The demon spirit slave knew the relationship between Zhu Lingwu and the little white fox, so even if it was unhappy with Zhu Lingwu, it could only barely deal with it.

Then it turned to the little white fox and said diligently, "Master, look at it, I can definitely do it!"

The little white fox just stuck out his tongue and licked his teeth, and casually swayed its right front leg, which was considered as agreeing to the request of the demon spirit slave's butt.

To it, the demon spirit slave’s butt is like a little eunuch under the queen. The more careful the demon spirit slave’s butt is, the more it doesn’t matter.

With the approval of the little white fox, the demon spirit slave's butt flashed and flew out of the cloud where Zhu Lingwu was hiding. It was not affected by the Qinglong Panmu magic circle.

The body, which was flashing with yellow demon light, seemed to turn into a yellow-clothed elf when it arrived in the Qinglong Panmu magic circle. After a few flashes, it arrived next to the big camphor tree, but the big camphor tree had no response and was still dozing off.

The demon spirit slave's butt seemed to be deliberately showing off, and flew directly to the face of the camphor tree spirit, and even reached out to grab the vine that looked like a beard.

Then it flashed into the mouth and nose where the camphor tree spirit was breathing, and tapped it slightly with its demonic hand, then turned its head and looked at Zhu Lingwu with pride.

But the camphor tree spirit still didn't respond much, and he really looked like he was just eating and not caring about things.

Afterwards, the demon spirit slave flashed a few more times and entered the slope in front of him, probably in front of the cave where the head of Qinghua Sect was.

"Hmph, is it really showing off? Or is it already knowing that we exist, deliberately letting go of our butt, waiting for us to go over before taking action?"

Zhu Lingwu saw the figure of the demon spirit slave's butt disappearing in front of him, and couldn't help but look at the camphor tree spirit saying suspiciously, but he was a little depressed about the demon spirit slave's butt.

The little white fox heard the strange smell hidden in Zhu Lingwu's words, and couldn't help but smile, "Old ghost, what are you thinking? Why don't you talk to me first!"

"Don't worry, let's see if that butt can open the door for us. No matter whether this big camphor tree is pretending to be dead, if we can really enter the cave of the head of Qinghua Sect, we will do something later!"

Zhu Lingwu reached out and stroked the little white fox's head, and said thoughtfully.

Then Zhu Lingwu drove the clouds and slowly floated towards the big camphor tree. Of course, under the hidden spiritual power released by the little white fox waving its tail, it was still like a phantom of a blue dragon in the green dragon plate wood array, swimming towards the big camphor tree.

However, the big camphor tree still seemed to care about how sound he was sleeping, and did not react. In Zhu Lingwu's soul-minded sensing, the spiritual power in the camphor tree seemed to have no fluctuations.

"Old ghost, this tree spirit seems to be really asleep, without any reaction! Oh, the butt has arrived in front of the cave! Well, there is really a ban to block the cave door!"

The little white fox said to Zhu Lingwu one after another as if he had received some information from the demon spirit slave's butt.

"Oh, it really went in. Well, look at this butt, it's really a bit strange. It can actually flash into the banned portal!"

"It really went in? Can it open that banned door?"

Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but ask the little white fox in surprise. In this case, the Qinglong Pan wooden magic array plate seemed to be waving to him again.

At this moment, Zhu Lingwu was less than fifty steps away from the big camphor tree while driving the cloud group. Zhu Lingwu suddenly felt a fluctuation of spiritual power around him.

"Well, I'm really pretending to be asleep, hum!"

Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but snorted coldly, but saw more than ten vines flying out of the lush branches and leaves of the big camphor tree, like more than ten tentacles whipped at the clouds released by Zhu Lingwu, and entangled them.

Zhu Lingwu was naturally prepared. Driven by the magic trick, a whirlwind dragged the clouds where he was hiding dozens of steps back.

"Who are you, why did you sneak into Qinghua Cave!"

The big camphor tree suddenly opened its mouth and said to Zhu Lingwu in a rough voice. At the same time, under the ground around the big camphor tree, countless fine roots of the earthy yellow camphor tree stretched out, covering Zhu Lingwu in the air.

At this moment, Zhu Lingwu was trapped in a trap by the camphor tree calculation.

Zhu Lingwu's brows moved slightly. He didn't expect that the roots of this big camphor tree had been spread so far. Although he felt an inexplicable sense of relief in his heart, the current situation was indeed a bit of a headache.

Just now, his soul thoughts were just paying attention to the spiritual power fluctuations in the camphor tree spirit's body, but he ignored the vines parasitized on it and its hidden root system.

A few thoughts flashed quickly in his mind. Zhu Lingwu seemed to have thought of some countermeasure. He smiled and squeezed a magic trick in his hand, and then a small fire bullet condensed.

The small fire bomb then took advantage of the vines and the roots of the vines and before they were completely closed, it flew into the air, and a phantom of the green dragon flew past there.

