Dark green liquid flowed out from the tree vines, then shrank back and disappeared.
At this time, everyone noticed that this was a vine hidden behind a towering tree. If it didn't suddenly appear, they really wouldn't know where it was.
Suddenly, the sound of "嗗嗗" sounded from the ground.
Ye Feiran and the others subconsciously looked at the ground, and the next moment everyone's expressions changed.
"This dark green liquid is corrosive!"
"Everyone, please be careful not to get entangled in the vines." Ye Feiran said with a slight frown.
Then, she glanced at the bamboo spirit who had been following her, and continued, "Maybe there are tree spirits here."
Hearing the word tree spirit, the bamboo spirit blinked and said, "Human, I'll go take a look."
"Okay!" Ye Feiran nodded, while not forgetting to remind, "Xiao Zhuzi, be careful, this is Zhongwei."
The implication is that the fairies in Zhongwei may be more powerful than the bamboo fairies.
The bamboo spirit immediately gave up and looked at Ye Feiran with wide green eyes, dissatisfied, "You look down on me!"
"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Ye Feiran said three times in a row while holding back a smile, "I just asked you to be careful, it was you who misinterpreted my meaning."
The bamboo spirit looked at Ye Feiran with a suspicious look on her face. Seeing the seriousness on her face, he had no choice but to believe it, but still hummed twice before wandering around.
Ye Feiran and the others waited where they were, watching their surroundings warily, worried that another tree vine would appear from nowhere.
A quarter of an hour later, the bamboo spirit came back and said dejectedly, "I'm not sure if there is a tree spirit. Anyway, I didn't smell anything of the same kind."
Ye Feiran stretched out his hand and nodded to the bamboo spirit, smiling, "It's okay, thank you for your hard work!"
After speaking, Ye Feiran gave it a spiritual stone.
The bamboo spirit suddenly became happy. After absorbing the spirit stone, he still led the way, thinking that if the tree spirit wanted to attack them, it would be the first to find out.
The group of people moved forward cautiously.
Ye Feiran, who walked to the front, immediately guessed something moving without looking at his feet. When he looked down, he saw that it was a poisonous scorpion.
The next moment, Ye Feiran used the mutated nine-leaf red branch to kill it without hesitation.
"Be careful, the woods are poisonous."
Yunchen and the others looked at the poisonous scorpion corpse picked up by the mutated nine-leaf red branch, and their expressions changed again. There was really danger everywhere!
Next, several more poisonous scorpions crawled out of the tree hole. For a moment, Ye Feiran and the others focused their attention on the ground, unaware that there was also danger above them.
Just when they finished killing the poisonous scorpion, the intricate branches above gathered towards them at the same time, very fast!
Yan Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted loudly, "Run!"
Yunchen and the others noticed what was happening above them and ran away as fast as possible.
They are fast, and the branches are also fast.
"Human, this is a tree spirit, a tree spirit that is more powerful than me!" The bamboo spirit said in an urgent tone.
"I know!"
Such intricate branches are woven into this huge network, which cannot be done by ordinary tree vines, nor can ordinary tree spirits.
I don’t know if the other person is a thousand-year tree spirit or a ten thousand-year tree spirit?
At the same time, when the tree spirit saw Ye Feiran and the others running away, bursts of "pop-pop" sounds suddenly sounded.
The tree spirit actually broke its own branches!
Suddenly, drops of dark green liquid dripped down, like rain!
Seeing this, Ye Feiran quickly asked the mutated nine-leaf red branch, "Little Mengzi, will you be corrupted?"
"Hmph! I won't be corrupted by anything." The mutant nine-leaf red branch snorted.
At the same time, its nine leaves have dispersed, giving Yunchen and the others shelter from wind and rain.
Hua Moli was the first to escape from the net, and she didn't watch indifferently. While urging her to hurry up, she used a rope to pull out the people behind her.
Ye Feiran and Yan Zheng were walking at the back. As soon as their front feet escaped from the net, the nets woven by the tree spirits gathered together, from large to small, until there was no gap at all.
