In the mountains and mountains, the ancient trees are uneven, and there is no daylight.

A piece of green and lush, where is the rumored theory of dead wood and mountains?

Five figures walked unhurriedly in the mountains.

The leader is the seven-star demon hunter Dao Lan, who is like a sharp blade breaking through the fog and unswervingly taking the most direct route in the winding forest.

The fisherman lives in the middle, carrying his unique magic weapon sound bell in his fingertips.

On the left and right, they were Gou Xing Envoy and Huangfu Song, each with a serious expression.

And in the end, it was Luo Chen, who had the lowest realm among the five.

It's domineering!

"It's coming!"

That purple light, Luo Chen is very familiar.

The vine was like a python, constantly struggling in his hands, but he couldn't get out.

He can understand that Diaosuo uses the tactics of fighting separately as the tone of this battle.

Huangfu Song's heart sank.

The Hook Star Envoy in front asked.

Hundreds of fourth-order withered blood vines meant hundreds of Jindan early stage enemies.

Wow!

A pair of wings spread out from behind Luo Chen.

In the gloomy forest, white vines like spiritual snakes and pythons swam from all directions, and the sound of rustling gradually converged into the sound of the mighty river.

Without the suppression of the Flowing Fire Hammer, the white vines chasing below became more and more rampant.

"Slashing and stabbing is more appropriate."

And within the mountains, countless white vines were emerging from the ground and converging towards them.

In the air, Luo Chen exploded extremely quickly, his body turned around as expected, turning into a red meteor, rushing left and right.

Below, white vines as thick as buckets chase after each other with teeth and claws.

Why use a knife to kill a chicken?

With an order, the war suddenly began!

As if sensing something, those fourth-order withered blood vines that were ready to attack burst out like arrows and burst into the air.

Luo Chen's hands pinched frequently, and then pointed like a sword.

With a mutter, Luo Chen's mana surged out.

This was the doubt he had been in his mind since he set off.

The man turned back and looked down on the earth.

Fisherman looked at the purple seal with a look of satisfaction on his face.

At this moment, under his observation, everyone's fighting style suddenly came into view.

In his sight, Qingyangzi, who was wearing a red cloud robe, was conjuring up a mana giant claw, clutching a fourth-order withered blood vine.

Although the spirits derived from the wood and stone spirit plants have very average combat effectiveness, such as the hidden dust and sand, the dignified third-order Great Perfection, and the combat power that erupts is only at the level of a monk in the early stage of Jindan.

"We're on the right track!"

It seems to be strange, all kinds of strange flowers and plants grow, but in fact, all the spiritual plants are just the companions of the withered blood vine.

At this moment, Luo Chen turned around and his gaze fell on him.

However, this technique has a good power for wood-attribute spirits.

Beyond the valley, huge white vines as thick as buckets stood tall and stared at them.

As the rattan broke, their exuberant vitality disappeared in an instant.

The proud color gradually converged, and it looked slightly solemn.

First-Order Spell - Fireball.

At this moment, he has received the blessing of the source, plus the increase in Luo Chen's mana.

Effect...... But it's not very good.

In particular, in the intelligence, in addition to a fifth-order withered blood vine, there are countless second-order to fourth-order low-level withered blood vines in the deadwood ridge!

These withered blood vines, under the control of the vine king, can also burst out with amazing combat power.

"The withered blood vine belongs to a spirit plant with a strong sense of territory, and there are often no similar spirit plants within a radius of thousands of miles."

And Huangfu Song's side is a little unbearable.

"It's a pity that I'm good at Xuan

The sword of fire is destroyed."

Seeing this scene, Luo Chen subconsciously looked at the valley.

At the beginning, he tried to cut the vine with a long sword, but the fourth-order withered blood vine was extremely tough, and his sword qi was not as good as the sword qi of Dao Lan, and he couldn't break it with a single blow.

Bitter battle, indeed bitter battle.

But at this time, the encirclement of the withered blood vine has been completed.

Fighting in such an environment is not advantageous.

"There are quite a few of them, hundreds of them, gentlemen, this is a bitter battle!"

