“Hohuh!”

A large amount of evil spirit suddenly fell to the ground and then turned into a huge figure more than 100 feet tall. This guy was a vicious monster full of red and hard hair, pointed ears and fangs, and wide mouth and cracked cheeks. It roared with its teeth and claws: "Who is it? Who was talking just now, get out..."

"Take it!"

Before this guy could finish his arrogant words, Guan Heng had already issued an order. Suddenly, the King of Arsenal suddenly rushed up, "Bang!" The heavy head hammer hit the red-haired monster heart, and the other party roared in pain and flew backwards immediately, hitting the rock wall with a "bang".

"Soon!" The next moment, the demon lord, the old monkey rushed on with the wind, and then punched, "Dongdongdong! Bang bang bang!" The fist like raindrops fell on the monster's head and face, making it roll in pain, and howl.

"Now you believe you will be beaten after you come out?" Guan Heng smiled and said, "People, work harder and let this kid have a good meal."

"Don't worry, Mr. Guan, we will 'take care' it."

"Hehehe, you can't survive and die."

The bad guys such as Demon King, Armored King, Ice Dragon, and Tugong Toad were screaming while continuing to teach the red-haired monster a lesson. In the short time of the next, this guy really tasted the taste of making his life worse than death, and couldn't help but complain.

At this moment, Guan Heng said: "You guys are here to deal with this guy slowly, and you can do whatever you want, but remember to leave a breath for it."

"If you know Mr. Guan, don't worry." The demon lord shouted: "We guys have been familiar with the torture of the torture, and we guarantee that we won't let it die, but we won't let it taste less of this pain."

Guan Heng nodded and then said, "Qinghuo, come in with me and have a look."

"Yes, Mr. Guan." When Mianmu Qinghuo heard this, he immediately flew to Guan Heng and walked into the sealed cave with him. "Hey, there seems to be a faint breath of Baimianmu in this cave."

"Well, I feel it, too."

Hearing Qinghuo's words, Guan Heng nodded slightly, and then said: "It seems that this sealed cave and the red-haired monster are related to the changes in the Baimianmu Forest. Let's check it in the cave now and then go and interrogate that guy."

Upon hearing this, Mianmu Qinghuo immediately said, "Okay, I'll follow your arrangements from Mr. Guan." Then, Qinghuo and Guan Heng began to wander in the cave. The area of ​​this sealed cave is actually not small, and the more you go inside, the wider it is.

Suddenly, Guan Heng saw a strange light flashing in the area ahead, and it was light and dark, so he said, "Come with me!" After that, he led Qinghuo toward the front.

"Hey, this thing is..."

When he saw the flashing object on the low stone platform ahead, Qinghuo was suddenly surprised. It screamed: "What a rich wood spirit aura, and this should be the aura of Baimianmu. Why is it here?"

"No one can figure out this problem now." Guan Heng said in a deep voice: "But there is one thing that I know very well, that is, this ball of Baimian Wood spiritual energy has become very weak. If you don't replenish it with spiritual energy as soon as possible, it will sooner or later collapse and disappear."

Hearing this, Qinghuo was very anxious and said hurriedly: "Young Master Guan, please think of a solution for it."

"Don't worry, I'll find someone to ask about the situation first."

Speaking of this, Guan Heng patted the sword box on his back with his back, and then said, "Sword Spirit, come out and I have something to ask."

"Okay, master." The moment a sound came from the sword box, a thin stream suddenly flew out, landing in front of Guan Heng and turned into a sword spirit. He said, "What's wrong with you, please tell me?"

"I just want you to see the condition of this ball of white sleeping wood spiritual energy." Guan Heng pointed to the spiritual energy on the stone platform and continued, "Then I can save it."

"Hey, Baimianmu, this is a rare ancient plant." Seeing this spiritual breath, the Jumang Sword Spirit said with great interest: "It seems that you can encounter any good things in this ruins, and it's really worth the trip."

"What? Is this white sleeping wood rare? What's the use of it?" Guan Heng said in surprise: "I heard that it can only produce a breath that makes people or beasts sleep."

"Haha, this thing has many uses."

Jumang Jianling smiled and said, "The production of hypnotic breath is only one of the capabilities of Baimian Wood. In addition, its tree body can secrete special glue and has excellent fireproof effects. This item alone can be called "none of thousands."

"That's right, I've heard this from Prokhorn Spirit Deer and Qinghuo." Guan Heng nodded and then asked again: "What special functions does it have?"

"That's the most important one." At this moment, the Jumang Sword Spirit said solemnly: "The long-standing Baimianmu has the ability to 'awaken the dead'."

"Uh?!" Hearing this, Guan Heng and Qinghuo were a little surprised, but at the next moment, Guan Heng seemed to think of the key thing, so he pointed slightly: "Well, I seem to have guessed a few points, you can continue talking."

"Baimian wood is not relatively long among the spiritual tree species. Their tree age usually stagnates for about a thousand years, and then witheres and dies. However, there are also some elderly Baimian woods who can overcome the boundaries of life and death by chance."

Jumang Sword Spirit said: "As far as I know, Baimian Wood, which is more than 1,500 years old, will produce a strange aura, which is the secret that can awaken the dead."

After a moment of pause, he continued: "Speaking of this, I just heard rumors. The breath of the thousand-year-old Baimianmu has the ability to turn the deceased into a 'living zombie', but there is only a very small chance of success."

"I understand." Guan Heng murmured to himself at this time: "The red-haired monster was trapped in the Seal Cave and could not escape. It happened that there was a large white-sleeping wood forest above the Seal Cave. It wanted to use this object to awaken some living zombies and help itself escape."

"Well, Mr. Guan's inference makes sense, but there is one thing I don't quite understand."

Mianmu Qinghuo said with some confusion: "As far as I know, the white mianmu above is hundreds of years old, and there is no old tree that is more than a thousand years old. How can that guy, the red-haired monster, wake up the living zombies?"

"I know the reason about this."

As he said that, the sword spirit walked near the stone platform, first glanced at the ball of white mimeng wood spiritual energy, and then said: "I'm sure this is the breath left by Baimeng wood for more than a thousand years. As for the tree body, it probably has disappeared."
Chapter completed!