Choosing to bypass it directly is indeed a wise move.
Turning around, Mo Ziluo was about to return to Murong Feixue.
Suddenly, thousands of vines were pulled up into the air at the top of the thousand-year-old tree demon tree. A man with long silver-purple hair and a dove-feather robe rose into the sky. A charming and handsome face.
It was filled with evil spirits. He glared angrily at the thousands of vines entangled around his body, shook them apart and entangled them again, entangled them and broke away again. Repeatedly, it was full of spiritual power, and it was difficult to get out of the trap.
.The situation is critical.
"Oh, there is a person who is entangled by those thousand-year-old tree demons! It seems that the odds are against him..." Li Daiyuan stretched his neck to look, with a look of regret on his face and said, "It's a pity, he is so handsome.
Compared with Mo Ziluo and Li Mo Ge, they are both handsome and cool, so that they make people's hearts flutter."
Mo Ziluo frowned and looked at Li Daiyuan with a somewhat dissatisfied look. Looking at Murong Feixue, she was also staring attentively at the man with long silver-purple hair.
"Miss, let's leave without further delay." Mo Ziluo took back He Xuefeng's Heavenly Sword and urged him hastily.
However, Murong Feixue did not move. Instead, she curled her lips and smiled softly: "When the road is rough, draw your sword to help..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Feixue jumped up, easily leaped into the air and drew out the flaming crescent knife. As if walking on flat ground, he rushed to the side of the silver-purple haired man in an instant. Originally, he was besieging the silver-purple haired man.
The man's vines immediately swarmed towards him like Murong Feixue. Her graceful thin red lips curled up in an evil way. She turned the flaming meniscus sword casually, and the sword light drew a shining half arc. It almost illuminated
The sky covered with vines...
"Ah! Ah..."
In an instant, all the vines in this thousand-year-old tree demon forest were cut into sections. Before they fell to the ground and grew again, they burned directly in mid-air. With just one move, the vines were cut into pieces.
The sharp weapons of these thousand-year-old tree demons eliminate their roots, leaving them no room for counterattack.
So that the thousand-year-old tree demons seemed to have encountered a disaster! The sound of wailing and screaming was incomprehensible. Trees are naturally afraid of fire, let alone a spiritual fire with the strength of Murong Feixue. Even if it burns
It will not go out for three days and three nights. It is enough to wipe out all these thousand-year-old tree demons.
The man with long silver-purple hair escaped. His body swayed and landed gracefully. Behind him was a sea of fire, and his fair and evil face was dyed with fiery red color, making it even more ghostly. The man did not shed tears of gratitude, nor did he turn around and leave. He just
He looked fixedly at Murong Feixue, his thin red lips slightly curled up into a perfectly curved smile.
"Beauty, you have been a life-saving grace to me, how about I agree with you?"
Murong Feixue was suddenly startled. When he came back to his senses, his expression returned to calm.
On the other hand, Mo Ziluo's displeasure spread unabashedly. He glared at the silver-purple haired man with an angry look: "You are so rude! Our young lady saved you, and you even teased her! It's simply owed
lesson!"
Although Li Daiyuan was fascinated by this man with long silver-purple hair, his face darkened after hearing Mo Ziluo's words. He then complained: "Young Master, you are really going too far. Be careful.
