingyao back and forth.

By the time the two of them stood firm, the dryad in front of them had already changed form.

From the original tree shape, it gradually twists and wriggles into the shape of a giant hand!

At the same time, a dull roar sounded from the direction of the top of the mountain, and a terrifying shadow broke through the dense fog and appeared in front of Yun Que and Mu Qingyao.

It was a giant tree ten feet high, with lantern-sized eyes protruding from its trunk, cracked bark forming an eerie maw, and a verdant canopy covering half of the foggy mountains.

The true essence of the Dryad!

It turns out that the so-called dryad before was just one hand of someone!