Chapter 18: The Wind Spreads

Unlike before, this time the leaves fell extremely fast, and the green leaves fell off the big tree, instantly turning a strange red, and went straight towards the phoenix.

Huang lightly pulled his body for a few flashes, holding the candlestick brought out of the Cangyi Temple in his hand.

"--- Sonor"

"Qiang ---"

The candlestick collided with the red leaves, creating dazzling sparks.

Huang Qingwan was forced to fly backwards by the strong force of the leaves for more than ten meters before he stood firm.

The candlestick in his hand, after the blow just now, actually cracked a small gap in the middle.

Rely on it! This tree is really the rhythm of Nima's refinement!

The ginseng fruit tree didn't give her half a moment to react, and more leaves fell from the branches, all of which were pulled towards the phoenix.

"Rely on it! Didn't you just take a nap for a while, as for being so stingy!"

Huang lightly dodged again and again, and every leaf, like a sharp dagger, grazed past her.

The dark red eyes condensed, girl, isn't it just a tree, relying on it, she can't handle it lightly?

Jun frowned slightly, his figure flashed, like lightning, and before the ginseng fruit tree launched the next round of attacks, Huang Qingtu quickly dodged to the root of the tree, clenched the candlestick in his hand, and without the slightest hesitation, he fiercely inserted it into the thick bark.

"Whoa---" Suddenly the wind was everywhere, but it sounded like it was coming from the body of a ginseng fruit tree.

"Poof--- A huge blood flower emerged from under the root of the tree and sprayed the phoenix lightly.

Countless leaves fell off the branches and fell rapidly.

Huang Qingwan did not hesitate for a moment, clenched the candlestick in his hand, his figure flashed quickly, and circled around the ginseng fruit tree.

Everything was completed in half a second, and then, the direction of the candlestick in his hand quickly turned, hooked upward, and the phoenix gently turned in the opposite direction.

Another half second---

"Wow---" The ginseng fruit tree screamed again and again.

Huang lightly stretched his hand and probed, and in his hand, he was already holding a whole circle of bark!

As the saying goes, a tree lives with a skin, and a tree that has been stripped of its skin is like an animal without a heart, and it is a dead end!

Although Huang Qingwan was holding the mentality of trying desperately, it was obvious that she had won.

The leaves that fell above her head burned to ashes the moment she peeled off a ring of skin from the ginseng tree.

Huang Qing looked coldly, put away the bark she peeled off, and under the bark of the ginseng fruit tree, it turned out to be flesh and blood!

There are tendons, flesh, and blood!

The flesh and blood of the ginseng fruit tree were still beating, as if they were about to break through the confinement.

"Boom ---"

The ginseng fruit on the ginseng fruit tree cried in unison at the moment when the phoenix gently peeled off the bark.

A miserable cry of a baby, and the scalp of the listener is numb.

"Knock ---"

A few ginseng fruits fell from the branches, and the phoenix looked towards the place where they had fallen.

Rely on it! As soon as the ginseng fruit touched the ground, it disappeared!

Nima's pit daddy! Is this a live stage of Journey to the West?

"Knock ---"

In the blink of an eye, a few more ginseng fruits fell.

Like the ones that had just fallen, they had just touched the ground and vanished.

"Boom ---"

The baby's cry did not stop, and the ginseng fruit continued to fall.

Huang squinted lightly, and the first ones to fall off were all closed, followed by half-closed and half-open eyes.

Only the ginseng fruit that opened its eyes was still hanging on the tree.