Ladios dragged the lobster from the tree and wrapped vines around the two captives, the skunk of the tank, and tied them to death, giving them no chance to break free.

"I'm all right."

Ladios raised the two vines in his hand, and the two captives were attached to the end of the vines, which he could drag away.

"You've really captured the elves of the superpowered hunters." Jiang Yuan said speechlessly.

"Well, you can sell it for money."

The elves nodded, all broken by the weeping masks.

Seeing this, Xiao Mu Ling looked at Jiang Yuan and the elves again with a strange gaze, and then it turned its head to look at the feather owl beside it.

Who the hell are you with, is he an elven hunter, tell the truth!

Tou Yuxiao looked helpless.

They're really not elven hunters, they're good guys, big good guys.

Xiao Mu Ling showed a suspicious look.

The words of the feather owl are not convincing at all, forget it, it will observe for a while.

After getting ready, Xiao Mu Ling took Jiang Yuan and the elves into a nearby cave.

There are countless forks in the cave, a bit like an ant's cave, in which it is like walking through a maze, and it is very complicated to walk, and I don't know where I will go in the next second, whether I will go crookedly and go the wrong way.

Jiang Yuan held his mobile phone, used the flashlight function to illuminate the road ahead, turned around in the tunnel, walked for about ten minutes, and the vision in front suddenly widened.

In front of it was a basement hollowed out of earth and piled up with various materials such as rocks, mud and tree roots, and Jiang Yuan saw the murals on the wall under the light of his mobile phone.

On the mural, there is information about the slave mark, and the slave mark given to Jiang Yuan by the feather owl is from this ancient ruin.

"Hey, strange, there's no mysterious force attacking my soul anymore."

As soon as Jiang Yuan entered this basement, he found that the spiritual power attack that had been pressing him was gone.

Jiang Yuan took a step back and walked out of the basement, and his spiritual power attacked his soul again, looking like he would not let Jiang Yuan fall into the illusion and swore not to give up.

Then, Jiang Yuan walked into the basement again, and that spiritual power attack naturally disappeared, disappearing without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"Is this basement an enchantment laid by someone, and the enchantment can resist the spiritual attack of Phantom Hill."

Jiang Yuan looked around and secretly guessed.

Xiao Mu Ling floated to the center of the basement, stretched out his hand to control the trees, and the roots of the trees above his head slowly drooped down, coiled into a circle, forming several disc stools of different sizes, for Jiang Yuan and them to sit on.

Jiang Yuan and the elves sat down in their respective places and began to come to the main topic of the Phantom Hill this time.

"Let's go."

Xiao Mu Ling looked at Jiang Yuan.

It already knew the general situation from the feather owl.

It's too boring to stay in the Phantom Hill all the time, it also wants to meet the outside world in the mouth of the clan, make new friends, if Jiang Yuan wants to subdue it, no problem, but it has two conditions.

The first condition, to defeat it, is that it does not want to follow a trainer who is inferior to its strength.

The second condition is to take out something that can arouse its interest, food or use, whatever it wants, as long as it is interested, it can leave with Jiang Yuan.

"Okay, let's start now."

Jiang Yuan immediately agreed, he could take the opportunity to observe this little wood spirit of different colors and see how effective it was, and whether it was suitable for him.

As for these two conditions, it was not too difficult for him, and the battle was held by Ladios.

What is interested, Jiang Yuan can take out the grass slate, most of the grass elves will be interested in the grass slate, Jiang Yuan believes that the little wood spirit is similar.

The little wood spirit didn't ink, it floated up, staring at the four elves that Jiang Yuan had placed outside.

Of these four, come at random, one-on-one.

"The strength of this little wood spirit, I sensed it, it is estimated that it is similar to the crying mask, it is in the late stage of the intermediate stage, which of you wants to go up."

Jiang Yuan asked telepathically.

"I'll forget it, I'm bullying it when I go up."

Ladios waved his hand.

Hearing that Xiao Mu Ling's strength was similar to that of the Crying Mask, Mystery Q consciously took a step back.

It still can't win.

"Ghost of the lights?"

Both Ladios and Mystery Q refused, and Jiang Yuan looked at the ghost of the lights.

The Ghost of the Light thought about it and refused.

The reason for refusal was simple, it was afraid that its own flames would cripple the little wood spirit.

"Yes."

Jiang Yuan expressed understanding.

The Lamp Ghost absorbs the energy of the fire-based stone slab, and the flames are deformed, and the grass spirit with similar strength to it confronts it, which is no different from seeking death, unless the other party is a phantom spirit or a legendary-level elf.

"So, crying mask, are you on?" Jiang Yuandao.

