Chapter 901 Strange Vine

As the white bones gradually increased, Zhang Xiaohua naturally became careful. He sacrificed the Red Spirit Protection and Defensive Jade Talisman as before. When checking the scattered white bones, the injured areas were different. Some were on the head, some were on the ribs, etc., and more, they did not see any injuries. They probably did not hurt the bones. However, all the wounds were thin, and the small holes seemed to be similar to needle-punching!

"This is strange. If the Tongtian Ape killed it, the bones must be sparse. Where can I be complete? Even if there is a complete bone, it is still a hole as big as a bowl. How can it be so small? Could it be that there are other beasts?" Zhang Xiaohua pondered to herself.

However, if there are too many bones, it naturally means that the route is correct. Even if it is not a palace like Ruijin Palace, it is reasonable that Zhang Xiaohua's greedy personality will never go away.

Holding the Prajna Sword and Zhu Meng was driven within ten feet of his body. Zhang Xiaohua moved forward steadily and after half a meal, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly stopped. It was not that the white bones here were shocking, but that he could smell a faint fragrance in his nose.

The fragrance is very strange. Although it is extremely light, it can be smelled very refreshing. But if you smell it carefully, it will be a little erratic. Even Zhang Xiaohua's thoughts will be moved and gradually pulled to pursue it. At this moment, Zhang Xiaohua's heart suddenly appeared, and a thin silk vine appeared from the messy ruins under her feet, like green lightning, wrapping straight towards Zhang Xiaohua's ankles!

Zhang Xiaohua's spiritual consciousness has always been released, but his mind is attracted by the strange fragrance. If he doesn't notice it, he is entangled by the silk vines. When he sees the thin silk vines, he immediately understands the cause of the death of the bones he had seen before. How could he be scared? As his fingers move, Zhu Meng roars and cuts them accurately on the silk vines. Zhu Meng's end is sharp, and the silk vines are immediately broken. However, this silk vines seem to have life. After a light green juice seeps out, he shakes twice, just like a person's pain.

With a "swoosh", the silk vine did not withdraw. Instead, he raised his head to wrap around Zhang Xiaohua. "This is so great..." Zhang Xiaohua thought, and with a wave of the Prajna heavy sword in his hand, it hit the stem of the silk vine on the ground in front.

With a "bang", the silk vine broke from the stem, and the front part fell to the ground like a dead snake.

The rest of the parts will immediately retract when they see the greatness.

Before Zhang Xiaohua could see the broken silk vine picked up and watch it, a breeze suddenly passed by. When Zhang Xiaohua looked up, she was shocked!

I saw that there was nowhere around the ruins where he was standing, perhaps at the broken wall, perhaps at the cracks on the ground, or perhaps at the cracks on the pillars. Countless silk vines were like willow branches flying all over the sky, covering Zhang Xiaohua's all directions!

"This... is this the willow tree becoming a spirit?" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked and inserted the Prajna heavy sword to the ground, and took out the nameless long sword from her belt. The silk vines were really powerful. Zhang Xiaohua had just pulled out the sharp sword, and countless silk vines from all directions were flying and attacking Zhang Xiaohua.

Although Zhang Xiaohua was shocked, she was not in a hurry. She had tried Zhu Meng and Prajna just now, but it was not particularly difficult to deal with. So, she pinched the left hand technique and drove Zhu Meng within a radius of one meter, shattering the silk vines that penetrated here as much as possible. The long sword in the right hand also injected true energy, activate the sword light and waved it all around her body.

This situation may have never happened in Huanxu. A small sword flew freely like a dancing elf, flying around a circle of one meter. Without any movement, a green silk vine fell to the ground. Each green silk vine fell to the ground, and a small stream of green juice splashed out. The three-foot sword light inside the small sword was the same. However, for a long time, countless broken silk vines fell under Zhang Xiaohua.

Zhang Xiaohua laughed and walked forward a few steps, and the front of her was empty again. He entered Huanxu himself and had never been so easy. Although this silk vine is a fatal killer for ordinary martial arts masters, for Zhang Xiaohua, it is like the willow branches that he played in Guozhuang when he was young, and has no lethality at all!

After half a cup of tea, countless green juices were splashed on the ground, but the juice contained a faint fragrance, which was exactly what Zhang Xiaohua had heard before.

Just as Zhang Xiaohua was struggling in a row, and as she moved forward, countless silk vines were suddenly blown by the wind and suddenly disappeared. At the same time, a cold whistling sound came from far to near.

