Zhuohua raised his eyes and looked at it.

It seems that it is going to suck Huzi's blood and cultivation dry before it will suck her again.

Zhuo Hua's fingers gently touched the blood vine that bound him, and a faint smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth.

"Poof!"

The white light flashed, and the blood vines that were tightly strangled by the scorching flowers were already lying on the ground.

Originally, I was pointing at the dwarf to burn this thing, but now it really doesn't work.

Zhuohua had some headaches.

If she used the Bright Sun, she was a little worried that she would not be able to control the power and hurt the tiger.

But today's scene can't be delayed.

She gritted her teeth and sank down. With a wave of the sword in his hand, the momentum around his body changed.

It's a pity that there is no sunlight in this place, and the darkness is abnormal, and the spiritual power in Zhuohua's body alone has caused the power of this move to be damaged a lot.

But even then, it's enough.

The morning sun emits a faint red light, illuminating the entire area in a fiery red, like the sun jumping out of the horizon. The scorching breath caused the temperature of the space to rise continuously.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Dong Ke's forehead, he swallowed his saliva, reached out to wipe all the sweat off his forehead, and stared at Zhuohua without blinking.

"Go!" The red light rushed towards the center of the blood vine's body with a momentum like a bamboo, like a sharp arrow, nailed to its "heart".

The red light slowly faded, and finally only the small sparks visible to the naked eye remained.

"This?" Dong Ke looked at Zhuohua with a puzzled expression, and some didn't understand her operation of "thunder is loud and rain is small".

However, as soon as this question came to his mind, before he could fully declare it, he was blocked by the next scene.

I saw that the seemingly insignificant little spark suddenly grew larger and burned. The flame climbed up quite a bit in an instant.

The smell of burnt continued to thicken, and thin layers of smoke continued to float out of the blood vine's body.

The short thorn that had been piercing Huzi's body was also suddenly retracted, and the arm that was tightly encircled around him was also released suddenly.

Like a dilapidated doll, Huzi fell to the ground with a "plop", splashing a lot of dust.

Zhuohua's luck drifted through the cloud footwork, rushed over like a ray of light, and brought the tiger over.

Patting Huzi's pale face, Zhuo Hua took out two pills and forcibly stuffed them into his mouth.

The fire on the other side continued to grow, and the sound of "crackling" kept coming.

The blood vine kept curling up its body, as if it had changed from a woman in her prime to an old woman in her twilight overnight.

If it weren't for the fact that this blood vine had not given birth to spiritual intelligence, I am afraid that some people would believe it if it was said to be human.

Doesn't it look like a human curled up in pain and fear?

It didn't take long for the blood vine to burn into a pile of ashes.

"Let's go." Zhuohua rubbed his nose and said in a muffled voice.

This time, you can use a protective shield, Zhuo Hua pinched his fingers, and two protective shields condensed by spiritual power covered himself and Dong Ke's bodies respectively.

"Follow me." Zhuohua turned his head and instructed in a cold voice.

Dong Ke held Huzi firmly in his arms and nodded at Zhuohua.

The beautiful eyes of the scorching flowers froze, and the foot was forced, jumped up, and pierced straight out of the soil.

Because of the reason for the protective cover this time, I didn't experience such a miserable "baptism of soil" again.

The area wasn't too far from the ground, and the two of them easily got out.