Streams of black qi poured out from Yuan Ming's palm, as if endless, and continued to be injected into Bai Diao's brain.

As time passed, the consciousness of the white eagle began to gradually disintegrate, and the amplitude of resistance became weaker and weaker.

The corners of Yuan Ming's mouth curled slightly, and he continued to run the beast control technique, wanting to subdue the white eagle in one fell swoop.

Judging from the current situation, this time it is very likely to be successful.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The ground under Yuan Ming's feet suddenly cracked, and a piece of purple black rattan shot out of it, quickly wrapping around his legs.

This rattan is only the thickness of a finger, with a smooth skin and slender leaves, dotted with purple spots on the rattan and leaves, which looks quite beautiful.

But it was this slender and beautiful rattan that contained an astonishing power, and his legs were instantly tightened, unable to move, as if he was chained.

Although Yuan Ming was not shocked, he didn't even give up subduing the white eagle, and pinched the trick and pointed out at the herring sword next to him.

The herring sword jumped up, turning into a fan-shaped green shadow and slashing at the purple and black rattan.

With a soft "bang", the purple and black rattan was split into a shallow crack, which was less than one-third of the rattan body.

A trace of surprise finally flashed across Yuan Ming's face.

Although the herring fish sword is only a semi-magic weapon, as he cultivates, the power of this sword becomes more and more powerful, and the trunk of a bucket can be easily cut off, so he can't help a slender rattan?

The purple-black monster twisted like a vine snake, quickly burrowed out of the ground, and wrapped around Yuan Ming's upper body.

Yuan Ming hurriedly drove the herring fish sword again and slashed towards the crack of the purple and black monster vine.

However, the purple black monster vine seemed to be conscious, and it twisted and shook rapidly.

With a "bang", the herring sword slashed at the strange vine, but it hit another place, and the place where it had broken before glowed with a trace of purple and black light, and it actually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yuan Ming's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly gave up subduing the white eagle and retracted all his mana.

Without the maintenance of his mana, the tree prison that imprisoned the white eagle also disintegrated, and the white eagle could be said to have escaped death, and immediately struggled to flee without daring to turn back after regaining its freedom.

Yuan Ming didn't have time to pay attention to the white eagle, and transported all the mana to pour into the herring sword, and a layer of misty blue light rose from the sword body, slashing at the roots of the purple and black monster vines clinging to the ground.

With a soft "poof" sound, most of the strange vines were cut in half, and purple juice erupted from the fracture.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming immediately urged the herring fish sword again, intending to completely cut off the wisteria.

At this moment, the ground cracked again, and a slightly thinner wisteria sprouted out, enveloping the herring sword like lightning, and wrapped it several times in a row.

Yuan Ming didn't expect this to happen, and hurriedly manipulated the herring fish sword to get rid of it.

However, after all, the herring sword is only a semi-magic weapon, and there is no essential difference from ordinary swords, and it must be accelerated for a certain distance in order to exert the power of the blade, but it cannot cause great damage to the things that are wrapped on it, no matter how the herring sword is shaken, it cannot get rid of the strange vines on it.

Not only that, more and more rattan sticks drilled out of the ground and wrapped around Yuan Ming's body.

His upper body was soon entangled with strange vines, and not only could he not play his hands, but his face under the skin of the frog was also flushed.

The power of these strange vines was so amazing that his bones "clicked" all over his body, and he could barely breathe.

Yuan Ming's heart was full of joy, and he knew that he couldn't deal with this strange vine with the transformation of the black toad.

It's just that his whole body is now entangled by purple and black monster vines, and if he wants to change the white ape transformation, he can't do it.

"That's right! Since this vine is a plant, it should not be able to withstand the erosion of the toad's poisonous arrow. Yuan Ming suddenly remembered something, and transported mana to inject into the poison sac behind his back.

Several streams of black venom shot out of it and hit the purple black monster vine.

The sound of "snort" corrosion sounded, and the wisteria that came into contact with the venom quickly became wilted and shriveled.

