fifth form

Chapter 1761 Roots and Vines

Zhang Xuezhou thinks that if many people knew that all the beautiful things they experienced were just their own flirting in real life, they would stop the pursuit of beauty in their minds out of shame.

"And An Ran wouldn't be so cuddly!"

As an independent woman, Ren Anran is destined to seek strong alliances, but she will never give up on her own progress.

The mental temptation that Zhang Xuezhou experienced was only superficial and difficult to penetrate deeply.

As his body was flushed with magical power, Zhang Xuezhou finally realized that his hands and feet had regained feeling.

"Moonlight!"

The moment he used the Eye of the Basagoonic Ape, his mind was completely clear again.

"Shangqing Zhenshu!"

After getting rid of his own illusion, Zhang Xuezhou quickly promoted the Shangqing Zhenshu, trying to use the Shangqing Zhenshu to resolve the impact that Li Shaojun had suffered.

"break!"

With a slight scolding, Li Shaojun's staggering body stabilized and his eyes went from confusion to clarity.

"Damn it!"

The Six Ding Divine Fire was still burning in his hands, and Li Shaojun could feel that his palms had been burnt to the point of deforming his hand bones.

If he didn't want to spend a lot of money on medical treatment, dying soon would be his best option.

"Grandpa is going to fight you, you bastard!"

He used to take good care of his body and was cautious when casting spells, but now he has given up.

The flame was still in his palm, but Li Shaojun had already pounced forward and slapped the vine full of tentacles.

"呲呲!"

Just like touching a snake that was suddenly awakened, countless branches and leaves of the vine stood up instantly, making a sound like a poisonous snake, and the tentacles under the vine crawled all over Li Shaojun's body.

It was extremely difficult for the tentacles of the vine to penetrate the roots of the tree, but it was effortless for them to penetrate Li Shaojun's skin.

In just a few seconds, the Six Ding Divine Fire in Li Shaojun's hand was extinguished, and he was sucked into a mummy.

"go with!"

Zhang Xuezhou's eyelids jumped suddenly, and the feather of the Golden Crow Emperor that he could mobilize burst out with the last fierce demonic fire.

The Golden Crow Fire and the Six Ding Divine Fire quickly ignited the underground tree root space.

Amid the crackling sound of burning, the vines kept rolling on the ground, constantly drawing spiritual spring water from the water hyacinth for nourishment.

The tentacles of the tree roots that fixed the gourd seemed to be trying hard to pierce the gourd, trying to cut off the vines' escape route.

"Oh no! This tree root can extract the abbot's spiritual spring to repair the monster's body!"

Whether it is Li Shaojun's Liu Ding Divine Fire or Zhang Xuezhou's Jin Crow Demon Fire, these are both extremely superior flames that can ignite wet wood in one go.

As long as the flames last, these rare and strange flames will burn like a cancer until there is nothing left to burn.

But combustion and flame retardancy are obviously relative. Zhang Xuezhou and others did not know what was burning at the moment. All they saw was a tree root that looked like a dragon, and they were not sure whether the main body could be burned.

The vines can rely on the spiritual spring water in the water hyacinth to reduce damage, and the monsters occupying the abbot's spiritual spring can obviously also resist fire.

Using fire to overcome wood is the most effective method that Zhang Xuezhou and Li Shaojun can use. Once this method becomes useless, they will be in danger.

Faintly, Zhang Xuezhou had already heard the sound of the demon tree wriggling.

He cried out in his heart, "Oh no!" and for a moment he even had the thought of giving up.

"Li Shaojun, we don't have enough fire, you keep setting fire!"

Zhang Xuezhou cried out, but Li Shaojun, who was beaten to death by the vines, did not respond.

If he could not remove the terrible risks brought by the vines, Li Shaojun would continue to die even if he got up.

It seems that they are only facing the demon tree in this secret place, but they are at their wits' end and are almost in danger.

Zhang Xuezhou stretched out his hand and pointed, and the pressure of the realm floated out, but a feeling of emptiness surged into his heart, and Zhang Xuezhou only felt that he was hitting the air.

He encountered mental control twice, but whether Zhang Xuezhou broke the influence or took the initiative to attack, he failed to find an opponent.

To them, it seemed that the only target they could attack was the tree root that was entangled with vines.

