Look at the dozens of sharp root systems drilled out from under your feet.
Lao Huang was also startled into a cold sweat. These roots of his grandma were lurking underground and attacked silently. If he hadn't been a rat and was sensitive to earthquakes, he wouldn't have been able to avoid the attack.
Lao Huang did not dare to stay on the ground for a long time and kept jumping. His huge body now became a drag, and every jump required a lot of cultivation.
And those roots are just like playing with the old man, chasing him leisurely.
It didn't take long for the land around Lin Beichen's temple to be smashed into a mess.
When Lao Huang jumped around, he deliberately avoided the simple temporary houses where boys and girls lived.
This move suddenly made Baoqi's heart move when he saw it, and a ferocious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He stretched out his hand and made a move, and the long-eared immortal immediately jumped over and knelt on the ground respectfully.
"You go..." Baoqi ordered in a low voice. The long-eared immortal was a little confused, but he nodded again and again, and then jumped directly to the simple house.
Perhaps Lao Huang was tired, so he made a mistake and failed to jump up, and his feet were immediately pierced by sharp thorns.
Those root spikes are as sharp as iron needles.
Lao Huang screamed, and the surrounding root spikes immediately rushed toward him like waves.
The corner of Baoqi's mouth raised slightly, and the other fairies also smiled. This big rat was so arrogant and domineering that he finally got his comeuppance!
Just when these spikes were about to pierce into Lao Huang's body, Lao Huang also started laughing.
I saw his figure suddenly downwards, falling down like a green onion.
At this moment, the roots lurking underground have emerged, stabbing Lao Huang from all directions. But at this moment, the roots hidden underground no longer have sharp thorns.
Old Huang digs the ground with his claws, his speed is extraordinary.
I saw him burrowing into the ground, just like a fish returning to the sea. Huge earth bags rose up on the ground, and the roots on the ground fell down one after another. Old Huang dug out the roots from the ground.
In a few breaths, Lao Huang turned over the land around Beichen Immortal Temple. When he came out, there was soft soil under his feet, and the ground was covered with javelin-like roots.
There were countless wrinkles around Old Huang's nose, he was laughing strangely, and his four yellowed rodents were shining brightly.
I saw his tail swiping hard, and those javelin-like roots shot out like arrows, heading straight for the demons and treasures.
Baoqi's face was dark, and countless roots sprouted under his feet, gathering into a wall to block those root thorns.
The two fairies did not have this ability. One of them was penetrated through the stomach. Although he would not die, he would have to lie down for at least half a month.
The other one was also scratched.
The boys in the courtyard were unlucky. Many of them were stabbed to death by the roots and returned to their original appearance. Except for a few mortals, there were wolves, insects, tigers, leopards and all kinds of spirits.
At this time, the root wall in front of Baoqi cracked like a curtain, and the tree roots swam like snakes, twisting and joining together, and finally became an old woman about 1.5 meters tall. Her face was made of woven roots, which was very strange.
Clumsy, wide skirt goes deep into the ground.
"You little mouse are quite interesting!" The hoarse voice sounded like the swaying branches and the collision of thousands of leaves.
Lao Huang said respectfully: "Grandma, I just want to guard the master's temple, and I don't want to be disrespectful to you."
At this moment, Lao Huang lost his previous arrogance. One of his previous arrogances was to attract Baoqi to enter, and the other was to frighten four seventh-level demon fairies. Facing an absolute powerhouse like his grandma, Lao Huang
His arrogance was meaningless, so he returned to his humble appearance.
Grandma's gnarled eyes looked up and down at Lao Huang: "That's right, don't follow your master anymore. Grandma, I need a godson to take care of me in old age. I'll take you in and teach you my magical powers. From now on, in this area, Tianjun will be the biggest.
Next is you!"
Baoqi narrowed his eyes slightly but said nothing. Even in Tianjun's place, grandma still has a pivotal position.
The other immortals all showed envious expressions, that was grandma's godson.
Grandma has several goddaughters, each of whom is in charge of her own business, but she doesn’t have a godson yet. This is really bad luck for Lao Huang.
"Don't worry, Tianjun will not make things difficult for you! Grandma, I keep my word!"
Seeing that Lao Huang did not immediately prostrate himself to the ground, grandma added.
Lao Huang said helplessly: "Thank you grandma for being considerate, but since I have recognized my master, I will definitely not abandon him."
The tone was helpless, but extremely determined.
Grandma said regretfully: "What a pity!"
The roots on grandma's body began to pull away quickly and burrowed into the ground, and then grandma would attack with all her strength.
At this moment, several screams came from the collapsed hut on one side of the temple.
Baoqi chuckled and said, "Grandma, I'm not in a hurry to help you, I'll have some fun first!"
Hearing the cry, Lao Huang immediately rushed to the hut, but the long-eared immortal had already emerged from the house and threw the teenagers one by one at Baoqi's feet.
Ten teenagers, plus Yun'er and her mother Rong Niang, were thrown into disgrace and were in a very embarrassed state.
Lao Huang stared at the teenagers, and then said disdainfully: "Baoqi, what are you doing? You don't think that catching these mortals will make me submit, do you? When have we, the demon immortals, ever cared about the life and death of mortals?"
Baoqi chuckled, and a face in the shadow under the umbrella looked as fierce as a ghost.
"I don't believe that there are demons and immortals who care about the life and death of mortals, so I want to broaden my horizons today!"
As he spoke, Tianjun grabbed a young man from the air and broke it with his palm. The young man immediately let out a scream, and his arm was broken like a straw, dripping with blood.
Lao Huang's pupils shrank to the shape of needles, but he smiled and said: "Baoqi, thanks to you, you are still the clone of the Heavenly Lord. You can't defeat me and you actually attack some mortals. If you spread the word, won't you be afraid of damaging the reputation of the Heavenly Lord?"
Baoqi laughed heartily: "The reputation of the Heavenly Lord is based on the blood of mortals and immortals. The more blood, the greater the reputation of the Heavenly Lord! Are you right?"
As he spoke, Tianjun broke his palm again, and the boy's other arm was also broken off.
The boy who had fainted from the pain was immediately awakened by the pain again, screaming!
Tianjun threw the boy aside, reached out and grabbed another boy and hung it in the air: "Little mouse, you are disrespectful to me, please kneel down and beg for mercy first and let me hear it!"