The vine demon separated its tendrils and burrowed into the ground.

Soon after, the vine continued to drill through the hole in the stone.

The strange wind can only restrain the soul primordial spirit, but it has no effect on the body, so the vine beard can drive straight in.

The vine demon has done too much, and in the underground that ordinary people can't see, the dense vine whiskers have already rushed into the Tibetan Wind Mountain.

At this moment, it really angered the existence hidden in the Tibetan Wind Mountain.

The entire Tibetan Wind Mountain has changed, and the mountain has begun to shift.

The Tibetan Wind Mountain began to churn, the ground cracked, and the mountain collapsed.

The whole mountain seems to come to life in this moment, and this feeling cannot be described in words, but this mountain seems to have a consciousness of its own, and it is quite unfriendly to us.

He wants us to get out of here, of course, in my perception, the will that erupts from the Tibetan Wind Mountain at this moment, transformed into human language, is definitely more intense than the previous sentence.

There was a clattering sound, and a large net formed under the ground, and the vines that were connected to each other were suddenly torn apart by the force of the entire mountain.

It's like a spider building a web on a person's body, and it's okay if it's not discovered, but when it is found, of course, it's torn off.

The effect of the vines connecting with each other had already failed at this moment, and the Tibetan Wind Mountain was constantly roaring and roaring, and the violent wind blew out of the cracks in the ground after the vine demon was torn apart.

It was like the roar of a mountain, and at this moment, I seemed to have been shaken and couldn't hear anything else.

My ears are ringing, the trees are falling, and the wind is howling.

I felt like I couldn't stand in this place, and my body couldn't help but retreat.

"This kind of Wei Nen, could it be that the one who did this thing is the mountain god in the Tibetan Wind Mountain?"

I stepped back and thought that I couldn't stay in this place for a while.

Looking at the other side, the vine demon is still not dead.

If it is an ordinary person, it has been torn into several paragraphs, and there is no hope of natural survival, but the vine demon is a demon after all, or a vine, and his life is quite tenacious, although it was torn, but the core was never attacked.

It's just that a large amount of demonic qi and body have been destroyed, and the vine demon has been hit hard like never before, and I'm afraid that the cultivation will regress a lot.

At this time, the vine demon did not dare to stay any longer, he resumed the appearance of a Tibetan man, and ran out of the mountain without looking back.

At this time, the aura near the Tibetan Wind Mountain had been stirred, and he could only run out.

I opened the way with the Ruomu sword in my hand, ran out of the mountains and forests in three directions and two verticals, and finally got out of danger after leaving the Tibetan Wind Mountain for a distance.

The vine demon also walked out of the Tibetan Wind Mountain, but he was much more miserable, and his half-pulled head and one arm were all gone.

This is also the plant cultivated into a demon, if it is a cow, sheep, tiger and leopard, if it encounters such an injury, it will definitely not survive.

After the aura was stirred, it naturally had the ability to hurt people, but the vine demon was still a step slower, so it was made into this appearance by the boiling aura.

As soon as the vine demon saw someone in front of him, a cautious glint flashed in his eyes, but then, he nodded to me and walked quickly into the distance.

It can be seen that the vine demon is quite wary of me, but I didn't mean to attack the vine demon, and now there are a lot of evil demons in the world, and this kind of better one is better to stay.

Unlike the vine demon who was in a hurry to recover from his injuries, I didn't suffer any injuries, at best, I consumed some mana, and I was also destroyed by a divine thought.

After you go back, meditate for a while, and your mana will be restored.

I wasn't in a hurry, so I didn't go back, but stood nearby, watching the movement of Zangfeng Mountain.

Before, I was only concerned about leaving the Tibetan Wind Mountain, coupled with the howling of the wind, the landslides and the ground cracked, so I didn't notice, I don't know when it started, the sky was already full of dark clouds.

The starlight was gone, the clouds were thick, and bright lights swept through the clouds, and dull sounds kept coming from the clouds.

I have to say that this scene is really a bit of a post-apocalyptic scene.

In the end, the flash point still cleaved down, and the thunder and lightning were concentrated in one location, that is, in the Tibetan Wind Mountain, but the fierce slashing was endless.

I touched my hair, and it already stood on end.

At this time, the Tibetan Wind Mountain has become a veritable oil pot, or the kind that rolls away, and the thunder falls, which is really sonic shock.

After more than ten thunderbolts fell, the clouds gradually dispersed, and after a while, there was no shadow completely.

I look at Zangfeng Mountain again, and at this time Zangfeng Mountain is already a little shorter.

Although the Tibetan Wind Mountain is a little shorter, the sound of the wind still does not stop, and I tentatively separated a divine thought, and this wind still has the ability to attack the divine thought.

The thunder is rolling, which shows that there are indeed things that cannot be seen in the Tibetan Wind Mountain.

Tonight's operation was a failure, and it was a complete failure.

I looked at the sky, and by this time, it was almost dawn.

It's useless to wait any longer, it's better to go back to Listening to Wind Villa first.

By the time I returned to the villa, it was already dawn, and in the courtyard there was a row of corpses covered with white cloths.

Needless to say, these people are all people who died in the Tibetan Wind Mountain.

Ever since I returned to Listening to the Wind Villa, the chatter has not stopped.

The losses were so great that almost every team was attritional, some of them retreated, and the bounty of the strange place was not wanted, and after they returned, they immediately left with the corpse, and some people were motivated by hatred and were preparing to enter the mountain for the second time.

The ghost cried wolf for a whole night, and finally there was a thunderstorm in the sky, and the mountains were shorter, and the waiters in the mountain villa had almost run away, and the local villagers began to evacuate.

After seeing the chaos of the crowd, I went back to the house and began to cultivate on my own.

Before that, I called Yang Banxian, not mentioning how much of a sensation it caused in the circle this time, the only good thing is that last night, no one received that kind of deceptive call.

I have no intention of leaving the Tibetan Wind Mountain, I failed to catch the demon this time, and I will never let him go next time.

After tossing all night, I also roughly figured out some doorways, and the strength of the mastermind behind all this is probably not very high, but he can manipulate the soul, and he has passed some methods that I don't know how, and has some mountain god abilities.

But looking at his methods, you can know that he is only two times, otherwise, I and the vine demon would not have escaped so easily.

Or, this demon has a very high path, but has done too much evil, and once he appears, the curse will fall, so talk to him properly.

In any case, he has obvious weaknesses, and once the weaknesses are identified, it is no longer difficult to clean him up.

By noon, my mana had returned to normal, and the courtyard was mourning the deceased, and the chanting of the south and north tones had not stopped.

In the afternoon, another group of people came.

(End of chapter)