As soon as everyone stepped into the valley of death, they noticed that the gravitational pull here was abnormally weird, and all metal products would become heavier here than the outside world, and as the group continued to go deeper, the metal products became heavier and heavier. By the time they reached the halfway point of the valley, Zhu Hanwen and Yang Yuan could no longer hold their respective blades, so they had to retract them into their respective storage spaces.

"There is someone ahead!" Everyone looked at the place guided by Yang Yuan, and sure enough, in the dark night, they vaguely saw a trembling and motionless figure, this family heirloom of the Yang family at the mouth of the river really has its own uniqueness, ran to the front, and saw that it was a Tibetan wearing a cotton robe and holding a shotgun, the whole body was dark, stunned, and lifeless, but there was no wound on Zhou's body.

Fan Zhener put his head on the eyebrows of the Tibetans, and a true qi poured in, and before a few people could ask, Fan Zhenxian screamed and jumped aside.

"This person is only an empty shell! All the organs and meridians of the whole body are gone, but there is no trace of internal injury!"

Hearing Fan Zhen's words, the suspicion of several people was even more serious, it seems that this Death Valley is not only the place of the ancestral dragon, a few people continue to move forward, there are not a few similar corpses, and even a considerable number of exploration personnel wearing work uniforms can be seen.

Seeing that these people were also dying here for no apparent reason, Zhu Hanwen wanted to contact Lin Jiu and inform him of the situation, but when he took out his mobile phone and saw that the entire screen of the mobile phone was flowered, no matter how he operated, there was no response, so he had to scold and put the mobile phone back in his pocket. But what he didn't notice was that the moment he put his phone in his trouser pocket, the phone's screen showed a tawny eye.

After the remains of the exploration team, there is no place to stay inside, and as far as the eye can see, there are white bones, not only yaks, Tibetan antelopes, plateau wolves, snow foxes and other plateau creatures, but also vaguely identify the bones of mammoths, snowmen, lizards, pythons, and large flying animals.

Zhu Hanwen frowned as he walked, listening to the squeak of broken bones under his feet, and repeatedly calculated the dangers he might encounter next. Looking at Fan Zhen again, his face was already a little pale at this time, and he followed closely behind Yang Yuan. And although Yang Yuan's back was straight and he was struggling, the tip of his nose and sideburns were already oozing sweat. On the contrary, Hou Lie, a freak, was not moved by the scene in front of him at all, and even broke off a lot of wolf teeth, dressed them in a string, and put them on his neck.

When they came to the center of the entire bone area, they found a clearing with no white bones on it, only a small green grass that was thriving.

As the saying goes: if something goes wrong, there must be demons. None of them dared to set foot in the clearing, instead choosing to make a detour on the White Tiger, after all, their mission was to explore the Ancestral Dragon, not to level the Valley of Death. Besides, it's so weird here, who knows what moths will be.

But in the gaps between the bones in the blind spot of several people's vision, countless tiny root systems had spread out, and when they walked to the side of the small grass, those roots quickly swelled and wound towards several people......

Hou Lie reacted immediately, and slashed away, wanting to smash these roots, but his invincible golden hoop stick, this time did not exert its heroic might, as soon as the golden hoop rod hit the root system, it was entangled layer by layer, and Hou Lie tried to take back the iron rod, but he couldn't succeed.

For the first time, a frightened expression appeared on the face of this guy who had no fear at all, because he clearly felt that the power of his whole body was being frantically withdrawn from those roots.

At this moment, Fanzhen spat out the mantra, "Hum it!" As soon as the mantra came out, the glow shone on those roots, like pouring a bucket of strong acid, quickly corroding the root system. The roots within the range of the glow fled as if they retreated quickly, and then outside the range of the glow, they quickly assembled, and countless roots covered the sky and the sun, surrounding everyone in the glow, and from a distance, it looked like a ball wrapped in vines.

As the root system became more and more dense, Fanzhen's face became more and more pale, and it seemed that these root systems could not only absorb people's qi through weapons, but also extract people's true qi through supernatural powers.

Seeing that the situation was in crisis, Zhu Hanwen grabbed Fan Zhen's arm and ran towards the grass. Sure enough, these roots could only surround them, but they didn't dare to stop them. Several people came to Xiaocao, and Zhu Hanwen yelled, "Yang Yuan, use your heavenly eye to shoot this grass, the harder you shoot, the better!"

When Yang Yuan heard this, he hurriedly urged his true qi and gathered towards his eyebrows, only to see that above his eyebrows, a white light loomed, and then, a mark that looked like an eye appeared. Yang Yuan pressed his hands on his temples, and slammed his force at the grass, a divine light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, hitting the grass, the grass trembled violently, and the ground where it was located began to tremble violently......

Then, a black head broke out of the ground under the grass, it turned out that the grass was a tentacle on the top of the skull, and after the whole skull drilled out of the ground, it was not the body that was connected below, but a dense system of countless roots.

This made the scalps of everyone present tingle, and if the honor of this thing was to be seen by ordinary patients with dense phobia, I am afraid that it would make people faint at that time.

