Chu Jing looked at the surroundings in front of him in a daze, and put down the thunder light in his hand in a daze. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe surrounding scenery has not yet risen, and it is still calm, with scars.

At this moment, the sleeves of the deep clothes trembled slightly, and at this time, under the ink-colored body, there were blood-red tentacles hidden, and he trembled and stretched out his sleeve robe, followed by the entire body carefully emerged.

He jumped into the flat palm in front of him, lowered his head and touched it lightly, and then looked around, revealing an anthropomorphic thoughtful look. "Xiaomo, why did you come out?" Chu Jing seemed to feel something, or a burst of itching from his palm, which made him look down, and when he saw that it was his own ink worm, he forced a smile and wondered.

What does that mean. Looking at his fingertips, a flash of thunder flashed slightly.

There was some silence in his heart, and he used up almost all the spells, even the newly learned mid-level spells, the Thunder Fire Technique, and he didn't hesitate to bombard the walls shrouded in green liquid around him. However, the ending was still the same, being dissolved so easily, even the spell could be eliminated, but it was what Chu Jing was most worried about, and it really happened.

No matter how strong the spell in his hand was, he still couldn't break through, and Chu Jing knew that it was even more difficult to entangle in the body of this thing than outside. I'm afraid that only the monks of the Liquid Transformation Realm or the martial artists of the Bone Sacrifice Realm have a way to break through this barrier.

Thinking like this, his heart was even more desperate, and the silver-white spear in his hand hung low, losing the spear bone qi that he should have. Everyone says, "A soldier is like the Lord." It can be seen that Chu Jing is helpless in his heart at this moment. He didn't want to die here, so easily.

"Squeak!" A blood-red light, before he could react, jumped up, shook Chu Jing's groaning eyes, and went straight ahead. The body was stunned, and suddenly saw that the original tiny figure in the palm of the palm was gone, and then he was shocked, and suddenly shouted out and left. However, it was deaf, its eyes were originally black, bloodshot, in fact, if you looked closely, a strange sight, on the originally black body, there were also bleeding red spots.

But all this, Chu Jing was so anxious, how could he find out?

In the wilderness, it was the cold wind that suddenly rose. A dark purple shadow, the footwork under his feet turned slightly, and his robe was also hunting, but his face was still full of fear. Under the wilderness in front of him, under the weeds everywhere, like a python, it was the shadow of the rattan whip, waving from this figure.

As soon as the essence in his eyes was revealed, the palm of his hand that was as warm as jade suddenly turned into a Taoist palm wind and waved out blatantly. At the same time, a vine slammed through the hidden weeds. Gu Yue calmly looked at the rattan whip in front of him, and on the side of his body, he easily dodged it, and then turned his wrist and struck down with the palm force in his hand.

And at the moment of contact, under the original fiery red yuan power in the palm, a color appeared again, and the earthy yellow spiritual power was wrapped in this fiery red yuan power, the two were compatible, and the momentum in the palm was very amazing. And under this, the vine is even more fragile, and it is broken by everything so easily.

And the demon plant in the distance suddenly let out a roar from its mouth, and the lonely moon in the distance was also stunned, and a strange color flashed in his indifferent eyes, but he soon disappeared.

More than a dozen vines, at this moment, appeared at the same time, overwhelming, plus very thick, as if to cover the sky. With a sudden step, Gu Yue pinched his hands, and the whole figure jumped up into the air. His lips opened slightly, and he recited an obscure incantation, and a flash of light flashed through his fingertips.

"Miao Yanshu!" At the end of the sky, the red sun was rising, leaving the heavy dark clouds, shining under the figure of the lonely moon, looking up, the red flames gradually converged in the palm of his hand.

Then it was divided into six and turned into six flame runes. Hover back and forth in the palm of your hand. Seeing that the dozen or so vines were coming straight towards his body in mid-air, his eyes flashed fiercely, and his palm slammed into a slam of his hand, along with the six fire talismans. And the next moment, it shook out and gushed away.

