sho_d();The dancing branches grabbed towards her like ghost claws. At the same time, a big hole appeared on the tree, as if it was the mouth of those trees, with sharp teeth inside.
"Woo..."
The howling sound, like a ghost's cry, spread in the forest, and the dancing branches tried to send her into those big mouths that were open and oozing blood and juice.
Upon seeing this, Fengjiu drew out her green sword and chopped with it. The branch that was sticking out was cut off with a whoosh and fell to the ground. However, the cut branch sprouted new buds again, which suddenly jumped out and attacked.
There were too many branches rushing out from the surrounding area at a very fast speed. She didn't have time to react and one of her feet was entangled and hung upside down in the air. The branches below were still reaching out to wrap around her.
Seeing that the branches would regenerate after being cut off by the long sword, she surged with spiritual energy and swiped her fingers across the Qingfeng sword. With a whoosh, a flame suddenly burst out and spread over the long sword. As she swung the sword, the flame burned and the severed branches finally stopped growing.
The branch that was entangled with her feet was about to throw her into the open mouth. At that moment, she cut off the branch that was entangled with her feet, and at the same time, she raised her hand and a flame shot out, heading towards the open bloodthirsty mouth below.
“Whoosh! Bang!”
There was only the sound of flames rising, followed by a loud bang. The flame blew the exposed bloody mouth into a charred state. A slight smell of burning filled the air, accompanied by a foul stench.
“Woo… Ouch!”
As if it was a scream, the big tree gradually wilted, and the dancing branches all drooped down, as if they had lost their vitality.
After finding the weak points of these trees, it became easier for Fengjiu to deal with them. In less than half an hour, the trees closed their mouths one after another, and the dancing branches stretched back, not daring to touch her.
Feng Jiu took a glance, then put away the sword in her hand, flicked her robe, brushed off the red fallen leaves on her shoulders, and then walked forward. With every step forward, the branches blocking the way were automatically retracted to make a way for her. From the looks of it, it was the tree roots that could not be moved, otherwise, they would have to pull up the tree roots and hide aside.
In the mangroves, red leaves drifted in the wind and fell slowly. On a path created by the big trees, a red figure walked slowly, as if stepping on the wind, with fluttering clothes and black hair, just like an immortal in a painting falling into the mortal world. Just the back figure that seemed to blend into the surroundings was as beautiful as a painting...
However, as evening approached, the cold and gloomy air in the air became thicker. On the ground covered with red fallen leaves, wisps of ghosts suddenly condensed and followed Fengjiu, wanting to get closer but unable to.
Fengjiu, who was originally walking slowly, seemed to have noticed something. She stopped and looked back. At the same time, the wisps of ghosts quickly hid themselves.
Looking at the gloomy aura spreading through the quiet woods, her eyes flickered slightly, and she said in a cold voice: "You'd better not follow me anymore, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
The cold voice spread with a strong pressure, shaking the fallen leaves in the forest and causing the hidden ghosts to look at her and retreat. sho_e();