"Tomb guarding grass!" Zhu Hanwen shouted when he looked at the head. "Is the ancestral dragon hanging or how to recruit it?How can this thing grow here?!"

"Is this the Tomb Guarding Grass?" Yang Yuan's face turned pale when he heard Zhu Hanwen say it, and he had also heard the elders of the clan discuss this magic grass.

According to legend, this tomb guards the grassland name garden grass, which was first cultivated by the ancient gods to take care of the medicine garden for themselves. Its characteristic is that it is extremely aggressive to living creatures within the range of perception, and was later stolen by the voodoo ancestor Extravagant corpse to steal a root system, using various poisonous corpses as fertilizer, and adding countless evil methods, and finally cultivated the finished product, which is just a green grass like the garden grass on the surface. However, the taproot has turned into a giant beast head, and the other branches used for attacks have also acquired the function of absorbing all energy. As long as there is a place for it, all living things within a radius of miles will not be able to escape its attack and eat away.

Because the corpse has to fake his death every once in a while, in order to deceive the heavens to avoid the order of the heavens, and he is afraid that he will be found by the enemy during his fake death, he cultivated this magic grass to protect his cemetery, so the world calls this extremely dangerous and brutal species the tomb guard grass.

This is the patron saint grass of the ancient gods, how can a few of them be opponents, thinking of this, Yang Yuan felt that his heart was skipping several beats.

And Zhu Hanwen knew this thing, but he completely relied on the fact that he had read enough miscellaneous books before. According to the records of later generations, this thing once bred wildly because it had no natural enemies and the ancient gods withered, and it was once a disaster to the world. Later, countless sages finally bought a way to deal with it at the cost of their lives. Now Zhu Hanwen is trying to find something that can be used in the current situation in these methods.

In the final analysis, this thing belongs to the evil demon class of creatures, afraid of all the magical powers that contain righteousness, and the siege of the Buddha light of the Brahman is the best proof.

Zhu Hanwen recalled, while trying all kinds of attack methods, in fact, if he and Yang Yuan can use weapons now, then the problem is easy to solve, Shangbaoqin Golden Rake and Three-pointed Two-edged Knife both have their own effects of dispelling evil and suppressing evil, and only need to solve the taproot destruction crisis naturally, but the bad is bad in this unlucky place, and all metal weapons cannot be used normally.

Zhu Hanwen, who was scolding the street, suddenly had his eyes lit up, and shouted to Fanzhen, "Seven Treasure Jade Tree Dip the bottle of water and try it!"

When Fan Zhen heard this, he hurriedly sacrificed the mutton fat jade net bottle, took off the seven treasure jade trees at the mouth of the bottle, poured the water in the net bottle and waved it hard against these roots, the water droplets poured out, fell on those roots, and instantly corroded these roots into holes, Zhu Hanwen saw that this trick was effective, and immediately shouted,

"Just put the water and make tea with the jade tree!"

Fan Zhen was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, the net bottle and the jade tree gently floated into the air, the net bottle tilted slightly, and the flood water poured directly on the jade tree, and then poured to the ground, and the roots that surrounded it were corroded in an instant, and even the pitch-black head hid to the side, making way for them.

"Fanzhen, get rid of the evil, wash your hair well!" Zhu Hanwen shouted.

Fan Zhen nodded, controlled the net bottle, and flew above the head, and the flood poured down again, and the pitch-black head let out a tooth-aching roar. The roots that had been scattered out were all shrunk back at this moment, and all of them were shaking uncontrollably, and as the flood kept washing, the roots were washed away layer after layer, until at last only the green grass remained.

At this time, Zhao Banzi's voice came from the bottle, "There are such treasures!" Saying that, he stretched out a big hand from the net bottle, grabbed the small grass, and withdrew it into the bottle.

Zhu Hanwen saw that the tomb guard grass had been subdued by Zhao Banzi, and then he was relieved. But when he looked back at what was going on under his feet, he found that a small river had gathered in the valley at this time, trickling into the depths of the valley.

"Master Fan, how much water can you hold this baby!" Zhu Hanwen was surprised. Because since he met with Fanzhen now, he has never seen the water of this thing dry.

Fan Zhen took back the two treasures and said indifferently, "When I was just recognized by this treasure, the bottle could hold a sea of water, and with the growth of cultivation, it should be able to hold the water of the four seas now." ”

Hearing Fanzhen say this, Zhu Hanwen gasped at that time. If this girl starts a rush one day, it won't be the diversion of the Yellow River and the diversion of the Yangtze River.

Fan Zhen seemed to enjoy seeing Zhu Hanwen's surprised appearance, but the monk didn't say anything, so she had to continue, "Although the Mutton Fat Jade Pure Bottle is extremely powerful, how much it can use depends on my cultivation. ”

Hearing her say this, Zhu Hanwen put his mind at ease, bent down to take off his shoes and socks, pulled up his trouser legs, waded through the river, and walked towards the end of the valley......