With excitement, Hou Jiuming cherished the lotus flowers and put them into the storage bag.

Once you're ready to find a stable place, transplant it and let it continue to grow.

Once they were placed, they set their sights on the other lotus roots.

"Being able to grow here should be extraordinary, anyway, I am not the only one who knows about this place, maybe more people will know about it in the future, in this case, there is no need to leave the above things for those people."

Thinking of this, the silk thread in his hand sprinkled out like scattered flowers, each of which was wrapped in a lotus root, and it was easy to pull it out of the water.

In an instant, a large blank space appeared.

In the air, roots, leaves, flower bags, stems, and intact lotus roots are suspended.

After that, take all the lotus flowers and put them in a storage bag.

After doing this, he took away the pond water and silt.

Until it was known whether the strange flower was native to muddy water, the water and silt were the guarantee of its growth.

When everything was done, all that was left was a large pit and a slightly moist dirt inside.

This move can be described as scratching the ground.

"Now, there shouldn't be anything missing."

Looking at the place that was already three feet high, Hou Jiuming nodded with satisfaction.

"It's time to leave."

Turn around, follow the special direction, stop and go, turn and retreat.

As he moved, the environment in front of him began to change, skeletons, deserts, oases, like a movie rewinding, until a person appeared in front of him, as well as a corpse.

"It's not good, someone got the first step."

When Ma Qinghe saw Hou Jiuming who suddenly appeared, he felt a sigh in his heart.

After he got the news of his death, he asked the other party to bring him here on the pretext of confirming the authenticity.

After seeing the innate array, he immediately turned his face and killed the killer.

Death fell.

The reason why he made a move was to prevent the news from leaking, because he wanted to monopolize the place.

But soon, he fell into distress.

used all kinds of means, but they couldn't break the formation.

Just when he was going to go back for the time being and think of a way, a person suddenly walked out of the formation.

This immediately gave him the feeling that his things had been stolen.

"Who are you?"

Hou Jiuming, who had just come out of the formation, recognized Ma Qinghe the moment he saw him, and at the same time, the corpse of the dead also made him guess.

When he heard the question, a smile appeared on his face, "This fellow Daoist-" As soon as the words were spoken, a faint light burst out.

"You" Ma Qinghe was still thinking about how to interrogate Hou Jiuming's formation, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly attack, and when he reacted, the phantom blade was already approaching.

I didn't think about it so much, so I hurriedly dodged, and at the same time I muttered winter mana, trying to support the protection.

But this sneak attack was too fast, and even if he dodged with all his might, it was too late.

With a flash of inspiration, Ma Qinghe felt a chill in his left arm, and then saw his arm break at elbow.

"Looking for Death"

In the early stage of foundation building, he dared to sneak attack and cut off one of his arms, which made Ma Qinghe not care about the pain in his arm, and endless anger rose in his heart.

As soon as his consciousness moved, a verdant vine appeared, and its upper leaf buds were tender and green, as if they had just been removed.

Next, a magical scene appeared.

The vine seemed to come to life, its stems and leaves spreading, and it grew rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, with the vine just now as the main trunk, hundreds of finger-thick vines appeared in the cave.

As soon as these vines appeared, they were like swimming pythons, bending and twisting towards Hou Jiuming.

And Hou Jiuming, after the sneak attack was successful, he wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but he didn't expect that a large number of vines appeared in front of him in an instant.

"What is this, is it also a magic weapon?"

Guessing in disbelief, but he didn't dare to delay at all, the fire cloud gourd immediately appeared above his head, the gourd mouth spewed, the thick red mist spread, and the surrounding temperature also increased.

After that, the golden spirit sword shot out, and the pagoda silently introduced the fire cloud.

As soon as he had done this, the vines swept in, and he did not dare to delay, and let out a low shout.

"Fall"

As the sound fell, sparks of electricity fell from within those clouds of fire, dripping on the vines.

"Boom"

Just the moment it touched, the vines were wrapped in flames and ignited a raging fire.

Ma Qinghe, on the other side, didn't care about the flames, and even disdain appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Hou Jiuming, who had been observing him, saw this, and his mind did not move to probe the burning vines.

At this glance, I was immediately surprised.

I saw that the burning vines looked like grasshoppers after autumn on the outside, and they didn't last long, but the internal force was still verdant and dripping, and there was no intention of igniting it.

Even, there is not even a scorched black on it, and it is obvious that the orand under the fire cloud will not do it any harm.

After such a delay, those vines had already reached the front, and at this time, they were wrapped in flames, and their power was even more powerful.

Not daring to continue to stay in place, his feet moved, turned into an afterimage, and began to dodge.

And the Phantom Blade, at this time, launched an attack on Ma Qinghe again.

"Ahh

The sharp blade cut through the air, making a rapid sound of breaking the air, and instantly came to Ma Qinghe, and slashed at his back without stopping.

"Hmph"

Ma Qinghe let out a cold snort, and the vines in front of him immediately split out a few and headed towards the Phantom Blade.

"Whew"

The vines swept through the air, whistling again and again, and the last striker came first, colliding with the Phantom Blade.

"Poofduo"

The first one was cut off without any accident, and the second one was cut in half and stopped.

The vines writhed, trying to trap the Phantom Blade.

Hou Jiuming naturally wouldn't let it succeed, and while dodging, he activated the spiritual power contained in the phantom spirit blade, making its power instantly soar, and the process that was originally stuck in the middle of the process actually pushed forward again, knowing that the vine was cut off, and the spiritual light floated towards Hou Jiuming darkly.

"No, it's a bit unworkable to kill Ma Qinghe like Xiong Zhengyu." He had originally planned to suppress the pagoda, and then take the opportunity to kill the Phantom Blade and the Golden Spirit Sword.

But these vines are too difficult, with the sharpness of the phantom blade, they can only cut one, and when they reach the second one, they will be stuck.

In this case, even if the pagoda suppresses the other party, as long as he uses vines to defend, he can break his own combination killing moves.

Thinking of this, Hou Jiuming put away the fire cloud gourd and took out a pitch-black flag.

"Serving the gods, are you a member of the Serving God Sect?" The moment the flag appeared, Ma Qinghe recognized this famous magic weapon, but immediately, greed rose in his eyes.

"Here are barren mountains and ancient caves, even if the other party is a disciple of the Servant God Sect, as long as you catch him and ask about the formation, no one will know if you kill him at that time,

You can also get a growth artifact. ”