Ten thousand flames of light were actually the spinning fire talismans that shook out directly from it, revealing an unstoppable momentum. Such a terrifying fire attribute spell, but at this moment, it was like a gesture in the hands of Gu Yue. Compared to Chu Jing's Fire Thorn Technique, the spiritual power is even more terrifying, I don't know how much.

Dense and overwhelming, sprinkled on the vines that filled the wilderness, reflecting the eyes of the lonely moon, they were all a little cold. "Bang bang bang!" closed his eyes, and he could still hear the mixture of boom and low roar beneath the body. On the purple robe, it was a little hot from the firelight, the corners of his mouth curled, and the figure of Gu Yue fell downward.

The weeds in the wilderness were still burning, more and more vigorous, more and more vigorous, unable to stop, and the bewitching plants groaned curled up from their mouths, as if begging for mercy, and the eyes of both sides, obscured by the raging fire, could not be touched.

"Boom!" But at this moment, the smile on the corner of Gu Yue's mouth stopped on his face, and he lowered his head in surprise, and on his left arm, a hole appeared in front of him, and blood was still flowing. And in the middle of this cave, a slender blood-red vine burst out.

The pain was intense, pricking his nerves, and his eyes couldn't help but show anger. I couldn't believe it in my mind, how could such a powerful spell as this "Miao Yan Technique" fail, according to reason, although the breath of the strange plant was powerful, but this vine was not special, it was just an ordinary wood attribute spiritual material, how could it not be damaged, and it was actually a different look.

Only then did Gu Yue begin to face up to the strange plants in front of her, and sure enough, there was unpredictability everywhere. Thinking of this, the flesh and blood were suddenly twisted. This blood-red vine was far less thick than the previous turquoise vine. But it's a lot tougher. With a cold snort, he gathered his palms to turn into the wind and cut straight down. But the vine was extremely flexible, and it was retracted at the moment when the lonely moon came out of his hand.

And the raging fire in front of him was still burning, but under that flame, the bright red color, little by little, little by little, seeped out, swayed, it was a bright red color, it came out, broke through the barrier.

"How come, so much, is there no damage at all?" Although Gu Yue's face was still calm, looking at the blood-red vines that kept emerging from it, it looked like there were more than before. It turned into dozens of them, and as soon as the flames came out, it was like a bolt of lightning in an instant, roaring towards Gu Yue's body.

"Xiaomo!" Chu Jing watched the inkworm go around, his eyes showed panic, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand, trying to grab the small figure. But the speed was extremely fast, and before Chu Jing could catch it, the ink worms had already appeared around the green liquor.

"Oh no!" Chu Jing knew that this cuttleworm had always been greedy, and he usually didn't let go of the corpses of ordinary beasts, so it was hard to guarantee that he would not swallow these green liquors for a while. You must know that with these corrosiveness, how can there be any reason for Xiaomo to survive?

But the next moment, the scene that appeared in front of his eyes was a big surprise to him. What is this? In his amazement, Xiao Mo jumped in front of a green liquid, shook the shell behind him, opened his small and deep mouth, and bit down fiercely.

"Coo" chewed back and forth in his mouth a few times, without the slightest pause, and swallowed. Then there was a look of great enjoyment on his face, and he lowered his head again, tearing and biting.

Chu Jing was a little stunned as he watched the ink worms devour these green liquors, wouldn't Xiao Mo be corroded by these things? Chu Jing was silent, he suddenly felt that he was afraid that there was still a chance, and the hope that was about to be extinguished in his heart was also rekindled.

Hold it tightly, on the silver-white spear, the fire light lingers, and then thunder and lightning appear, blending and staggering. Bright red spots flickered on the body, becoming more pronounced.

"Whew!" Skimming over the traces beyond the sky was terrifying. However, Gu Yue He was afraid, and he dodged back, just dodging by. "Boom!" bombarded the ground, there were four of them, and a deep pit was forced into the ground.

Dust everywhere.