Seeing that the attack was useless, Yang Zhao turned around and ran again. Fang Shuli was also ruthless, muttering a sentence in his mouth, and the green light was even worse.

Yang Zhao watched as branches sprouted all over his body, accelerating their growth.

Whew-dang!

Those branches centered on Fang Shuli, with the sound of the wind like arrows from the string, crashed into the side wall, trapping Yang Zhao between the branches.

"Hurry up and beg your gods, otherwise you will have good fruit to eat!"

Yang Zhao gritted his teeth, there must be something wrong here, it's just that he has little experience in cultivating the truth, and he can't figure out the connection.

"If you had that ability, would you endure it until now? You've killed me a long time ago. ”

Fang Shuli didn't say much, and a thin branch stabbed into her left shoulder with the sound of the wind.

"Ugh!" Yang Zhao shivered in pain, she had been injured in the past few days, but she still had no immunity to pain.

Fang Shuli looked at her reaction and had a spectrum in his heart.

"I'll say it again, you hurry up and beg your immortals, or I'll stab you into a sieve one by one!"

Yang Zhao breathed heavily to relieve the pain, and carefully looked at his wound, which was bloodless.

She glanced at the flickering red light all over the room again, and found that where the red light flashed, the green light on Fang Shuli's body was a little dim, but soon the dim place returned to its original appearance.

Yang Zhao thought in her heart: It seems that the longer the time, the better it will be for herself, and she has a conjecture in her heart to experiment.

"You beg for it!"

Shout! A twig rushed over again.

"Stop!"

Yang Zhao stared hard at the branch and scolded.

I saw that the branch seemed to have touched an invisible film, paused for a moment, did not stop completely, and penetrated Yang Zhao's right arm.

Although the pain made Yang Zhao's eyes blacken, she still noticed the pause and crooked direction of the branch at that moment.

This place is to listen to Yang Zhao! This is the land of Yang Zhao's soul!

"Yang Zhao, I don't think you want to suffer some bits and pieces, please beg for it! I just wanted to hide from the red light, I didn't say it would kill me. ”

Yang Zhao didn't listen to what he said at all, this kind of coaxing children, whoever believes it has a problem with his brain.

"You are free, I won't ask for it, I won't ask for it."

"You will always beg, one branch is not enough, I have two, ten, hundred, there will always be a moment when you can't hold on."

Shout! Shout!! This time there are two.

"Trap him! Trap him! Uh......"

Shout! Shout! Shout!!

"Trap him! Yes! ”

"You don't have to do all this useless work, the sooner you agree, the less sin you will suffer." Fang Shuli's voice was cold and vicious, with a smell of blood.

Yang Zhao stared at him tightly, his eyes wanted to choose someone to eat: "You said at the beginning that you wanted to take away, and now that I am like this, you killed me, you would have been able to succeed in taking it a long time ago, do you still need to waste these words?" You can't kill me, and you still want to threaten me? Bah! ”

Woohoo blah blah!

"Trap him!"

Woohoo!

"Trap Uncle Fang for me!!"

Click! Rumble!

In an instant, all the branches were broken, and the debris they had brought up collapsed everywhere, and four invisible walls fell from the top of Fang Shuli's head, trapping him in it.

"Hahaha, this place it listens to me." Yang Zhao laughed out loud, enduring the pain and dragging out the branches on her body one by one.

"Hiss~~!" She gritted her teeth in pain, and her expression was hideous.

Fang Shuli inside the wall was a little shocked, but he instantly regained his composure.

"Only these few walls can stop me?"

"You don't have to stop me, you don't have to worry about it!"

Yang Zhao always had a feeling that he was stronger than Fang Shuli here, and now it seems that this feeling is true.

"What are you proud of?! I'm going to bang you into pate! ”

After Fang Shuli finished his cruel words, the green light on his body became more abundant, and more branches grew out and hit the four walls.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the force grew stronger, a branch finally broke through the wall and rushed out.

"Give it to me!"

The branch paused for a moment and continued onwards.

"Give it to me! Decide! Decide! ”

The branches trembled a few times and stopped.

Yang Zhao knew in his heart that it seemed that the stronger and firmer the willingness to make it stop, the higher the ability of this space to play.

Knock knock knock!

The second and third branches also rushed out.

"Definitely!"

The branches stopped.

Yang Zhao frowned and looked at Fang Shuli, who was struggling to resist, he couldn't blindly defend, he still had to attack.

"Fire! Burn him for me! ”

A flame rose from the branch, but it was extinguished in a moment.

Yang Zhao's eyes lit up when he saw the flames.

"Fire, fire me!"

More flames spread rapidly from the branches, and in the blink of an eye, a raging fire was formed.

"Yang Zhao !!" The raging flames seemed to ignite Fang Shuli's eyes.

I don't know what incantation he said in his mouth, but the fire on his body has decreased.

How could Yang Zhao let him get his wish: "The fire will burn him for me!" ”

Call~!

The fire was blazing all at once.

She looked at Fang Shuli and was still unwilling, and her heart was ruthless: "The wind rises!" ”

Woo~Woo~Woo~.

The strong wind blew up the broken branches on the ground and piled them up around Fang Shuli

And the flame burned more vigorously through the branches.

Only then did Yang Zhao realize that the fire here was not the kind outside, it burned without the help of oxygen, and the flame of the gale added branches as fuel, but did not let the fire borrow the wind.

Fang Shuli didn't see any movement, and the flames on his body were suppressed again.

"Yang Zhao! You can't kill me! You can't kill me at all! ”

Yang Zhao gritted his teeth with hatred, casually summoned a steady stream of flames, and ignored his provocation.

Now she and Fang Shuli are in a stalemate, but overall Yang Zhao has the advantage.

Now she roasts and simmers slowly, and there is always a time for him to be cooked.

I don't know how long the two sides have been deadlocked, Yang Zhao has already felt a pain in his head like a pinprick, and the voice of Fang Shuli in the fire has also decreased.

At this moment, Yang Zhao felt a weight in her body, and the sky was bright in her eyes, she actually came out!

!!

Yang Zhao pounded the ground hatefully, she could see that Fang Shuli had weakened, maybe she could completely eradicate him if she held on for a while.

But this time he gave up halfway, so he had a chance to breathe, and next time he dealt with Fang Shuli, he had to start from scratch!

There was such a scourge hidden in the shadows, and when she thought of it, she could not sleep and eat, and she could not sit still.

Yang Zhao took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability in his heart, moved his body carefully, found a little pain, lifted his clothes and looked at it, there were no scars caused by branches on his body, it was just pain.

She felt a chill in the back of her head, and suddenly stood up and turned around, and found that there was a person parked on the hillock not far away, but that person saw Yang Zhao stand up and ran down the mountain quickly.