When the sword light spread out several miles away, and gradually stopped, Huangfu Song, who had a proud face, revealed his figure, and his gaze fell on a struggling white vine at his feet.

The initial battle with the fourth-order withered blood vine just now had already made him start to use the magic weapon.

This process lasted for a long time.

It was the secret astral technique of the Heavenly Demon Star Sect that countless people had praised.

Withered glory is really fire!

As soon as they landed, the faces of the five people changed in unison.

"It doesn't want us to go, so we'll look for it."

I wanted to use this as a foundation to slowly restore the complete fire miasma.

In the attacks of Dao Lan and Luo Chen, the footsteps of the five people did not stop in the slightest, and rushed towards the depths of the Deadwood Ridge with a rapid momentum.

Luo Chen frowned, and his divine sense swept over the rest of the battle groups.

……

Bang!

Luo Chen landed on his feet and looked at the fourth-order withered blood vine that was still struggling on the ground, and couldn't help frowning.

He looked back, his pupils narrowing.

The corrosive Withered Glory Qi continued to invade their bodies, destroying the internal roots of the Withered Blood Vine.

Those slow-moving withered blood vines couldn't catch up with him at all.

He stared at the bell in his hand that kept ringing, and the joy on his face grew stronger.

"The fighting spirit is acceptable, so it's ...... Let's go our separate ways!"

Huangfu Song said in a loud voice, "Diaosuo, you promised me, as long as you complete this mission, you will negotiate with the Tianqu Chen family in the name of the Ten Thousand Immortals Society!"

If viewed from above, this scene is almost like a monstrous flood hitting a few ants.

Luo Chen guessed that this may be the hole card that the other party relies on the most.

However, when I saw the back of the fisherman heading straight into the valley, I was a little puzzled.

This is a territory where wood-attribute spirit plants are entrenched.

He held a giant hammer and soared into the sky.

Taking a deep breath, the mana in his body worked as he wished again.

A valley that stands like a low crater.

The fishy mountain breeze blew through the rugged and undulating rocks

on the faces of the four.

Distance yourself and fight separately to bring out the best in everyone.

"However, this technique will not be of much help to my current battle, so let's leave the last remnants in this Dead Wood Ridge!"

The old voice came out of his mouth.

Even if they lack the means to attack, only instinctive attacks such as winding and stabbing cannot withstand the sheer number of them.

Luo Chen pressed horizontally with one palm and surged down.

Recalling Diaosuo's words in his mind, Luo Chen did not take it completely lightly.

Whenever a fourth-order withered blood vine attacked, he would shoot out a series of stars of different colors.

In other words, when they set foot on the Deadwood Ridge for the first step, they had already been discovered by the fifth-order Dead Blood Vine.

Deep in Deadwood Ridge.

Kusanagi Geng's golden sword qi!

"If it weren't for the great backer of the Ten Thousand Immortals Society, I wouldn't want to do such a meaningless thing."

The evil qi of withering glory is the evil qi generated by the place where the withered glory fire has been burning for many years.

Luo Chen turned a blind eye and just opened his mouth and spit out!

A wisp of pale smoke erupted from his mouth.

It is also one of the reasons why he is reluctant to have more contact with several people.

He stood still as immovable as a mountain, but he could be around

The besieged withered blood vine could not get close to him three feet in front of him.

Just as Luo Chen was thinking in his heart, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

At the front, Dao Lan didn't say a word, but a huge broadsword fell into his hand.

Diao Su looked at Luo Chen, and the two looked at each other and nodded.

Without thinking, the five figures flew in different directions.

Looking at this wisp of smoke, Luo Chen's eyes showed a little regret.

"Although it is claimed to have Jindan combat power, in the end, the means are single, and after being found to target the method, it will be vulnerable."

"But there's more to it than that."

Suddenly, he turned around, "You won't run away in a fight, will you?"

Suddenly, the white vines came into contact with the pale fireworks.

However, with the ability of five people, if this battle is broken one by one by guerrilla tactics, it will not be difficult.

But in Luo Chen's pair of spiritual eyes, he found that it was clearly a third-order demon king's inner dan!

