The whirring wind sounded in the cracks, and the atmosphere in the team seemed a little depressing, as it continued to deepen, everyone secretly raised their vigilance, after all, everyone is not stupid, and they all understand that the sect will not give such a rich reward in vain, and there must be unpredictable dangers below. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ah, just as a scream sounded, the sound was heartbreaking, as if it had borne a great pain, but it was only a brief moment before the sound stopped abruptly.

This scream completely broke the monks' already tight heartstrings. For a while, everyone changed color, bursts of spiritual light appeared on their bodies, and various attack methods were ready to attack.

Everyone followed the prestige to see what was going on, but unfortunately it was dim and they couldn't see anything clearly, but the more this happened, the more people didn't dare to take it lightly, after all, the unknown is often more frightening.

It's a pity that time passes breath by breath, and nothing happens, not to mention danger, not even a trace of superfluous sound, but the more this team atmosphere is more depressing, and the greater the psychological pressure on everyone.

After about sixty breaths, someone finally couldn't help it anymore and complained:

"Damn, what the hell is going on, you guys should tell me, and who just died. ”

But before everyone could answer his question, a terrible scream came out of his mouth.

"Damn, what the hell is this, let me go, help, save me, ah. ”

Seeing this situation, Wu Sang couldn't help but let out a cold snort, and the three-headed firebird under him also let out a hoarse chirp, and then saw him open his mouth, spit out three fireballs, and blasted in the direction where the cry for help just came from, without the slightest hesitation.

The fireball streaked through the black mist, allowing everyone to see the surrounding scene clearly.

I saw that the monk who had just screamed for help was wrapped in black vines, his body hanging in the air, and the mount under him had long since disappeared.

The black vines were the thickness of thumbs, and their tips were blood-red, like scarlet eyes. Everyone stared at the vines to see what the black vines were, but they kept wriggling on the monk's body, and followed the monk's eyes, ears, and nose.

As the vines crept in, the monk's body gradually dried up, and it didn't take long for him to completely turn into a dry corpse, leaving only a sallow human skin and bones, and a head full of white hair.

It seemed like a long time had passed, but it was actually just a brief moment, when three fireballs hit the dried corpse.

Boom, the fireball exploded, sparks burst out, the vines were hit, and many vines were directly ignited, as if they felt pain, the vines gave up the dry corpse, and kept waving in the air, and for a while the vine shadows were heavy.

The more the vines waved, the bigger the fire, and seeing that these vines were about to be burned out, at this time an unexpected situation appeared, only to see those vines that were still waving suddenly cut off.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the ignited vines broke silently, allowing the broken part to fall to the bottom of the bottomless crack with sparks, while the remaining vines quietly retreated into the darkness.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yi's pupils shrank, and the performance of the vines made him have to wonder if these vines had spiritual intelligence, if this was the case, Wang Yi knew that he was afraid that he would be in big trouble. Wu Sang's face is not good-looking, he is not a stupid person, and he can also see that something is wrong from the behavior of the vines, but unfortunately not everyone is so smart.

"Senior Brother Wu, you are really powerful, as soon as you make a move, you defeated the murderous thing that killed your fellow disciples, which really makes Senior Brother admire. ”

Before the words could be spoken, another voice sounded again.

"Senior brother is strong, he is really a model for my generation. ”

In the face of this series of sycophants, Wu Sang did not say anything, although he despised the stupidity of these people, but for him, these people happened to be the best candidates to be cannon fodder, and they were easier to control than smart people. Therefore he will not open his mouth to offend them.

The so-called thousands of sycophants are not worn, seeing that Wu Sang did not make any statement, these people's sycophants became more and more energetic, but soon they couldn't shoot it.

Blood-red eyes emerged from the black mist, completely surrounding everyone, and a tense atmosphere began to permeate the team.

Whoosh, whoosh, swishing sound of breaking through the air continued to sound, and vines began to draw towards everyone, but their main target was Wu Sang, as if to take revenge on him for the burning revenge he had just made.

The magic vine attacked, and individuals used their means one after another, or spells or magic weapons or the most simple and direct true qi release, and for a while, they were full of inspiration, like a blooming kaleidoscope.

However, everyone did not dare to exert their full strength, because the distance between them was too close, and if they were in full fire, they would hurt their own people.

Looking at the three magic vines that were drawn, Wang Yi's eyes froze, and his mind turned, and a trace of black thunder and lightning began to appear on his body.

The magic vine is like a whip, its momentum is menacing, it breaks through the air, and makes a crackling sound, seeing this, the thunder and lightning on Wang Yi's body began to condense, and the thunder and lightning with the thickness of three thumbs directly met it under his control.

The thunder and lightning intersected with the demon vines, and they were stalemate for a while, and after about ten breaths, the yin and thunder disappeared in the air, and the three demon vines were also broken inch by inch, and Wang Yi's crisis was temporarily alleviated. It was only at this time that Wang Yi took the time to look at the others.

Scanning the audience with both eyes, Wang Yi found that most of the people were in good condition, and there was not much danger, but they were entangled by the magic vine and couldn't get out for a while, of course, this was not because their strength was too strong or the magic vine was too weak, but because the focus of the magic vine was not on them.

There was no figure at all in the place where Wu Sang originally stayed, only a rattan ball made of magic vines was left floating there, and there were constantly demon vines joining around, and the rattan balls became more and more solid.

For a while, Wu Sang and Yan Niang fell into a dangerous situation, Wang Yi took a look, and finally did not help, Wang Yi did not believe that Wu Sang, as a monk in the crystallization period, could not even resolve this crisis, through the battle just now, Wang Yi knew that the strength of these demon vines was good, but it was not an irresistible existence, not to mention that there was also a Yan Niang of the True Yuan Period and a low-level demon three-headed firebird by Wu Sang's side, and he was not alone.

The situation was as Wang Yi expected, and after a while, a faint red light appeared inside the rattan ball and became more and more intense. In the end, with a loud bang, all the magic vines that made up the rattan ball were burned, and not even ashes were left.

Immediately afterwards, a thick white mist emanated from the explosion, filling the audience, reaching out and grabbing a handful of white mist Wang Yi's palm felt warm and wet.