Lu Ming didn't expect that this black vine spirit monster would not be able to admit it so quickly, and let him be cut down by thousands of wind wheels, and people would hide in the ground and ignore it at all.

"Sure enough, there is a certain amount of instinctive wisdom, otherwise I wouldn't have survived in this barren mountain for so long. Lu Ming calmed down a little irritability, and he had to think of a way to do it.

There must be a key point under the sand, but Lu Ming didn't dare to go down, it was the opponent's home field, and once he went, he couldn't find it at ease.

The only way out is to find a way to force the other party out, if the soft one doesn't work, you can only come to the hard one, that is, to consume more spiritual power.

After thinking about it, Lu Ming no longer hesitated, and drove the clouds to sink to eight feet above the ground, which was enough for him to react on the spot.

Subsequently, Lu Ming mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and cooperated with the Wind Divine Ability, and unleashed a huge wind tornado that was ten zhang long, enveloping the barren sand below and sweeping up.

This is the stupid method that Lu Ming thought of, using the wind tornado magic power to dig up this piece of sand and move it away, forcing out the other party's true body.

At that time, if the black vine can't shrink back, then it can only be beaten directly to the nest by Lu Ming.

The tornado blew endless wind and sand, and soon a whirlpool was swept up in the center of the sand, and the barren sand was swept up into the air and scattered to the nearby hills.

Lu Ming moved with it, his figure became lower and lower, and most of the spiritual power consumed was supplemented with spirit stones, which was basically able to keep the entry and exit level.

It took half an hour, the original sandy ground had sunk more than ten zhang, and the black vine finally couldn't hold it back, and three thick rattans suddenly drilled out, stabbing at Lu Ming from three directions.

But Lu Ming had already prepared, and he got up with the wind, and in an instant, he rose dozens of feet high, and while dodging the opponent's attack, he slapped it with a palm in the air.

With this palm, the clouds and mist converged, and soon formed a huge cloud palm three zhang long, which fell silently, enveloping the three rattans, holding them in one fell swoop, pulling onions on dry land, wanting to uproot them.

However, the powerful Cloud Turning Palm did not shake the opponent's foundation, but after pulling out the barbs on the rattan again, the opponent escaped.

The three rattans that became bare turned over and stabbed at the cloud palm, Lu Ming sneered, his mind moved, and the cloud palm turned from solid to virtual, allowing the other party to penetrate without much loss.

This is the terrible thing about the Cloud Turning Palm, I can only beat you, but it is difficult for you to hit me, unless it is the kind of spell or martial art that sweeps away a large area, it is possible to be effective.

Lu Ming spent a lot of time and space power to cultivate this spell to the state of perfection, which was more handy than Luo Yufei at the beginning, how could he easily insult this mysterious spell.

Rumble!

The three rattans failed to work, Lu Ming's counterattack arrived, and the cloud palm fell again, changing the grab to a shot, slapping the three rattans on the sand in one fell swoop, and causing the center of the sand to fall a few feet.

The three badly damaged and dying rattans retracted to the ground and did not attack again.

"Look at how long you hide...... Lu Ming muttered, and continued to use this shameless method, blowing the sand, and approaching the black vine rhizome step by step.

In his judgment, the deepest taprhizome of the black vine is within two hundred zhang of the ground, and it takes a day or two to dig it out, and can you still run with long legs?

When he was tired of digging, Lu Ming returned to mid-air, recovering his spiritual power while nourishing his spirit. Occasionally, when he was irritable, the black vine could still throw out a few rattans and practice with Lu Ming, and his cloud-turning palm became much more proficient.

It lasted like this until the third watch that night, Lu Ming had already dug a hundred feet deeper, and the spiritual power in his body went and came, and it had already been five cycles.

This unrelenting momentum finally 'moved' the black vine, and one rattan after another all appeared again, hundreds of them, and they wanted to fight hard with Lu Ming.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I'm going to take you down in one go. Lu Ming was not surprised, and while rising into the air at a rapid speed, he waved his palms again and again, and hit them one after another, pressing those rattans so that they couldn't raise their heads.

The consumption of a day has already made the black vine consume a lot, and Lu Ming's cloud-turning palm can press the other party like this.

But this black vine was really strong, and it was enough to withstand Lu Ming's hundreds of Cloud Turning Palms, and after consuming more than ten points of his space-time power, he wilted down and lost the power to fight back.

Moreover, so many cloud palms went down, and finally the sand fell more than ten feet again, forcing out the black vine rhizome that was several times thicker than the rattan.

"Resign yourself to your fate. Lu Ming went down with his last palm, and the cloud palm avoided those dying rattans, and slapped on the rhizome with one palm, finally annihilating the remaining vitality of the other party.

Wow!

The huge black vine disappeared, and all the roots and branches were swallowed into Lu Ming's body.

Lu Ming looked inward and almost cried with joy. This time the profit was too big, and it was enough to bring him more than 400 points of space-time power.

Name: Lu Ming (22 years old)

Space-time force: 543.6

Vajra Sutra: Second Perfection (Eight Perfections+)

Martial Arts: Nine Shadows Sword Technique (Basic Perfection) ......

Reiki: Third Perfection (Seven Perfections+)

Spell: Wind Spirit Lock (Nine Perfections)......

Bloodline: Ant Power (Second Perfection Devourable)

Divine Power: Gathering Beast Divine Power (Third Perfection Can Be Devoured)......

Natal Avatar: Time and Space Teleportation (First Perfection)

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"Don't say anything, thank you Lao Tie, thank you Lao Luo, I will remember your ......" Lu Ming has never been so rich, and the whole person has a sense of unreality.

The pit that Luo Yufei buried for him was really too pleasant, not only did he offer the Cloud Turning Palm Spell, but also sent so much space-time power to the door, how could Lu Ming forget this intention.

With this lot of space-time power, Lu Ming also became a lot more heroic, and on the spot, he improved the Vajra Demon Sutra and the Seven Beasts Spirit Recipe in one go.

This time, it took nearly two hundred points of space-time power, but Lu Ming still had a surplus, and he didn't feel bottomless.

Putting aside the Ten Thousand Beasts Spirit Recipe for the time being, the Vajra Demon Sutra has reached the third level, which has brought too many changes to Lu Ming.

Now that he is a true seven-rank consummate true martial artist, this feeling is more obvious and real than when the aura breaks through.

The seven-rank true martial artist has tempered not only the skin, flesh, muscles and bones, but also further, penetrating into the blood, and the qi and blood flow around the body, the large and small meridians and subtleties, bringing unimaginable flesh refining effects.

This step can be regarded as a real entry into the house, and there is the capital to wait for the general.

At the same time, there is also a saying for the seven-rank true martial artists, especially those who practice the Vajra Demon Sutra, called 'Sanzhang Vajra', which means that there is a three-zhang Vajra incorruptible body.

Although this is a bit exaggerated, Lu Ming at this moment really has a self-confidence that is difficult to suppress, as long as it is within three feet of the body, it seems to be his own world.