Sudden--

Their feet sank, and thick tree roots suddenly burst out of the ground like pythons, tightly wrapping around their feet...

The roots of the tree trembled and tightened, and the ankles were painful from being strangled. Zhuge Canglan threw a ball of fire, only the surface of the tree roots was burned black.

Chen Kong, who was struggling with the roots of the tree, twitched and said, "It's useless. The poor monk said it is not afraid of... ordinary fire..."

Zhuge Canglan sneered: "If fire can't kill her, I don't believe that the Sky Sword can't cut her..."

I didn't originally plan to use the Sky Sword. After all, it is a sword for killing people, not an ax for chopping firewood.

But now it seems that it is no longer necessary.

Zhuge Canglan summoned the Heavenly Sword and slashed it down to cut off the tree roots.

As soon as my feet were free, the broken tree roots quickly grew new ones like a gecko.

Zhuge Canglan held the Sky Sword in both hands and swung it in a clear and impenetrable way. She chopped off tree roots one after another like chopping cabbage.

However, more and more tree roots are breaking out of the ground, like giant pythons, swinging their powerful tails and swinging over...

Chenkong shouted: "This is not the way to go. Sooner or later you will be exhausted and collapse. Little donor, I think we are really going to die in this ghost forest today."

Although Chenkong was surprised that Zhuge Canglan had the Sky Sword, the current situation was really... dangerous!

Zhuge Canglan himself was still short of money, so naturally he couldn't help him cut off the tree roots that were entangled with his feet. At this moment, the roots were already entangled with his waist.

And it is growing at an extremely fast speed, and in a short while it will be able to wrap around his head and wrap him up completely.

Zhuge Canglan made a 360-degree turn, and all the tree roots within a few meters of him were cut off.

"Shut your crow mouth. Besides, if I cut your tongue, I don't believe that I, Zhuge Canglan, will die in this hellish place..."

The Luofu Cave, the return of piranha flowers, the swarm of poisonous bees... She has come to such dangerous places, isn't she just a ghost cultivator, can she really die in her hands?

I thought of the female ghost's sizzling laughter in the sky.

"Hahaha, you ugly girl overestimates your capabilities and goes against me. Today I will let you be the fertilizer for my peach forest... Hey, monk, if you are willing to donate your sperm and yang, I can let you die two days later.

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Chenkong clasped his hands together, a faint Buddha light emitted from his body, and sighed: "Hey, female donor...it's not that the poor monk is unwilling, but when he sees you, the poor monk...can't lift it up!"

Zhuge Canglan tilted his left foot and almost fell down. In this dangerous state, Chen Kong could still say these words.

She had to say: Monk, you are amazing!

The female ghost was so angry that she said fiercely: "You... you, hum... the smelly monk is so shameless, then you will be torn alive by me."

After she finished speaking, the tree roots that emerged from the ground became stronger and grew faster.

The tree roots moving everywhere overwhelmed the two of them.

Chenkong suddenly screamed: "Oh, the poor monk's alms bowl, the poor monk's alms bowl..."

Zhuge Canglan subconsciously looked over, but without paying attention, his left foot was entangled, and the roots of the tree twisted violently. Zhuge Canglan was dragged to the point where he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The moment he fell, something fell out of his arms.

Chenkong, who was about to reach out to pick up the pottery bowl, saw something falling out of her arms, and his eyes lit up: "Little donor, what is that?"
Chapter completed!