Banyan Tree Demon

The Demon Tiger's speed was fast, but under these circumstances, it was naturally affected.

The flames burned even more fiercely. The Demon Tiger hesitated slightly, then turned and went around to the side.

Seeing this, Qin Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In theory, with the Demon Tiger's strength, this sea of ​​fire wouldn't pose much of a threat to it, but it was just its nature, so it avoided it.

This was about what he expected. No one had been here for at least thousands of years. There were demons here, but they probably hadn't seen this kind of situation.

He was just that donkey with exhausted tricks...

Just bullying the bumpkin Demon Tiger for not knowing the goods...

However, this method wouldn't delay for long.

"Senior Brother Qin, if we continue like this, we're dead..." Little Fatty's face was pale, and cold sweat dripped from his temples...

The gap was too big. This Demon Tiger was two major realms higher than them. If the Demon Tiger wasn't a bumpkin, relying entirely on instinct and talent, and had no experience, they would have died long ago...

"Stop talking nonsense, let's run first."

Rushing forward through the dense forest, the surrounding trees slowly began to change. The towering trees slowly disappeared, replaced by trees like banyan trees. The trees were not tall, and roots hung down from the branches. The ground was densely packed with intertwined roots.

Roar...

With a roar, a strong wind surged from behind, uprooting mountains and trees. Before the Demon Tiger's figure could be seen, the cheeks were already aching from the demonic wind, like the biting cold wind of winter, almost cutting the skin off...

"Run inside!"

Qin Yang shouted in a low voice, and rummaged in his Storage Bag, taking out a Talisman Script covered in a halo, the soft light, like flowing water, trickling.

As Qin Yang activated the Talisman Script, he heard a series of dripping sounds in his ears, and sporadic raindrops slowly fell.

The Talisman Script turned into a stream of light and disappeared. Above the forest, water vapor and spiritual energy gathered rapidly. In just two or three breaths, a black cloud covering an area of ​​several miles shrouded the forest.

Silently, the sporadic raindrops suddenly turned into a torrential downpour. As the rain fell, the demonic wind blowing in the air seemed to weaken by more than half with the rain.

Spiritual energy steamed, and mist filled the air. The lifeless trees around, as the spiritual rain poured down, seemed to be awakened. A vigorous vitality emerged from the ground. As the spiritual rain grew heavier, the vitality that burst out became stronger and stronger...

"Senior Brother Qin, Small Cloud Rain Talisman?" Little Fatty stared, his lips trembling, and the little joy that had just emerged in his eyes turned into despair in an instant...

Seeing such a big commotion, he really thought it was some powerful Talisman Script, but he never expected that it was just a Small Cloud Rain Talisman used to irrigate spiritual fields...

Just then, in the torrential rain, a black shadow arrived in the blink of an eye, and a fan-like paw slapped Little Fatty, who was full of despair.

Whoosh...

Little Fatty screamed, his body flying backwards, breaking two banyan trees in a row, before slowly sliding down from the trunk of the last banyan tree.

"Junior Brother Zhang!"

Qin Yang exclaimed, his face becoming very ugly. Little Fatty was covered in blood, leaning against the tree, his life or death unknown, blood constantly gushing from his mouth, and his breath rapidly weakening...

With no time to look, the Demon Tiger had already caught up from behind.

After only a few breaths of frantic running, the Demon Tiger behind him was getting closer and closer. Just the whistling of the demonic wind had already cut small holes all over his clothes, and fine cracks appeared on his skin, all blown out by the demonic wind...

"You took the benefits but don't work, it's mealtime, and you're still sleeping! Kill the Demon Tiger, and I'll give you another wave of spiritual rain! If I die, you won't get anything!" Qin Yang roared.

Suddenly, in the vibrant dense forest, the surging vitality soared. The intertwined roots on the ground seemed to come alive in an instant, turning into countless thick giant pythons, clustering and stacking, turning into python balls, and encircling from all directions.

In an instant, the Demon Tiger was surrounded. Tree roots emerged from beneath the ground, and aerial roots from the surrounding banyan trees began to writhe. Above, branches and canopies formed a sky-covering net.

The Demon Tiger was filled with shock and rage. It roared, unleashing a great demonic wind and soaring demonic energy, like countless blades whistling in unison, tearing apart everything. The tree roots, aerial roots, and branches that tried to encircle it were all reduced to dust in this demonic wind.

Unfortunately, the Demon Tiger tore through them quickly, but the tree roots surged from behind even more overwhelmingly, endlessly. At this moment, the entire forest seemed to come alive.

The battle turned into a pure war of attrition...

Meanwhile, Qin Yang was tightly bound by a tree root, tied to a tree trunk, watching the battle not far away with wide eyes.

After a little over half an hour, a mournful cry and a shrill scream came from within the mass of tree roots.

Before long, the tree roots that had formed a large ball receded, revealing a tattered, lusterless black tiger skin draped over a skeleton...

Then, on the banyan tree trunk in front of Qin Yang, an old face made of tree bark emerged, staring straight at Qin Yang.

"Release me, and I can give you another spiritual rain."

The old face remained motionless, but the tree roots binding Qin Yang slowly retreated.

Qin Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He really had no choice before. He couldn't beat the Demon Tiger, couldn't escape, so he could only run this way.

On the high-definition map, everything was extremely clear. When zoomed in, he could even see the direction of each tree's branches. Among the large patch of banyan trees here, only the one in the very center had a human face on it.

Seeing this, Qin Yang knew that there was a Banyan Tree Demon here, with tentacles covering at least dozens of miles.

After escaping into this place, he couldn't even see a single weed besides the banyan trees. Birds and beasts were gone, and the sound of insects was nowhere to be heard. How could he not know that this Tree Demon was already strong enough to devour all the spiritual energy and vitality here, but it had to fall into a deep sleep, allowing itself to slowly grow, relying on time to accumulate cultivation.

An upper-grade Talisman Script, Small Cloud Rain Talisman, gathering spiritual power and moisture, the Tree Demon would definitely not let it go. Awakening was inevitable.

Now it seemed that there was at least an opportunity to negotiate with this Tree Demon...

After landing, Qin Yang immediately took out more than a dozen Small Cloud Rain Talismans, activated them all at once, and threw them out. He only had one upper-grade Talisman Script, but he had quite a few middle-grade ones...

As the fine rain fell, the old face of the Tree Demon finally showed a little change, seeming very comfortable...

When the spiritual rain dissipated, the Tree Demon's old face continued to stare at Qin Yang expressionlessly.

"Senior, our transaction is complete. I don't have any more materials in my hand. When I come next time, I'll prepare more for you, okay?"

The Tree Demon didn't say a word, but the tree roots blocked Qin Yang's path, continuing to stare at him expressionlessly...

Qin Yang's face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot