Chapter 25: Cannibal Flower Sea [2]
Just when she thought she could continue to fight like this, the ground full of ashes quickly grew new branches and leaves, growing and blooming in the shortest possible time.
Zhuge Canglan frowned, what should I do if this continues?
The plain-clothed god Hou picked up Zhuge Canglan and threw her to the young man, "I'll try ......"
One trick is 3,000 weak water, like Bai Suzhen's water flooding the golden mountain, submerging all the two-meter-high man-eating flowers, and then the water surface turns into ice inch by inch, freezing the cannibal flowers in it.
Before they could breathe a sigh of relief.
I just heard, bang, bangβ
As if in an echo, I kept remembering that those man-eating flowers had actually broken through the ice, and not only that, but they were even more ferocious than just now.
The three of them quickly dodged after the ice slag fell, and before they knew it, they had completely fallen into the belly of the sea of flowers, and if they were not careful, they would make flower fertilizer.
Countless giant man-eating flowers that were entwined together writhed their stems and bit down fiercely at them.
With a hiss, Zhuge Canglan's sleeves were bitten by the cannibal flower carelessly, and most of the sleeves were torn off.
The young man said while hiding: "It's useless, these flowers won't die, it's useless to burn and flood the sword and chop it, their roots are well developed, and new ones will grow soon." β
Zhuge Canglan had an idea, the root system?
She said loudly: "If you want to go out of these, you can only uproot them, and see how they grow without roots." β
"How?" The plain-clothed Shenhou and the boy spoke in unison.
Zhuge Canglan asked the young man: "Are you the earth spirit root?" β
The boy nodded.
"Will it be a spell like moving mountains and seas?"
"Will ......"
"Let's do this, I cast a spell to burn the cannibal flowers, and when they grow money, the plain clothes will immediately release water to freeze the ground, and then you will move the land under your feet...... Or pack it up. Zhuge Canglan glanced at the bag hanging from his belt.
The boy's eyes widened, "Is that okay?" β
"If it doesn't work, it's okay, I'll start, and you two will prepare immediately."
Zhuge Canglan's face was awe-inspiring, and his immature face was full of solemnity, like a queen on the throne who commanded the ministers.
The sea of cannibal flowers is too big, and Zhuge Canglan's spiritual power is limited, and he can't burn all the flowers at once, so he can only come one by one.
What Zhuge Canglan said is very simple, but it is difficult to do.
It all depends on the cooperation of the three people, if one link can't keep up, you have to start again, and the danger of starting again will be exacerbated several times.
After running in for a while, the cooperation became more and more tacit.
When the spiritual power was about to be exhausted halfway, the Suyi Shenhou had the best elixir to replenish the spiritual power on his body, and he would immediately inject the elixir into the two of them.
The sunset on the horizon was infinitely better, and the whole earth was shrouded in the afterglow of the veins, and three people lay on their backs on the potholed earth.
The young man wiped the beads of sweat off his face: "So that's okay?" The ugly girl didn't expect you to be ugly, but your brain is so good. β
The place where the piranha flower was originally planted is now a huge sinkhole.
Such a huge project, the three of them completed it like this, it is indeed a bit incredible.
Among the three, the weakest spiritual power is Zhuge Canglan, who is the most tired.
His complexion was pale, his body and face were covered with dirt, and he was even more embarrassed than when he first woke up and crawled out of the scorched earth.
The plain-clothed Shenhou is the most powerful, and there is no dust on his body, only his hair is slightly messy.
The young man glanced at Zhuge Canglan again and asked, "Hey, ugly girl, what's your name?" β
"You speak first."
"My name is ...... Chinese parasol tree. β
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