The beetle had a double pincer with a dense shell of strange textures.

As the young man's lips moved slightly, the beetle's shell parted, revealing its inner wings, and flew towards Qin Ming.

Qin Ming had been standing beside him, dumbfounded.

Two legendary immortals were right in front of him, showing incomparably mysterious methods, how could he not be shocked!

Until the beetle flew towards him, and he felt bad. Slap your hands at the beetle.

When the palm of the hand slapped on the beetle, it did not feel anything, and the beetle disappeared, leaving only a red dot in the palm of the hand.

After a while, Qin Ming's face showed pain, covering his chest, and trembling all over.

"Dare to be rude to this young master, let you taste the taste of the loss of heart. The young man looked at Qin Ming with a sneer.

Just as the young man turned around, Wang Yi secretly used his spiritual power, and two vines suddenly appeared, one wrapped around the young man's legs and the other wrapped around his upper body.

At the same time, he clenched the short sword and stabbed it out. The dim short sword emitted a glowing white light under the infusion of spiritual power.

Seeing that the short sword was about to be pierced in the young man's back, suddenly a golden light flashed, and a small golden shield appeared on the young man's back, which was extremely accurate in front of the short sword.

Wang Yi's complexion changed slightly, and the sword body turned downward. Unexpectedly, the small shield followed it and moved downward.

There was a crisp sound of "clang", and the short sword stabbed hard at the small shield. The golden light on the small shield suddenly dimmed, but it still blocked the short sword.

Wang Yi was about to stab again, and a young man's mocking voice sounded in his ears: "I know that you will hide your strength." Just a binding spell, even if you don't move, you don't want to hurt me. An unrefined magic weapon can actually hurt my golden shield. This is a medium-grade magic weapon, and it seems that your short sword is extraordinary. This young master is really lucky. ”

The young man still had his back to Wang Yi, but he knew everything about what was behind him. Wang Yi couldn't care so much, he raised his sword and stabbed again, and a cloud of black gas appeared out of thin air, wrapped around his arm, and he no longer had the strength to stab out the short sword.

The black qi quickly spread along his arm to his whole body, trapping Wang Yi to death.

"Let me show you how the binding spell is used in the hands of this young master. As the young man's voice landed, the black web began to slowly shrink.

Wang Yi struggled for a moment, and saw that he couldn't stop the black net from shrinking, but quieted down, and his face was decisive.

Then I saw that the vines on the young man's body were divided into many thin strips, and soon the young man was entwined.

"Hmph, the young master will play with you. The power from the black net was a little stronger, Wang Yi was strangled in an inhuman shape, and his face was a little distorted.

On the other hand, the young man in the vine actually stretched the vine a lot bigger, and he could get out of trouble at any time.

Wang Yi was almost crazy, his bones were about to be strangled, but he still insisted on urging the spell.

"Let's see how long you can last! This little tree is a little harder, not enough to tickle. ”

Wang Yi's eyes were cracked, and a trace of blood flowed from his ears and nose, and he couldn't hold on.

At this moment, intensive applause came, and the restraint on his body was a little smaller. I saw Wu Chenfeng's body like electricity, and the palm shadow in the sky slapped towards the vines, and the sound of "popping" was endless.

Every time he palmed, he trembled slightly from the golden shield.

"Damn!" the young man was furious.

Wang Yi did not cultivate his divine sense, and he did not know the wonderful use of divine consciousness. Even before entering the cave, the young man had already probed them with his divine sense.

It was found that Qin and Wu were both martial artists, and only Wang Yi had a little spiritual power.

After secretly observing, it was determined that Wang Yi only had spiritual power and no divine sense, so he was injured and showed up. Qin and Wu didn't pay attention to it at all.

Qin Ming's spear and even the stabbing were blocked by him with a body protection technique, and Wu Chenfeng was even more stupid to stand beside him.

Originally, Wu Chenfeng would not take the initiative if he was not threatened, but Wang Yi used him to experiment with the "Wood Binding Technique" many times, and when the vines appeared, Wu Chenfeng was immediately attracted and stared at the vines for a long time.

I don't know if it was out of hatred for the vines or feeling threatened, he suddenly struck.

The young man seemed to be relaxed in the vines, but in fact, he was also urging the magic trick hard, but his mana was deeper than Wang Yi's, so he seemed to be at ease.

