"I exchanged the 10,000 white shells you won outside for a thorn grass, and after communicating its spirituality, it turned into a thorn whip, and its power is very powerful, but soon, these eagles flew over, and the power released by the thorn whip seems to be of the same origin as them, and it can't be killed no matter how you fight. ”

Green Sleeves simply told what happened after the parting, and Yi Jun and Wu Jiro couldn't help but sigh when they heard it.

It has been ten days and ten nights since the Starlight Array was reopened, that is to say, in these ten days and ten nights, Green Sleeves has fought with these unbeatable eagles and falcons with the thorn grass whip for ten days and ten nights, although they are not injured, but the hard thinking about it is terrifying.

"How can we meet the source?" Yi Jun gently stroked the back of the green sleeve to show comfort, and the next moment, he frowned.

Immediately after, a few spiritual grasses broke away from the large net in the sky that had netted the falcons, one flew down and burrowed into the thorny whip of the green sleeves, and the other drilled into the bodies of the falcons that were no longer able to resist.

Seeing that Yi Jun began to channel, Wu Jilang and Green Sleeves became a little nervous, on the one hand, they protected Yi Jun and helped him guard the surroundings, and on the other hand, they looked at Yi Jun with some concern, guessing the reason why he could find out.

For Yi Jun, Green Sleeves and Wu Jiro are all confident, because no one can compare to Yi Jun in terms of sensitivity to spirituality, which can be very obviously compared from the number of spirituality of everyone's psychic Five Elements Bean.

Yi Jun has two hundred and ninety-seven Heavenly Spirit Beans for spirituality, Wu Jilang has only seventeen, Green Sleeve has sixteen, Han Wu has sixteen, Feng Cheng and Qian Tao have ten each, and they don't add up to Yi Junduo.

- Yi Jun is many times more sensitive to spirituality than theirs!

As the spiritual grass continued to infiltrate into the spirit of the eagle falcon, and as the spiritual grass continued to infiltrate into the thorny whip obtained by the green sleeves, Yi Jun's brows furrowed more and more.

Greensleeves is right, the spirituality of the thorny whip and the spirituality in the falcon's body are really the same origin, no, it is even more serious than this, not just the same origin, but it is exactly the same, just like the metaphor just now, they are two basins of identical water.

Because they are exactly the same, the spiritual power released through them is also exactly the same, so they can't hurt each other at all, even if it is an impact, the impact is extremely weak, and Green Sleeves has only relied on this thorny whip to protect himself from being hurt for ten days and ten nights.

"Is this the kind of falcon you've been encountering in this illusion, can you kill them when you don't exchange them for the long whip?"

"No, I was only fishing in this ocean before I didn't get it, and I hadn't seen this kind of falcon, and every time I caught a fish, I was able to get a shell, but, you see, we killed so many falcons today, but we didn't get a shell. Green Sleeves shook his head, rejecting Yi Jun's speculation.

"It's something that's newborn, and it's not going to produce shells. Wu Jiro nodded at this time, it seems that the situation that Green Sleeves encountered in his own illusion is the same.

"Is that what kind of fish you catch?" At this time, Yi Jun saw a big fish more than two meters long swimming in the depths of the sea.

"Exactly!" Green Sleeves followed Yi Jun's gaze and saw the big fish, and his heart was overjoyed.

The next moment, her thorny whip shot into the water like a sharp arrow, and when it touched the big fish, the long whip suddenly rolled up, and at once the big fish was rolled firmly.

Immediately after, Greensleeves pulled the big fish out of the water and slammed it top of the boat.

At the same time, Yi Jun's spiritual grass also burrowed into the big fish's body.

In an instant, Yi Jun felt the deepest spirituality of the big fish's body, although that spirituality was somewhat similar to the spirituality of the green-sleeved thorn whip, but it was not exactly the same.

Moreover, as the big fish struggled and jumped in the small boat, Yi Jun also felt the spiritual power it generated, which was completely different from the spiritual power generated by the green sleeve whip.

"Smack!" The next moment, the big stick in Yi Jun's hand flew up and stabbed into the head of the fish, and the fish's spiritual power immediately dissipated, turning into a little bit of broken light and disappearing, and what appeared on the boat was a white shell as white as jade - no blood, no broken scales, no fish meat.

"What the hell is going on?" picked up the white shell, and the green sleeves were full of doubts.

"I don't know!" Yi Jun shook his head, and then, his big stick swung again, stabbing into the few remaining falcons in the net.

"All I know is that we have to be fast, or the others won't be able to hold on. Yi Jun spoke, and the big stick in his hand killed all the falcons.

Blood flowed down in the net, stained the net, and landed on the boat, and the next moment the blood was gone, and the blue water around the boat had quickly dispersed, and it was replaced by a turquoise color.

- Yi Jun and the three of them quickly broke away from that illusion and reappeared in another illusion, which was a deep jungle.

"I know, this is the illusion where Feng Cheng is, I have seen him hunting here. Wu Jiro shouted at this time.

"Don't let anything happen. Greensleeves prayed secretly.

"Help-" Just as the three of them had just entered this illusion, and their thoughts had not yet fully changed, a mournful cry came from a distance.

Immediately after, Yi Jun and the others saw a cloud of turquoise things flying around in the distance at an extremely fast speed, circling around those tall and unusually thick trees, and behind him, a group of wild wolves were panting and persevering in pursuit.

"Feng Cheng!" When he saw the person wrapped in the turquoise thing, Green Sleeves couldn't help but scream.

Only, after the call, Greensleeves giggled again.

Because Feng Cheng was not really in danger, he was always running, and although there were dozens of wolves chasing after him, they couldn't catch up with him.

Seeing this situation, Wu Jiro, who has always been serious, couldn't help but reach out to support his forehead and smile bitterly.

Feng Cheng was a runaway general at this time, and he didn't know how long he had been running, anyway, the clothes on his body had been scraped by the surrounding bushes and thorns, revealing the snow-white skin inside that was whiter than a woman's.

And the thing that wrapped around his body and ran so fast with him was exactly the same as the thorn whip that Green Sleeves was holding in his hand, and it was also a spiritual weapon made of thorn grass, but Feng Cheng didn't let it give birth to many barbs. (To be continued.) )