Hearing Shen Moli say this, the Demon Sand Tree was stunned for a while: "Little Doll, do you know how many dangerous monsters are hidden in the Sand Domain? If my Demon Sand Flower disperses, the aura on your body will soon be discovered by the demons." ”

Knowing that the Demon Sand Tree was a matter of concern to him, Shen Moli said patiently: "Elder Shu, your kindness Mo Li knows, it's just that the fragrance of the Demon Sand Flower is too strong, and while it can confuse the monsters, it will also attract the pursuit of that concentration." Monster and him, presumably the tree elder knows better than me which is stronger and which is weaker. ”

Shen Moli's analysis made the Demon Sand Tree stunned and suddenly sorted out the power. He swayed, and all the petals that bloomed on the branches were shaken off the branches and scattered in all directions.

With appreciation, the magic sand tree smiled: "I was negligent about this, or you little doll is thoughtful." Now I have scattered the flowers, and the bastard mist has chased here, and it will be difficult to find us. ”

The Demon Sand Tree gritted his teeth when he said it, if words can kill people, the Magic Sand Tree must come at this time

"There is Lao Shulao, this place should not stay for a long time, I should wait and leave first. Shen Mo Li said, one turned around and sacrificed spiritual power and rushed in other directions.

When they fled, those Gu worms obviously couldn't contain Cang Er for long. And Cang Er plundered others to cultivate for 10,000 years, and the speed of the pursuit must not be too slow, which made Shen Moli inadvertently tighten his pace at the point of travel.

She couldn't be sure when the fragrant fragrance of the magic sand flower would attract Cang Er. Even though she and the Demon Sand Tree had left Shao Tilt before Cang Er arrived, with Cang Er's keen sense of smell, it was extremely difficult to guarantee that she would not catch her faint scent in the fragrance of flowers.

Under all kinds of worries, Shen Moli's speed of movement was accelerated several times.

Looking at Shen Moli, who was hurrying slowly, Mo Shashu frowned slightly and said, "Little doll, I hurt you this time." ”

With that, the Magic Sand Tree sighed lightly, blaming himself in his heart.

At such a critical juncture, how could he not want to help Shen Moli. However, it is self-defeating, but it brings the danger much closer to them.

The Demon Sand Tree clearly knew that no matter how fast Shen Moli's speed was, the remaining breath in the air would not disappear due to the electric speed of travel.

His magic sand flower is afraid that when it first blooms, it has secretly become a fragrance guide to guide the way. Thinking of this, the magic sand tree looked at Shen Moli who gritted his teeth and struggled forward, and the guilt in his heart was even greater.

The choppy ocean walked forward in the dark night, and under the cover of pitch darkness, I heard the very strange sea in the desert from afar, so that although some monsters smelled a human breath in it, they were afraid that the vast ocean would drown them, and they hesitated.

However, there are some monsters who have lived in the deserted sand since they were born and have never seen half a drop of water, and they are completely puzzled by the sound of the sea crashing on the shore, but they run towards the sound without worry.

They don't know the horror of the power of water, and naturally they are only interested in the smell of flesh diffused by the human race.

Listen closely, and the sound of those monsters running wildly falls into the ears of the Demon Sand Tree. Listening to the approach of those voices, the heart of the magic sand tree rose to the top of his voice.

He turned his eyes to look at Shen Moli again, and the magic sand tree believed that Shen Moli could hear it. It's just that Shen Moli at this moment seems to have no distractions, completely ignoring the interference of those voices, and just trying his best to move forward.

The Demon Sand Tree looked at Shen Moli's struggling appearance, lowered his old eyes and said, "Little doll, you let me go back to the Sand Clan City by yourself." I've been in the sand all year round, and those monsters don't dare to do anything to me. ”

Seeing that he was only a drag on Shen Moli, Mo Shashu had already expected that there would be only one death-word ending for the two of them to flee together. Rather than this, it is better to stay by himself, Shen Moli will reduce his burden, and he may be able to break out of the encirclement and fight for his life.

Su Ri, the magic sand tree is making waves in the sandy region, and most of the monsters dare not approach to provoke him when they don't smell the breath of the human race, and when they want to snatch people from him when they smell the breath of the human race, most of them will also be beaten.

Now, although he was seriously injured in the fight with Cang Er, the Demon Sand Tree could also be sure that it would not be much of a problem to resist the demons for a while with his tens of thousands of years of cultivation.

However, if he abandoned himself to die, how could Shen Moli agree. When he was busy sacrificing spiritual power, Shen Moli looked at the magic sand tree with soft eyes and said, "Old Shu, you know what you think, but since you and Cang Er have torn their faces, how can they still have a way to live in the sand region." Previously, Mo Li was taken care of by the old tree, and the great grace did not give up, how could Mo Li abandon the old tree at this time?"

Although there must be a battle between Cang Er and the Demon Sand Tree, if it weren't for his own appearance, this battle might have been postponed for many years. If it weren't for the Demon Sand Tree trying his best to block Cang Er's attack before, now, Shen Moli would be extremely sure that he would be more than lucky.

The Demon Sand Tree lowered his eyes, almost choked up, and said, "Little doll, I have enough to live for tens of thousands of years. At your young age, why are you dragging me to reduce your chances of survival?"

After that, in the moment that Shen Moli did not discover, the Demon Sand Tree resolutely broke its roots and veins, hid under the huge trunk, and took advantage of the gap when Shen Moli raised his head and was busy with other things, and turned the severed root veins into a hundred little demons with magic power.

After the two left, the little devil wielded all the wooden blades, and the spread of fangs and claws resisted the rear of the two of them, and then quietly sneaked into the vast sand.

Like shields behind the two of them, they hid in the shadows, waiting for the monsters attracted by the aura of the Terran to throw themselves into the net.

The magic sand tree with severed roots and veins, between the branches of the original green crown, suddenly withered leaves flew away, and flew to the ground as the two of them walked forward. In an instant that Shen Moli didn't notice, the huge Demon Sand Tree suddenly turned into a murmuring sapling, and kept looking back with clear eyes.

The root veins of the magic sand are the foundation of the survival of the magic sand tree, and cutting off more than half of the root veins is tantamount to cutting off more than half of the cultivation of the magic sand tree. Those little devils who have gained consciousness, after cutting off from the magic sand tree, are like seeds planted in the barren sand, and they sprout again as individual individuals.

Even if there is no danger in the future, the Demon Sand Tree will no longer be able to integrate the broken roots and veins into its body.

Looking at the many little devils who had dived into the bottom of the sand, the magic sand tree was secretly worried in his heart. Those little demons who were the root veins of life at the beginning, I am afraid that they are like children who are about to die when they just open their eyes and see the world, and they will die for their own selfish thoughts of protecting Shen Moli.

It's just that he is worried, but the Demon Sand Tree does not regret it. He stared quietly behind him, thinking about the future again.

And the rapid reduction of the weight of the tree's body made Shen Moli in the chaos immediately look strange, she turned around suddenly, and saw that the magic sand tree, which was still extremely tall, was only about the same height as her at the moment.

Half-leaning into the darkness, the trunk of the Magic Sand Tree, which had been withered and stout, was now extremely smooth and flat, as if it had just broken ground, but the branches were bare, as if it had not yet awakened in the cold winter.