Master Cangsong thought to himself, thinking that he had found the key to the problem. At this moment, he narrowed his eyes and suddenly activated the escape light. He ignored Lao Jin and rushed directly into the valley.

Seeing this, Lay Buddhist Mo Han, Master Bai Lian, and True Lord Danxia were immediately confused. While secretly cursing Crazy Tutuo's recklessness, they followed closely behind, fearing that the treasure would fall into the other's hands.

The four people activated the escape light again, and their speed was nearly twice as fast as before. In just a blink of an eye, they had reached the top of the mountain range.

"You guys, do you think I, Lao Jin, don't exist?"

Lao Jin felt that he had been insulted, and roared angrily. He was about to rush forward to catch up, but suddenly his eyes narrowed and he stopped, with a strange look on his face.

The four people flying in front were already prepared and could turn against each other at any time, but they didn't expect Lao Jin to stop himself, and he couldn't help but feel a little doubtful in his heart.

"Haha, it seems that the monster is afraid of itself!"

Crazy-headed Tuo muttered secretly, and continued to fly towards the mountains without losing speed.

However, the moment he approached the mountains, a breeze suddenly blew in the valley. This breeze blew the flowers, plants and trees on the barren mountains. Countless leaves and petals fell one after another, and then floated up in the wind.

Mid-air, colorful, so gorgeous!

"Eh? What's going on?!"

Crazy Toutuo, layman Mo Han and other four people stopped their escape at the same time and looked around with vigilant eyes.

At this moment, the direction of the wind in the valley suddenly changed, and all the leaves and petals in the air rolled back, like fireflies all over the sky, falling on the heads of the four people.

These four people have been practicing for thousands of years and are well-informed. Among them, they have met many magical powers embodied in flowers, plants and trees before, and most of them are monks who practice wood-based Taoism.

"Hmph, you're just pretending to be a ghost! Someone must have arrived in advance and ambushed us here, hoping to sneak attack on us!"

Crazy-headed Tuo snorted coldly. Facing the leaves and petals in the sky, instead of showing any fear, he picked up the half-moon Zen staff and took the initiative to greet them.

Layman Mo Han, Master Cangsong, and Master Bai Lian all had calm faces and didn't look too worried. They each made a magic formula, some used their personal magic weapons, and some used their magical powers, as if they planned to combine these petals with

The leaves fell off easily.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

When a few leaves fell from the sky, Crazy-headed Tuo struck them with his Zen staff.

The next moment, a scene that shocked everyone appeared.

I saw that those three ordinary leaves were not hindered at all in the process of falling. They were like cutting tofu, easily cutting through Mad-Toutuo's Zen staff, and instantly split this magic weapon into four!

"What?!"

Before Mad-Toutuo could react, a leaf had already scratched his shoulder, his entire left arm was broken at the shoulder level, and blood spurted three feet into the air in an instant!

"ah!"

After a shrill scream, Crazy-headed Tuo's unbelievable voice sounded in the air:
Chapter completed!