Seeing this scene, Maduge and the others swallowed subconsciously.
"If we hadn't escaped, we would have been strangled!"
"No, he was sucked into a mummy." Yan Zheng said expressionlessly.
Everyone: "!!!"
"This is a thousand-year-old tree spirit that is close to ten thousand years old. Once a person is bound by it, it will immediately absorb the blood until it turns into a mummy." Yan Zheng continued.
Mu Ge and the others looked at the thousand-year-old tree spirit and subconsciously stepped back. Only Ye Feiran looked at the thousand-year tree spirit with burning eyes.
Just because he had just mutated Nine-leaf Red Branch and said a few words to her.
"Ranran, this is a tree spirit that has been around for more than 9,000 years. Its essence is a great tonic for the four-leaf clover. For me, the essence of the Bana flower and the Bamboo spirit are also great tonics, but I and the Bibi flower are not the same.
It’s necessary, bamboo essence can’t be absorbed.”
"Little Mengzi, can you beat it?" Ye Feiran asked.
"Of course, I don't want to think about who I am. I am the mutant nine-leaf red branch." The mutant nine-leaf red branch looked arrogant, and after a while he added, "Even if I can't do it, isn't there still the other side of the flower?"
Ye Feiran: "..." So is it possible or not?
The mutated nine-leaf red branch did not pay attention to Ye Feiran's inner thoughts and continued to add, "But if Bianhua takes action, the essence of this nine-thousand-year-old tree spirit belongs to it."
Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking of the inheritance power of the other shore flower, his heart immediately turned to the four-leaf clover, "I think the four-leaf clover needs this thousand-year essence more, so you help me take down the tree spirit."
"good!"
"Teacher Yan, I need its essence." Ye Feiran said directly to Yan Zheng.
Yan Zheng was slightly startled, seeing the mutated nine-leaf red branch on the side, and thought it was what it needed.
"We are here to assist you."
Hearing this, the corners of Ye Feiran's lips slightly raised, and he solemnly said to help her, but the implication was that he would let her practice a little while.
At this moment, the thousand-year-old tree spirit turned into a woman wrapped in leaves. She stood on the tree and looked at Ye Feiran with contempt, "Tsk, even if you want to capture this tree spirit, just dream!"
As soon as the sound fell, the tree vines of the thousand-year-old tree spirit flew toward Ye Feiran and the others like flexible poisonous snakes.
"Blade!"
Ye Feiran gave an order, and the mutated nine-leaf red branches turned into densely packed sharp blades, cutting the tree spirit's vine into small pieces in an instant.
The thousand-year-old tree spirit looked at the vines on the ground before looking directly at the mutated nine-leaf red branch, but the mutated nine-leaf red branch had always hidden its aura, and it could not judge its strength.
In the end, the thousand-year-old tree spirit only thought that the mutated nine-leaf red branch had two powerful skills, one was corrosion resistance, and the other was that it could be turned into a sharp blade.
When one move failed, the thousand-year-old tree spirit immediately thought of the second move. It landed gracefully, but still raised its chin and looked at Ye Feiran, "It seems that I underestimated you."
Ye Feiran felt the slight vibration on the ground, looked at the thousand-year-old tree spirit, and said quietly, "I underestimated you too, Long Nail!"
The thousand-year-old tree spirit was wondering what her last two words meant. The tree vines it attacked Ye Feiran from the ground had all been nailed into the soil by mutated nine-leaf red branches.
"Hiss..." The thousand-year-old tree spirit felt a pain and looked at Ye Feiran with a horrified expression, then at the spike on the ground, "What on earth is it?"
"It's just a thousand-year-old tree spirit. Isn't it qualified to know who I am?" The mutated nine-leaf red branch's voice sounded a hundred times more arrogant than the thousand-year-old tree spirit. At the same time, the sharp nails broke all the vines.
"ah……"
The thousand-year-old tree spirit screamed, quickly pulled back the vine, and looked at the mutated nine-leaf red branch that had returned to its original shape in horror, "Who are you?"