Compare the demon king Neidan to the stars and perform the art of starlight?

It is worthy of being a former strong man of the Shangzong, with a profound background, and he is still walking calmly in the midst of this fierce battle.

The fisherman opened the knife and came to the front.

However, there are so many of them!

If it was really that easy, Diaosu would not have formed a lineup of the five major Jindan later combat forces for this mission.

It's a fourth-order spirit plant, even if it's just a whisker vine, it's worth a lot of money.

"Is this the seven-star demon hunter Dao Lan who is famous for his combat power, and the Ten Thousand Immortals Society has countless scattered cultivations?"

Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!

The sound of burning sounded louder and louder, and in the sky, more than a dozen huge vines were filled with cyan flames, like green dragons.

"However, this vitality is really too tenacious!"

If he couldn't make a plan, he wanted to follow Luo Chen's example and distance himself first.

After Luo Chen, who has the lowest realm, is broken, it is still a manifestation of strength!

The name of the Qingyang Demon Monarch is usually not said, but everyone knows it, which can be seen from the jealous eyes that Huangfu Song looked at Luo Chen from time to time at that time.

But not from the front, but from behind.

At the same time as he looked up, he saw an old figure, stepping on countless fourth-order dead blood vine corpses that had been strangled by silk threads, and climbed to the top of the valley cliff.

Seeing that those fourth-order withered blood vines were still struggling frantically within the fire miasma, Luo Chen gritted his teeth and increased his mana output.

Suddenly, the smoke turned into endless fireworks.

Five rays of light, like meteors, shot up.

But this doubt, in front of the army of withered blood vines in hot pursuit, it was too late to think.

Obviously, Deadwood Ridge, a mountain range that hides countless withered blood vines, is by no means so easy.

"Hammer bombardment is not suitable for dealing with these fourth-order withered blood vines, we have to change methods."

It is as thick as a bucket, and the lines are like tree rings.

After hastily sweeping the battle scene of everyone, Luo Chen's heart suddenly understood.

"Those low-level withered blood vines are essentially the branch veins of the vine king, and they can be regarded as sub-vines."

Luo Chen muttered in his heart, but the movements in his hands were not slow.

After all, the five of them are not well-known companions, and their respective fighting styles will inevitably have conflicts.

Since the battle on Lengguang Island, his fiery miasma cultivated by the withered glory and evil qi has only this one left.

For Huangfu Song's gaze, Luo Chen didn't seem to be aware. While his divine consciousness spread out to investigate the four directions, he was also recalling the situation of Deadwood Ridge that he had said when he came to fish.

"As for the combat power of this sub-vine, you don't have to worry. Even if it is a fourth-order withered blood vine, it is at most equivalent to a newcomer to the Golden Pill. It may be troublesome to become another Jindan monk, but for us, it will only take some time."

"Keep going!"

……

In the valley, a surging pillar of spiritual energy rose into the sky.

Hook the star

His expression is calm, his feet are strange, and he walks in the rugged mountain road, as if he is walking on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the fisherman nodded with satisfaction, and stood in front of him with a long black and gold rod in his hand, and the scorched silk thread fluttered in the wind.

"The appearance of the fourth-order sub-vine means that we are getting closer and closer to the vine king's lair."

"However, there are several other seven-star demon hunters in the Ten Thousand Immortals Society, all of whom are in the late stage of Jindan, why did Diaosu recruit me, a five-star demon hunter?"

"Normally, the vine king is in a state of deep sleep and absorbing aura. Even if you encounter an alien invader, you will only let the sub-vine with her own consciousness deal with it."

When Luo Chen was on Penghu at the beginning, when he used the magic of mirroring the water and moon to hallucinate the other party, he broke out once.

Those who were struck may have languished, but after falling on the ground, they pause for a moment and come back again.

Nodding slightly, Luo Chen cut off the withered blood vine in his hand and put it into the storage ring.

If the means of each other affect others when fighting, it is not beautiful.

Dao Lan is in front, as a pioneer, which is the guarantee of that strong strength.

