I don't know what it means to him, but everyone seems to be vying for it, and I can't help but wonder what it looks like.

Just as my mind was changing, Puzan had jumped to the edge of the fruit, stretched out his hand, took the purple core in his hand, and let out a loud laugh.

However, before this guy could laugh completely, a fist-thick vine shot out of the soil behind him again, turned into a soft whip and entangled, and strangled Puzan's waist.

"Ah...... Let go of me!" the old creature immediately showed a lot of fear on his face, and with a wave of his hands, he tore desperately.

But the vine was tough and full of spikes, and after tightening Puzan's waist, it immediately contracted wildly, and the stinger also dug deep into his crumpled belly, oozing a lot of blood.

"Ahh

With the spread of the mantra sound, the yin magic thorn on the old guy's face gradually flickered, and countless lunar breaths seeped along the skin and pores, and the originally withered body swelled again, and there was a faint tendency to break free from the shackles.

However, the dryad hiding in the ground is not a vegetarian, not a tree vine, and in the blink of an eye, another one, turned into a prison lock, and once again wrapped Puzan's body around.

I was horrified and glared back at Ichiro Hikari, "You did it on purpose?"

Ichiro pursed his thin lips and said with a smile, "This old guy is very capable, but I don't know who is better than the underground Dryad?

When I said this, I was covered in cold sweat, and I couldn't help but feel a little admiration in my heart, but more of it was a deep fear of this person.

This guy from Dongying, whether it is means or wisdom, is really very human, but I don't know what he wants to take such a big risk to take away the soul rejuvenation grass?

At this time, Puzan and those tree vines were still in a stalemate, whether it was the dryad hiding underground, or Puzan who was full of black magic, both sides tried their best, constantly engaged in a tug-of-war, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

However, Pu Zan was flesh and blood, and he was pierced by countless spikes, which must have been very uncomfortable, and after less than a minute of confrontation, his face gradually became flushed, and his facial features twitched violently, as if he was a little discouraged, and hurriedly yelled at several other cultivators, "Don't watch the show, help me cut down these tree vines!"

"Good!"

Several cultivators yelled one after another, jumped up, and were about to rush forward to support, but who knew that Guangfu Ichiro, who had been watching the play indifferently beside him, sneered, raised his arm, and several white paper figures immediately floated in the air, floating in the air with the white mist, and shooting at the group of cultivators lightly.

"Bastard, what are you going to do?" Puzan was shocked, turning his head to show a stool holding expression on his face, glaring angrily at Hikari Ichiro.

The little Japanese let out a sneer, "I think it's best for you to die with the Dryad, at this time, I won't sit idly by and watch others help you!"

As he spoke, Ichiro also waved his short knife and rushed directly at the group of cultivators, while not forgetting to shout at me, "Let's do it together, whether it's Puzan or the Dryad, once either of them get out of trouble, they won't let us go!"

I was still hesitating here, and my heart said that you are a little Japanese rampant, why did you order Lao Tzu? Seeing that Ichiro was fighting with many cultivators, the blades were flying, like a silver moon, and he had a plan in his heart, so he didn't pay attention to it at all, and turned around and was about to run.

But at this moment, a fierce roar erupted from Pu Zan's mouth, "Boy, even if I fight to the death, I will never let you be satisfied!"

As he spoke, the old boy directly raised his hands high, and a black air flow erupted all over his body again, and his body expanded further, squeezing many tree vines under the surface one after another, and then his body contracted for a while, breaking free from the gap in the tree vines.

My eyebrows jumped, and my heart said that this old thing is really powerful, and even such a powerful dryad can't trap him, but I'm afraid that Ichiro will be in danger of this trip.

I was hesitating in my heart, whether to help Hikari Ichiro, but I found that Zhao Xu, who was stuffed into the woods by me just now, actually picked up another Pu knife, and rushed from the side with red eyes, aiming at the old thing Puzan, and yelled in his mouth, "Old bastard, return my family's life!"

"Stinky boy, get out of here!" Pu Zan didn't look back, waved his big sleeves, and a breath agitated along the sleeve robe, hitting Zhao Xu's chest straight up, the huge pressure made his ribs shatter, spurting blood, and flying out of several meters.

"I'm Nima, why did I come back again...... I was anxious, anyway, I owe Zhao Xu, if I can't take him out of here alive today, how can I still walk in the rivers and lakes in the future.

Thinking of this, I could only rush back, kick sideways, and push the old thing into the air.

This kick used ten percent of my strength to kick the old thing to a staggering foot, so that it didn't fall back into the crack.

Looking at his face that had become pale due to blood loss, I was overjoyed, this old dog was first broken by Chen Xuanyi's black method, and his body did not recover, and in the process of stalemate with the tree demon just now, he urged the secret method again, and at this time he had already boiled out of oil and lamp, and he couldn't exert the strength of the fourth or fifth layer, why not take advantage of his weakness and ask him to die?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on my face, and I picked up the Pu knife with my backhand, buried my head in the kill, and slashed at the old thing's face door.

Seeing that I was violent, I immediately raised my hand and threw out a handful of black sand, I only felt the fishy wind blowing on my face, my eyes were black, and I quickly waved the Pu knife to a dripping water, blocking the hidden weapons that were shot.

At this time, Pu Zan had already taken a breath, and roared angrily, "Little brute, you ran away last time, and you dare to come this time!"

I sneered and said, You old thief is not dead, how can I sleep peacefully?

I read the cowardice in the eyes of this old boy, and knew that he was no longer able to fight at this moment, so I immediately swung the sword even more frantically, forming a silver flare, and beckoned him to the vital point.

I was fighting on my side, but the bare cheek Ichiro not far away was a little weak, after all, he had to face four or five guys with good cultivation, and the stiffness lasted for a long time, and he couldn't help but be weak, so he deliberately bought a flaw, spun around, and hurriedly jumped to my side, taking advantage of Puzan's desperate parry attack, he shook his hand and opened a long hole in the back of this old thing.

"Ah......h