The purple and black monster vines writhed violently, and there was a faint rustling sound, as if a living creature was crying out in pain.

The strange vines on Yuan Ming's body loosened a lot, and his breathing also returned smoothly.

He breathed a sigh of relief and continued to spew venom to erode the vines while trying to get rid of it.

At this moment, Yuan Ming's calf was in severe pain, as if he had been stabbed.

He hurriedly looked down, and his face changed.

I saw that the tip of the wisteria monster vine easily reached his calf at some point, and it became sharp, piercing the skin of the black toad and burrowing into his flesh.

Now that the situation is critical, Yuan Ming didn't have time to think about it, so he grabbed the top of the strange vine and pulled it outward.

However, the black toad's transformation did not increase his arm strength, and he couldn't pull out the strange vine, not only that, but the strange vine in his calf also drilled into his body, and the nearby muscles and skin quickly swelled high.

"What the hell is this?" Yuan Ming scolded and continued to pull the strange vine with all his might.

At the same time, a black gas came out of his right hand, billowing into the inside of the strange vine, which was a beast control technique.

This strange vine looks like a plant, but this series of strange actions made Yuan Ming have to see it as a fierce beast like a white eagle, and give it a try with the idea of a dead horse being a live horse doctor.

Sure enough, as soon as the black qi of the beast control technique was injected into the monster vine, the movements of the purple black monster vine suddenly froze.

Yuan Ming was overjoyed, and used his beast control technique with all his might, continuing to interfere with the strange vines.

The poison sac on his back never stopped shooting venom, and the black venom almost drenched the strange vines on his body, and a large area of wisteria began to wither.

Under such a double attack, the attack range of the purple black monster vine is getting smaller and smaller.

There was a "boom" where the strange vines connected to the ground, and a thick root covered with black tentacles came out of the ground, and a lot of dirt was still stuck to it.

Through the roots and dirt, the roots of the strange vines could be seen growing with several wrinkled openings, forming a wriggling, ugly face.

"Demon Vine!" Yuan Ming's eyes couldn't help but widen.

He had seen in the classics of the Biluo Cave Guizang Pavilion that not all the fierce beasts in the 100,000 mountains were tigers, leopards, wolves, bears and other animals, and if some trees and plants opened their spiritual wisdom by chance, they could also absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and transform into fierce beasts.

The vine root threw it upwards with a snort, making a dull whistling sound, and with a "bang", it smashed on the back of Yuan Ming, who couldn't be avoided.

Yuan Ming was bombarded with a heavy hammer, and his whole person was knocked to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the beast control technique was also interrupted.

Without the suppression of the beast control technique, the stiff and motionless purple and black demon vine suddenly regained its ability to move, and once again firmly bound Yuan Ming.

Dozens of black roots on the vine roots suddenly lengthened in the wind, and they were as fast as arrows off the string, all of which pierced Yuan Ming's back.

All the poison sacs on the frog's back were pierced by the roots, and the bulging poison sacs shrank like a leaky ball, and the venom spewed out immediately stopped.

Not only that, the black roots revealed a strange suction, and the blood in Yuan Ming's body became boiling and bulging, converging towards the black roots.

Yuan Ming felt that his strength was constantly flowing along with his qi and blood, so he hurriedly turned over and jumped up, gathered the scattered mana, and once again performed the beast control technique.

This time, he summoned all the mana and soul power in his body without reservation, and frantically urged the beast control technique.

With a "boom", a black qi that was several times richer than before came out of Yuan Ming's hands and rolled into the purple black demon vine's body.

All the movements of the purple-black demon vine froze again, but the blood-devouring of the black roots did not stop, the original black roots turned blood red, and the other areas of the demon vine were also a little bloody.

The vine body, which had been damaged by venom erosion, began to heal rapidly.

Yuan Ming's face was gloomy, but he was not distracted to cast a spell to stop Tenggen from devouring blood, and all his mana was still used to cast the beast control technique, impacting the consciousness of the purple and black demon vine like a raging wave.

