Chapter 280: Decisive Battle for the Millennium Tree Demon Grandma!

After chatting with Yan Chixia for a while, Feng Wanli left the house.

"The bronze lamp and the turquoise stone bowl!"

Feng Wanli took out two treasures and looked at them carefully with his head down.

The stone bowl is extremely heavy, although it is only the size of a hand, but its internal weight is very heavy, even the stone bowl of pure gold cannot compare to these.

Feng Wanli touched his chin, gently pinched the stone bowl in his hand, and said secretly: "This stone bowl is still very magical, but what is its effect?

After reading the legend of the White Snake, Feng Wanli was extremely curious about Fahai's golden bowl, which can not only absorb and absorb ghosts, but also serve as a protective magic weapon, if he can have this effect, it will be powerful.

Of course, these are just the imagination of Feng Wanli, if it is really such a precious magic weapon, how can it appear here.

If you talk about the level of the plot world, the plot world of the White Snake is much stronger than the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, and there is not only the existence of immortals, but also the existence of Guanyin.

"Ding Dong!"

In the depths of the wind, his right hand flicked the stone bowl in his hand, and made a ding-dong sound, and the golden Buddha light suddenly condensed from the stone bowl, and the golden Buddha light was instantly shrouded in the stone bowl, and its light curtain was very dazzling.

With the condensation of the Buddha's light, the wind can feel that the Dharma condensed by the body of King Vajra is like a spring, constantly pouring on the stone bowl in his hand, and the Buddha's light on it is also stronger.

"Is it just a defensive Buddha treasure?"

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and he easily stuffed the stone bowl into the cloth bag, and turned his eyes slightly, looking directly at the bronze lamp on the side.

I don't know how long this bronze lamp has condensed the flame, the pale yellow candlelight in it flickered, the lamp oil was thin, seeing this scene, Feng Wanli couldn't help but worry that the flame would be extinguished in the next second.

"And this bronze lamp!"

Looking at the bronze lamp in his hand, Feng Wanli couldn't help but guess: "Is it possible that this lamp also needs to use Buddha power to be effective?"

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli immediately instilled the Buddha power in his body into the lamp in his hand.

With the continuous influx of Buddha power, the bronze astringent lamp in his hand was not the slightest abnormal, and the flames on it were still scattered, as if they would be extinguished at any time.

"What's going on?"

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, looking at the bronze lamp in his hand, constantly thinking about the problem.

"Alas!"

Soon, Feng Wanli decided to give up, sighing lightly, Feng Wanli still didn't think of how to increase the lamp oil in the bronze lamp, and similarly, the flame on it was constantly intermittent.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was the second day.

In the early morning of the second day, Feng Wanli and Yan Chixia sent Ning Caichen down the mountain, and they came to the back mountain of Lanruo Temple together.

Although he was mentally prepared to find the size of a bunch of tree demons, when he really saw the thousand-year-old tree demons like a mountain, Feng Wanli couldn't help but widen his eyes and his face was full of confusion.

This is a big tree, so big that it is boundless, and it covers the sky and the sun.

Its foliage is so luxuriant that it even obscures the sky.

And its branches are not comparable to other trees, about a dozen zhang wide and dozens of zhang high.

Looking at it, everyone seemed to see a giant standing up to the sky.

The Dryad Grandma is too tall, too big, if you want to kill the Dryad Grandma, you must have a kendo monk who has cultivated to the late Yuan Infant stage, or a fire-based supernatural power, otherwise, it is too difficult to clean up this Dryad Grandma.

"Whoa!"

At the same time, a crumpled face suddenly emerged from the giant tree that was more than a dozen stories high, and two green eyes the size of a lantern stared at Yan Chixia opposite.

"Yan Chixia, what are you doing here?"

A voice that was neither male nor female suddenly floated out of the forest, and its wrinkled mouth, as soon as it opened its mouth, revealed a mass of pitch-black mouth, as if it could swallow everything from a distance.

"Of course, cultivators are demon destroyers!"

Speaking of this, Yan Chixia sneered: "You are entrenched in Lanruo Temple, and I don't know how many people have been killed over the years, and today I want to avenge those dead souls!"

Grandma Dryad coldly: "I'm just borrowing this place to live, those who die are to blame, and this and I am to blame!"

"So you came to my house every day, not to kill me, but to see if I wanted to kill myself?"

Feng Wanli rolled his eyes, listening to the retort of the tree demon grandmother, he really almost laughed.

"What do you do with this wicked!"

Yan Chixia's mind moved, and she hurriedly waved the Xuanyuan Sword behind her, only to see a stream of light instantly passing through the Xuanyuan Sword and slowly stopping in front of Yan Chixia.

Looking at it from the angle of Feng Wanli, you can clearly feel the hidden powerful power on the Xuanyuan Sword.

At the same time, on the other side, Feng Wan's face was serious, and the giant sword in his hand was firmly raised by him, and wisps of pale yellow heaviness slowly appeared.

"I think that if I find a helper, I can get rid of grandma and me, it's really wishful thinking! Do you think you are the only one who has a helper?"

Seeing the imposing wind, the tree demon grandmother didn't care, let out an ugly laugh, and suddenly said something that seemed to be a password, and it was clearly seen that in the woods, there were more and more white fox female ghosts, and they all surrounded them.

"Tear him up for me, grandma, I have a heavy reward!"

The white fox was already almost psychic, knowing the strength of Feng Wanli and Yan Chixia's breath, so he didn't dare to come over, but when he heard the words of the tree demon grandmother, he pounced on them one after another, vowing to bite these uninvited guests to pieces.

"Dare to spread wild on the territory of the tree demon grandma, are you impatient?"

One by one, white figures, like white mangs, slowly appeared in front of everyone one after another, their faces hideous, staring fiercely at the wind.

"Yan Chixia, I'll deal with these fox demons, you go deal with the tree demons!"

Feng Wanli was not in a hurry, so he simply handed over this first opportunity to fight to Yan Chixia, and his body shook slightly, and a group of white fox monsters appeared, and a pile of fire spell talismans in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and the figure appeared in mid-air in an instant, staring closely at the white fox below.

Although there are many white foxes, in Feng Wanli's opinion, their number is enough to fill this shortcoming.