The laughter was like a whistle, extremely sharp. I didn't expect it to be emitted from the mouth of a person. Before Zhang Xiaohua could hesitate, there were a row of afterimages falling from the sky. It was a bowl-sized branch like a soft willow branch, just like a common long whip in the world. It was just that the speed of this long whip was too fast, and I couldn't see the real body, and only a row of shadows were seen in my eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua jumped in the air without thinking, trying to avoid the whip first. However, this branch had just passed by less than under him. The front end was swung again and covered it down. Zhang Xiaohua pointed his hand and flew away from Zhu Meng, and rushed straight toward the outer stem of the 1 zhang open. He waved his right hand again, and the sword light surged and cut off the branch that was on the head.

With a "chi" sound, the sword light cut on the branches and entered in response to the sound. A stream of fragrant juice was also sprayed out. However, the sword light just pierced in and wanted to cut it off, but it could not be. The branches shivered, which would shake off the long sword. At this time, Zhu Meng also pierced into the stem. With a moving spiritual sense, it penetrated the body and penetrated the thick branches directly.

The branch was painful and swung like a thigh in the air. What was amazing was that the small hole pierced by Zhu Meng was gradually shrinking, and the trauma of the sword light was also gradually shrinking.

"The power of wood, the power of life! It's really extraordinary!" Zhang Xiaohua immediately understood the meaning of wood power. It was the golden power of weapons like chasing dreams and long swords, but it could not control the huge branches.

Seeing that the weapons were useless, the first thing Zhang Xiaohua thought of was the fire talisman. He shook his hand and put away his long sword. Several fire talismans were fired, with a blunt sound of "puff" and a few wisps of flames burning on the branches.

However, the flame was really small, and compared with the huge branches, it was really not enough to see. Even Zhang Xiaohua was worried. The flame was burning on the branches, and the branches seemed to be a little scared and painful. But then, light green juice was sprayed out from the branches, pressing the flame... and extinguishing it!

The miracle that Zhang Xiaohua expected did not happen after all!

"Oh, is the battle between immortals so complicated?" Zhang Xiaohua frowned and began to think about what kind of magic weapon to use. After thinking for a while, it was fruitless. The magic weapon in the wallet seemed to have no effect on this branch, and at this time, the branch was thrusting over with its teeth and claws!

For a moment, Zhang Xiaohua was so proud that he stretched out his hand and pulled the Prajna heavy sword from the ground. He smiled and said, "It's just a willow branch. I want to see if you smash it to pieces. What else can you do to make trouble!!!"

As soon as he said that he waved the heavy sword, he hit the branches.

The branch was very flexible, but it could not withstand Zhang Xiaohua's sword technique. With a "puff", the Prajna heavy sword pierced into the branches, and a stream of light green juice spurted out. Zhang Xiaohua didn't look closely and pulled out Prajna. Then he shook his hand again. A sword flower, "brushing" on the branches. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight fist-sized holes were left on the thick branches.

Zhang Xiaohua took away the sword move and was about to stab it again, but the branch was different from the previous reaction. The shaking of the branch was slight at first, but then expanded again, but it did not stop. Zhang Xiaohua swept his spiritual sense and was surprised to find that the place where the Prajna heavy sword was stabbed, and the holes were different from the wounds stabbed by Zhu Meng and others. They did not heal, but the light green juice did not stop and kept popping out.

"Hahaha" Zhang Xiaohua was overjoyed: "It's really a thing that brings down another thing!"

Then, Zhang Xiaohua had his teeth and claws, and he stretched his body to use the Dream Weaving Sword Technique and stabbed the branches that were still shaking in the air.

"Puff puff puff" sounded, and several holes appeared on the branches. The branches circled, and the branches sucked horizontally around Zhang Xiaohua's waist. Zhang Xiaohua flashed by, and the branches took advantage of Zhang Xiaohua's avoidance and retreated with a "swoosh" sound!

Zhang Xiaohua would not let go, and she sprang to keep up.

The branches retracted very quickly, but for a long time, Zhang Xiaohua followed him and walked straight for half a cup of tea. In front of him was a damaged palace. Next to a pillar, the plaque said "Qingmu Palace".

Seeing the plaque of the Qingmu Hall, Zhang Xiaohua felt nervous. Needless to say, moving forward, it must be "Wushui Hall", "Lihuo Hall" and "Houtu Hall". I just don't know if there is a "Mofen Palace" in the center of Huanxu within the Five Elements Formation?

Looking around, the Qingmu Palace is not much different from the Lihuo Palace. According to previous memories, Zhang Xiaohua walked inside with fearlessness holding the Prajna Sword.

Before the Qingmu Palace, there were not many bones I saw just now, only scattered. I guess it was hurt by the thick branches. When I entered the Qingmu Palace, it was extremely clean. I guess everyone had not escaped the attack of the branches and died on the way to the Qingmu Palace!

But... what's worth so many people coming in this Aoki Palace?

No one is going to the Ruijin Palace, which is also the eyes of the formation?

Zhang Xiaohua looked at the Qingmu Hall covered with green vines, flashed up and went straight inside. When he arrived at the place where the formation eye was, he was stunned.

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