He didn't have much mana and soul power left, and if he spread it out again, it would be even more difficult to do anything.

For today's plan, there is only a desperate bet, using beast control to destroy the demon vine consciousness, or there is a glimmer of life.

One person and one vine, just hold on there.

Little by little, time passed.

Yuan Ming's face was pale, his body was shaky, and he looked in extremely poor condition.

His mana and soul power have bottomed out, and the most important thing is that half of the blood has been sucked away by the demon vine, and there are bursts of dizziness in his brain, if it weren't for his body that has always been strong, he would have fallen to the ground in a coma at this moment.

The state of the purple and black demon vine is not very good, after withstanding the impact of beast control for so long, the will of the demon vine has been shaky, and most of the vine body wrapped around Yuan Ming's body has fallen off.

"It's not good! Although the consciousness of this demon vine has weakened greatly, it can still hold on for a while, and my state is too poor, my mana and soul power are about to run out, and I may fall down at any time! Yuan Ming was anxious and aimed at his right arm.

Gritting his teeth slightly, he separated a wisp of mana and soul power and injected it into the incense burner mark on his right arm.

According to past experience, every time his soul power was greatly consumed, or his soul was attacked, the incense burner would emit a hot current similar to his soul power to help him.

Yuan Ming's soul power was extremely consumed at the moment, and the incense burner was still silent, so in desperation, he took the risk of trying to trigger it.

The imprint glowed with a hint of cyan light, and the cyan incense burner flashed out, and flew to the top of Yuan Ming's head on its own, stopping at the Baihui place above his head.

Yuan Ming was stunned when he saw this scene.

Except for the time when he possessed the Young Emperor with his divine spirit, the cyan incense burner obediently obeyed his drive every time it was summoned, which had never happened before.

Before he could think about it, a thick stream of heat gushed out from the incense burner, passed through the Baihui acupoint, and entered the sea of knowledge.

Yuan Ming's tired spirit suddenly lifted up, and he hurriedly ran the Dark Moon Technique to absorb the heat flow, and the power of the divine soul that was almost dry in the sea of consciousness began to recover.

It's just that there is too much heat flow from the incense burner this time, and the Stygian Moon Jue has no time to absorb it, and nearly half of the heat flow is directly injected into the beast control technique.

The black qi produced by the beast control technique suddenly multiplied, like a black dragon, breaking into the body of the purple black demon vine.

The purple and black demon vines trembled violently, and the will to resist was defeated one after another.

I don't know if I noticed that Yuan Ming couldn't absorb it, and the heat flow gushing out of the incense burner suddenly split into two, most of which was still injected into Yuan Ming's sea of knowledge, and the other half was injected into the skin of the black toad.

A strange black light flashed on the skin of the black toad, and the phantom of the toad reappeared, looking much clearer than before, and there were many cyan spots on the surface, which seemed to be the color of the incense burner.

The frog shadow opened its mouth and spewed out a stream of black light, merging into the scarred frog's back.

Those poisonous sacs pierced by the roots of the demon vine slowly wriggled, and streams of black venom overflowed again, enveloping the roots of the purple-black demon vine.

The venom of these black toads has also changed slightly, and the color is much lighter, and there is also a little cyan mixed in it, which is exactly the same as the frog shadow.

Although the color of the venom has become lighter, the power has increased greatly, and the roots of the demon vine touch it, and it immediately dissolves quickly, and the entire root of the demon vine is slowly sinking, looking like it is about to be corroded and swallowed by the black toad venom.

The purple and black demon vine suffered from the enemy on its back, and its will collapsed faster.

Just when Yuan Ming gritted his teeth, intending to continue to urge the beast control technique and launch the final onslaught, the cyan incense burner suddenly trembled, and the blue light on the surface also flashed.

Yuan Ming's mind thundered, as if a thunderclap had exploded, and his vision instantly became pitch black, and he fell unconscious.

(End of chapter)