"I'll trust you, this vine, once. Sleepyhead, get up and work!" The Golden Crow Demon Fire and the Six Ding Divine Fire burned many tree roots, but these two flames, which did not last long, only roasted the vines to wilt, while the tree roots wrapped in the vines were burned to a charred black.

The flames were still spreading, but Zhang Xuezhou felt that it didn't seem to be having any real effect.

He stretched out his hand and patted Tianyi, and the sleepyhead in his pocket turned into a golden light and flew out as Zhang Xuezhou pointed.

Zhang Xuezhou was not trying to use the sleepyhead beetle to make the demon tree sleepy. He just wanted to use the sleepyhead beetle to make a hole in it.

As a creature that likes to feed on spiritual wood, the sleepyhead beetle does not eat much, but it has an advantage that is hard to achieve, that is, this beetle can drill into wood, even iron-plate wood like the ironwood tree can be drilled through quickly.

"I've drilled a hole for you. It's up to you whether you can find the chance to get in!"

With the rustling sound of drilling, the bark of the tree roots was cut open and strands of wood chips fell down.

It's like a mosquito bite on a person, the hole made by the sleepyhead bug doesn't look noticeable.

The dragon-shaped tree root didn't move at all, but when the sleepyheaded bug came out and the tentacles of the vines probed in, the root began to twist wildly.

"Again!"

When Zhang Xuezhou's eyes blurred and he was affected by his thoughts, the Eye of the Basagomon that he had already grabbed in advance also began to take effect, allowing him to quickly regain consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, Zhang Xuezhou saw that the Qionglong tree root in front of him had turned into a meter-tall elk with a look of pain on its face.

But in the blink of an eye, the elk turned into a tiger, beating the gourd frantically with its paws.

After a moment, the tiger transformed into a tall and strong man holding an axe, and chopped down with the axe.

The axe emitted bursts of blood-red light and chopped down with force like a landslide.

After several axe strikes, the man transformed into a coolly dressed woman holding a sword, and with one sword, eighteen sword flowers bloomed.

Just as Zhang Xuezhou and others knew the source, this monster that looked like a tree demon also seemed to know the source of the vine's power, and thus was persistent in its destruction.

"These are probably animals from the original ecology of Fangzhang Island, or they may have been brought here by explorers. These creatures were either seen or died here, so they can be transformed and simulated!"

Zhang Xuezhou took a deep breath.

Seeing that the monsters in this underground space were already unable to take care of themselves, he couldn't help but start jumping around, using the residual light of the fire to avoid the tree roots that had drilled into this underground space.

"Roar!"

When it reappeared, the sword-wielding woman had turned into a giant blue dragon that Zhang Xuezhou was under the influence of hallucinations.

The giant dragon pushed towards the gourd where the vine was, and the dragon horn had already forced its way into the gourd through the mouth.

In the brief moment of being pierced, the gourd quickly grew in size.

"Oops!"

Zhang Xuezhou knew that elks, tigers, and blue dragons were anthropomorphic creatures, and were more of an external deception.

But the gourd really gets bigger.

In just a short time, the gourd began to push up against the tree roots above, and the ground began to crack.

The gourd not only squeezed the space Zhang Xuezhou could live in, but also made Zhang Xuezhou more aware of another consequence.

"That's all fake, change back quickly!"

Whether chopping with a sword or an axe, or butting with deer antlers, slapping with tiger claws, or colliding with blue dragon horns, these are all external ways of expression. What really hits the gourd are still the tree tentacles gathered under the gourd body.

When the gourd is still small, these tentacles can't do anything to it and can't get into it.

But as the gourd becomes larger, its defensive ability will undoubtedly decrease rapidly.

It seems that the gourd has become bigger, but in fact it has become weaker.

Zhang Xuezhou shouted loudly, but the gourd and the vine could not understand what he said.

Zhang Xuezhou never expected that this change would actually affect the gourd's judgment. The impact of the dragon horn inserted into the gourd's mouth actually caused the gourd to continue to grow.

When the gourd was nearly ten feet above the ground, Zhang Xuezhou heard a "click" sound from the bottom of the gourd.

The sound seemed to ring in his heart.

Not only did he not get the treasure, but he did give away his treasure. For a moment, Zhang Xuezhou felt the same pain as Li Shaojun.

But before Zhang Xuezhou could adjust his emotions, crazy waves emerged.

The unknown amount of water stored in the water hyacinth was like a valve was opened, and began to pour out like a dam being drained.