The silver tree also has a void of hands, and a long stick appears, the material seems to be made of superhuman steel heart, and the front of the bottom of the stick on both sides seems to be printed with a heavy pattern, as if it is made of the reverse scales of the ancient red lotus dragon.

The silver tree is also a stick, and it instantly counteracts with the resigned Dharma stick.

A strong wind spread out against the two of them, and the corpses that were thrown over from time to time retreated and turned into a rain of blood in this strong wind.

The corpse's backwards immediately angered the thing in the second danger zone behind it.

The tunnel is constantly shaking, it seems to have killed the people in that section, and if there is no one who can be killed, it should also flee and go to the next level, so it is a matter of time before it is finished, and the monk resigned originally to meditate and recover, and then impact that level, and now he is fighting with Yinshu, and he has forgotten this stubble.

The monk's resignation was not good, but Yinshu was calm and relaxed.

The energy release of the monk's resignation became more and more violent, and even the inside of the sword mound, that is, the tunnel where Yinshu and the others are now, was like an earthquake, and if it continued like this, people would be buried alive, and it would not work if it continued like this.

This had to be done.

Yinshu moved at a high speed, the joints of his middle finger protruded slightly, clenched his fist, and struck at the middle of his left chest with all his strength, this time the force was very large, and it had already burst out of golden light and splashed out behind the monk's resignation.

The trajectory of Ginshu's punch couldn't be seen, so Ginshu easily dodged his Dharma stick.

The monk's resignation was like an instant, there was nowhere to run, where I was, where I was, what I was doing.

It wasn't until he was hit, and that cry of pain made him spit out a mouthful of bile from his mouth, that he reacted.

But what I didn't expect was that the monk resigned, still not fully awake, just hit, but I didn't expect that Yinshu would ignore the arrival of the unknown monster in the second danger area;

Then, the monk's hesitation in resigning made him unaware that the 'monster' enraged by the two of them had completely approached him.

When he also wanted to hit the silver tree with the Dharma stick method, one of his legs had been picked up and smashed to the ground by a virtual entity, and the ground was cracked inch by inch, of course, the ground did not hurt, it hurt because the monk resigned.

In his current rage, he also has a fighting instinct, and his instinct is not very bad, and when his life is most dangerous, his own passive King Kong is not bad, and he triggered it, so he was not stoned to death by that 'monster'.

He kept kicking the 'monster' with his other leg, but the 'monster' didn't move at all, and he didn't have the slightest intention of letting go of him.

At this time, Yinshu was watching the play, of course, Feng and the others were even more looking up at the resignation being smashed by an almost jelly-like virtual body, this virtual body was still very large, and his height was up to the top of the tunnel, and he was standing here hunched over.

Obviously, the area here was not as spacious as the place he was in just now, and it was not high enough for this sword spirit to expect.

This sword spirit is different from the sword spirit of the sword spirit that is rusty and tattered outside, and it can be easily detected just by looking at the physical constitution and the energy fluctuations that people feel in their body.

Soon, this huge sword spirit has already happened, and there are many 'ants' beside him, that is to say, Yinshu and others, Yinshu and others are watching the show, which makes him very unhappy.

"What are you doing!!Don't you bow down to me, the Sword Spirit Master...... Hey, you still have some tattered sword spirit swords in your body, you can do it, as long as you kneel down and knock your head like a bloody bang now, and lick my shoes again, I can consider passing on high-level and exquisite swordsmanship to you. You ......"

Yinshu immediately stood in the palm of his hand, and used the gesture of the number five to stop him from continuing to talk to himself, "Kowtow or something?

Yinshu turned his head to look at Feng and the others, and asked, "Will you do it?"

Feng and the others all made the same movement, constantly shaking their heads, looking at this sword spirit master as if they were looking at stupid.

The Sword Spirit Master was unhappy, and what he wanted to know most now was, "You don't want to learn, so what are you doing here? and you still bring the Sword Spirit Sword here?"

"No, no, no, you're thinking too much, we brought the Sword Spirit Sword just to come in openly, it's just quite a ticket for us, we have already used a lot of Sword Spirit Sword in the last level. If you have to ask us what we are doing, we just came to see it, do you understand sightseeing?...... What, I don't understand? I don't understand anything, what kind of sword spirit do you have!! Stupid or not. Yinshu didn't let the Sword Spirit Master answer at all, and Yinshu also started talking to himself, which was equivalent to letting him feel the trouble that Yinshu had just stood up there and listened to him talk about a lot of troubles.

I don't know if the Sword Spirit Master doesn't know, but he hears that the Sword Spirit Sword is equal to a ticket? has already used up a lot of it, which has made him realize a lot of problems, whether he has met a group of strange coffees, or the strange ones who have mutilated his companions.

"You guys are disrespectful!!" the Sword Spirit Master was angry, spewing like a kettle that had boiled water.

Yinshu spread his hands, "What can we do, this is how the designer of this sword mound designed, what can we do, the sword spirit sword we used is still deliberately reduced." ”

"You weirdos, who called you here!!Is your gang a fool!" The Sword Spirit Master did not forget to resign from the monk who was smashing his hands.

At this time, the monk's resignation had been completely smashed and fainted.

"When we entered the illusion barrier in front of the Ancient Wasteland, it was as if there was already something to show us the way. We've been here to see. Yinshu also talked to him about it.

The Sword Spirit Master, obviously different from the Sword Spirit Sword, he doesn't need to parasitize on the blade, he has already transcended that category, he is living in this state of virtualization, and his strength is increasing day by day.

When the Sword Spirit Master heard Yinshu say, he seemed to realize something, and he was obviously silent, deliberately not answering Yinshu's question again.

The smashing action in his hands also stopped, and taking advantage of this gap, the monk resigned and immediately broke free, and immediately broke away from the grasp of the sword spirit master at the cost of twisting his ankle.

The moment he landed, he was particularly unstable, and he fell down on the side of the silver tree, and the silver tree dodged with the smallest movement, making him smash himself to the ground, and a layer of dust was raised.