The blue spiritual dragon condensed from the blue dragon plate wood magic array seemed to smell something, and immediately bounced over the small fire.

The small fire bomb also slowly flew back under the drive of Zhu Lingwu, and then exploded on the vines stretched out from the camphor tree spirit and the cage woven in the roots.

Such a small spell will naturally not have any impact on the camphor tree spirit. The flames that exploded from the small fire bomb were soon extinguished by the green water spilled out from the camphor tree spirit root system.

At this time, Zhu Lingwu was completely shrouded in the camphor tree roots and vines. The light around him suddenly darkened, as if he had entered a closed dark room.

Zhu Lingwu frowned, and his right hand had already held the Red Dragon Flowing Golden Blade, and the five Xuanming ghost heads that were attached to Zhu Lingwu's body now seemed to be growing on Zhu Lingwu's body, but they also opened the skeleton ghost mouth to the outside.

The Xuanming ghost claws inside these Xuanming ghost heads and skulls are ready to go out and tear them out with the vines and roots at any time.

Zhu Lingwu didn't know how strong the camphor tree spirit was, so he was trapped by the camphor tree spirit's trick. Although he had made a small move, he still tried his best to deal with the camphor tree spirit's next methods.

However, Zhu Lingwu was even more curious about something. What would happen if the ban on the Qinglong Panmu magic circle discovered the existence of this camphor tree spirit?

Will the Qinglong Panmu magic array attack this camphor tree spirit or not?

Sure enough, before the roots and vines of the camphor tree spirit attacked Zhu Lingwu, the phantom of the green dragon attracted by Zhu Lingwu with a small fire bomb flew to the cage net formed by the roots and vines.

It seemed to sniff it with its nose, and then its blue phantom suddenly turned into a green light entity, and its claws were swaying towards the roots, and the vines tear it over.

However, the dragon claws transformed by its innate wood spiritual power cannot cause too much damage to the roots and vines of the camphor tree spirit.

These vines and the camphor tree roots were covered with slippery juice, which made the physical minions of the Azure Dragon's phantom not cause much damage to them at all.

However, the camphor tree spirit knew what the blue dragon phantom was and did not dare to counterattack it. However, the wooden spirit dragon condensed from the blue dragon plate wood array still made a new attack.

As the blue dragon phantom condensed by the innate wood spiritual power of the Qinglong Panmu magic array, naturally, it is not the only one with such power.

Now, it completely regarded the camphor tree spirit as an alien who broke into the Qinglong Panmu magic array. After discovering that the direct physical attack could not produce any power, it couldn't help but roar at the camphor tree spirit.

On the surface, the roar of the phantom of the blue dragon, which was spreading its teeth and claws, did not make any sound. After all, it was just a spiritual condensation formed by the spiritual power of the innate wood.

But a strong shock wave rippled from the phantom-like dragon's mouth, causing the vines to waft the camphor tree roots stretched out by the camphor tree spirit to fluctuate continuously.

This camphor tree spirit used to siege the camphor tree roots and epiphytic vines that captured Zhu Lingwu. It was obviously aggrieved. They were also on the same side as Qinghua Sect, but why were they attacked now?

But their grievances could only knock down their teeth and swallow them into their stomachs. The blue dragon phantom formed by the blue dragon plate and wood magic array was still unwilling to give up. Obviously, it would not stop if it did not solve these invading aliens.

Some blue light balls flew out from its mouth, landing on the roots of the camphor tree. The net woven by the vines suddenly turned into wood-type Yuan Lei.

"Boom..."

The continuous burst sound of the thunder ball bursting. These wood-type thunders condensed with innate wood spiritual power are quite powerful, and are equivalent to the palm thunder condensed by a wood-type cultivator after building the foundation.

The camphor tree roots of the camphor tree spirit, the epiphytic vines, suddenly turned into charred broken branches under the bombardment of the wood-type Yuan Lei.

However, this was just the beginning. With the explosion of these wood-type thunders, arcs with light green luster burst out and turned into lightning to chase the camphor tree roots that were retracted by the camphor tree spirit, and the vines flashed.

For a moment, the area was almost sealed by a light green arc. The camphor tree spirit released it to capture Zhu Lingwu's camphor tree roots and vines, and black smoke rose from the flash of the arc.

This scene also surprised and delighted Zhu Lingwu. The original dilemma was solved. At the same time, the blue dragon phantom actually sent him so many electric arcs.

Zhu Lingwu's talented magical power to control currents, but no matter what attribute you are, the current can receive control.

So although he is also in the dense arc flickering space, these arcs seem to have actively avoided the cloud group controlled by Zhu Lingwu.

Under Zhu Lingwu's mind control, these arcs gradually condensed from the original disorder. Not long after, a huge arc group formed outside the cloud group controlled by Zhu Lingwu.

At this moment, Zhu Lingwu seemed to have transformed into a god who controls the punishment of heaven, and the surrounding arcs were his divine power to punish evildoers.
Chapter completed!