Feng Qingge's face is not very good-looking, when she was in the library, she had already noticed that the plant department may become a wise spirit beast after being nourished by the aura of heaven and earth, at that time she was still thinking about the ginseng that could escape by herself, but she didn't expect to encounter it now.

At that time, I flipped through it casually, but I really didn't pay attention to how to solve these plant-based Warcraft.

"What to solve, your current strength is no different from a little ant for it, the vitality of the botanical monster is tenacious, and it can be reborn and healed when it encounters water and soil, if you don't run now, when will you wait!"

"Uncle, you ......" suddenly ran rapidly, even Feng Qingge couldn't withstand the wind speed, and the whole person's face became pale, but the dryad behind him, the speed of its chase was even more surprised by the wind Qingge. I thought that such a dryad was slow, but I didn't expect its two trunks like arms to support the cliff, and its huge body swung out like a swing, reaching a hundred meters away in one step.

"Brush!" the speeding rattan rolled towards the body of the wind like lightning.

"Hum!" Xuanji knife in hand, slashing at the roaring pain.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the Xuanji knife in the Wind Light Singer almost came out of his hand.

With this knife, she used seven points of strength, but she didn't expect that there was no trace of the rattan, but she was shocked to the point that her household was numb.

"Don't touch it. The burning stick whispered, and the rattan around them surrounded them as if they were wise. The barbed rattan suddenly contracted and rolled towards the two in the center.

"Bump!" But the next moment, the rolled rattan suddenly exploded. Flames erupted into the sky, and the black figure grabbed the burning stick in his hand, and the wings behind him spread out, turning into meteors and rushing forward.

The charred rattan turned to ashes, and the cyan rattan continued to rush out, turning into sharp blades in the air, stabbing towards the people in front of them. And the clumsy figure was crisscrossing the cliff at an incredible speed. The hole in the tree like a mouth opened and closed slightly, and the old voice echoed among the cliffs, "Human, the law of flight is decided...... Kill. ”

Nima, this is completely open!

The dryad can also speak simple human language?

The goosebumps all over the body rose, and the rapid figure stepped forward, and the rattan behind him shot into the cliff like a sharp blade, bringing up countless dust and sand, and the gravel smashed downward, and for a while there were countless wails under the cliff, and the spirit beast that just poked its head out to get a glimpse of it was beaten down by the rattan before it could react.

"No, uncle, it's not a way to run down like this, is there any way to get out of its attack range?" Feng Qingge was sweating profusely and hurriedly asked.

But the burning stick said slowly: "No, unless it is a master of the Heavenly Rank who uses the natal flame to temporarily suppress it, otherwise, you can only run like this." ”

...... "I'll go to your uncle!"

Almost choked to death by her own saliva, the Xuanji knife in the Wind Light Singer trembled, and she turned around and blocked the rattan behind her, and the proud power of thunder and lightning filled the blade, releasing it towards the rolled rattan. Although, the power of the thunder and lightning released is of little use.

The rattan that flew out of the air "snapped" on Feng Qingge's body, and the strong force made her stunned, and the whole person flew out towards the rear.

It's like being hit by a car, and her internal organs are about to displace, which is really sad.

"Idiot, you have seen any plants that are afraid of thunder and lightning, and they are clever enough to introduce thunder and lightning to the ground a long time ago. The burning stick reminded coldly.

Seemingly...... That's true......

Seeing the rattan speeding in front of him, Feng Qingge suddenly turned over and stepped towards the back. It's just that the things I'm stepping on are soft, and I don't have that kind of down-to-earth feeling, subconsciously, Feng Qingge looked back, but the pair of pupils were suddenly constricted, I damn it, I won't be so unlucky!

The so-called people are unlucky, they are stuffed between their teeth when they drink water, Feng Qingge now has the heart to die, the thing that his right foot is stepping on, hairy with barbs, and he is hanging on the cliff for a long time, and when Feng Qingge turned over and retreated just now, this foot fell, just waking up the sleeping thing.

All the rattans stopped abruptly at this moment, not daring to rush forward.

And the fierce eyes slowly opened.

The black eyes were dense, covered with round stones like the surface of the moon, six claws stretched out, attached to the cliff, surrounded by white silk threads, dragging its body, from a distance, it looked like a black stone, who would have thought that this was also a demonic beast.

"Dead fat man, did you step on shit when you went out, an eight-star monster is enough for you to feel good, and now there is another ......" Even the burning stick has to admire the luck of Feng Qingge, ordinary people don't want to meet eight-star monsters, even if they don't necessarily meet monsters, she sees two monsters in a row in a day, and it's really good luck.

The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, Feng Qingge can now be said to be attacked by the enemy in the back and abdomen, and he is blocked in front and back, is it possible that he can only rush towards the sky?

"Eight-star demonic beasts, poisonous widows, women, your luck is really too good to be better, the magic core of this thing is worth a lot, and the whole body can refine pills, it is a good thing that alchemists dream of. However, the poisonous silk it spits out is very troublesome, and if it touches you slightly, it will immediately poison you, and if you are willing to try what to fight poison with poison, you can try it, and maybe the venom in your body will be lifted. "The burning stick is joking.

Feng Qingge was depressed, but before she could continue, the thing behind her moved slightly.

The slender legs and feet shook, and the poisonous widow and woman who were originally like big stones stretched their bodies slightly, and their slender legs and feet stood up, and the huge figure occupied a piece of the sky, completely killing the dryad in front of the wind and singing lightly. The eyeballs on the head rolled, and the poisonous widow and woman stared at the dryad thoughtfully, and the silk threads in their mouths spurted forward, naturally surrounding the area in front of them.

"Zi!" And the entangled silk thread fell, pierced into the cliff, and lightly touched the rattan, and the rattan that even the Xuanji knife of the wind sang continuously cut was actually broken into several pieces at this moment. In the Sunset Cliff, each monster has its own domain, and once the domain is violated by other monsters, the owners of these two parties will definitely fight. The action of the poisonous widow and the woman is also a reminder to the dryad, don't cross the line.

"Whew, dead fat man, here's your chance. The two of them fight, you take the opportunity to escape, don't stay longer. The belly fruit is near here, pick it and go. Looking around, the burning stick said directly. Now this opportunity is just right, and it can't be wasted.

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