After the Fairy Disappeared

   There was a loud bang of "pong", and a nasty horse hit the ground, **** and **** on the spot.

  Fu Shanyue kicked down the guard beside him by the way, and the latter was just thrown under the horse without making a sound.

  The envoy of the Chiyan Kingdom was about to reach out to wipe his face, but felt his body lighten, and was grabbed by his collar and lifted up.

  Fu Shanyue grabbed him and jumped off the cliff!

   Seeing this, the two guards rushed over angrily. Feng Mo breathed out, and two gusts of wind rushed towards them, blowing them away.

   Directional and precise.

   "Huh, it turned out to be the envoy of the Chiyan Kingdom?" This was beyond He Lingchuan's expectations. Fu Shanyue's target changed from the envoy of the Shanyu Kingdom to the envoy of the Chijun Kingdom.

   Between the two, is there any connection?

  Shanyu country has civil strife, so what's wrong with Chiyan country?

  He has too little information at hand, and he may not be able to draw credible conclusions.

   Debris from the sky fell down one after another, but the members of the guard team were also quite tough, and they still tried their best to fight back while hiding in the XZ gap. The Chiyan envoys were taken away by accident. If they could not protect the remaining missions, this mission would basically fail.

  The energy of the arrow tip has changed from dark blue to dark green, which shows that the morale has not been broken, but instead they have the same hatred and hatred when facing desperation.

   This is the only way Feng Mo fears. Even if the guards shoot sideways, the whirling air duct will eventually send the arrow to it.

  He Lingchuan's eyes followed Fu Shanyue's figure all the time, so he could find that he and the Chijun envoy were not smashed to pieces, but slid back to Fengmo Mountain under the influence of the hang glider!

   It's just that they landed on the outer lower layer of Fengmo Mountain, where there are many holes, and Fengmo blocked the guard's sight, and the latter failed to find the whereabouts of Fu Shanyue and the others.

  He Lingchuan was about to dive down to find out, but saw the leader of the **** team take out a shiny golden object.

  The spiritual seed of the treasure tree king.

   It is also the designated treasure for the sacred bone necklace.

  So He Lingchuan strangled the rock sheep in one go.

  The appearance of the Spirit Seed, on the contrary, caused Feng Mo's anger to surge. Its figure even began to fluctuate, and quite thick arms grew from both sides of its body!

  The bows and arrows fired by the guards were mostly blocked by their arms, and then they were thrown back fiercely.

   Then it bullied again, swung its arms and smashed **** the giant tree phantom, and the wind force of each blow was unimaginable.

  Once, twice...ten times.

  If there is substance to each heavy blow, everyone can hear a huge friction sound, as if the tarpaulin is about to be torn in a second.

  The wooden staff on the ground also swayed very violently.

   After all, it is only a branch of King Treasure Tree, and it is impossible to have all its power. It is already very impressive to be able to survive until now.

   At this time, the leader of the guard team knelt down, holding the Spirit Seed in both hands, and muttering something.

  Beside them, there seemed to be another deep voice echoing.

  As a bystander, He Lingchuan noticed that the wind demon was gradually turning red, and at the same time, he gathered all the outer gusts of wind. So much so that He Lingchuan on the opposite dangerous peak felt calm around him, and even the endless mountain wind stopped.

   Concentrating all the power in one place is more powerful. It can be seen that such a violent attack is too heavy for Feng Mo.

   Both sides have tried their best.

  The wooden stick on the ground was finally overwhelmed, after all all the pressure was on it.

   With a sound of "poor", it was scraped out of the ground.

  The entire **** team lost its shelter, and the strong wind that almost reached level 18 instantly blew everything into the sky.

  No matter whether it is a person or a corpse, or a heavy carriage or a huge stone, no one is spared.

  The barrier was broken, and Feng Mo won.

   It roared triumphantly.

  The leader of the guards was also unable to stand still, but he had sharp eyesight and quick hands, grabbed the wooden stick in his hand, and then pressed the spirit seed on the head of the stick!

  The shapes of these two things don't match, and I don't know how they are embedded. Before He Lingchuan could take a closer look, the leader took the wood

  The stick was used as a javelin, and it was thrown towards Feng Mo viciously!

   It stands to reason that anything within such a short distance will be skewed by the strong wind. However, this staff is an exception. It is completely unaffected by the wind, and it is firmly moving towards the established goal——

  Then plunged into Feng Mo's head.

  The spirit seed suddenly burst into light, like the sun reappearing in the dark world.

  Although the light burst was only for a short moment, it stimulated the stick to grow with all its strength, becoming longer, thicker, and decentralized...

  He Lingchuan stared blankly, isn't this the aerial root of King Baoshu?

  If it weren't for this talent, it wouldn't be able to form a forest from one tree and support such a heavy crown.

  After only a few breaths, the wooden stick unexpectedly grew into a huge root ball, enclosing Feng Mo in it. It took such a short time that it even broke its two arms.

  On closer inspection, you can find that there are slender air whiskers on each root system, densely intertwined into an irregular network, denser than human capillaries.

  Of course it is impossible for the wind demon to go to jail obediently, turning into a few gusts of wind and then going out.

  However, golden light radiates from each root, and together they form a solid barrier, which actually holds Feng Mo inside the ball.

  Feng Mo rushed left and right inside, making a lot of noise but failed to break through.

   This is one of Treasure Tree King's signature enchanting techniques:

   Root impurity surgery.

  Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the leader of the **** team used the power of the spirit seed to subdue the wind demon. The spiritual seeds of King Treasure Tree can grow into border guards in various parts of the territory, and the monster power contained in it is surprisingly abundant.

  And the ability of trees to block wind, fix sand, and absorb water is beyond doubt.

  In today's thin heaven and earth aura, perhaps only the treasure tree king can accomplish this with his special talent.

  The leader of the guards was able to use the spiritual seeds, which was also the result of communicating with the little spiritual knowledge left in the seeds by King Baoshu.

  Of course, sending it on the field is a last resort. If the power stored in it is consumed too much, I am afraid it will not be able to grow into a tree guard smoothly in the future. This is greatly detrimental to the stability of the northern border of Baoshu Kingdom.

  In the era when spiritual energy was rare, it took the King of Treasure Tree thirty-six years to conceive such a spiritual seed.

  The helplessness of the situation and the safety of the mission finally prompted the leader of the **** team to make up his mind.

  The wind demon was imprisoned, the strong wind suddenly weakened, and things in the sky fell down one after another, like dumplings.

  The guard who landed first was busy saving people.

   Fortunately, the two special envoys of the Sura Kingdom and the White Elephant Kingdom were still alive, and were injured to varying degrees. But the first thing they do when they're rescued is gasp for air—

   Being in the high-speed wind circle, I couldn't breathe at all.

  The people who were swept into the wind circle by the wind demon before, if they were not killed by other flying objects in the first place, they would also die or become comatose due to suffocation.

  More people and things are unlucky and fall off the cliff, that is, they will be smashed to pieces, and they will not be saved.

  The leader of the guard team also jumped to the ground, he only breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly recited the formula, wanting to completely subdue the wind demon. No matter how high his force value is, he still has nowhere to use his energy when he meets such an invisible opponent, so he can only recite the terms taught by King Baoshu honestly.

  There is always such a disadvantage of learning now and using it now, that is, unskilled.

This tactic is deadly awkward and long, and some syllables are not like what humans can pronounce. It is just a matter of lip service for King Baoshu to read it himself, but the leader of the guards has to repeat it if he misses a syllable. Come on, the more you make mistakes, the more urgent you are, the more anxious you are, the more mistakes you make, sweating profusely on your forehead, and finally you have to take a deep breath and start all over again.

  During this period, Feng Mo was not idle, spinning desperately in the root ball, creating a vortex of air flow, and drawing in the surrounding north wind to supplement itself.

   After all, this ball is not controlled by the treasure tree king himself. It can only be set according to the fixed settings at the factory. It restricts the things inside to go out, but does not restrict the things outside to enter.

  So even if Feng Mo is locked up, he still has the energy to draw strength from the outside world.

  As the Fuma hit harder and harder, the root ball floating in the air began to fly towards the east—

   That is, heading towards the ruins of Misty Sect, the speed is quite fast

   At least fifty miles.

   The leader of the **** team saw that there was no good way to do it, so he could only straighten his tongue and read the formula as soon as possible.

  Not far away, He Lingchuan saw this scene, rolled his eyes, and suddenly said to Dementor: "Send evil spirits, there is work."

  Although it was daytime, the four fields were drowsy, and ghosts could move, so the soul-destroying mirror readily responded.

   A black light shot out from He Lingchuan's body and floated towards the opposite official road, unaffected by the wind on the way.

   At this time, there are so many chaos, no one will notice the black smoke floating around.

  The leader of the **** team closed his eyes, and calmly recited the formula word by word. This time, there were no mistakes or omissions.

   Just when he read the last few syllables, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his calf, and he was actually stabbed!

   This is not over yet, the person who attacked him actually dragged his feet back!

   The chanting of the tactic by the leader of the **** team was interrupted again.

   Two subordinates shouted around: "What are you doing!"

  「Let go!」

  「This is a female boss!」

  The leader of the guard looked down, and saw that the attacker was actually a wounded lying on the ground, dying!

   It's just that the wounded man has a hideous face now, with black air lingering around him.

Ok?

  He has the power to protect himself, and he can see that this guy is actually bewitched by evil spirits.

  The captain of the guard kicked the man away, and the head of the wounded hit the rock, with a "bang", all the pulp came out.

  The black smoke from his body flew away quickly.

  The guards found out that the unlucky guy who was kicked to death came from the embassy of Sula Kingdom. He was sucked into the sky by the tornado just now, and he lost half his life when it fell down.

  The captain of the guard was extremely angry, but he couldn't help it, so he had to take a deep breath and recite the formula again!

   But after a while, Feng Mo bumped into the root ball and went all the way up, crossing the peak of Feng Mo Rock.

   "Good job." He Lingchuan patted the soul mirror to show his approval.

   It was not easy for the precious tree spirit species to leave the guards and come to the mountain peak. Of course he has to help Feng Mo for the time being.

  The more chaotic the scene, the greater his success rate of stealing the Spirit Seed.

  He Lingchuan probably guessed why Feng Mo had to come back here, but when he drove the sheep down, he suddenly frowned.

   At this time, there are actually many outsiders in the mountainside.

   There is no shortage of smart people everywhere. Some merchants come to their senses and realize that the official road is the hunting ground of Fengmo, but the opposite mountain is safe and sound. In fact, as long as they stay away from the crowd, the wind monsters will not come to catch them.

   So here they are.

   But in He Lingchuan's view, they are here to die.