Chapter 843: Guiding the Way

"Haha, it's too late to find out now!" The evil wood spirit sneered from all around, and it suddenly gave birth to slender and tough branches, binding Li Muran and the shopkeeper, and instantly entangled them around their bodies.

Fine spikes also grew on the branches, piercing into the skin of Li Muran and the others, like greedy straws, absorbing their essence and blood.

The shopkeeper had a toxic attack, and his whole body was sore, and it was almost difficult to resist.

Li Muran let out a loud shout, stimulating the qilin blood in his body, and in an instant, his body skyrocketed several times, and a layer of fine golden lin appeared on the surface of his skin, and the spikes on the cyan branches could not pierce his skin at all.

Li Muran grabbed the surrounding branches, pulled his arms hard, and under the agitation of a huge force, in a few dense crisp sounds, these extremely tenacious and unbreakable branches were actually torn off by him.

The evil wood spirit was shocked, it stretched out thousands of branches and arms with a thickness of feet, and rolled towards Li Muran, who had turned into a giant, from all directions at the same time, and tightly wrapped around Li Muran's hands, feet and body in an instant.

Li Muran was unmoved, he grabbed these branches and arms, and with a fierce force, with a few loud "bangs", these branches and arms were also torn off from the locust tree by him, turning into dead branches.

The evil eye spirit was shocked, its thousand wooden arms were very tough, the sword was difficult to cut, the spell was not destroyed, once the enemy was entangled, it was extremely difficult to break free, and I didn't expect that the other party would directly shatter these wooden arms with only a huge force.

After breaking free from the shackles of the Thousand Wood Arm, Li Muran's figure increased several times, turning into a giant more than 100 zhang tall with a golden body.

"Boom, boom!" Li Muran walked towards the locust tree body step by step with heavy steps. He didn't take a single step, and the ground shook around him.

The branches and arms of the locust tree stretched out, as if the mantis arm was a car, and it could not stop Li Muran's pace at all.

After a while, Li Muran walked to the vicinity of the locust tree, and then suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged the trunk of the locust tree.

"Get up!" Li Muran exerted his divine power to the extreme, and a faint golden glow appeared on the surface of his skin.

At the same time, he lifted one foot and stepped down hard, instantly shattering the ground under his feet.

With this divine power, Li Muran actually held the huge locust tree and pulled it up!

The evil wood spirit was horrified, its body was shining with blue light, its roots were growing wildly, and it was trying its best to grasp the surrounding land, and at the same time, there were sharp wooden swords that transformed and stabbed at Li Muran.

Li Muran was not moved at all, these wooden swords could not pierce the fine pieces on his body at all. He continued to work hard to pull out the locust tree, and finally uprooted the locust tree with a loud shout!

"Bang Bang!" There was a dense popping sound, and the countless rhizomes of the locust tree broke one after another, and the huge locust tree was pulled out by Li Muran and jumped into the air.

"Ahh This wood spirit body is a locust tree, and the spirit tree cannot leave the soil, otherwise it will be greatly damaged, just like a human monk's blood qi loss Yan zhòng.

Moreover, without the support of the essence contained in the land, the locust tree immediately shrunk and withered, the bark was wrinkled, and the leaves also turned yellow and even fell one after another, turning into wisps of green smoke and disappearing.

"Daoist friends spare their lives, Daoist friends spare their lives!" A cyan aura flew out of the locust tree, turning into a blue-faced figure, full of distress and begging for mercy.

"You evil spirit, I don't know how many monks have been killed, the real people really can't think of any reason to spare your life!" Li Muran snorted coldly, and a huge black shadow bat wing suddenly appeared on his body, almost enveloping the small half of the sky around him.

The Evil Wood Spirit only saw that it was dark in front of him, and the surrounding area was shrouded in a black shadow, and the next moment, his divine thoughts were devoured by the black shadow extremely quickly.

"Ahh An evil wood spirit that had cultivated for many years and killed countless people had completely died out like this.

Li Muran put away the batwing phantom and felt the evil wood spirit spirit that the phantom devoured. Although this is the divine thought of the spirit race, it is also slightly beneficial to the Meizu monks, but it is far less helpful than the divine thoughts of the human monks.

"Shopkeeper, are you okay?" asked Li Muran to the shopkeeper not far away.

The shopkeeper was using his skills to force out the poison, and after a while, he spit out a mouthful of green and faint poisonous mist, and said, "Fortunately, the toxicity was discharged in time, so it is not a big problem." Otherwise, if the toxicity stays in the body for too long, I am afraid that it will damage the true element. ”

He looked at Li Muran in surprise and muttered, "The old man has been with Li Daoyou for a while, but he didn't know that Li Daoyou still has such extraordinary divine powers!

Li Muran said: "It's not that this is deliberately concealed, it's just that the opponents I met before were difficult to use brute force, so I didn't use it." This evil wood spirit, although its magical power is not small, its body is very bulky, and the divine power below happens to restrain its magical power very much!"