The Crying Mask glanced at the three companions who were not in high spirits, and nodded helplessly.

Okay, it's on it, just try on its freshly crafted grimace mask.

The Crying Mask felt that Jiang Yuan's resentful ghost face was too awkward, so it changed the name of the mask back to the Grimace Mask, which was nice to listen to and easy to remember.

Named Waste Jiangyuan: "......"

Where is the resentful ghost face ugly, I really don't know how to appreciate it!

The crying mask floated in front of Xiao Mu Ling and shook hands with Xiao Mu Ling in a friendly manner.

This battle, it took it.

The battle between the two elves was refereed by the "outsider" Throwing Feather Owl, and the battlefield was in this basement, and after the Throwing Feather Owl confirmed that the Crying Mask and the little wooden spirit were ready, he let out a cry.

Let's fight!

The Crying Mask took the lead in launching a tentative attack, a pitch-black shadow ball condensed in his hand, and the Crying Mask held up the shadow ball with one hand, throwing the shadow ball out like a bowling ball, and smashed it into the little wood spirit.

With a bang, a dozen or twenty pale vines drilled out of the ground and lined up in a row, forming a vine barrier, and the shadow ball of the Crying Mask was stuck by the vine barrier, unable to get any closer, and it was difficult to attack the little wood spirit behind the barrier.

On the way to fend off the Shadow Ball, the little wood spirit unleashed growth and rooting moves one after another.

The roots condensed by the grass attribute energy were born from the body of the little wood spirit, penetrated into the ground, and began to absorb the nutrients in the land to supply themselves, and the little wood spirit used this power to continue to grow, strengthen its size, and greatly increase its attack power.

"A war of attrition? Don't be tempted by crying masks, just be tough, ghost fire. ”

Jiang Yuan gave orders in the rear.

The little wood spirit is a grass type elf, it will take root moves, and its recovery ability is extremely strong, the longer the crying mask and it consume, the more likely it is to fall into a disadvantage, and the best solution is to attack.

Hearing this, the Crying Mask stretched out his hands, and dozens of dark red ghost fires appeared beside it.

"Boom!"

Instead of directing the ghost fire to burn towards the little wood spirit, the Crying Mask began to gather the ghost fires, bringing all the ghost fires together and causing them to spin around to form an inverted triangle of flame vortex.

Although the Crying Mask cannot comprehend the Flame Vortex moves, it can manipulate the Ghost Fire and make it spin, mimicking the Flame Vortex.

If you haven't eaten pork, haven't you ever seen a pig run?

As one of the most commonly used moves of the Flame Ghost, the Crying Mask has been taught the Flame Vortex many times when you are engaged in a friendly battle with the Flame Ghost at home.

The crying mask steals the teacher successfully.

Seeing this five or six meter-high ghost fire vortex, Xiao Mu Ling's eyes froze.

It's a bit tricky.

Ghost fire also appeared next to Xiao Mu Ling, and in the face of the ghost fire vortex of the crying mask, Xiao Mu Ling planned to deal with it with ghost fire.

"Oh? Ghost fire to ghost fire? ”

Jiang Yuan was facing the ghost fire of the little wood spirit, and he was a little curious about what the little wood spirit would do.

Xiao Mu Ling did not use the ghost fire to form a flame vortex or form other offensive shapes like the crying device, and the little wood spirit controlled the ghost fire to burn the vines he made under the surprised gaze of Jiang Yuan and the elves.

Xiao Mu Ling's operation stunned Jiang Yuan and the elves present.

What's the situation?

Burn your own vines, head w?

Soon, Jiang Yuan and the elves noticed that something was wrong, the ghost fire of the little wood spirit was attached to the vines, burning with a sizzling sound, but there was no sign of burning the vines at all.

The vines made by the small wood spirit seem to have a certain resistance to fire.

"Fire-resistant vines?"

Jiang Yuan stared at these fire-resistant vines, and wanted to analyze the characteristics of the vines with superpowers, but considering that this would be regarded as meddling in the battle, Jiang Yuan had to stop this thought.

The ghost of the lights looked dazed.

The vines that are not afraid of flames, the elves of the little wood spirits, do they have the characteristics of thick fat?

"No, the Little Wood Spirit Clan only has three characteristics, which are naturally restored, perceived, and harvested." Jiang Yuandao.

"Mumbled."

So how does it make it fire-resistant.

"You ask me, who do I ask, and I'm not a god."

“……”

On the field, the Crying Mask was also confused by Xiao Mu Ling's hand, but it quickly came back to its senses, pushed the ghost fire vortex, and pressed towards Xiao Mu Ling.

