A leaf flew down in the sky with a faint mist.

One piece, Wu Feng's heart tightened, it seemed that he was thinking too much, the enemy was going to act, was it going to start, from there? Wu Feng's spiritual sense locked every leaf that had just flown down.

The leaves in the air were still not far from the entrance of the cave, there was still a small distance from the ground, the wind, there was wind, Wu Feng's hair was swaying with the breeze, and the leaves on the ground were also swaying.

Well, Wu Fengjue's feet tightened, and then there was a heart-piercing pain. Wu Feng's face changed greatly, his feet were tightly wrapped around an unknown rattan sticking out of the ground directly through the protection at this time, and the barbs on the plant pierced deeply into his flesh, painful, and numb. With the pain and the spiritual power and vitality that were constantly devoured by the rattan, along with the devouring, the rattan continued to climb up towards Wu Feng's feet.

Wu Feng met the same thing this time, usually he devours the essence and blood of others, refining to strengthen himself, but this time, his spiritual power and vitality are constantly being devoured by others, and at the same time, there is an unknown thing injected into his own flesh and blood. Wu Feng suddenly realized in his heart that this time he had planted it, and he had planted a big heel.

Bake, the blood-colored demon flame rose, enveloping those rattans and feet in it, purple light flashed, and those rattans broke in response. Squeak, there was a painful squeak of the rattan under his feet, and in the demonic flames, the tumbling rattan was being refined at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But at this time, the seven leaves on the ground had already flown up at some point, and they were constantly rotating around Wu Feng, and the mist was constantly emitting from the swirling leaves, and it would take a cave to fill the air in a moment. The last leaf in the air turned into a black plant at some point, and a black light was being spit out from the black plant and hit Wu Feng, and the seven leaves that kept rotating turned into seven green flying swords at some point, floating in the air and pointing directly at Wu Feng.

Buzzing, the protective shield outside Wu Feng's body was hit by a black light, and there were faint signs of failure. The power of the black light itself is not strong, what is strong is that it is accompanied by a strong corrosiveness, which instantly makes the aura cover have signs of beginning to melt.

The blood light rushed to the sky, a layer of demonic fire shield appeared outside Wu Feng's body, and a blood-colored long sword suspected of demonic flame slashed at the black plant in the air, the blood-colored long sword took off its long red tail, it was a chain flying knife that Wu Feng grabbed in his hand, and the mist where it passed was instantly burned into the air, and the bursts of distortion produced in the air continued to expand as it flew by.

The tree hole was widened again, and the demonic flame that was deliberately released by Li Jin suddenly filled the entire tree hole with strands of heat, and bursts of heat waves rose and fell in the tree waves.

Porphyry, the three green long swords floating in the air rushed over to intercept the Demon Flame Sword, and at the moment when it was about to be slashed, the Demon Flame Sword suddenly turned into a piece of demonic fire, and pounced on the black plant in the air through the three flying swords. At the same time, the purple light flashed, and the three green long swords that were stuck in the air were instantly slashed by the purple light, and one of them fell towards Wu Feng.

Bake, the green flying sword was pounced on by Wu Feng at the moment when it was about to take off into the air, and it was tightly grasped in his hand, the green long sword shook in Wu Feng's hand, and it trembled constantly under the refining of the demonic flame.

Squeak, the black plants in the air were also engulfed in demonic flames, moaning and trembling in pain, and layers of gray ash continued to fall with the trembling body.

In an instant, Wu Feng completed a series of actions and calculations.

Poof, the sound of vomiting blood came from the trunk of a tree in the hollow at the same time. With a flash of silver light, Wu Feng urged the strange dagger that had long been hidden on his body at that moment, and followed the sound through the tree.

Ah, the screams resounded throughout the Dryad Land, alarming countless people who were hurrying away.

"Hey, Sister Zhu, why does this voice sound a little familiar, although the scream is obviously poignant, obviously out of tune, but it still feels familiar"

"It's the magic vine of the Black Water Pool tribe, I didn't expect to be mistaken just after I came in, we also have to be careful, don't be too anxious to hurry, although we have a geographical advantage here, but the powerful demon vine has suffered, and there are no other enemies outside the dryad here."

"Well, listen to my sister's right" The two girls who emerged from the ground looked solemnly at the direction where the voice came from.

"It's ...... Young Master of the Demon Vine, quick, hurry up" The two people in the Dryad Land who were wrapped in black armor said urgently.

"Hehe, it's a good show, but I'm not busy watching it, let's sleep beautifully first, this misty spiritual mist is a good thing, there is no one in the Lingshan tribe" The sound fell, only to see that the person actually melted directly into the body of the tree demon, and did not leave any traces on the trunk.

"Hmph, arrogant guy, I thought this was in the Lingshan tribe, I can't help but want to see your miserable back soon" Somewhere in the land of the Dryad, there is a person with half of his body melted into the trunk of the Dryad, and is borrowing the Dryad's petted body to continuously absorb the mist above the forest.

......

At this time, Wu Feng was standing beside the newly blasted cave wall with a depressed face, holding a small piece of vine in his hand, just now, Wu Feng himself also bombarded this place with the dagger, but he obviously heard the sound of the person being injured, and obviously heard the strange scream of the person when he was hit by the dagger, but there was nothing when he blasted in, only this piece of vine.

Could it be that the one who sneaked up on him just now was an aravine demon, this is too weird, why is it that even the things that grow on the ground have become so insidious now, this still makes people not live, you must know that in the forest, there are countless things that grow on the ground as soon as you step on it, if those are all demons, they have become so dirty, then it is really sad to stay here.

Hey, the demon flame in his hand dissipated, leaving a small ball of green fluid, which was unceremoniously collected by Wu Feng into his body, and a touch of green light flashed on the surface of his body, Wu Feng found that his body was a little stronger, and he was happy in his heart, this is a good thing, if there is a large amount, his physical body will not be able to upgrade quickly, but unfortunately, that person seems to have only seven flying swords like that.

Thinking that the demonic flame in his other hand fluttered and wrapped the vine in it, he turned to look at the six green flying swords that were still floating in the air, and the black plants in the demonic flame.

In the middle of the sound, after Wu Feng put the vine and the six flying swords into his body, he couldn't see that the black plant was refined by the demon flame, and he still shrank tightly in the demon flame, struggling to support it.

Wu Feng was surprised in his heart, and led the demon flame wrapped in the black plant to his side, staring at it and studying it, while constantly urging the demon flame, wanting to refine the black plant.

"En" After two more meals, the black plant still showed no signs of refining, but the black aperture outside its body was a little lighter.

"If it goes on like this, how long will it take" The silver light flashed in Wu Feng's hand, and the weird dagger appeared: the Peerless Piercing Sky Dagger, thinking about whether to use it, whether it would be corroded by the saliva spit out by the black plant, otherwise he would die of distress, and now Wu Feng really has nothing else to take out his hand except for this.

Squeak, as soon as this dagger appeared, the black plant with black light trembled, but Wu Feng didn't see where his mouth was for a long time, and he didn't know where the sound came from.