"Tear-"

The fat petals of the corpse incense konjac were torn open a big hole, and what came out with the sharp wind blade was a half-grown teenager, and his body was covered with yellow pollen, and the sticky juice that flowed out stuck to the gray short, this image is really not too good. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The young man's starry black eyes refracted the cold light, just like the pair of double knives he held in his hand, his whole person condensed into a sharp blade, fearlessly splitting the obstacles in front of him!

"This, this, Kun?" Xuanmu stared at this scene blankly, in disbelief, and his right hand also wiped a handful of slimy liquid hanging down his side.

"It's really him, it's him, Kun, he did it, he split the petals!" The burly man looked at this scene, and he couldn't help himself with excitement, and accelerated the movements of his hands.

Good boy, you can split this petal, and it is not in vain that I have to work hard to cut down the roots of this monster, and I can't lose to you, brother!

"What are you doing in a daze, keep attacking!"

Wushuang threw out the whip and drew it to its weak point again, in fact, this wood heart vine is very unsuitable for dealing with this situation, the lethality is too small, if it weren't for the kind of dead vine with thorns that Xuanmu held before this, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to hurt it even now!

The Xuanmu long sword was unsheathed, the harrier golden needle followed, the Kun double knife cooperated, the unrivaled long whip harassed, and Meng Tu attacked the root system.

Five humans surrounded it, the size of five small insects compared to the huge mountain of corpse incense konjac, and they jumped up and down desperately, avoiding the explosive liquid it spewed, and had to guard against its lethal smell!

The flowers are no longer bright, the leaves are broken, the stems are in disarray......

Finally-

The huge corpse incense konjac couldn't hold on, it writhed its bulky body, swaying from side to side, swaying and swaying.

As it undulates and sways, a large amount of yellow pollen wafts out, accompanied by that sweet and bewitching fragrance, which stimulates people's nose.

"Everyone, be careful!"

In fact, there was no need for Wushuang to remind them, several people closed their five senses one after another, and for the sake of safety, they all used the purple fruit again.

The corpse incense konjac writhed wildly, and sure enough, gradually, the plants around it, which looked black as dead trees, flowers and plants, died in its dance of sacrificing life.

They are withering, really withering, they are gradually losing their strength, they are losing their vitality, they are wailing, they are unwilling, they are roaring, but there is only death......

What's going on?

Looking at the vitality that gradually condensed to the corpse incense konjac, Wushuang had a bad premonition in his heart, could it be ......

"Quick, stop it, can't let it continue."

When everyone heard this, they increased the attack in their hands, the matter has come to this, victory is just around the corner, and there must be no more accidents!

"Ah~ah~"

The corpse incense konjac let out this distorted low roar, the sound hit the depths of the person's soul, the uncomfortable, sour, and disgusting feeling made Wushuang almost crazy, this kind of attack from the soul was really unbearable.

This damn thing, you must kill it, pull out its roots, and there will be no ashes left to burn!

"Wood Heart Vine"

The long whip was thrown out again, but the difference was that this time the whip shadow was a completely clear turquoise, representing the emerald green of life, full of life, which was particularly evident in the place where the entire forest was shrouded in the breath of death.

That's the hope of life!

"Heaven and earth are peaceful, pure heart and meditation, all things are flourishing, life yearns, hundreds of trees are blooming, a hundred flowers are dying, the avenue of heaven and earth is endless......" Wushuang resisted the discomfort in his soul while reciting the "Pure Heart Mantra" with a voice mixed with spiritual power to reduce the damage of the corpse incense konjac to himself.

"Heaven and earth Ning River, pure heart ......"

Over and over again, over and over again, at first there was only Wushuang's own voice, slowly, a rich male voice, a crisp female voice, a hoarse young voice, and a clear male voice......

They recited together, this is a compulsory course for the disciples of Xuanyun Guan, big and small, at the same time, this is also a back-to-basics cultivation method, simple answers, clear, popular, and profound.

It seems that she also realized that Wushuang is the culprit of all this, it is she who makes her attacks appear weak, and it is she who has done bad things to herself again and again!

The corpse incense konjac was enraged, and it also found its own goal, it wanted to kill this culprit first, even if it was death, it would pull the little girl of the human race to die together!

The thick rhizome began to bend and tilt slowly, and the huge flower disc buckled in the direction of Wushuang, and although it was broken, it was still intact and the petals were still intact and shrouded in her direction.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth were discolored, all the light was cut off, and Wushuang couldn't say what it was like to feel at this moment, but felt that this moment seemed to have lost contact with heaven and earth.

"Wushuang!"

"Wushuang!"

In a trance, she seemed to hear the voices of those people outside shouting at her, but at this moment she could only feel flipping, swaying, tumbling, and boiling......

Hulala, the world is spinning.

Her intestines were about to turn out, and the wings of her nose were still filled with the indescribable smell of corpse incense konjac, which was really disgusting.

"Wood Heart Vine."

Throwing the long whip out fiercely, the thorny barbs scraped the inner wall of the petals, and the somewhat slippery surface felt that made it difficult for the long whip to find a point of focus, but fortunately, it finally caught a vein in time.

Retreat, retreat, retreat, roll......

Finally, Wushuang stabilized his body with the help of Mu Xinteng's grasping and biting ability, and at this moment, he didn't care about anything else, and there was only one thought left in his mind.

"Wow, I was eaten by the corpse incense konjac? How can this guy still eat people!! ”

How is this thing going to break open and get out? I don't know what method Kun used to break through its flower wall just now, but the bad thing is that its wound just now has been restored by the kind of mucus it secretes.

Therefore, the situation that Wushuang is facing now is to break the petals of this mad konjac again, and the situation that her companions are facing at this moment is even more urgent - her spiritual power is almost exhausted.

Mu Xinteng's destructive power is indeed very good, but it is really useless to face this situation where you have to "sprint......

Difficulty in balance, pungent smell, terrible digestive juices......

Wushuang slows down the cold sweat of the brain, what can I do? How can you survive in a desperate situation?

Desperate to survive, yes, Jedi, Jedi, now let's see if it works.

Don't let me down, don't!

Wushuang prayed in his heart, full of determination, and took the heavy sword from his back with both hands, and now, it was the only hope......

What a heavy sword!

The moment both hands grasped the hilt of the sword, a majestic force rushed into Wushuang's body, and followed her meridian pulse into her dantian.

"Bang"

Almost bursting, the ferocious spiritual power hit her meridians over and over again, and the meridians that were originally just like a small stream were suddenly washed away by the raging water of a large river, widening them into a river.

It's over, if it goes on like this, it's really going to explode......

Blood was surging, and there was no outlet they could find, and within a few breaths, Wushuang had become a bloody person who had just been fished out of the pool of blood, pitiful and terrifying.