"Go on!" Wang Min said with a smile.

"How is that possible!, how did you do it!" Wen Cang floated in the sky, surprised.

His rootless water is not ordinary water, but the essence of the source water that he has spent thousands of years cultivating, and it has already been refined into a natal thing by him, otherwise even if it is not good in the end, he will not be unloaded by the water splash of all his strength.

After breaking that barrier in the Holy Mountain before, he had been silent in his body, thinking that the essence of the source water that he could not see could be eliminated, suddenly became active, and even helped him step into the Jindan Great Perfection in one fell swoop! As long as he was given a little time, he could enter the Yuanying realm without hindrance!

This is also the reason why he has the confidence to intercept Wang Ming and his party outside the holy mountain alone.

But just now, after the roots of the tree reached into the waves, they forcibly sucked the essence of the source water out of him!

The natal thing was stripped away, and the golden pill that smelled the flawless color dimmed its color.

The creaking sound sounded continuously, and under Wang Ming's feet, the roots of the trees spread ruggedly, lifting Wang Ming high, and then coiled into a disc shape behind Wang Ming, all the tips of which were facing forward, like a sharp sword.

Wen Cang has the illusion that he seems to be treated as a delicacy by those guys!

"It turns out that you are a tree demon cultivation formation!" Wen Cang suddenly realized, and the grade of this tree demon must not be low, otherwise it would not be able to devour the essence of the source water so quickly.

The dryad that can ingest the soul is either a cannibal tree of a natural species, or it grows in a lifeless place like the Corpse Mountain and the Sea of Blood, which will not be a good thing anyway.

In the current situation, Wen Cang didn't dare to release the essence of the source water easily, and the origin was completely restrained!

However, Wen Cang was not particularly annoyed, after all, the path of cultivation is long, and it is normal to encounter people or things that restrain themselves.

But as long as he can escape from this situation, it will be a kind of polishing for his cultivation.

The reason why he used the essence of source water to attack at the beginning was because he had been suppressed for so long and wanted to have a good time.

Since it is restrained, then take it back!

As Wen Cang's words fell, the essence of the source water that lingered around him slowly disappeared into his body, and then a dark red flame appeared in his palm, and quickly condensed into a spear.

Wang Ming waited for the battle, and turned a deaf ear to the words of the tree demon who heard Cang.

Wen Cang flicked the spear in his hand, dragged the long Yanwei, and took the lead in attacking.

Wang Ming's heart moved, and the roots of the tree were like pythons, head-on.

The roots of the trees are like living creatures, crisscrossing under Wang Ming's manipulation, like pythons, interspersed forward, facing Wencang.

Wang Ming, who responded calmly, made Wen Cang think that he used to be a powerful party with a deep background.

Water and fire are born to restrain each other, Wen Cang is an evil Jiao, it is a different species of water, after becoming a water bo, it is inseparable from water, in the eyes of ordinary people, it should be born afraid of fire, but everything has a case, in the road of cultivation ups and downs for thousands of years, Wen Cang naturally has his own doorway, he knows that he is afraid of fire, so he has been trying to make up for his weaknesses.

Later, he really got a chance to exchange nearly half of his source water essence with others to get a cloud of cold flames collected from the land of extreme yin.

Although the cold flame is fire, but the nature is biased towards yin, after paying the price of almost peeling the skin and cramping, Wen Cang successfully refined this flame, hidden in the primordial god, as his killer weapon!

Who would have thought that a water boy could actually control fire?

It's a pity that Wen Cang's move is undoubtedly a flattering thing for the blind to see, and Wang Ming doesn't know much about this at all! Even if he understands the restraint of fire and water, don't forget, most of Wang Ming's common sense about cultivation is seen from gods and ghosts.

What's more, Wang Ming has already preconceived that Wen Cang is an immortal, you are an immortal, and it is not a very simple thing to control fire and water!

Wang Ming doesn't think about whether a water boy can control the fire.

That's why he was able to control the roots of the tree very calmly to meet the attack.

In fact, Wang Ming didn't see that it was a fire at all, because the color of the fire was too strange, Wang Ming had never seen it!

Soon, Wang Ming realized his ignorance.

The thing of the Holy Mountain, which originally seemed indestructible to him, was torn apart by Wen Cang with a single shot!

Wang Ming secretly said with a mist grass, and hurriedly retreated, and an even larger number of tree roots surged forward.

But in the roar, it was blown to pieces, leaving wreckage in vain.

The things of the holy mountain are indeed indestructible to ordinary people, but Wen Cang is a person who has stepped through the pass after all......

Wang Mingkan retreated into the realm of the holy mountain, and the tip of Wen Cang's spear also stopped at the edge of the holy mountain.

"Hmph, that's it!" Wen Cang slashed the spear in his hand into a circle, and then held it upside down behind him.

Although he hasn't played well yet, compared to pretending to be a grandson in this world for so many years, he already breathes a sigh of relief, and he believes that with his level back then, he will return to the top and rank among the highest levels in this world, just around the corner!

"Lord Holy Spirit, he is using a spear condensed with a special flame, and he must never use the roots of this holy mountain to meet him again!" Qiu Yi reminded in time behind.

"Understood!" Wang Ming clenched his right fist and struck forward again!

