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Several panicked monks immediately rushed out of the tree hole above in desperation, and after a while, a terrible scream continued to sound, and the other monks in the cave who also wanted to climb into the tree hole quickly shrank back in fright.

Yang Feng's brows furrowed, it seemed that the dryad above was planning to wipe out all the monks in the cave. There were so many monks in it that he had only rescued more than 30 people so far, and more than 100 monks were still trapped in cobwebs and unconscious.

"I'm still young, I don't want to die...... "Some of the monks cried out of excessive fear.

"Let's blast the fireball technique into this tree hole, no matter what kind of monster it is, burn it first, and then try to rush out!" suggested a monk who practiced Qi Dzogchen.

The trees were obviously afraid of fire, and no matter how powerful the dryad was, they couldn't eliminate this natural weakness, and the monks echoed it. Countless fireball spells were then released and flew into the tree hole, burning wildly inside. Although these monks' divine consciousness was suppressed very strongly, the true element in their bodies was not affected, except for the magic weapons that could not be used, some simple spells could still be activated.

This move was indeed sharp, and the dryad was obviously burned to the point of sore feet, and roared even louder.

Yang Feng swallowed the elixir while quickly rescuing the rest of the monks who were in a state of paralysis, and the number of monks involved in the battle was close to 40 at this time.

The roaring sound suddenly stopped, which gave everyone on the field a bad premonition, and then the soil on the ground at the bottom of the cave suddenly bulged upwards violently, and then quickly scattered in all directions, and soon an ancient vine demon more than two meters tall appeared in everyone's field of vision.

The ancient vine demon stared straight at Xiao Lan, as if it was about to breathe fire.

Xiao Lan absorbed such a burst of the energy of the old vine demon, not only stabilized the cultivation of the second-level late-stage demon beast, but even faintly touched the barrier of the second-level peak, which made it even more stubborn to the rattan tentacles.

A powerful coercion struck everyone on the field, and some monks with slightly lower cultivation immediately couldn't resist spurting blood, and Long Fei even fell unconscious directly under the pressure of the powerful momentum.

"Rank 3 Demon Beast! It's a Level 3 Demon Beast!" said a Qi Cultivation Great Perfection cultivator in horror. Judging from the momentum emanating from the ancient vine demon, it has at least the cultivation of a third-layer foundation building monk, and it can even hire the strength of a mid-foundation building monk.

The gap between the Qi Cultivator and the Foundation Cultivator was worlds apart, and Yang Feng was able to leave the lives of the three Foundation Cultivators who came to attack mainly by relying on the power of multiple second-level formations and the merits of Xiao Lan's giant form. If he simply competed in cultivation, he was slightly inferior to the monks at the peak of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation.

A burst of green light flashed, and countless thick vines quickly converged towards Xiao Lan, and the ancient vine demon shot angrily at such a close distance, and the power was extraordinary.

Unable to carry the wings with blood marks, Xiao Lan reluctantly let go of the tentacles and angrily spewed out countless radiant flames, and the scorching heat set these vines on fire at once.

All the monks on the field also made their moves at this time, all of them using fire-based spells to attack the ancient vine demon.

The combined attack of dozens of late-stage Qi cultivation cultivators was so powerful that I am afraid that even the monks in the late stage of foundation building would not dare to make a hard connection.

However, the Ancient Vine Demon actually stood in place as if it was stupid and didn't make any dodge!

Just when everyone thought that this hateful dryad was about to be wiped out, countless green lights continued to emerge from the ancient vine demon's body, crushing the violent fire-based spells that bombarded it one by one.

As for the sharp hidden weapons that some monks threw manually, the ancient vine demon's huge arm was raised, and countless rattan bolts immediately volleyed out, shooting them all away without a trace.

Mu Haoran sighed, the divine consciousness of these late-stage Qi cultivation cultivators on his side was suppressed too much, and he could only put the storage bag close to Zhihai and barely take out the items in it and send out spells, but without the guidance of divine consciousness, the power was weakened by at least sixty percent.

"Spell attacks don't seem to have an effect on his body!" said one of the monks depressedly.

At this time, there were nearly 50 monks on the field who could fight, but all of them were immune to the ancient vine demon who had nothing to do, and the magic weapon was not controlled by divine sense, so it could not pose any threat to this third-level demon beast at all.

"Damn little demon, I'm going to refine you into a puppet!" The ancient vine demon finally spoke, and when he reached the realm of a third-level demon beast, he could speak a human speech. The pure aura that he had finally saved to break through the bottleneck and advance was actually absorbed by Xiao Lan, which made his hatred for Xiao Lan reach its peak.

The ancient vine demon was very annoyed in his heart, but he didn't know that Xiaolan's anger was even more than it. Seeing that he was about to rush to the peak of the second-level demon beast, but he was forcibly interrupted by this uninteresting ancient vine demon, Xiaolan hated a person so much for the first time, oh, it was a demon.

"Witch God's Curse!" Xiaolan directly released his ultimate, although there was only a fifty percent success rate, but once the opponent hit, there was only a dead end in front of a full set of high-quality services.

The outrageous green light resurfaced, blocking out the wave of spell energy sent by Xiaolan.

Spell immunity! Spell immunity! Can this ancient vine demon be a little more perverted? The depressed little blue glared at the ancient vine demon angrily, and quickly calculated the countermeasures in his heart.

