Breaking free from Hong Mu's arms, who had changed his body, his steps were still faltering, and he took two steps back to look at the enemy who was domineering and arrogant not long ago, and there was no pity on his face.

"If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and you should have been prepared to die if you did this kind of dirty deed. ”

Du Rong himself does not have the mentality of being a saint to support justice, this cruel moment of the jungle in the cultivation realm is staged, he retains a little bit of his heart and does not do things that harm the weak, but the person who offends me will not be spared is the principle he pursues.

The red-black roots pierced out from under the skin, waved in the air, found the soil where the plant should grow, and plunged headlong.

More roots also received the signal, and the vanguard followed them one after another from Hong Mu's body, and took root in a winding and winding way towards the earth.

On the other hand, the current situation of Hong Mu is really miserable, his limbs have been completely controlled by the devil vine, bending in an inhuman-shaped shape, and the wound that pierces the skin does not have a single blood flowing, and it has long become his sweet blood food.

His mouth was weakly wide open, and he couldn't shout a single sound after all. The bloodshot eyes revealed seven points of despair and three points of longing for life.

As the devil vine was fully rooted in the ground and stopped wriggling, the last glimmer of brilliance in this look dissipated.

A terrifying plant embedded in a human body spawned in a short period of time, but the most terrifying thing was the withered head full of despair embedded in the middle.

The devil's vine, which had settled in its new home, was now full of life, in stark contrast to the dried corpse it was wrapping in.

Life can also be conceived from death.

......

As early as the moment he regained his freedom, Du Rong took out his Blood Pill and swallowed it together with the Qi Enhancement Pill hidden in his mouth.

In the process of fighting with others, he had also been paying attention to the dynamics of Gan Xian, who had been trapped by him, and at this time, the solid cage made of exhausting all his earth-based magic had long been destroyed to the point of being full of holes and cracks, and was on the verge of collapse.

There wasn't enough time to escape, and all that was left was to maneuver. Thinking that he was going to directly confront the Tsukiji Monk, and then looking back at the fact that he had used up most of his magic reserves, his heart was full of bitterness.

I only feel that I am afraid that I am going to overturn in this state, but fortunately, he is confident that this Ganxian can break his barrier in such a short time, and it is naturally not without consumption.

Besides, he still has his own supply pills, and it is still possible to use the Black Thorn Shield, plus there is still a vajra talisman that has not yet been used, so it may not be impossible to fight.

After chewing the two pills in his mouth, the spiritual power consumed quickly refilled, not because this qi replenishing pill was so powerful, but because the upper limit of his spiritual power was too low.

What's more, the strange effect brought by the Blood Pill, in order to resist the attack of the Zhuji Monk, the Black Thorn Shield in his hand is indispensable, which is why he did not choose to take dry grass to treat his injuries.

This elixir is useless for the replenishment of magic power, but it is incomparable to the repair of injuries, and the medicinal power of condensed several withered grass essences spreads rapidly in the body.

I clearly felt that my necrotic muscles were regaining their former flexibility and elasticity, which was obviously more than enough for other monks to be reborn and treat their own injuries.

It's also interesting to say, Du Rong has already refined thousands of Blood Pills, and it is the first time for him to take them, and in terms of this kind of divine effect, the high price of selling thousands of spirit stones is really not expensive.

After recovering from his injuries, Du Rong immediately ran to Wu Qisheng's corpse, found the bloodstained black thorn shield, held it firmly in the palm of his hand, and had a little confidence in his heart.

At the same time, the prison made of the crystal rock could not withstand the heavy impact of the trapped people, and the debris flew after an explosion.

Gan Xian came out of it, only to see that her whole body was covered with yellow-brown crumbs, and there was no more charm in her eyes, and the anger in her eyes was like substance.

And the next scene in front of her eyes wanted to put her on the verge of going berserk.

Originally, he thought that his two right-hand men were outside, and it should be a matter of course to take down a monk of the same rank with the assistance of two dozen and one, each with a high-grade talisman.

However, the scene in front of her was far beyond the limit of her imagination, Wu Qisheng fell in a pool of blood and had already died.

When she looked around for the figure of Hongmu and disappeared, it was not until the strange plant that she had never seen before caught her eye, the miserable death of the strange tree that grew with it.

And at this moment, not far away, I also saw the tattered Du Rong, the strange thing is that there are no scars on his body, and Gan Xian is the first time to see his true face after the hat on his head is destroyed.

The sunny and handsome face was no longer half attracted to the angry her at this time, because in less than a cup of tea, her three right-hand men were all punished by this son.

"Okay, it's very good, not only can you resist the female charm technique that I have practiced for a long time, but the four spells of wind, thunder, earth, and wood are actually integrated on you alone, you are a qi refining cultivator I have never seen before. No wonder my men are planted in your hands, but today I want you to know that there is still a gap between this great class that you cannot cross!"

Du Rong, who was not far away, just looked at the angry Zhuji Female Cultivator with a solemn face, it was useless to say anything at this time, there was already an endless situation between the two, or the focus was to concentrate on the surprise attack of the other party.

Gan Xian was no longer much, with a visible hatred and a sneer on the corner of her mouth, she drifted backwards, hiding in the thick foliage and disappearing.

At the same time, a thick fog was unprovoked in this small area, and the temperature in the air dropped dramatically.

Feeling the sudden drop in temperature on the surface of the body, Du Rong not only felt a strong tingling sensation in his skin, but also the blood in his body seemed to be frozen, and his movement became extremely sluggish due to this low temperature.

This female cultivator is a water-based spell, and within the scope of her spell, ordinary people can't take a step even if they don't freeze to death, and they become a caged prison bird and are captured.

There was no hesitation in his heart, and he hurriedly activated the Vajra rune seal that his subordinates had already pinched, this one-time consumable prop that was widely circulated among Qi refining cultivators, and it was the first time that it had been used for the first time after it had been seized for a long time.

Huang Chengcheng's shield protected him in it, and unexpectedly this thing did not have the slightest isolation effect on the temperature, and his limbs were almost paralyzed at this time.

Gan Xian's silver bell-like laughter also came from the empty woodland: "This low-level vajra talisman just wants to resist my icy mist, but what do you think of the foundation building monk." By the way, this thing can't stop the blow of my water chill needle. ”

Fluttering voices came from all around, and it was impossible to tell where the woman was.

"Senior, your spell is indeed mysterious, but this trick is too small to solve me. "Durong's mental power is fully open, as long as Gan Xian enters his detection range, he can immediately know where her true body is.

He shouted, "[Thirsty Wind]!"

Since the capital melted into the center, a dry heat wave rolled up, and wherever it passed, the ice fog receded inch by inch. But the power of the Tsukiji monk's spell was above the power of his magic, forcing the surging mist around him back a foot and not advancing an inch.

An area of dryness and clear vision was cleared out.

But the ice mist slowly dissipated at this moment, revealing Gan Xian's figure, standing more than ten zhang away from Du Rong's left, staring at him with magical eyes.

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