The sound was like oil meeting fire, making a sizzling sound. As the flame burned in the air, the demonic energy gradually decreased. Even some of the demonic energy and some of the surrounding trees quickly shrank back as if they were afraid of being touched by the flames. Even the demon tree took the opportunity to escape.
Fengjiu concealed her aura and disappeared into the darkness to chase the demon tree. She did not put out the fire here, but let it continue to burn. She took a deep breath and stabbed the Qingfeng sword in her hand directly into the trunk of the demon tree.
When the sword pierced in, green juice flowed out with a whoosh sound. At the same time, the demon tree screamed and its trunk shrank little by little until it finally became a human-sized stump.
“Tell me, where are my people?” Fengjiu asked, pulling out the Qingfeng sword and pointing it directly at the demon tree. As the force increased, the sharp tip of the sword pierced into the human-shaped tree stump again, and a trickle of juice oozed out, accompanied by the tree demon’s cry for mercy.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I will take you there." It begged for mercy quickly, fearing that its hundreds of years of practice would be destroyed.
However, the tree demon was leading the way in front. As they walked, Fengjiu glanced at the ground calmly. She secretly generated a wisp of fire in her palm. The next moment, she suddenly struck out with her palm, hitting a seemingly dark and empty ground beside her.
"Bang!"
"ah!"
The palm wind, carrying flames, struck down with a bang, and a scream was heard. Some black liquid splashed on the ground. Feng Jiu flicked her hand and swept the splashed liquid to the other side.
The demon tree took the opportunity to escape, but she snorted coldly and swept the sword in her hand, cutting off the branches of the human-shaped tree stump.
"ah!"
The demon tree was startled and instinctively squatted down. When it saw the branches falling to the ground, it turned around tremblingly and said to Fengjiu, "I, I can't take you to the front, otherwise the demon king will kill me.
"Then aren't you afraid that I will kill you? Or, do you want to experience what it feels like to be burned as firewood?" Feng Jiu glanced at it, playing with a cluster of flames in her hand, and threatened in a cold voice.
Looking at the innate heavenly fire, the tree demon showed a look of fear and shrank back: "No, I'll take you there, isn't it okay for me to take you there?" Then he accepted his fate and led Feng Jiu forward. When they came to a big tree, he shrank back and said: "Just go in there, it's right there."
Fengjiu looked at the place where the tree demon pointed. It was a huge, lush tree. It would probably take seven or eight people to surround the tree trunk. The demonic aura around the tree trunk was a little thicker, but other than that, it didn't look anything special.
"How do we get in?" Fengjiu asked.
"Circle the tree trunk left and right, then pat it and shout 'open' and it will open." The tree demon said in a low voice, while paying attention to his surroundings from time to time.
"Underground palace?" Fengjiu raised her eyebrows.
"Yes, those two people of yours were captured by the Demon Queen herself, and taken inside. The Demon Queen likes to absorb the essence of cultivators the most. If you don't want to see them reduced to nothing but bones, you'd better go in quickly." The tree demon said as he backed away, fearing that Fengjiu would come after him again.