The white bone pit was sunken down, and Lu Yun's foot did not fall, but stepped on the air.

Someone found a thin line under Lu Yun's feet.

The slender silver filaments are difficult to distinguish in the air, and occasionally there are flashes of light before you can see one or two.

Lu Yun, who stepped on a thousand silks, observed the white bone pit below.

This is the grave of the Houtu tribe, and it is also their final destination.

In the seemingly calm pit, there is actually a hidden mystery.

"Senior Sister Lu, but what did you find?"

Miao Ruolong stepped on Lu Yun's appearance, and the two looked down side by side.

The dress is fluttering, and the two "women" with beautiful faces look so beautiful in this environment.

As soon as Miao Ruolong, who was dressed as a woman, finished speaking, she saw Lu Yun quickly make a move, holding his waist, and the two of them raised their bodies.

Thousands of threads spread out in the cave, allowing Lu Yun to borrow power everywhere.

At the moment of ascent, a thick root appeared under their feet.

The roots of the tree, the size of a forearm, were the purplish red color of the engorged, and the rough surface was covered with pustules that were agitating and ready to burst at any moment.

"Here we are."

Datu whispered, looking at the root of the tree with hatred in his eyes.

Hatred ignited the body, and the surrounding soil began to squeeze, and a whip flicked over, slamming into the roots of the tree in the air.

The two forces belong to the dissolution of the earth.

The root of the tree left behind was undiminished, and it caught Lu Yun and the others who were still in the air.

"Go."

Miao Ruolong sighed lightly, and his voice returned to the clarity of a man.

Fingers pinched, and brown bamboo pieces shot out of his hands.

Those bamboo pieces exude an ancient aura, this is a spiritual artifact, and it has a long history and strong strength.

In front of Miao Ruolong, spread out a book.

Those bamboo pieces belong to one of them.

Under Miao Ruolong's control, the book was reduced to a sharp blade, cutting the roots of the tree.

With the blessing of the top-level spiritual weapon, the roots of the tree were cut off, and viscous blood flowed.

At this moment, all the people in the dead wood forest heard a strange shout.

It wasn't pain, it was anger.

The dryad was enraged by a few small bugs.

The white bones below were crushed in an instant, and the clansmen could not rest in peace after death, and the painful heart of the great earth was dripping blood, and he gritted his teeth and attacked.

But the tree demon has long figured out the strength of Datu, and he didn't let the Houtu people turn over back then, so he naturally won't let Datu succeed at this moment.

Above the road, sand and gravel are rolling down.

The sides were cracked, and the dust was wafting off, and the cave was about to collapse.

There is no soil to feed the earth, and the slightest movement can bury people alive here.

Datu was forced to retreat and use his own strength to prop up the safety of the road.

As soon as they saw the face, they hadn't been able to see the true face of the dryad, and they seemed to be a little stretched thin.

"Let's do it."

Liu Ru said crisply, she didn't say a word, jumped onto the silk thread, and launched an attack on the root of the tree that had reappeared below.

These roots should be part of the dryad's body, and if you can't see the other party's true body, then cut off these roots, and there will always be a time to finish cutting them.

Under the rough and straightforward action, the sword light was shining on the white bone pit.

Lu Yun hooked his hand, wrapped a thousand threads around a few white bones, and sent them to the front of Datu.

These are the few she rescued when the pit of bones was engulfed.

She didn't look at Datu's grateful and trembling expression, and a silk thread hooked Han Jiangxue and sent it into the pit below.

The sword intent that belonged to the cold river snow caused the cave to cool down in an instant.

In this extreme cold, there is a sword, Miao Miao is like spring water, releasing the ultimate gentleness, and where it passes, it is like all things are born.

It was the natal sword that belonged to Song Xiao, and the sword name was Sanchunshui.

It is a sword that bestows mercy on the enemy, and those who die under this sword will not feel any pain.

The two worked together to cut off all the roots of the most ferocious dances.

With the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect opening the way in front, the rest of the sect disciples used their hands and feet with peace of mind.

There is no foothold in the cave.

But every time they take a step, they can feel the presence of silk threads under their feet.

Lu Yun stood at the top, gaining insight into the overall situation, and at the same time, he was still cooperating with the actions of his disciples.

"It's worthy of Senior Sister Lu."

Some people in Linlang Pavilion were amazed, and then generously took out many spiritual weapons and began to bless everyone.

The disciple of the Divine Doctor Valley threw down a bunch of highly toxic medicines, and helped his injured companion heal by the way.

This is not the first time that the Nine Sects have cooperated.

But this time, under the leadership of Lu Yun, they played heartily, without worrying about their backs or feet.

All the worries, Senior Sister Lu is paving the way for them.

They just have to play their best role.

Under Lu Yun's command, the roots of the trees in the pit did not cause them any damage.

However, the roots of the tree seem to be endless, and they can't be cut down endlessly.

I don't know when Lu Yun had stopped his sword, jumped down a few steps, and looked at the abyss-like pit below with a calm expression.

With just one glance, you can also detect the cold and blood in the ground.

It's dangerous.

I can't say it's where the dryad's lair is.

It was so tempting, tempting her to come closer.

"What did you find?"

Song Xiao came to Lu Yun's side, swung a sword to clean up the roots of the trees around the two of them and asked.

In the dark eyes, emotions crossed, too fast to capture.

Song Xiao's attitude was very cold.

If he could, he didn't want to cooperate with Lu Yun, but in this kind of place, if he didn't cooperate, he would suffer, not to mention that their position was already the same.

"Go down."

Lu Yun pointed down.

"It's a bit weird here."

Don't look at the dryad's attack so ferociously, but apart from those roots, I don't see any other means.

Is it to underestimate them, or is the other party only able to use this method for the time being?

Lu Yun was thinking about this.

But if you want to find the answer, you can only go down.

"You, those who are afraid of death can leave now, and those who are willing to follow me will follow."

After she raised her voice and said this, she didn't care about everyone's surprised expressions.

Take out the clumsiness, raise it high, and throw it down again.

The black heavy sword, carrying the power of destroying the withering and decaying, fell into the darkness below, and the blue flames swirling on the sword body were like meteors falling in the night sky, pulling out magnificent traces.

The fireworks lit in the dark night are so brilliant and colorful.

Lu Yun hooked her lips, raised the tails of her eyes, and jumped down, the wind raised by Tsing Yi was loud and enthusiastic.

Song Xiao's pupils narrowed for a moment, and her eyes were a little hesitant.

Liu Ru, who was on the side, followed without hesitation.

There are two if there is one.

The disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect did not flinch, and those people in the Divine Medicine Valley jumped down like dumplings.

"Ah Yun, wait for us."

The cheerful voices of the twins followed, and one after another the light tore through the sticky black below, and a terrifying and huge shadow surged below, revealing his true body.

It was the Dryad's body, and it was even more terrifying than they had guessed.

"Oh my God!"

Someone exclaimed.

It's the two disciples of Bodhi Cave.

The two looked at each other, as if they had reached a decision, gritted their teeth, and followed.

"Senior Brother Song?" A few people behind Song Xiao asked.

"Let's go."

He replied coldly, letting himself fall.

Where he Lu Yun dares to go, what can't he go to Song Xiao. (End of chapter)