Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1033 Chasing Insects
The golden-horned beetle is the natural enemy of the banyan tree. As a tree, even if it is spiritual, it can't do much in the face of natural enemies, but it will still do things that are convenient.

The wood inside the tree roots became extremely dense, and Liu Qinghuan felt strong resistance, making it difficult to move an inch.

If it was like walking in soft water before, now it is like there are high walls standing in front of you. If you want to pass through, you have to squeeze through, or break or tear the walls.

And the bug and bottle in front were obviously also affected, and the speed was obviously slowed down.The golden horned beetle screamed anxiously, the tentacles on the top of its head collided again and again, no matter how hard the wood seemed to be able to withstand the golden light it shot, a big hole was formed almost instantly.

It's just that it opened up the front road, which means that the Wanmuping road behind is also opened up, and it saves a lot of trouble. You only need to concentrate on chasing, and the distance between the two has been shortened a lot.

Liu Qinghuan had a good time watching it. It seems that this golden horned beetle is not very smart, so he put himself into a trap first.

However, the other party soon realized that he had done something stupid, and the tentacles moved wildly, angrily shooting several golden lights behind him.

This time, Wan Muping didn't choose to swallow hard, but moved a few times flexibly, dodging away, but the momentum of chasing finally slowed down.

As soon as the mouth of the bottle was turned, it sprayed out a large cloud of blue mist, forcing the golden horned beetle to turn around and run away.

The two chased and fled, occasionally "moving their hands", the inside of the tree root became riddled with holes, each hole was like a passage, but it happened to be easy for Liu Qinghuan, and almost no longer needed to use the wood escape technique.

Perhaps it is because the Ficus sylvestris found that making the wood more compact does not have much effect, and the passage inside the roots suddenly becomes smooth again, and there is a tendency to go upwards.

Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised. After careful observation, she found that every branch of the tree roots, except for one, the wood of the other branches was as hard as a rock, even worse than before.

"This is……"

He pondered for a while before he came back to his senses, and couldn't help but whisper: Xiangenrong is driving them to the ground!

But the golden horned beetle was eager to get rid of the pursuit, and actually followed its arrangement, flying up and running away.

However, it is a tree-eating silverfish, and it may still be able to dominate the tree, but once it reaches the ground, its strength will be greatly reduced.

Liu Qinghuan secretly sighed that although the calculation of Xiangen Rongrong was simple, it was quite practical at this time. However, when he turned his thoughts, he suddenly realized an extremely serious problem!

On the ground, although the strength of the golden-horned beetle will be greatly reduced, the Wanmu Zhengrong Nectar Bottle, as a fairy treasure recorded in the world's spectrum, must never appear in front of people!

His complexion changed, he quickly used the magic formula, and ordered Wan Muping forcefully in his spiritual consciousness: "Don't chase after me, come back to me, we will reach the ground soon!"

He was worried that the other party would still not obey orders, but fortunately, Wan Muping, who was flying in front of him, suddenly shook the bottle. Although he still did not forget to continue chasing, his speed finally slowed down.

The golden-horned beetle was also very well-behaved. Seeing this, several golden rays of light shot back, and one of them flew to the side, and there was a "poof", and a big hole was instantly opened in the tree root. The daylight leaked in.

At some point, they returned to Qingzhi Desolate Island, and they were still in the void outside the boundary wall. The violent wind howled, and when it poured into this hole, it screamed like a whistle!

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help being anxious, it's impossible not to hear such a big commotion unless the Qingli army is deaf!
He hurried over and grabbed the Wanmu bottle, and at this moment, the golden horned beetle also woke up from the accident just now, and saw that the green-brown lines on its back became much deeper, and even The golden tentacles on the head also changed color, blending with the surrounding tree roots in an instant.

Liu Qinghuan's expression tightened, and he had a strong premonition that the other party would come at him. Sure enough, the next moment, the golden horned beetle came out from above his head. The liquid soared out and poured down!
He hastily turned the ten thousand wooden bottle, and a cloud of hazy light sprayed out from the mouth of the bottle, covering himself like a protective shield, so as not to be completely chilled.

"嗞嗞嗞~"

Smoke that exudes a scorched smell rises up, the light is peeled off layer by layer and becomes thinner and thinner, while the green liquid falls under the feet, and the roots of the trees are also corroded into potholes, and the roots are turned into puddles of thick The thick pus, like the mud that has been soaked in the swamp for an unknown number of years, exudes a rotten smell.

Liu Qinghuan immediately received a subtle sense of disgust from the Wanmu bottle, the mouth of the bottle rushed up, and a blue light accurately covered the golden horned beetle!
"Squeak~" The golden-horned beetle swiped its claws desperately, but couldn't escape the huge suction force coming from the mouth of the bottle, and struggled to be pulled into the Wanmu bottle.

Liu Qinghuan was determined, and quickly sealed the bottle, when a loud roar came from outside: "Who is inside, get out!"

He raised his eyebrows, and when he covered his sleeves, the Wanmu bottle disappeared in his hand, and then he leisurely escaped to the root of the tree, and when he looked up, a dozen people were waiting for the battle with magic weapons in their hands.

"It's you!" The leader of the Yang Realm Qingli Army cultivator recognized him, his eyes were suspicious, and his tone was slightly better: "Hey, why did fellow Taoist sneak into the root of the fairy root banyan tree and kill other people? Such a big hole? Besides, there was an extremely strong burst of wood energy just now, so what happened?"

Liu Qinghuan caressed the hem of his clothes, and said with a normal expression: "I was ordered by Senior Sweeping Chen to go into the root system to find the cause of the withering of the banyan tree. I just made some discoveries, but accidentally destroyed the root. I'm sorry..."

"What, you made a discovery?" The man interrupted him and asked anxiously, "What discovery?"

When the others heard this, some were surprised and looked at him eagerly, while others turned their heads to look behind him.

"This..." Liu Qinghuan glanced over them one by one, and said, "Before I reported this to Senior Sweeping Chen, I made a lot of noise and couldn't tell you, please forgive me."

The monk of the Green Quinoa Army obviously understood the truth, pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay, I don't ask, but I am going to send someone to check the situation in the root of the tree. Is this okay?"

Without waiting for him to reply, he winked at the person next to him, and immediately several monks flew towards the tree root.

Even if Liu Qinghuan wanted to stop him, he couldn't find an excuse, so he had to step aside: "Naturally, it's no problem. If you have nothing else to do, Fellow Daoist, I'm going back to find senior and others now, and I have to tell them what I found as soon as possible."

The man's attention was no longer on him. Hearing this, he just waved his hand and rushed to the root of the tree.

Liu Qinghuan glanced back, then flew slowly towards the wall of the boundary, and at the same time was quickly considering what to say later, and couldn't help but feel another headache.

The matter of the golden-horned beetle must not be hidden, but it is difficult to explain how he found the golden-horned beetle. He can't say that he has a treasure hidden in his body and eat the fairy beetle!
(End of this chapter)