Full-time Summoner

The sword-scarred lion saw that the situation was not good, and the mane on its body stretched straight like a sharp sword, turning into a protective circle with lethality. The sword-scarred lion was about to break out of the encirclement, and the sharp claws in his hand shone coldly under the moonlight, grinning , roaring at those dead tree magic roots.

Whoosh! ! However, how could the fish that had already been caught escape so easily. The dead tree magic roots rush towards the sword-marked lion like octopus tentacles. These black and thick roots have pointed heads. If they are bound by the magic roots of octopus tentacles, the waiting prey will be pierced by thousands of swords and dragged into it. The underground becomes a nutrient.

Roar! block! block! Shua, the sword-scarred lion is just like its name. Its every move is like a swordsman's sword. Its claws and bites are extremely sharp, and cutting steel plates is just a matter of claws.

Roar! ! I saw the sword-scarred lion's physical function was pushed to the strongest, and it roared wildly. Its sharp claws were like thousands of sword formations, evolving into the strongest sword intent. It crazily strangled the charging dead tree's magic root, even if it escaped the front claws With its sharp claws, the sword hair on the neck of the sword-scarred lion can cut iron like mud. Even if it escapes, the teeth like a large crusher can easily crush the magic root, cutting it like a net. Attacking pitch-black tree roots.

Zhaohua watched the sword-scarred lion gradually rushing out of the net, his figure was as nimble and light as a monkey, he jumped back slightly and disappeared into the night, he had already seen what was going on .

Zhaohua didn't intend to continue watching at all. Based on his knowledge and speculation, the sword-scarred lion would not survive tonight. It is estimated that it will be buried in the soil in a few minutes, and it will continue to nourish dead trees and leaves as nutrients. Bar.

It was decided that the dead tree would give birth to Ye Zhaohua. He had to make some preparations now, and then come back at night to hunt the prey in the dark and harvest what he wanted.

Sure enough, just as Zhaohua thought, not long after Zhaohua left, the horror of those dead tree demon roots far exceeded the expectations of the sword-marked lion. Silk threads as thin as hair, these threads are red and black, and when the moon is covered by dark clouds, these threads seem to disappear.

These are the real dead tree magic roots, and those thick black ones are just skins like skins. Countless root threads appear, and when the real dead tree magic root appears, I understand why it is called a magic root.

Hurrah! ! Immediately, the devilish energy surged into the sky, and an ominous, dark red gas emerged from the ground. As the devilish energy emerged, more tiny roots appeared, densely packed like blood vessels in the human body, and they were connected to each other. The connection is like hair growing from the earth, like the blood vessels of Mother Earth, it looks terrifying from a distance.

If you can see through the soil, you will find that only the roots of the whole tree have not been split. Those dark and thick roots are actually controlled by these tiny magic roots.

These hair-thin magic roots grow in the tree stump like hair strands. On the whole, it looks like a person stuck upside down in the soil, with separated legs on top, and human head and hair on the bottom.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. The horror is not only those hair-like magic roots, but also the magic energy. These magic energy has an anesthetic effect, and inhaling a little can make people drowsy.

It's time for dinner, and those tiny magic roots are like students who have lunch at school, rushing to the school frantically, scrambling for the first, fearing that there will be no food.

It can't be cut at all, the sharp claws of the sword-scarred lion are already very powerful, and it turns into a phantom sword dance to resist the attack of the magic root, but many of the magic roots are dozens of entangled together, like twists made by a little girl Like braids, they are extremely tough and can be cut continuously, and once they are entangled by tiny devil roots, they can suck blood dry.

Coupled with the anesthesia effect of the magic energy, in less than three minutes, the sword-scarred lion turned into a dead lion and lost its combat power, lying on the ground skinny.

Rumbling, a quicksand pit appeared on the ground, and the body of the sword-scarred lion slowly sank into the soil.

After the sword-scarred lion was dealt with, a few magic hair roots emerged from the tree where Zhaohua was squatting, as if observing where Zhaohua had gone. It turned out that Zhaohua was discovered from the beginning, you were waiting, so was it, and finally Zhaohua saw through the dead tree and left first.

Zhaohua did not return to Zhaojia Village immediately, but continued to hunt 30 stinkbugs, and Zhaohua left in the morning. After handing over the corpses of forty-one blaster stinkbugs to Uncle Zheng, Zhaohua contacted Lin Mo and asked him to help collect the items he needed.

Now Lin Mo started to do business after he stopped studying. He opened a mage agency.

This is not to introduce you to mages, but to help some hunters, mages, and some families to collect materials, collect items, inquire about information, and so on.

Lin Mo is an intermediate-level earth-type mage, and the second is the wind-type. In Congcheng Linmo, the cultivation of an intermediate-level mage is the best guarantee for doing business. In addition, Lin Mo is also friends with Zhaohua and Deng Le. He can give priority to I got some material information, so Lin Mo's business has been doing quite well.

During the phone call, Lin Mo said in a surprised voice: "My darling, what are you going to do? The things here are not simple goods, some are semi-contraband medicines, I may not be able to get them for you. of."

Zhaohua sent Lin Mo a list of some medicines and items used to deal with the dead tree magic root, and some of them needed large doses of anesthetics, which were prescription medicines, and they needed a lot of them. Get so many goods.

Zhaohua said: "It doesn't matter, as much as you want, it's best to get it within three days."

"That's fine, I'll send you what I can get first, and the rest in three days."

After confirming, Zhaohua started the daily meditation, replacing rest with meditation, until noon, Lin Mo's things were delivered, except for the insufficient amount of anesthetic, everything else was ready.

During these three days, Zhaohua traveled to and from Guifeng Mountains every day, bringing dozens of stinkbug carcasses to Zheng Bo. In addition to making the special adhesive, The scale skin also needs to be processed, and the scale skin is planned to be forged into a magic armor similar to a chain mail.

"Oh? Your kid goes to Guifeng mountain range every day. Sure, he is a mage."

Zhaohua didn't enter the Guifeng Mountains immediately today, because he had already got all the things he needed today. He was going to deal with the dead tree demon root today, and now he was chatting with some villagers who were doing transportation at the post station.

"Yeah, the school asked us to collect the pollen that confuses the flower demon, but the pollen that confuses the flower demon has hallucinogenic effects, and I don't know how to deal with it, so I went in and out for a few days, but I didn't get it. Today is the deadline. well"

Zhaohua had a dejected expression, like a student who had to hand in his homework but didn't finish it.

"Hey, then you are really asking the right person. Let me tell you, those bewitching flower demons will indeed release pollen to attack their prey, but using wine can make them temporarily incapacitated, and then they can take the opportunity to collect pollen." A transporting middle-aged man said while shaking the jug in his hand.