This time, the guy who was not afraid at all showed a terrified expression on his face for the first time, because he obviously felt that the power in his body was being frantically pulled away by those root systems.

At this moment, Fan Zhen spoke the mantra, "Om Bar Hum!" As soon as the mantra came out, the rays of rays shone on the roots, and it was like a bucket of strong acid sprinkling, which quickly corroded the roots. The roots within the range of the rays also retreated quickly, and then quickly gathered outside the range of the rays. Countless roots covered the sky and the sun, surrounding everyone in the rays. From a distance, they looked like a ball entangled and wrapped in vines.

As the root system becomes denser, Fan Zhen's face becomes paler. It seems that these root systems can not only absorb human energy through weapons, but also extract human true energy through supernatural powers.

Seeing the crisis, Zhu Hanwen pulled Fan Zhen's arm up and ran towards the green grass. Sure enough, these root systems could only surround them, but they did not dare to stop them. Several people came to the grass, and Zhu Hanwen roared, "Yang Yuan, use your sky eyes to shoot this grass, the more fierce the better!"

When Yang Yuan heard this, he hurriedly activated his true energy and gathered towards his eyebrows. A white light appeared on his eyebrows, and then a mark that looked like his eyes appeared. Yang Yuan pressed his hands on his temple and exerted force on the grass. A divine light shot out from his eyebrows and hit the grass. The grass trembled violently, and the ground where it was located began to tremble violently...

Then, a black head broke out from the grass. It turned out that the grass was a tentacle on the top of the head. After looking at the entire head drilled out of the ground, what was connected below was not the body, but countless dense root systems.

This made everyone present feel numb. If the honor of this thing was taken by ordinary patients with intensive phobia, it would probably make people faint at that time.

"The tomb guards the grass!" Zhu Hanwen shouted in dismay when he saw the head. "Did the Zulong die or how to deal with it? How could this thing be born here?!"

"Is this the tomb guarding the grass?" Yang Yuan's face turned pale when he heard Zhu Hanwen say it. He also heard the elders of the clan discuss this kind of magic grass.

According to legend, this tomb guard grassland is called Huyuancao. It was first cultivated by the ancient great god Rushou to protect the medicine garden. Its characteristic is that it is extremely aggressive towards living creatures within the perception range. Later, a root system was stolen by the ancestor of voodoo Shebi, using various poisonous corpses as fertilizer, and adding countless evil methods. The final product was finally cultivated, on the surface, just like Huyuancao, just a green grass. However, the main root has turned into a giant beast's head, and other branches used for attack also have the function of absorbing all energy. As long as it exists, all living creatures in a radius cannot escape its attack and encroach on it.

Because Shebizi pretended to die once every period of time, to deceive the secrets of heaven to avoid the order of heaven, and was afraid that he would be found by his enemies during his fake death, he cultivated this magic grass to protect his cemetery. Therefore, people in the world called this extremely dangerous and cruel species, also known as the tomb guard grass.

This is the guardian sage grass of the ancient gods. How could the unknown men be opponents? Thinking of this, Yang Yuan felt that his heart had been beating for several beats.

Zhu Hanwen knew this thing, because he relied entirely on the fact that he had read enough miscellaneous books before. According to the records of later generations, this thing once reproductive was crazily because of the lack of natural enemies and the withering of the ancient gods, which once caused harm to the world. Later, countless sages finally exchanged for ways to deal with it at the cost of their lives. Now Zhu Hanwen is trying to find what can be used in these methods.

This thing is ultimately a creature like evil spirits. It is afraid of all the magical powers containing righteousness and does not attack the Buddha's light of Brahma Zhen. This is the best proof. Is the magical powers containing righteousness calculated?

Zhu Hanwen recalled while trying all kinds of attack methods. In fact, if he and Yang Yuan can use weapons now, the problem will be easy to solve. Shangbaoqin Jinrai and the three-pointed two-edged knife have the effect of eliminating evil and suppressing evil. The crisis of main root damage is naturally solved, but it is bad that all metal weapons cannot be used normally in this unlucky place.

Zhu Hanwen, who was cursing the street, suddenly his eyes lit up and he shouted to Fan Zhen, "Try the Qibao Yushu dipped in a bottle of water!"

When Fan Zhen heard this, he quickly sacrificed the mutton fat jade bottle, took off the seven-treasure jade tree at the mouth of the bottle, poured it on the water in the bottle and waved it hard to the roots. The water droplets poured out and fell on those roots, instantly corroding holes of these roots. Zhu Hanwen immediately shouted,

"Release water directly! Brew tea with Yushu!"

Fan Zhen was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted. The clean bottle and the Yushu floated gently into the air. The clean bottle tilted slightly, and the flood poured directly on the Yushu, and then poured into the ground. The surrounding roots were corroded in an instant, and even the black head hid aside, making way for them.

"Fan Zhen, eliminate all evil things and wash your hair well!" Zhu Hanwen shouted.

Fan Zhen nodded, controlled the clean bottle, and flew to the top of the head. The flood poured down again, and the pitch-black head let out a sour roar. The root system that had originally scattered out now contracted back, and the knots were all trembling constantly. As the flood continued to wash away, the root system was washed away layer after layer, until in the end, only the green grass was left.

At this time, Zhao Banzi's voice came from the bottle, "There is such a treasure! As he said that, a big hand that deserves to be beaten out of the clean bottle, grabbed the grass and took it back into the bottle.

When Zhu Hanwen saw that the Tomb Guardian had been subdued by Zhao Banzi, he felt relieved. But when he turned around and looked at the situation under his feet, he found that a small river had gathered in the valley at this time, flowing towards the depths of the valley.

"Master Fan, how much water can you hold?" Zhu Hanwen said in surprise. Because he and Fan Zhen knew that he had never seen the water flowing through this thing.

Fan Zhen took back the two treasures and said calmly, "When I was just recognized by this treasure, I could hold a sea of ​​water in the bottle. As my cultivation level grew, I should be able to accommodate the four seas of water now."

After hearing what Fan Zhen said, Zhu Hanwen took a breath. What a good man! If this woman starts to get angry one day, wouldn’t it be that the Yellow River will be diverted and the Yangtze River will be diverted?

Fan Zhen seemed to enjoy seeing Zhu Hanwen's surprise, but the monks did not lie, so she had to continue saying, "Although the mutton fat jade bottle is extremely powerful, how much it can be used depends on my cultivation level."

After hearing what she said, Zhu Hanwen felt relieved, bowed and took off his shoes and socks, rolled up his trousers, waded in the river, and walked towards the end of the valley...
Chapter completed!