Soon, the three of them saw the member of the Green Alliance who had just been swallowed by the giant flower, this person had already lost his breath, he was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, his painful expression was permanently frozen on his face, his stomach was cracked, and his whole body had been entangled in green vines.

Although the human puppet is not able to pose a threat to the three people and one beast, but the speed of the green vine breeding is extremely fast, and the number of human puppets is killing more and more, especially as soon as they realize that they may not be able to beat each other, they will immediately retreat into the fog, and just when everyone thinks they will run away, they suddenly burst out of it, and they are unable to prevent it.

In the center of the third layer, the people of the Green Alliance worked together to kill the puppet, vigilant against the attack of the giant flowers, on the other hand, under the leadership of the little mink, the three of Fang Ling finally came to the mother vine.

The vines that grow in the rocky area are only as thin as thumbs, and although the flowers swell, they are usually only the size of eggs, but the vines of this mother vine are as thick as buckets, and the vines are covered with dense sharp thorns, and the leaves on the vines are the size of a fan, and the flowers are larger and more showy, and the mouth of the flower also spews out strands of mist, which is obviously the source of the mist.

The mother vine occupies a huge area, entangled in hundreds of rocks, and it extends from the ground to the ceiling, and the vines dig into the cracks of the stones, climbing and growing.

Feeling the arrival of three people and one beast, the branches of the vines stood upright, and the green vines were tangled together, and soon, one by one, Fang Ling, Xiao Xue, Song Ying'er, and small mink appeared around, densely overlapping together, like multiple babies in the fog.

Fang Ling sneered, Kun Heavy Knife swung down at will, the boiling Moon Yin Ice Energy spread towards a radius of ten zhang, the mist was suddenly dispersed, and the mist at the edge seemed to be solidified by the cold aura, and even the speed of movement was reduced a lot, feeling the murderous aura of Sen Han, the human puppets were obviously hovering at the edge in fear.

Seeing that his momentum was so immense, Xiao Xue couldn't help but glance at Fang Ling, it had only been a month since he met Fang Ling again, but his cultivation had already implemented several jumps, even if it was an immortal sect disciple, it would take several years for him to do it, and he really didn't know when he would catch up with him if he improved his cultivation so quickly.

"Little mink!" Fang Ling shouted in a low voice, and the little mink rushed towards the mother vine with a cat body.

The surrounding green vines immediately surrounded it, and the red flowers swelled, stretching out countless needles and stabbing towards the little mink.

The little mink's small mouth bulged, its body suddenly expanded, and the needles pierced its body, and they were broken one after another, and the three of Fang Ling were also secretly shocked when they saw it, these needles were very small, like a bee's mouth, even the protective true qi of the martial arts cultivator in the Qi Realm could not be 100% blocked from the outside, if there was a trace of gap in the true qi, it would be pierced by the needles.

However, the skin of the mink does not give the slightest chance of acupuncture, it is as hard as steel, its body shrinks slightly, and it immediately drills out of the vines, a few ups and downs, no matter how the vines and flowers attack, can not hurt the mink, let alone stop its advance.

Before it pounced on the huge mother vine, the little mink opened its mouth and bit down on the giant vine, and the little claws quickly gouged wildly, and in the blink of an eye, it dug a big hole in the giant vine.