The Light Body Spirit Pattern and the Divine Spirit Pattern erupted at the same time, and around the Nine Palace Symbols, other Spirit Patterns frantically absorbed spiritual power, and all spiritual power flocked to the Light Body Spirit Pattern and the Divine Spirit Pattern.

Mo Fei's body was light, and his speed suddenly increased, and he instantly got rid of the entanglement of a large number of vines.

With great effort, he finally rushed to the top of the cliff, and he exhaled deeply and wiped a cold sweat in shock.

Suddenly, the cliff under his feet shook violently, and his face, which had just relaxed a little, tensed up instantly, and when he looked down, after a while, his face changed greatly:

"I'll go, do you want to be so ruthless?"

"What are you guys still doing in a daze? Leave me alone, you run quickly, the farther away from this cliff the better!"

There was no time to explain, Mo Fei shouted a few words at Yue Huarong and the others, waved them to go quickly, turned around and wrapped his hands in flames, and burned all the dozen or so vines that rushed up to ashes with a few punches.

Sure enough, as he guessed, above the cliff, most of the vines were out of reach at all, and there were less than a hundred vines rushing in front of them in total, and the weak attack was negligible.

But he didn't dare to relax at all, and the shaking of the cliff not only did not stop, but intensified, and it was simply the rhythm of collapse.

What are the consequences of the collapse?

Murphy took a deep breath:

"You don't have to guess to know that most of the vines here are out of reach, but once the entire cliff collapses, the height advantage will be gone, and when the time comes, the belly pocket imp who controls the vines will definitely not let me go. ”

With the light body spirit tattoo in his hand, he can fly into the sky even if there is no cliff, but the loss of the green dark flower, the first belly pocket imp who fell into madness, will he be given a chance to fly up?

Rumble!

Yue Huarong and the others stubbornly refused to leave, Mo Fei finally drove them away, and suddenly, with a loud bang, the cliff collapsed, and the boulder fell wildly.

As the cliff collapsed, without the restriction of the many stones on the cliff, more and more vines were freed and frantically surrounded from all directions.

Mo Fei stood on the boulder, gritted his teeth, and clenched his fists:

"Okay, why don't you want to find me to vent your anger when you don't want to unify them?

"Fu Wu, big fireball!"

Rumble!

The flames rose into the sky, and the sound of dragon groans faintly came from the flames.

Immediately, the monstrous flames quickly converged, and a flame dragon more than ten zhang long hovered around Mo Fei.

"That's all there is to the Fire Dragon King's inheritance flame, whether it is life or death, it depends on who can hold on to the end!"

Although the Bright Holy Pattern helped him solve the evil thoughts of the Fire Dragon King in the Inheritance Flame, the Inheritance Flame was someone else's thing after all, and before he completely fused into his own power, the Inheritance Flame would use a little less.

But at this moment, surrounded by many people, he had no choice.

Countless thick vines poured up in all directions, sweating profusely, clenching his fists and observing his surroundings with composure.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up:

"That's right, this is the direction!"

The next moment, the wind burst out of his feet like lightning, and the flame dragon roared around him, and all the vines that tried to get close were burned by the flame dragon.

However, as the vines grew, the size of the Flame Dragon was slowly shrinking at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Mo Fei felt all this, but he couldn't care about the distress anymore.

"Fortunately, Xiaobai is still cultivating in the tears of Luoshen, otherwise in such a dangerous place, I really can't guarantee that Xiaobai will not be harmed. ”

Although the Tears of Roselle are just a drop of water, they contain thousands of them, especially for desolate beasts and the like, which can not only promote their growth and bloodline evolution, but also help desolate beasts comprehend their supernatural powers.

When the Tears of Roselle entered his dantian and stayed quietly next to the Bright Holy Pattern, he learned of the special role of the Tears of Roselle, and he decisively let Xiaobai enter the space of the Tears of Roselle to cultivate.

As for safety, he was not worried in the slightest.

After all, it was his dantian, and there was also the Bright Holy Tattoo in charge, he was not afraid of any conspiracy in Tears of Roselle, let alone Xiaobai's safety.

Fortunately, Xiaobai was not by his side, although every time he was in distress in the past, Xiaobai was very alert to avoid it in advance.

But in the face of these countless vines, even he is not sure, if Xiaobai doesn't have time to run farther, maybe there will be any danger. When the time comes, he really can't take care of it.

Under the protection of the Flame Dragon, Murphy forced his way out.

I don't know how long it took, seeing that the flame dragon had more than doubled, and although there were many fewer vines in the sky, there were still many that were still rushing up without fear of death, and his eyes suddenly tightened.

Just in front, the first belly pocket ghost, crossed with a pair of calves, his eyes were cold, with a bit of sarcasm and anger, looked at him.

"Little ghost, don't think that Young Master Ben really can't deal with you, let's try this trick first!"

Mo Fei clenched his fists and took a deep breath.

"Dead or alive, just bet on this trick, I hope my guess is right, otherwise everything is over. ”

It's good to succeed, but if you fail, you will definitely die.

If it weren't for the critical situation and no choice, he wouldn't dare to take such a big risk for anything.

The next moment, he made a decisive move and slapped straight at the belly pocket imp.

But the strange thing is that his palm, there was neither flame, nor dragon groan, not even the light of the spirit pattern, just a simple palm, straight down.

Behind him, countless vines were surging wildly, and no one knew how long the flame dragon could hold on, but looking at this trend, it seemed that it could be overwhelmed by the swarming vines at any time.

Suddenly, the little belly pocket ghost who was still full of sarcasm just now, and didn't even bother to dodge, that little face stiffened.

The countless vines behind him also seemed to stand still, and they all stood still.

At this time, the belly pocket imp lowered his head and looked at the palm that fell on his chest, and a pair of cold little eyes gradually widened.

"Hehe, sure enough, no matter how powerful you demon spirits are, they are always just demon incarnations. ”

"It's unfortunate that Young Master Ben just has a trick specifically aimed at you demon spirits condensed from energy. ”

Mo Fei secretly exhaled and glanced proudly at the belly pocket imp whose face was getting more and more ugly.

From the very beginning, this belly pocket ghost has been running around for him, so he is not embarrassed, but the belly pocket ghost is a demon spirit, not only can he not be killed, but it is also like an illusion, he can't even touch it.

It was precisely because Mo Fei hadn't been able to touch the belly pocket ghost several times before, so the belly pocket ghost was full of disdain just now, and he didn't take Mo Fei's attack in his eyes at all.

But who would have thought that Mo Fei's palm didn't hit the air, but fell firmly on the body of the belly pocket ghost?

If it's just an ordinary slap, it doesn't matter, but this slap makes the belly pocket imp feel a strong danger, and at this time, his whole body is weak, and he can't get rid of it.

"Babble!"

The little ghost in the belly pocket couldn't help but tremble and screamed, but then, the little body became lighter and lighter, and it disappeared completely after a while.