Although Wu Chenfeng's shot was blocked by the golden shield, it forced the young man to be distracted and manipulated, affecting his spell casting, and the pressure on Wang Yi's body was reduced.

Wang Yi immediately understood the key point, regardless of the pain, urging the remaining spiritual power. If it weren't for the hard cultivation of more than two months, the spiritual power has improved a lot, and the "Wood Binding Technique" can be used for such a long time. That's it, it can only last for a while.

It's just that under the elimination of one and the other, the restraint on Wang Yi's body is getting smaller and smaller, but the young man is tightly strangled by the vines, especially the few thin rattans on his neck, which have been deeply immersed in the flesh.

Seeing that the situation was critical, the young man no longer held it up, and simply gave up casting spells and switched to manipulating magic weapons.

I saw a black ghost claw flying out of the storage bag and grabbing it towards the top of Wang Yi's head. Wang Yi raised his short sword and stabbed at the young man, ignoring the ghost claws.

The ghost claw was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the door in front of him, and in a hurry, he had to throw the short sword out, his head tilted to the side, and he was grabbed by the ghost claw on the shoulder.

Wang Yi couldn't help but snort, and the ghost claws entered through his shoulders, tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood. Seeing the ghost claws circling back, and when there was no way to avoid it, the speed suddenly slowed down.

It turned out that Wang Yi threw a short sword, and the young man was busy using the golden shield to block it, but Wu Chenfeng took the opportunity to hit him with two palms.

Those two palms, although they are not as powerful as magic weapons, are not easy to bear. The young man's spiritual power was sluggish, and he was a little slower to manipulate the ghost claw and the golden shield.

Wang Yi's eyes flashed with hope, and the ghost claws slashed across his face, leaving a few deep blood marks, and his body threw himself into the short sword on the ground.

The ghost claw swirled and grabbed at the back, Wang Yi had already picked up the short sword, and stabbed at the young man with a roar.

"Keng!" The short sword was blocked by the golden shield again, but the small shield that was originally shining with golden light became dim at this time.

Although he barely blocked the short sword, the young man was hit by Wu Chenfeng several times, and under the sluggish spiritual power, the ghost claw only tore off a piece of flesh and blood on Wang Yi's back, failing to penetrate his heart.

Wang Yi thought that it was impossible to escape, but when he found that there was still life, he did not hesitate to stab the short sword again.

I don't know if it was because the young man's spiritual power was lost or the small shield was damaged, this time he almost failed to block the short sword, and was stabbed into the abdomen by the short sword.

At the same time, Wu Chenfeng's palms continued to slap on the young man's body one after another, and the young man finally couldn't support it, and he was beaten upside down and flew out, hitting the wall, and the small shield and ghost claws also fell to the ground.

A god-given opportunity, Wang Yi gave birth to some strength out of thin air, and rushed over with a short sword.

"Ahh

Wu Chenfeng also caught up with him, his palms flying. The young man couldn't resist anymore, and even a few palms were in the middle, and his chest was sunken in.

Wang Yi took the opportunity to stab a sword into his heart, and the young man fell unwillingly. Confirming that the young man had no heartbeat, Wang Yi hurriedly walked towards Qin Ming.

Qin Ming had already fallen to the ground at this time, his forehead was covered with drops of sweat, rolling back and forth, and a fist-sized bag bulged out on his chest.

After hesitating for a moment, he injected the only remaining spiritual power into Qin Ming's body and wrapped the big bag in his heart.

Seeing that Qin Ming's face was slightly softened, Wang Yi was relieved.

Looking at Wu Chenfeng again, his eyes were confused, and Wang Yi sighed helplessly.

Wang Yi walked to the young man's corpse, untied the two storage bags and put them in his arms, and picked up the ghost claws and small shields on the ground.

What he didn't see was a dark shadow floating from the young man's body, changing and changing.

After that, he turned into a young man and looked at Wang Yi viciously. Then the shadow disappeared into the stone wall.

Wang Yi also seemed to notice something, and looked around blankly.

In fact, the black mist is the primordial spirit of the youth, which can be seen with divine sense, and can be eliminated with some spells.

For immortal cultivators, the destruction of the primordial gods is the real death.