Some of the disciples who were wrapped in wicker on the ground were not dead, but with each breath, the wicker wrapped around their bodies became tighter, and the flesh and skin on their bodies were squeezed out of the cracks in the wicker.
These disciples knew that they were going to die, and they were only full of resentment towards Hou Jingshan and the others, and they scolded with their last breath.
"You sanctimonious scumbags, I won't let you go."
"You're so ruthless."
"Dream old bald donkey, you are a Buddha cultivator, and you actually did such a vicious thing, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you?"
Hou Jingshan and the Dream Mage listened to these words, and their faces were extremely pale, but they did not stop at all and continued to run towards the giant willow.
Juliu also sensed the intentions of Wu Weizi and the others at this time, and suddenly separated the ordinary wicker roots and tried to block the three of them.
However, at this time, Hou Jingshan and they were only less than ten meters away from the giant willow, and the dream mage shouted a Buddha horn and threw out the robe on his body, and the robe rose in the wind, blocking the flying willow.
"Xuan Jing Zhenren, it's up to you" Wu Weizi also shouted, stepped on the ground with both feet, and the spiritual rune in his sleeve was attached to the ground as if he didn't want money, a blue light flashed, and the roots under the soil suddenly broke out of the soil.
Seeing Hou Jingshan approaching, the giant willow seemed to be in a hurry, waving wicker and roots violently, and the pressure on the dream mage and Wuweizi increased at the same time, and the robe and enchantment began to tremble constantly.
"We can't stop for long" The Dream Mage gritted his teeth and shouted, seeing that the robe was poked out by the wicker for a few holes, he quickly bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Hou Jingshan finally ran under the tree, did not dare to pause at all, jumped up a little high under his feet, and pasted a purple spirit talisman on the trunk of the tree.
Celestial Master Talisman This was used by his master to save his life before Hou Jingshan went down the mountain, and now he didn't have time to think about this situation, so he directly used his strongest means.
"Boom" A loud roar rang out, and the purple spell turned into a cloud of purple lightning, quickly melting into the trunk of the dryad.
Xuantian Yang Thunder The power of a Heavenly Master-level spell is not comparable to that of the Heavenly Thunder Technique.
The giant willow suddenly trembled violently, and without caring about continuing the attack, countless willows spread out in the surroundings, wrapping around the iron tree, trying to force the power of thunder and lightning out.
But how could the Celestial Master's spell be so easy to dissolve, purple lightning continued to flicker on the trunk of the tree, and the branches of the giant willow became dry at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the dead leaves fell like a torrential rain.
"Roar" A terrible scream resounded throughout the tomb, and the thick trunk of the giant willow gradually turned black, and a few green smoke came out, turning into charcoal.
"Huh" Hou Jingshan sat on the ground, sweating like rain, and those surviving disciples had an expression of escaping death.
Wu Weizi's face was also very pale, and he looked like he was consuming a lot, but he immediately walked to Hou Jingshan's side and said, "Xuan Jing Zhenren, now is not the time to rest. ” Hou Jingshan nodded, stood up from the ground, and without looking at the surviving disciples, walked around the remains of the giant willow and walked forward, followed by Wuweizi and the Dream Master.
There were more than thirty people when they entered the tomb, but now only eleven remain, most of whom died at the hands of the dryad.
Although the idea was out of nowhere, he was inseparable from the Dream Mage, and he would definitely lose his reputation in the spell world in the future.
However, cultivators respect their strength, as long as they get the Yin and Yang Bagua Mirror, a little false name is nothing With his own strength and the nine-stage light magic weapon, he is qualified to stand on his own, even if he is removed from the mountain gate because of this matter, it is nothing.
In the face of huge interests, Hou Jingshan and the Dream Master have already left their reason behind.
"Senior brothers, what should we do now" The remaining disciples watched Hou Jingshan and the others leave, their faces were cloudy, and they turned their eyes to Zhang Cheng and Hua Long at the same time.
The strength that Hualong showed just now convinced everyone, and being able to release so many rune swords at the same time is definitely a real person's high-grade cultivation.
In comparison, Zhang Cheng's performance surprised them even more, he didn't even cast a spell, and he could block the attack of the dryad with his body alone, which was simply unheard of, and everyone was both surprised and admired.
Of course, it was impossible for Zhang Cheng to leave, and after thinking about it, he said: "We also want to see the magic weapon of the Nine Stages of Light, if you want to go, just go." ” After speaking, he no longer paid attention to these disciples, tilted his head towards Hua Long and Wang Dafu, and quickly followed behind Hou Jingshan and the others.
Those disciples looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted their teeth and followed.
It's not that they're not afraid of death, but now they have so many people left, and on the way back, they have to pass through dangerous places such as mercury pools, and if something goes wrong, it is estimated that none of them will survive.
Rather than this, it is better to follow Zhang Cheng and them, at least the chances of survival are greater.
Hou Jingshan and the three of them walked all the way, but after the death of the tree demon, a large amount of demonic qi and yin qi were released, which gathered in the tomb, forming a gray cloud, and it was almost impossible to see the five fingers.
And once they accidentally deviated from the path, they would be attacked by powerful ghosts, and the three of them had to slow down and move forward cautiously.
But now is the time to race against time, there is not so much time to waste, and in the end, it was the Dream Mage who took out a relic, and said a few words lightly, dispelling the clouds within a few meters around him, and the speed of everyone increased a little.
But the three of them walked for twenty minutes, but they never stepped out of the path, and the surrounding area was still cloudy.
"Something is wrong" Hou Jingshan stopped and said in a deep voice: "According to our speed, we have walked a kilometer or two, even if this tomb is big, it will not be so outrageous."
The Dream Mage also frowned and said, "Yes, even if this trail is winded again, it will not be so long, could it be that a ghost hit the wall?"
The three of them each used their means, or sacrificed magic weapons, or cast spirit runes, after all, they were real people with high-grade cultivation, and with their combined efforts, they suddenly forced the fog away, and the path under their feet actually began to move slowly, gradually changing from left to right.
"It's a fantasy" Hou Jingshan and the others were overjoyed, and they didn't dare to withdraw their mana, so they rushed forward quickly.
After a few more minutes, the trail finally came to an end, and the fog came to an abrupt halt, as if blocked by an invisible barrier.
"The Ritual Instrument is in front of you" As soon as Hou Jingshan walked out of the fog, he felt the breath of the Yin and Yang Bagua Mirror, and he was immediately overjoyed.
In front of it was a bluestone-paved avenue, at least seven or eight meters wide and more than twenty meters long, and at the end of the avenue there was an archway, and the breath of the magic weapon came out from it.
The eyes of the three of them were full of excitement, and after spending so much effort, they finally succeeded in sight, and without hesitation, they rushed forward as soon as their bodies moved.
I'm sorry to be late today, but I'll find time to write more tomorrow
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