No matter what, the essence of the vine is still the vine, the weeping mask doesn't believe that the vine of the little wood spirit can completely prevent the flames, no matter how to resist the fire, there will be a limit, as long as it exceeds that limit.

The ghost fire was suppressed, and the little wood spirit gathered the vines again to form a vine barrier, dyeing all the vines with their own ghost fire, and hard connected the ghost fire vortex with the vine barrier attached to the ghost fire.

Thundered!!!

The ghostfire vortex slammed into the vine barrier, and in an instant, there was a violent explosion, and thick smoke spread outward from the junction.

"Ahem."

The smoke was so choking that Jiang Yuan used his superpowers to blow all the smoke out of the basement.

After the smoke cleared, the Weeping Mask and the Little Wood Spirit were both intact in the air, and the expressions of the two elves were very solemn.

The ghostfire vortex of the Weeping Mask was gone, and the Wood Spirit's ghostfire vine barrier was in tatters, most of the vines were burned to charcoal.

The little wood spirit was able to block this ghost fire vortex, which the weeping mask didn't expect.

The vines can resist the flames, which is too much to recognize the crying mask.

This guy is a fierce rival.

The fact that the Crying Mask could use such a powerful ghost fire vortex was also something that Xiao Mu Ling didn't expect.

Its vines have been tempered by ghostfire and can easily withstand ordinary flames, but the Weeping Mask can easily blow down its vine barrier.

This guy is a fierce rival.

The ghost of the lights sneaked to the edge of the battlefield, picked up a burned vine, ran back and threw it to Jiang Yuan, wanting Jiang Yuan to analyze why this vine could resist fire.

"It's all burned like this, how can I analyze it, I'm not a scanner, wait until the two of them are over and ask Xiao Muling, it's useless to guess so much now, maybe it's all wrong."

Jiang Yuan also wanted to analyze it, but there was Xiao Mu Ling, the owner of the vines, why did he analyze so much, it was a waste of time, it was better to ask directly, if Xiao Mu Ling refused to say that he would study it himself.

In the second confrontation between Crying Mask and Xiao Mu Ling, neither side took advantage.

The little wood spirit has been performing the rooting move, using the nutrients of the earth to restore its strength, its current state is not bad, the energy consumption is extremely low, and it is basically in a full state.

The Crying Mask didn't use much of a move, a tentative shadow ball didn't consume much energy, and the Ghost Fire Vortex needed fire-based energy, and the fire-type was not its major department, so it was no worse than how badly it consumed.

"If the ghost fire is useless, the mental power attack." Jiang Yuan commanded.

The ghost fire can't have much impact on the little wood spirit, and the trick curse combination technique of the crying mask is estimated to have no useful effect, and it is the same ghost elf, and the strength is about the same, and it is almost impossible to suppress the little wood spirit with the power of the curse.

All kinds of methods can't easily defeat Xiao Mu Ling, since this is the case, then just open it up and use its spiritual power to go up, no matter how strong Xiao Mu Ling's spiritual power is, it will not be stronger than the spirit of the Weeping Mask, which cultivates two souls.

Grimace Mask!

The Crying Mask threw out the beige mask under him, using the main mask as a template, using the ghost energy to condense a grimace mask out of thin air, and the grimace mask had two ghost horns protruding forward.

The grimace mask was carved with various scars, like a demon living in a dark hell, and ordinary people and ordinary elves seemed to be frightened by the hideous grimace just by looking at it.

What is it?

Two strange masks?

Xiao Mu Ling was stunned.

This kind of strange path Xiao Mu Ling had never seen before, and he was a little confused for a while.

However, confusion is confusion, Xiao Mu Ling naturally can't stand and let the Crying Mask fight, even if he doesn't know what path the Crying Mask makes, it doesn't prevent Xiao Mu Ling from fighting back in his own way.

Thick gray-brown roots and countless dark green vines burst out of the ground, the ends of the roots were extremely sharp, like long horns, and the little wood spirit launched a wooden horn move, and the roots stabbed wildly towards the weeping mask.

The wooden horn move stabs the horn into the opponent's body, absorbs the opponent's nutrients and stamina, and can restore half of the damage given to the opponent.

So many tree roots, is the little wood spirit's alternative use of the wooden horn moves, the wooden horn was originally a single attack, but it was played by the little wood spirit into a group attack, if the crying mask is stabbed, I am afraid that the physical strength will be instantly drained.

The little wood spirit didn't think that the roots alone could defeat the Weeping Mask, so it manipulated the dark green vines that were as thick as an adult's arm.

These vines were like the tentacles of an octopus, shaking wantonly, and the vines were inadvertently flung to the ground, sending out thick smoke and dust, and leaving several terrible cracks in the ground that were five or six meters long and one or two meters deep.