What she thought was the entrance to the cave was nothing more than a darker earthen wall, and there was no exit. Mojiu was locked up here.

And the burning branches of the old locust tree have chased after Mo Jiu. The road is blocked, which does not mean that Mo Jiu will obediently obey.

The python whip in Mo Jiu's hand waved, and each whip would emit countless white lights with the sound of the cold wind.

Trees that are on fire, of course, have to be dealt with by the wind. It's just that it's not as simple as you think.

The dryad was huge, and it was even more hot and rolling when it was on fire, if it weren't for Mo Jiu's wind spiritual power to block it, it would have been ignited by the burning branches.

Besides, this place is small and there is nowhere to hide, although Mo Jiu struggles to resist, he can't stop the dryad's desperate attack.

Sweat was dripping down Mo Jiu's face, and the clothes on his body were soaked with sweat, and even his hair was wet and sticking to his body.

At this moment, a faint layer of yellow light emerged from Mo Jiu's body, covering Mo Jiu. She actually upgraded at this time.

And this upgrade is different from the last time I entered the orange level, it was a warm current at that time, and this time it was a cool breath.

The cool air flowed through his body, and his body became extremely dry.

But at this time, Mo Jiu didn't have time to rejoice or think about the various changes in his body after the upgrade. She didn't even notice her own upgrade.

She only knew that there seemed to be a clear stream flowing through her body, but she didn't have time to think.

But she also noticed that the moves she sent out seemed to be more powerful than before. After realizing this, Mo Jiu didn't have as much trouble dealing with the dryad as he did just now.

As the python whip in Mo Jiu's hand shot out a beautiful whip flower, a ball of white light slowly swirled, forming a small hurricane and flying towards the dryad.

The hurricane swept up all the branches of the trees near Mojiu, and not only that, but it also made the flames on the dryad's body even stronger.

"Ah......hh This immortal will not spare your ......"

A terrible scream rang out, and the sound of burning wood engulfed the dryad's screams.

Mo Jiu leaned against an earthen wall, looking at the burned old locust tree, his eyes were as cold as a thousand-year-old ice pool.

At last the fire was extinguished, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness again, and Mo Jiu walked up to the old locust tree and reached out to touch the branches that were almost charred.

"Don't touch it!"

Wuchen's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, and it was too late for Mo Jiu to hurry up and stop it.

The blackened piece of wood on the ground, which had clearly been burned to charcoals, cracked to both sides in an instant, and countless tiny branches emerged from it and wrapped around Mojiu's outstretched arm.

The branches that sprouted were thinner, thinner than the newly grown vines. It's almost comparable to a hair.

And those newly grown branches, like parasites, pierced directly into Mojiu's arms.

What the hell is this?

Mo Jiu saw that one of the branches had been completely submerged in his wrist, and decisively swung the python whip in his hand to cut off the rest of the branches.

But the one that went into the arm swam down the blood towards the heart at a breakneck speed.

Mo Jiu took out a rope and tied it to the arm that entered the branch, and confined it in one arm in time.

At this moment, a warm palm grabbed Mojiu's arm violently.

As soon as Mo Jiu raised his eyes, he saw the beautiful young man opposite frowning and the nervous look on his face through a soft white light above his head.