"Looks like you're an impostor. The black bat first took us captive and now forced us into the land. This is a forbidden land of ten thousand Gu, and the danger in it is even worse than that of the Demon Domain Maze. Look at the bubbling rotten water, but the drips are poisonous. The grass demon pointed to the swamp, his face pale and pale.

There is no road ahead, and there is no life in retreat.

He walked forward to drown in this swamp, and backwards was to hike for days, dying of hunger and thirst in the desert. There was no way to heaven and earth, which made him impatient.

More than a dozen black bats, in the grass demon's violent whiskers, brought a withered wood out of nowhere, put it lightly in front of Shen Moli, and flew into the air again. No matter how much the black bats flew, they didn't even enter the sky above the swamp.

Shen Moli picked up a stone at random from his feet and threw it into the swamp. Before the hard stone sank to the bottom, it quickly turned into ash and melted into the swamp.

Looking at this, the grass demon has no hope of life. He looked around for a place with green grass and trees.

I didn't look at it or don't worry about it, and when I saw the grass demon, it was even more chilly. Around the Ten Thousand Gu Forbidden Land, there is no mention that there is a fragrant grass, with dead branches everywhere and dry bones everywhere, which makes this place even more dangerous.

Shen Moli gently picked a piece of bark from the wood and threw it into the lake. The bark of the tree, which seemed to be withered, floated on the swamp leisurely, and there was no trace of decay after half an hour.

If he found something new, the Grass Demon jumped up with joy, and he was so happy that he barely jumped up and said, "The Demon Beast Covenanter is really powerful, and such mysteries can be discovered." ”

In the excitement, the grass demon forgot all about his previous suspicions about Shen Moli.

Looking at the grass demon who was dancing excitedly on the side, Shen Moli shook his head lightly. This kind of heartless and lungless way of living is not bad in the bloody rain of troubled times. At the very least, you can forget the pain that comes with it at any time.

"Don't be too happy, this log can float on the swamp, but it can't take us through the swamp. Mojia looked at the forgetful grass demon and said.

The wood is round and slippery, and it is difficult to ensure that every part of the body is not splashed by bubbling rotten water, even if the three of them sit alone on the wood. The swamp of the Ten Thousand Gu Forbidden Land stretches for hundreds of miles, and if there are waves on the way, the probability of rotten water splashing will be magnified by 10,000 times.

"It's not easy, there are dead trees all over the shore, and if we cut down a few more and make a light boat, everything will be fine. The grass demon didn't care.

He came to a dead tree, picked off the bark according to Shen Moli's example, and threw it into the swamp. But before he could blink an eye, the bark was so corroded by rotten water that there were no chips left.

"This ...... This one can't work, but it's not like there's another one. There are many kinds of dead trees here, and there are always a few that are used to make boats. The grass demon smiled awkwardly, and then took the bark from the other dead branches, and threw them into the swamp.

However, I repeated it twenty or thirty times, but I didn't see the bark floating on the swamp.

"This wood doesn't come from a tree. Shen Moli looked at the wood given by the black bat and said.

"The wood doesn't just break off the tree, even if it leaves the tree, it's still part of the tree. Contractor, your joke is too cold, it's really not funny. Without thinking, the grass demon directly denied Shen Moli's words.

"The wood grew out of the stone. Shen Moli said in the direction in which the black bat flew away and returned.

Hearing what Shen Moli said, the two demons took advantage of the situation to look in the direction where the black bat flew. On a slender rock, uneven logs of various sizes grew. It's just that the wood on the stone is mostly the thickness of a finger, and it is no longer as thick as the one brought back by the black bat.

Looking at it again, the black bats returned with some tiny branches. If the branches fall to the ground in the rain.

"Unfortunately, there is no thick wood left. This small branch, inherit an ant across the swamp Xing permission, inherit us, then ......" The grass demon picked up a wooden branch and said helplessly.

"It's to bear them. Shen Moli looked at the black bat road with wooden branches back and forth.

In the void of this Ten Thousand Gu Forbidden Land, there must be an unknown sinister. Otherwise, the black bats flew directly over the swamp with them, and there was no need to go to great lengths to prepare branches and trees that looked like chicken ribs.

"Grass Demon, I heard that plants and trees take root, and they can fix all things. If I cut this wood into thin slices, you might connect it with roots?" Shen Moli thought as he looked at the wood.

"If you don't get into that rotten water, the connection will not be a problem. The Grass Demon said disapprovingly.

"Good. Shen Moli pulled out the Puchen sword from his waist and slashed at the wood.

During the slash, the light of the sword was extinguished, and a muffled voice came from the sword: "Stop! Stop! How can you use a sword to kill chickens, but how to use a sword to cut down trees?"

The two demons looked at the divine sword that flashed with cold light and the sword spirit wailed, and they danced back and forth in Shen Moli's hands like this, slashing the wood, and were instantly silent.

The two of them meditated: The Warcraft Contractor is really domineering! Others use swords, and they have to rub ten times a day in Su Ri. They had never seen anyone so unsparing their swords and slashing them like a stabber. And this sword that has become a wood-splitting knife is still a sword sword that has been born than the heavenly sword.

The sword, which was as sharp as clay, swung between the woods, but in a matter of moments, the thick wood was cut to the thickness of a piece of paper.

Ignoring the indignant howl of the sword spirit, Shen Moli put the Puchen sword into the scabbard, picked up the wooden chips, and spread them out one by one. While laying the shop, he said to the stunned two, "Grass Demon, you are responsible for connecting these wood chips with roots. Mojia, you spread this piece of wood with me, and spread it into the form of a wooden boat. ”

The two of them came back to their senses, and only then did they clarify Shen Moli's purpose of cutting wood with a sword.

The corners of the Grass Demon's mouth trembled, he just said casually, but he didn't expect that Shen Moli really wanted him to use the rooting technique to connect these wood chips into a wooden boat. The rooting technique is the method of entry to the grass demon's lineage, and any grass demon can do the technique, and it can be captured.

Just looking at the vast swamp, and then looking at this thin piece of wood, the suspicion in the grass demon's heart was monstrous. Rooting is to connect every object with the blood veins in his body.

This piece of wood is light and thin, and the grass demon is not sure that the wood chip cannot penetrate the rotten water. If he floats in the swamp, the rotten water soaks the wood chips, but it penetrates directly into his veins.

But as soon as the words were spoken, the grass demon was reluctant to brush his face, and retracted the words that he had no heart to answer. He approached slowly, sacrificed his demonic energy, and slowly connected the thin pieces of wood together with a rooting technique.

After connecting several pieces, he finally couldn't help but ask: "The magic land has changed greatly, and the path pointed by this black bat does not know whether it is right or wrong." Why don't we retreat and go back to the desert? Although neither I nor Mojia can fly in the air, but if we walk slowly, we can always get out of the desert. If you're in a hurry, why don't you wait for me and go find the monster first?"

"No, just go from here. Shen Moli pointed to the swamp and said resolutely. With that, he hurriedly leaned over and lined up the whole piece of wood.

The Grass Demon glanced at Shen Moli, who was anxiously and quickly placed the last armor of the wood chips, and didn't dare to say anything more. He condensed the demonic qi again, converging the thin wood that seemed to be torn apart.

Unlike the Grass Demon, the last armor that was cautiously placed in the position of a wood chip was full of admiration for Shen Moli's swordsmanship.