Seeing that the situation was not good, the mane on his body was as straight as a sharp sword, turning into a protective circle with lethality. The sword sedan lion was about to break out of the siege. The sharp claws in his hand emitted a cold light under the moonlight, grinning, and roaring at the demon roots of the dead trees.

Swish, swish, swish!! However, how could the fish that have been caught easily escape? The demon roots of the dead tree rushed towards the sword-scared lion like octopus tentacles. The heads of these thick black trees are pointed. If they are tied up by the demon roots of the octopus tentacles, then the one waiting for the prey is the ten thousand swords to penetrate the body and be dragged underground to become nutrients.

Roar! Block! Block! Brush, the sword mark lion is just like its name. Its every move is like a swordsman making a sword. It is extremely sharp when he grabs and bites. Cutting the steel plate is just a chord.

Roar!! I saw that the body function of the sword scar lion was promoted to the strongest. He roared wildly, and his claws were like thousands of sword formations, which evolved the strongest sword intent. He frantically squeezed the demon roots of the dead tree. Even if he avoided the sharp claw attack of the front claws, the sword hair on the sword scar lion's neck could cut iron like mud. Even if he still avoided it, the teeth like a large crusher could easily bite the demon roots and cut off the dark tree roots that were attacking like a net of heaven and earth.

When Zhaohua watched the sword-scared lion gradually rushing out of the net of heaven and earth, his body was as flexible and light as a spirit monkey. He jumped back and disappeared into the darkness. He had already seen what was going on.

Zhaohua didn't plan to continue watching. Based on his knowledge and speculation, the sword-scared lion would not live tonight. It is estimated that it will be buried in the soil in a few minutes, and it will continue to nourish the leaves of the dead tree as nutrients.

Ye Zhaohua, the dead tree, is going to make some preparations now, and then come to hunt down the prey in the dark to harvest what he wants.

As expected, as Zhao Hua thought, not long after Zhao Hua left, the terror of the demon roots of the dead tree far exceeded the expectations of the sword scar lion. Only a sound of puff puff puff puff was heard, and thin silk threads as thin as hair were shot out from the ground. These threads were red and black. When the moon was blocked by the dark clouds for a moment, these threads seemed to disappear.

These are the real demon roots of the dead tree. Those black and thick ones are just skins like skins. Countless threads appear. When the real demon roots of the dead tree appear, they understand why they are called demon roots.

Huh!! Suddenly, the demonic energy was overwhelming, and a dark red gas emerged from the earth. As the demonic energy emerged, more tiny threads appeared, densely packed like the blood vessels of the human body. They were connected to each other, like the hair growing on the earth, like the blood vessels of Mother Earth. It looked very terrifying from a distance.

If you can see the soil under the soil through the soil, you will find that the entire tree has only the roots left and the roots are not split. The dark and thick roots are actually controlled by these tiny magic roots.

These thin roots of hair grow in a tree stump like hair. Overall, they look a little like a person slamming in the soil, with separate legs on top and human heads and hair on the bottom.

Swish, swish, swish, puff. It’s not just the hair-like demon roots, but also those demonic energy. These demonic energy have anesthetic effects, and inhaling it can make people drowsy.

When the meal started, those tiny magic roots were like students who were making meals at school, running to school frantically, rushing to the top, fearing that there was no food to eat.

There is no end to cut the sword. The sword scar lion's sharp claws are already very powerful, turning into a phantom sword dance to resist the attack of the demon roots, but many demon roots are dozens of them tangled together, just like the braids braids made by a little girl, they are extremely tough and slashed continuously. And once they are entangled by the tiny demon roots, they can suck blood dry.

With the anesthetic effect of the demonic energy, in less than three minutes, the sword-scared lion turned into a dead lion and lost its combat power, lying on the ground with a thin bone.

Rumbled, a quicksand pit appeared on the ground, and the sword-stained lion's corpse slowly sank into the soil.

After the sword-scared lion was solved, several hair-shaped roots emerged from the tree where Zhaohua was originally squatting, as if observing where Zhaohua went. It turned out that Zhaohua was discovered from the beginning, you were waiting, and it was waiting. Finally, Zhaohua saw through the demon root of the dead tree and left first.

Zhaohua did not return to Zhaojia Village immediately, but continued to hunt thirty storm elephants. Zhaohua did not leave until the morning. After handing over the bodies of forty-one storm elephants to Zheng Bo, Zhaohua contacted Lin Mo and asked him to help collect the items he needed.

Now that Lin Mo has not studied, he has started to do business, so he has opened a mage agency.

This is not about introducing you to the mage, but helping some hunters, mages, and some families to collect materials, collect items, inquire about intelligence and other matters.

Lin Mo is an intermediate earth mage and a second-level Feng system. From the city of Lin Mo, the middle-level mage is the best guarantee for doing business. In addition, Lin Mo, Zhaohua and Deng Le are also friends, so he can get some material information first, so Lin Mo's business is already doing quite well.

On the phone, Lin Mo said in a surprised voice: "My goodness, what are you going to do? The things here are not simple goods. There are some medicines that are semi-contraband, and I may not be able to get them for you."

Zhaohua sent a list to Lin Mo, which was used to deal with the demon roots of the dead tree, and there were large doses of anesthetics. This thing was a prescription drug and still needed a large amount of it. It was indeed difficult to get so many goods in a short while.

Zhaohua said: "It doesn't matter. It's best to get as much as you want. It's best to get it within three days."

"Okay, I'll send you what I can get first, and I'll send the rest in three days."

After confirmation, Zhaohua began his daily practice of the underworld, using the underworld instead of rest. Until noon, Lin Shi was delivered to his hands. Except for the insufficient amount of anesthetic, everything else was already complete.

During these three days, Zhaohua traveled back and forth to Guifeng Mountain every day, and brought dozens of corpses of the Explosive Wind Elephant to Zheng Bo. In addition to making that special adhesive, Zheng Bo also needs to process the scale skin of the scale skin, intending to forge the scale skin into a magic weapon similar to a chain mail.

"Oh? You guy goes into Guifeng Mountains every day. OK, you're a mage."

Zhaohua did not enter the Guifeng Mountains immediately today because he had already obtained all the things he needed today. He was going to deal with the Dead Tree Demon Root. Now he was chatting with some villagers doing transportation at the post station.

"Yes, the school asked us to collect pollen that confuses the flower demon, but pollen that confuses the flower demon has hallucination effects, and I don't know how to deal with it, so I have been in and out for a few days and haven't got it. Today is the deadline. Alas."

Zhaohua looked dejected, like a student who was going to hand in his homework but had not finished it.
Chapter completed!