Wen Cang stabbed out with a shot and met Wang Ming's fist head-on.

With a bang, the shock wave visible to the naked eye spread out in all directions, and Wang Ming's punch was blocked.

"Boy, but Er'er!" Wen Cang smiled happily.

Wang Ming also smiled happily.

A fist the size of a millstone suddenly grew out of the soil!

Wen Cang's eyes were over, and he suddenly rose to the sky!

But Wang Mingyi, who had already prepared, grasped the tip of the gun!

The heavy dust from above the sacred mountain clings to the spear layer after layer!

Wen Cang, who flew out halfway, stumbled, and was almost flashed in mid-air.

"Something!" out of the corner of his eye, Wen Cang caught a glimpse of something growing out of the holy mountain, and 'swallowed' his spear into it!

But he didn't have time to take a closer look, because the fist that hit his lower body turned extremely huge in a short distance, and it turned into a fist, as if he wanted to catch him in!

Wen Cang had no choice but to abandon the gun and plan to flee by himself, but the moment he abandoned the gun, he was suddenly tied up by the roots of a tree that stretched out from nowhere!

Frightened, Wen Cang immediately appeared in his original form, trying to break free from the shackles with the huge body of a dragon!

But everything was in vain, and the pain from the depths of the Yuan Shen made him powerless for a while.

A spike actually stretched out from the root of the tree that bound him, directly piercing his dragon true body, and frantically drilling into his body, as if he wanted to directly absorb his source water essence!

And the giant palm composed of the rocks and soil of the Holy Mountain from below was also unambiguous, directly wrapped Wen Cang firmly into it, and then began to drag it downward.

Seeing that the overall situation was about to be decided, a scream sounded from far and near, and a giant sword came with Ling Yan Gang Feng breaking through the air!

With a loud bang, the giant sword directly pierced the giant palm!

The wind burst and the dirt splattered.

The giant sword stabbed directly into Wen Cang's Jiaolong true body, and then the hilt trembled slightly, bringing up Ling Yan's sword qi, cutting off the roots of the tree that were wrapped around it, and dispersing Wang Ming's regathered fist, and then stringing Wen Cang's Jiaolong real body rose into the sky, and Jiaolong's blood sprinkled all over the sky.

"You really have a big appetite!" In the distance, Bi Shan, who should have left a long time ago, was holding the giant sword, and at his feet, Wen Cang's face was pale and he collapsed to the ground.

"Thank you Brother Bi for saving your life!" Wen Cang said weakly, it is different if he breaks through the realm, and his title has changed from Lord Bishan to Brother Bi.

Although he was stabbed by Bi Shan, Wen Cang understood that it was a last resort, and he showed the true body of Jiaolong, and it was difficult to take him away without that method.

"Such a big thing, you actually want to swallow it alone?" Bi Shan held the giant sword in his hand and stared firmly at Wang Ming standing in the holy mountain.

"It's just a dryad," Wen Cang said.

"Dryad?" Bi Shan raised his eyebrows: "He's not a dryad, hurry up and breathe, my sword has avoided your vital point, let's hit the luck this time!"

"Hit the luck?" Wen Cang's face was full of puzzlement.

"It's a shame that you've been practicing for so many years, and you don't have any eyesight!" Bi Shan sighed lightly.

"He is the spirit of the holy mountain, or rather, the god of the holy mountain!" Bi Shan's eyes were full of light.

"What!" Wen Cang was shocked.

"Good vision!" Bi Shan didn't hide it when he spoke, so Wang Ming also heard it clearly, but he didn't know how Bi Shan saw it.

"I used to be a swordsman, and my master was a mountain god, a famous mountain born by itself, and it was sealed by heaven, so I still know a lot about the gods of mountains and rivers. ”

"It's a shame that you have been a water boy for so long, and there is a mountain god standing in front of you who can't tell the difference. ”

"But I don't blame you, who would have thought that the Holy Mountain would actually give birth to a spirit rhino? If those adults knew about it, they would definitely flock to it!" Bi Shan's eyes were slightly red.

This world is extremely strange, and the holy mountain is the most special existence here, any person, if they want to go further on the path of cultivation, they must come here, the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant will come once, and the Great Perfection of the Transformation of God will also come once.

And now, the mountain god who can control the entire holy mountain is standing in front of him, if he can control it, then wouldn't he become the supreme existence in this world?

"If he is really the god of the holy mountain, can we do it?" Wen Cang's eyes glared, swallowing and spitting, he was a little cowardly.

"Even if it is a holy mountain god, it is also a newborn mountain god, and his strength is weak, so he just took this opportunity to take him down!" Bi Shan said in a sonorous voice.

"His power can only be limited to the Holy Mountain at present, haven't you noticed, when I saved you, but a sword slashed past, and the part outside the Holy Mountain, the mountain stone giant palm directly shattered, but with the edge of the Holy Mountain as the boundary, the inside is still intact, that is not my intention, I am ready to be split down by the Heavenly Tribulation!" Bi Shan explained when he saw that Wen Cang was a little reluctant.

"In other words, his strength is currently unable to radiate beyond the scope of the Holy Mountain, and if he leaves the Holy Mountain, he will be a scum!"

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