Weiming screamed everywhere to find out where the mysterious figure was, but the person seemed to be right next to him, deliberately playing tricks on him.

And the green waterfall basket who approached and wanted to help him unconsciously re-staged the situation of being restrained.

Green Waterfall is an extremely cautious person, she feels that she will never be hit by some little tricks, but at this moment she also understands the truth that there are mountains outside the mountains and there are people outside the people.

Both Weiming and she found that the leaf couldn't be brought down, so they each tried their luck to resist the invasion of the strange leaf.

"Bastard, what kind of demon is this guy who has such a method?" Green Waterfall turned over the river and the sea for a while, and she was about to scold, but because of the lady's appearance, she still didn't scold.

Weiming was now anxious to find the man's traces, and what frightened him more than this unexpected attack was that the mysterious figure had not yet appeared.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you hiding? With your strength, are you afraid of us two juniors?" Weiming continued to shout, trying to lure him out.

However, the mysterious figure suddenly disappeared, as if evaporating out of thin air, no longer responding, and there was no trace of it.

The sun is three poles, but in the depths of the dense forest, it is extremely cool, and the reflection cast by the tall trees around makes the two of them unable to bask in the sun.

Weiming stared at the surroundings tightly, his brows tightened, the pupils in his eyes constricted, condensed, his body straightened, ready to fight back at any time.

The dead leaves on his face seemed to have lost their vitality again, and the dead worm stiffened against his face, as if the mysterious figure had completely given up and no longer encroached on the name.

The Green Waterfall was the opposite, she felt the blade on her arm intensify the drilling, and she tried to block it from invading her body.

"--- grunt!" Under this tense atmosphere, Weiming's mouth was already dry and he swallowed his saliva.

Although they don't need to eat, they don't need to drink, they can survive by directly absorbing the universal qi between heaven and earth, but the physiological reactions of people in critical situations are unavoidable.

Suddenly, between the lightning and the fire, the ground around him began to shake violently just as Weiming swallowed his saliva and his nerves relaxed a little.

The golden-eyed young man screamed in his heart, and immediately grabbed the Qi Condensation Staff in his hand, barely stabilizing his body.

The body of the green waterfall is delicate and soft, light as a swallow, and it is not affected in the slightest, but concentrates on exploring the source of the sound.

“...... There it is!" suddenly the green waterfall threw a whip at a position, near the woods.

The vine was as soft as a long snake when it came out of its hand, but it was extremely strong, and it smashed the ground.

"Bang!" The loess hard stone on the ground was grass paper rotten wood under the wooden whip, and it was easily scattered and shattered, and the cracks spread out, and a one-foot-deep pit was smashed into the ground.

"What is this?" Weiming also looked at that place, but when he saw a foot of potholes on the ground, he couldn't help but be shocked.

At the bottom of the hole in the ground that had been broken by the green waterfall, muddy yellow and gray mud gushed out, and soon filled the small pit, and then scattered and overflowed.

Weiming looked at the yellow gray mud, like charred tree ashes, like rotting animal corpses, terrifying, weird.

Then, the shaking of the ground stopped.

In the mud-filled hole, the drum protruded with a sharp point.

The sharp point slowly rises upwards and keeps rising, increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It became the size of a pustule, like it would explode, and then splatter a pile of slurry.

Immediately afterwards, it was the size of a steamed bun, which was mixed with plasma, flesh, bones, and skin.

Then, it had become the size of a baby, and the pregnant woman was pregnant for ten months, and her round belly was about to burst.

"Gollum ---" Weiming couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and finally the huge dirt bag bulging out of the mud no longer expanded, staying at the size of a baby.

But Weiming felt even worse, and he knew that it must be very dangerous to step forward now.

"Damn!" he quickly stepped back and picked up a thick branch from the ground, then grabbed it hard, and made an arrow step, waist and horse together, that is, desperately throwing forward.

After the branch was vigorously thrown out, it was not a branch, it was not wood, but a murderous weapon that hurt people and shattered when it encountered stones.

The branch shot out like an arrow, straight and unhindered, rubbing violently in the air, towards the bulge in the mud.

"Gotta break that dirt bag!"

Weiming is a resolute man, he knows what is in the dirt bag, and he also knows that if he keeps standing stupidly like that, he will undoubtedly sit and wait to die.

So, he had to break the contents of the dirt bag before it came out, and he had to do that.

At this time, the green waterfall basket finally acted, she was not an idle person, she was even more aggressive, and her shot was the kind of nirvana.

Wielding the whip, she also has to do her best, and she must break the dirt bag.

The green waterfall's solemn gaze continued to move with the heavily falling whip.

"You must break that dirt bag!" shouted Green Waterfall resolutely in his heart.

"Click!" the dirt bag was condensing rapidly, the water stains on it kept disappearing, and then the soft soil began to solidify little by little.

"Bang!" the unnamed branch hit the dirt bag first, with the conviction that ran through it.

However---

"How, how is that possible?" Weiming's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

The branch that he threw with all his strength would have smashed a crack even if it touched an iron rock, but when the branch fell on the solidified dirt bag, it was like a toothpick, and it snapped crisply.

"What's in the bag?" Weiming began to struggle to sense the breath in the dirt bag.

The green waterfall basket saw that the branches thrown by Weiming were easily broken, and the strength in his hand was strengthened.

She is already at the seventh level of the Shi Realm, and her name is still the third level of the Shi Realm, and the gap between the third level and the seventh level is the difference between Yun Ni.

She was pretty sure she wouldn't miss out like that.

"Bang!" the vine whip of the green waterfall basket carried that strong true qi, and it was about to explode the dirt bag with the power of destroying the withering and decaying.

The powerful force of "Huhu --- Huhu ---" simply stirred up a large amount of dust, bringing this small piece of open space into it.

Weiming tried his best to perceive, but it seemed that his perception had lost its effect since the Qingshui Mansion, and he couldn't sense anything here.

Naturally, the green waterfall basket didn't know what was in the dirt bag, and she stood quietly, holding the vine whip in her hand. But it can be clearly seen that she is very tired, and the blow just now is her complete strength, but she doesn't want to expose the fact that she is very weak, so she holds on.

"Hoo---hoo ---" The smoke and dust began to dissipate, and the dust settled, revealing everything inside.

Weiming couldn't feel the breath of the soil bag, so he had to give up searching with condensation qigong.

He and the green waterfall looked out into the scattered smoke.

“......”

The ground, which had just been bulging with dirt bags, was empty.