Chapter Ninety-Seven: Restraint
This wooden thorn appeared too suddenly, as if it had long expected the location where Zhao Yiran was going to stay.
Not only the back, but also the wooden thorns that were bubbling with cold light also appeared under Zhao Yiran's feet.
Looking at the sharp point of the wooden thorns, Zhao Yiran couldn't help but feel a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.
If he was stabbed, Zhao Yiran absolutely believed that he would die violently.
"Hey, hey~!Humble human~!"
The moment the wooden thorn appeared, a voice with a hint of anger and mockery came.
And the direction where the voice came from was not behind Zhao Yiran, nor under Zhao Yiran's feet, but on the top of his head!
In addition, about half a meter in front of Zhao Yiran, more than a dozen yellow pythons with finger-thick fangs appeared quite strangely and suddenly.
And the aura of these yellow pythons was twice as strong as the ones that Zhao Yiran had killed before.
At this moment, Zhao Yiran can be said to be surrounded by groups and enemies on all sides.
Xiao Ling's location is about two or three meters away from Zhao Yiran, and it is obviously impossible to come to the rescue.
Because Zhao Yiran's body formed a downward trend, he was about to land.
And those wooden thorns that appeared were also growing wildly with their breathing!
Not enough to slam the eye.
Zhao Yiran seemed to have felt the touch of the wooden thorns behind him against the clothes on his back, and the feeling of the wooden thorns on the soles of his feet piercing into the soles of his shoes.
And directly ahead, the fishy smell from the mouth of the yellow python was accompanied by a long snake letter.
Whew~!
On the top of his head, there seemed to be a sound of breathing, disturbing Zhao Yiran's flowing hair.
This situation can be described as extremely dangerous.
However, Zhao Yiran's face was covered with cold sweat, but there was no sense of panic at all.
Sou~!
At this moment, between the lightning and flint, the mockery just appeared on the deadwood face of the figure that suddenly appeared above Zhao Yiran's head.
A small sound suddenly appeared.
This suddenness seems to be even more abrupt than this wooden thorn figure yellow python.
And with this subtle sound, Zhao Yiran's figure suddenly disappeared!
Rumble~!
Just as Zhao Yiran's figure disappeared, the attacks gathered from all directions instantly bombarded together, causing a huge sound.
Zhao Yiran's figure disappeared, but Xiao Ling's figure skyrocketed.
It is obviously blessed with the effect of the Strength Technique.
The little spirit, who was burning with monstrous blue flames all over his body, fearlessly rushed into the pile of yellow pythons that had just attacked Zhao Yiran from the front.
Stinging, stinging~!
As Xiao Ling's figure entered the yellow python pile, thick black smoke rose up.
Together with the many wooden thorns that were bombarded together at this moment that they just wanted to pierce Zhao Yiran's body!
Sou~!
The figure that had just appeared above Zhao Yiran's head also stopped when he found that Zhao Yiran's figure had disappeared.
Although he made this wooden thorn, it seems that he is also very jealous.
At this time, the figure who stayed in mid-air and was supported by a thigh-thick dragon scale rattan kept turning his eyes, as if he was searching for Zhao Yiran, who had just disappeared.
Disappear?
Zhao Yiran naturally did not disappear.
At that moment of crisis just now, the little ant who had been hiding his body and had never exposed his breath instantly used fusion to shrink Zhao Yiran's figure to the point that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.
At the same time, the little ant, which had also shrunk to a size that was difficult to see with the naked eye like Zhao Yiran, quickly flew to Zhao Yiran's side and took Zhao Yiran away from the wooden thorn siege area.
Just when Xiao Ling turned into a 'fireball' to impact the many wood-thorned yellow pythons.
Suddenly it started to rain in the sky.
The wooden-faced figure seemed to move, and then suddenly, his complexion changed.
Living in the deep forest, he noticed the difference in this rain.
This is rain, this is clearly a strong acid!
Stinging, stinging~!
As Xiao Ling's figure entered the yellow python pile, thick black smoke rose up.
Together with the many wooden thorns that were bombarded together at this moment that they just wanted to pierce Zhao Yiran's body!
Sou~!
The figure that had just appeared above Zhao Yiran's head also stopped when he found that Zhao Yiran's figure had disappeared.
Although he made this wooden thorn, it seems that he is also very jealous.
At this time, the figure who stayed in mid-air and was supported by a thigh-thick dragon scale rattan kept turning his eyes, as if he was searching for Zhao Yiran, who had just disappeared.
Disappear?
Zhao Yiran naturally did not disappear.
At that moment of crisis just now, the little ant who had been hiding his body and had never exposed his breath instantly used fusion to shrink Zhao Yiran's figure to the point that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.
At the same time, the little ant, which had also shrunk to a size that was difficult to see with the naked eye like Zhao Yiran, quickly flew to Zhao Yiran's side and took Zhao Yiran away from the wooden thorn siege area.
Just when Xiao Ling turned into a 'fireball' to impact the many wood-thorned yellow pythons.
Suddenly it started to rain in the sky.
The wooden-faced figure seemed to move, and then suddenly, his complexion changed.
Living in the deep forest, he noticed the difference in this rain.
This is rain, this is clearly a strong acid!
Stinging, stinging~!
As Xiao Ling's figure entered the yellow python pile, thick black smoke rose up.
Together with the many wooden thorns that were bombarded together at this moment that they just wanted to pierce Zhao Yiran's body!
Sou~!
The figure that had just appeared above Zhao Yiran's head also stopped when he found that Zhao Yiran's figure had disappeared.
Although he made this wooden thorn, it seems that he is also very jealous.
At this time, the figure who stayed in mid-air and was supported by a thigh-thick dragon scale rattan kept turning his eyes, as if he was searching for Zhao Yiran, who had just disappeared.
Disappear?
Zhao Yiran naturally did not disappear.
At that moment of crisis just now, the little ant who had been hiding his body and had never exposed his breath instantly used fusion to shrink Zhao Yiran's figure to the point that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.
At the same time, the little ant, which had also shrunk to a size that was difficult to see with the naked eye like Zhao Yiran, quickly flew to Zhao Yiran's side and took Zhao Yiran away from the wooden thorn siege area.
Just when Xiao Ling turned into a 'fireball' to impact the many wood-thorned yellow pythons.
Suddenly it started to rain in the sky.
The wooden-faced figure seemed to move, and then suddenly, his complexion changed.
Living in the deep forest, he noticed the difference in this rain.
This is rain, this is clearly a strong acid!
The eyes of the figure who stayed in mid-air and were supported by a thigh-thick dragon scale rattan kept turning, as if he was searching for Zhao Yiran, who had just disappeared.
Disappear?
Zhao Yiran naturally did not disappear.
At that moment of crisis just now, the little ant who had been hiding his body and had never exposed his breath instantly used fusion to shrink Zhao Yiran's figure to the point that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.
At the same time, the little ant, which had also shrunk to a size that was difficult to see with the naked eye like Zhao Yiran, quickly flew to Zhao Yiran's side and took Zhao Yiran away from the wooden thorn siege area.