Within the purple light, his sword qi seemed to be blessed, and he became more and more comfortable.

"He is alone, does he dare to brush the Tiger Whiskers of the Vine King?"

"What's wrong?"

The only thing is not over

In the purple light of the battle, with a roar, a boxy seal smashed out, forcibly crushing the fourth-order withered blood vine that permeated the earth into powder.

"What we have to do is to cut off the sub-vine as much as possible and weaken the strength of the vine king's body."

Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!

The stench of burnt paste permeates all directions.

Catching a glimpse of this knife, Luo Chen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Everyone, get ready for real battle!"

In desperation, a heavy purple light erupted from his body, enveloping the entire land within a radius of several miles.

"Fourth-Order Withered Blood Vine has appeared!"

And the next battle intensity is bound to go up a notch, and you have to cheer up.

Dao Lan is still wide open and closed, and every time the long knife in his hand is cut out, it will stimulate the vigorous sword qi of the Dao.

The Hook Star Envoy glanced around and shook his head, "It's a pity that these withered blood vines don't have demon pills and can't be used to make stars."

Luo Chen didn't speak, but he already held a giant hammer in his hand.

As if sensing something, the earth shook back.

"The vitality of these sub-vines should come from the mother's body?"

Rumble!

A majestic sword qi slashed out, and surging sword light swept out like a tide.

The Dzogchen Flowing Fire Hammer Method was first used by him in battle.

But it is obvious that Diaosu is fighting the idea of storming the valley and entering King Teng's lair.

"Burn me!"

The largest number of fishermen who hunt and kill!

The number of those who chased and killed Luo Chen was the least!

Seeing this scene, the corners of Luo Chen's mouth raised slightly.

In the middle of the team, only Diaosu has not yet participated in the battle.

With a thought, the flowing fire hammer was in the bag.

Suddenly, hundreds of withered blood vines were divided into five teams and pursued them separately.

He always felt that the way he looked at him was not right.

And the giant hammer in Luo Chen's hand, under his control, was like striking iron, constantly swinging violent smashes.

I saw him slash out, and a sword light dozens of zhang long erupted in an instant.

If there are too many ants, they can still bite and kill elephants.

This technique is not of high grade, only second-order, and it is not even a combat spell, it is just a spirit planting technique used by the spirit planter to harvest mature spirit plants.

It wasn't until Luo Chen felt that his strength was running out that those "green dragons" fell to the earth weakly.

The power of a mediocre sword is almost as powerful as that of him to cast the Sun Technique, and there is no time required to cast a spell in between.

And such a fireball

spell, Luo Chen can be released almost indefinitely, and there is no cast time at all.

In the burst of sword qi, the white vines on the ground that were still struggling were suddenly cut off.

Where the sword light passed, the forest was destroyed, the earth was cracked, and the low-level withered blood vines that had not yet formed an encirclement were suddenly cut off under this knife.

With a flick of his sleeves, countless fist-sized fireballs flew out of his sleeve robe, hitting the withered blood vines swimming in all directions.

For a while, the hearts of the other four people sank a little.

The star hook envoy in a bright star robe beckoned to the void, and the stars surged towards him.

At this time, what appeared was just a low-level sub-vine, and there was no waste of mana.

The big man dragged his long knife backwards and retreated, but he didn't see Bai Teng chasing and killing.

But, this is just an illusion!

"The world's legend that the withered vine is a social dwelling thing, but in fact it is very false."

A stream of sword qi slashed out from his hand.

In the line of sight, the red-robed man stood empty-handed, and there was no enemy at his side.

Along with the mana, there were also wisps of cyan flames.

At the same time, the sound bell in the fisherman's hand also made a crisp sound.

Dao Lan's broad knife pointed diagonally at the earth and made a hoarse voice, "But the grass and tree spirits, just cut it!"

But I didn't expect that I had been busy casting for so many years that I didn't have time to replenish it.

"The wings are gone, so it's time for you to come out!"

The five Jindan monks looked up, their eyes trembling.

In the pillar of spiritual light, a long white vine is like a giant dragon, spanning the heavens and the earth.

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