The green light flashed again, and the ancient vine demon couldn't bear it for the first time and attacked again. A deafening buzz rang out from the field, and a large swarm of wasps was summoned and rushed frantically towards the monks. These wasps grew larger as they flew, and soon reached the length of an adult's arm, with a chilling sharp sting needle on their tail.

Eighty percent of these wasps are heading for the little blue, and it seems that the ancient vine demon will never stop until he stings the little blue into a pig's head and sucks it into the best dragon stem.

Everyone on the field hurriedly sent out various spells to resist the giant wasp swarm that rushed from the sky, the situation was very chaotic, and many monks with demon pets did not dare to keep their hands anymore, and called their demon pets out to help.

It is worth mentioning that the divine consciousness of the demon beasts has not been suppressed here, so these demon pets have played a great role, and they have killed a lot of giant wasps for their owners.

At this time, Xiaolan turned into a fire-breathing dragon, and kept spitting out scorching flames from his mouth, forming an extremely hot fire shield around his body. One by one, the giant wasps, who didn't know what death was, rushed into the shield, and then their bodies were melted and exploded in an instant, and they were reduced to ashes in an instant.

Some of the monks with slightly lower cultivation were still killed after all, and in just a while, there were already seven low-level monks who were stung by the giant wasp.

Yang Feng hated it in his heart, Nima, I saved people so hard, and there were seven of them all at once in just such an instant, what else could I save? He simply stopped saving people, and manipulated the wind chasing double knives to rush towards the ancient vine demon.

It is strange to say, after continuously using the Yuan Pole Restoration Technique to save so many people, Yang Feng's suppressed divine consciousness has unknowingly returned to its normal state, and his Yuan Pole Restoration Technique has also reached the verge of breaking through to the promotion, which is just an opportunity.

After his divine sense was restored, Yang Feng naturally would not be polite to the Ancient Vine Demon, and the two Wind Chasing Swords were suddenly turned huge by him to the limit and flew towards each other.

Immediately, more than twenty rattans were thrown at the two wind-chasing giant blades by the ancient vine demon with great disdain, what are you kidding, a suppressed seventh-layer qi cultivation ant with almost no divine sense also dares to turn into a giant magic weapon to attack him, and he doesn't know how to write the word dead.

The two wind-chasing blades, which seemed to have an average speed, suddenly increased their speed the moment they encountered the entanglement of the rattans, and the more than twenty rattans were all cut off after only a moment. The Wind Chasing Giant Blade, which accelerated instantly, suddenly came to the front of the ancient vine demon like lightning after breaking through the rattan entanglement, and slashed fiercely!

"Woo-" The ancient vine demon felt a strong life-and-death crisis at that moment, and it violently waved a giant arm to block it for itself. Only a "click" was heard, and the giant arm was almost twisted into two by the wind-chasing giant blade, and the ancient vine demon, who had never been so seriously injured, couldn't help but let out a miserable cry.

"I'll slash again!" Yang Feng struck a successful blow, and regardless of the horrified eyes of the audience looking at him, he once again manipulated the Wind Chasing Giant Blade to attack the other giant arm of the Ancient Vine Demon, and at the same time launched the Yuan Extreme Divine Soul Technique against it.

The two thick ancient vine swords were immediately sacrificed into the air by the ancient vine demon and slashed against the wind-chasing giant blade, as for Yang Feng's Yuan Extreme Divine Soul Technique, it was unfortunately duang, and the aura of immunity to all evils could even cancel out the attack of the divine sense!

The power of the ancient vine demon's dual sword attack comparable to that of a monk in the middle stage of foundation building was far beyond the strength of Yang Feng, who was at the fourth level of Qi training, could withstand it, and at the same time that the wind-chasing giant blade was split into the air, his whole person was also hit by the force of the shock and flew backwards.

"Die!" The ancient vine demon let out a dull shout, and the two ancient vine swords wanted to take advantage of the victory to chase and kill Yang Feng on the spot!

Twelve scorching fireballs suddenly appeared from the side, quickly catching up and entwining the ancient vine sword, the terrifying heat scorching it to the ground, and for a while it could not move forward again.

The next astonishing scene appeared, Xiaolan's body began to grow huge!

Six meters, twelve meters, the underground cave was suddenly broken by the giant Xiao Lan, and countless soil roots fell one after another. The monks suddenly felt that their divine consciousness was no longer suppressed, and quickly returned to their normal state, while Xiao Lan's body was still growing and rising......

Eighteen meters, twenty-four meters, until the height of about thirty-six meters, Xiaolan finally stopped.

The ancient vine demon was stunned to watch Xiao Lan's performance, and before he could come back to his senses, Xiao Lan's huge feet had already stepped down on him.

Just barely supported it, the ancient vine demon was then nailed directly into the depths of the ground by Xiao Lan's big paws like nails.

The monks really had a feeling of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, and they never dreamed that the ancient vine demon who was so bad that it would be killed in seconds by the dragon-shaped demon after it had become a giant.

"Look at your Y's spell immunity, spell immunity, there is a kind of physical attack immunity for me again!" Xiao Lan saw the incomparably awe-inspiring eyes cast by the monks, and her little vanity was greatly satisfied.

Yang Feng was about to praise Xiaolan for a few words, when his expression suddenly changed greatly.

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