When the disciples of Cangyun Sect were whispering about the surrounding trees, they suddenly heard a miserable scream from the front, which was heartbreaking, shattering the barely sustainable balance in everyone's hearts, everyone's faces changed instantly, and they stopped and did not dare to go again. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yuan Fengqing frowned, and when he released his divine sense to find out what was going on in front of him, the corner of his eyes suddenly flashed, but he saw that the tens of thousands of fire vines hanging in the forest were windless and automatic, and they were quietly outflanking the immortal disciples who were trapped in the forest, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and hurriedly shouted, "Be careful!" ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and before they could react, they heard the disciples of the Little Immortal Sect who were following them tightly wrapped around their waists by the fire vines, hanging in the air, and screaming in fright.

As this disciple was hung up, the red grass on the ground in the forest also began to sway wildly, like the rhythm of a strong wind, and it entangled the naked feet of all the disciples, frightening countless people to scream, and hurriedly took out their weapons to cut off the fire grass under their feet, and had to be careful to deal with the fire vines that kept attacking overhead, and the scene suddenly became a mess.

There was no wind in the forest, but these fire vines and fire plants seemed to be secretly controlled by someone, constantly attacking the disciples of the Immortal Sect, and in the screams one after another, blood splashed everywhere, and the fire plants that had been watered with blood became more and more red and bright like blood, and their actions were more and more swift like arrows.

Yuan Fengqing looked at the fire vines that were constantly being drawn in all directions and the fire grass with teeth and claws under his feet, stretched out his hand to offer a blue light shield, and shouted, "Hide in!" When the surrounding Xianmen disciples heard this, they didn't care if it was Cangyun's person, and they retreated to this side one after another.

Yes!

With another scream, Yuan Fengqing watched a disciple of the Immortal Sect in the distance being neatly pierced through the sternum by two fire vines, blood sprinkled everywhere, listening to the heart-rending sound, his heart was really uncomfortable.

But although she held up a huge light shield, and there were constantly disciples converging towards the light mask, the surrounding fire vines and fire plants did not stop attacking, banging and banging on the barrier of the light mask, and in the deafening sound, the light mask was pumped in all directions, and it seemed that it would not be able to pump for too long.

"There are too many vines, we have to kill them!" Yuan Fengqing glanced at the cracks on the mask and shouted, "The injured disciple enters the light mask, and the rest of the disciples will fight with me to make a path!" After she finished speaking, she immediately rushed out of the light shield, and the moon in her hand flew like a spiritual snake, and after pulling away the countless fire vines blocking the road, her left hand turned into a single and sacrificed the Nine Xuan Pagoda.

Silently chanting a spell, the flames in the tower are sacrificed, and the fire grass in front of them is burned.

It's a pity that those fire plants are not afraid of fire, the flames just rushed out and were extinguished by the fire plants, the idea of burning them with fire did not work, she had to put away the Nine Xuan Pagoda, ten fingers poured out like playing a piano, and a small aqua blue snake burst out from between her fingers, pounced on the fire grass on the ground with teeth and claws.

The other disciples jumped out one after another after Yuan Fengqing rushed out of the light shield, desperately slashing the fire plants that were constantly approaching in the heavens and the earth, whether it was the disciples of the Cangyun Sect or other immortal sects, they all worked together at this time in the hope of being able to kill a bloody path. After all, they know very well that this place is full of dangers, life or death, if they can't break out of this forest, they are afraid that everyone will die here.

At this time and now, there is no distinction between sects and intimacy, everyone spontaneously forms a small alliance to resist the attack of the plants in the woods, but those plants seem to have no end, cut off a fire vine, and immediately have other fire vines to make up. Remove a fireweed, and immediately another one grows on the ground, endlessly, as if it will never be finished. Moreover, these fire plants are not afraid of fire and cannot be burned all with one fire, which adds considerable difficulty to everyone, all of them are gritting their teeth and struggling to support.

As more and more disciples died in this forest, the fire vines and fire grass moistened by blood became more and more ferocious and rapid, and the sky and the earth were full of fire-red vines and fire grass, like dense fire snakes, constantly attacking the disciples of the Xianmen.

Hearing only a snort, Mo Tianqi of the Carefree Sect sacrificed an ice sword, the blue light of the sword body flashed, and it swept through the woods quickly, slashing all the attacking fire vines and fire grass.

The dragon groaned, the sound shook for nine days, frightened all the fire vines and fire plants for a moment, only to see a male disciple of Shenyue Gate sacrifice a picture scroll, the green dragon on the painting whined out, opened his mouth and sucked all the fire vines and fire grass in front of him into his stomach, and the surrounding woods were hollowed out.

Mo Liuxin of Tianxiang Valley sacrificed the "Spirit of Extreme Hell", which is one of the three extinct fires in the world, and is the nemesis of all flames.

Yuan Fengqing turned his head and saw Qing Miao's hands slightly pulled, and was about to sacrifice another Cangyun magic weapon, immediately pressed the back of his hand, stopped his movements, stretched out his hand and sacrificed, the shark moon in his hand quickly rose into the air, suspended above his head, the shark beads bloomed a bright moon-like clear light, the water element between heaven and earth surged wildly, Yuan Fengqing quickly ten fingers linked, constantly sealed, under her drive, the water spirit gradually condensed into a sharp water knife, whistling and slashing at all the nearby fire vines and fire grass, where the water knife passed, there was no grass, Even the stout fir trees were cut off and fell to the ground with a thud.

In the field of vision, the fallen fiquoia tree was immediately swallowed by the earth, and there was not even a slag left, so weird.

Seeing that all the immortals have sacrificed their magic weapons, Penglai Island is not far behind, the disciples who led the team waved their sleeves and sacrificed an ink-colored jade flute, the sound of the flute moved to the lips, and slowly blown, the sound of whimpering was like thunder on the ground, slowly enveloping the surrounding fire vines and fire grass, they seemed to be immersed in this low and complaining rhythm, all stopped the attack action, frozen in mid-air and the ground, the surrounding disciples were overjoyed, hurriedly waved their swords to get rid of it, rattan clippings and grass clippings flew all over the sky, like a grass rain.

With the common control of several great immortal sects, all the disciples breathed a sigh of relief and seized the time to swallow the pill to breathe their injuries.

Yuan Fengqing glanced back at the injured disciples hiding in the light mask, there were more than a hundred people, and sighed secretly, "There are no injured Daoists to help, protect the injured Daoists and leave immediately, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time!" ”

Her call woke everyone up, and she didn't care about her injuries anymore, so she reached out to support the injured Xianmen disciples, and helped each other break through to the front of the woods.

Yuan Fengqing drove Xianyue to open the way in front, and Qing Yang squeezed behind her at some point and asked, "Uncle Xiao, are you okay?" Don't overdraw your spiritual power too much, in case the treasure is in front of the woods, you have to take it easy. ”

"It doesn't matter." Yuan Fengqing chuckled, at this time, she was no longer a disciple of Zhuji, and the spiritual power and yuan power in her body naturally far exceeded the beginning, not to mention the help of the water spirit of the shark bead, as long as the water spirit between heaven and earth would never be exhausted, she would not worry about the spiritual power.

This is also the typical difference between a beginner monk and an intermediate monk, if it is a foundation building disciple, even if it is the peak of the later stage, it is impossible to continue the battle for such a long time, after all, the storage of Yuan power and spiritual energy in the body is limited, and it cannot last forever.