"Fortunately, this is the case!" the shopkeeper sighed: "If it weren't for Li Daoyou's amazing power, the old man would have suffered a big loss this time!"

As the two of them spoke, the locust tree gradually shrank into a cyan trunk, only about three feet long and four or five inches thick.

"This is the body of that evil wood spirit—a 10,000-year-old locust tree!" Li Muran's heart moved: "This is an excellent treasure refining material, and it can also be used to refine high-grade rune paper. ”

"Shopkeeper, are you interested in this 10,000-year-old acacia?" asked Li Muran.

The shopkeeper shook his head: "This kind of wood attribute material with extremely heavy yin qi is completely inconsistent with the old man's exercises, and it is a waste for the old man to take it, Li Daoyou can take it." ”

"You're welcome!" Li Muran put the 10,000-year-old locust into his sleeve, thinking about the possible uses of this locust.

After destroying the Evil Wood Spirit, the two continued to explore the vicinity and found nothing else, and then they continued to explore the depths of the Evil Spirit Valley.

In order to avoid encountering other Terran monks in the valley, and to recognize them as the two people who were wanted by a lot of money a few months ago, Li Muran and the shopkeeper both wore black cloaks to cover their faces.

It is very common for monks to wear cloaks, not only for casual cultivators, but also for monks from many major sects when they go out on missions. There are all kinds of disputes in the world of cultivating immortals, and it is difficult to clear up grievances, and sometimes revealing one's identity will bring a lot of unnecessary trouble to oneself, so many people are reluctant to be recognized lightly.

After going deep into the valley for half an hour, the two of them met several monks. These people are all monks in the late or middle stage of the Yuan Shen, and when they saw the shopkeeper, a monk in the late stage of the Yuan Shen, they kept their distance vigilantly, without saying a word, and flew several miles apart in a very tacit understanding, "passing by".

Not long after, the two met a middle-aged monk in the late stage of the Yuan Shen Dynasty, and after he saw Li Muran and the others, he suddenly said from a distance: "The two Daoists should not fly this way, it is very dangerous there." ”

"Oh, what's the danger?" Li Muran was startled, he stopped and asked the middle-aged monk.

"There are vicious ancient beasts over there, and a few evil spirits that eat people everywhere, in short, they are very dangerous. To tell you the truth, I have seen several Taoist friends go there, and then they have lost their news!" the middle-aged monk sighed heavily, revealing a look of grief.

Li Muran's heart moved, and he said, "So, Daoist friends are quite familiar with this evil spirit valley?"

The middle-aged monk nodded: "I have been to the Valley of Evil Spirits seven or eight times, so I have some understanding. ”

Li Muran immediately asked, "I wonder if you know that there are strange people or evil spirits in this valley that specialize in devouring monks' divine thoughts?"

"Of course I've heard of it!" said the middle-aged monk, "We and other monks call it a dream eater, because as long as a monk enters its territory, he will fall into a dream and cannot extricate himself. ”

"Dream Eater?" Li Muran was stunned, and he couldn't help but glance at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper's eyes also showed a hint of excitement, and he nodded to Li Muran. This seemed to be exactly what they were going to inquire about in the Valley of the Evil Spirits.

"May I ask where is this beast-swallowing beast?" asked Li Muran.

"Where are the two fellow Daoists going, that's very dangerous!" the middle-aged monk frowned.

"Thank you for the reminder, but I'll still have to explore. Li Muran said.

"Okay, I can take you there. The middle-aged monk said.

"This is not necessary, as long as the Taoist friends tell us the location, we will be grateful. Li Muran said.

The middle-aged man nodded: "As long as the two fellow Daoists fly to this side, after about half an hour, you will see a fiery ground crack canyon, and what you are looking for is in the canyon." ”

"Thank you!" Li Muran and the shopkeeper thanked each other, and then flew to a certain place according to the other party's instructions.

After watching Li Muran and the others gradually fly away and disappear into the sky, the middle-aged monk suddenly sneered, took out a transmission note from his arms, whispered a few words, and then stimulated it. The transmission note turned into a red light and disappeared into the void.

Subsequently, he did not hurry to chase Li Muran and the others.

In a crack in the ground somewhere, Li Muran and the shopkeeper were sticking to the night hidden charm, restraining their breath, and hiding here.

Not long after, they saw a familiar figure flying in the sky.

"Sure enough, it's him!" The shopkeeper frowned: "This guy took the initiative to show me the way, and he was really uneasy and kind! Fortunately, Li Daoyou was cautious, otherwise I would have fallen into his trap! What are you going to do now?"

Li Muran pondered for a moment and said, "This person's guidance obviously has another purpose, otherwise he wouldn't secretly follow our traces." However, it doesn't seem that the Dream Eater that this person is talking about is not a fabrication out of thin air, so I might as well pretend not to know and talk to him to see if I can find out the true location of the Dream Eater from his mouth. ”