The huge strange building disappeared in an instant, and the wood spirit instantly ceased to be a soul body.

It was transformed into a towering tree covered with vines and various flowers.

Endless vines appeared around the pinnacle, obscuring the sky and the sun, and quickly wound around him.

Shi Feng swung the broadsword in his hand and cut through the vines that were constantly leaning towards him.

But those vines seemed to be burned by wildfire, and the spring breeze blew and reborn, just cut off one batch, and the other batch came to the front of Shi Feng.

In fact, it is not the regeneration of vines, but that there are indeed too many vines.

Shi Feng found that the vines that appeared this time were indeed qualitatively different from the batch that had been wrapped around him just now.

As Mu Ling said, this time it may be him.

The thickness of the vine chopsticks just now, the flexibility is very good.

Now the vines have become the thickness of an arm, not only flexible, but each of his knives seems to be very easy to cut off the overwhelming vines, in fact, Shi Feng feels very difficult, the blade is over, and the vines keep blocking the forward speed of the big knife.

Shi Feng understood that if he continued like this, it wouldn't be long before he would be entangled by the vines that were constantly swarming up.

Time is running out.

The towering tree let out a sneer.

"Hmph! The power of wood is the power of life, as long as I have a trace of consciousness, I will live forever, how can that broken knife stop my attack!"

Shi Feng, who was in a hurry, heard Mu Ling's sneer, and suddenly felt a stir in his heart, this was reasonable.

Since the vines in front of him are eternal and endless, it is meaningless to cut them down by yourself.

"Confined space!" Shi Feng thought lightly, and a ten-meter-square confined space appeared with him as the core.

Except for the fact that there were no vines within a meter or so of him, the other places where there was a confined space were mixed with vines.

The speed at which the vines were wound was immediately reduced to the extreme, and all the vines within the confined space disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

He had a thought.

His soul silk had already been infused with the power of gold, and while constructing the confined space, Shi Feng condensed a dozen or so long swords of ten meters and swung them in the confined space.

The vines touched Shi Feng's long sword, and immediately cut their waists into two pieces, and the vines that reappeared in the confined space could only enter at a very slow speed.

Originally, all the spatial particles in the confined space were immovable, and the vines could not enter, but the cultivation of the wood spirit was too high, and although Shi Feng's confined space could have a certain blocking effect, it could not completely stop all the vines.

Shi Feng seemed to be relaxed at the moment, but he was more surprised.

Originally, he thought that the vines were just constantly attacking him not far from him, but at this moment, he realized that the space five meters away was still covered with countless vines.

How good is that?

Endless, endless vines, even if you let yourself chop down, even if you exhaust yourself, it is impossible to rush out.

But if you can't rush out, you have to rush, otherwise it will be equivalent to waiting for death.

Qiu Long is still missing, if he dies, he will really become the nourishment of the wood spirit.

Shi Feng rushed in one direction with the confined space, and in order to improve the effect of cutting vines, instead of wielding the long sword that existed in the confined space, he kept spinning rapidly with the confined space.

Everywhere I went, all the vines broke off one after another!

"Using the confined space in front of the Emperor of the Dark Emperor is simply an axe, hum!" the towering tree snorted softly.

"Time stands still!" "Confined space breaks!"

Shi Feng suddenly felt that his rotation continued, but he was always spinning in place, and he no longer felt like cutting off the vines.

The confined space around him suddenly vanished, and all the spatial particles returned to their normal state.

"You don't have to confine the space, the old man almost forgot! Hehe, I'm just afraid that you have a golden spirit to restrain me, and I forgot that the old man was the Emperor of You!

The sound of the wood spirit urn and the sound of the urn came out.

Shi Feng was speechless for a while.

His grandmother's, you were originally the Emperor of You, you don't have to blame me!

At the moment when the confined space disappeared, endless arm-thick vines wrapped around it.

The vines around Shi Feng kept clicking.

It was the golden soul residual essence in Shi Feng's soul silk that was working.

However, the number of vines was too large, and the vines were too thick, even if Jin Zhili kept cutting down the vines, he couldn't cut the endless vines.

Slowly, Shi Feng couldn't even move!

"Hehe, it's a pity to kill you, it's too dangerous! I still have to find a way to slowly collect the residual essence of the golden soul in your body for my own use. You died suddenly, I can't withstand so much gold power!" the wood spirit who had returned to its normal soul body shape muttered to himself, "What state is the safest and most convenient to domesticate the power of gold? Well, let's make it into the shape of a zongzi!"

Shi Feng's current condition is the same as that of Qiu Long, he can't speak with his mouth and can't move his hands.

He was sighing secretly, zongzi, when he was in the world, although Zhang San's life was not rich, he would make zongzi for himself to eat during the Dragon Boat Festival every year.

There are all kinds of fillings, such as meat, egg yolks, and red dates, but I didn't expect that the zongzi that I always thought was delicious was now the end of my life, and I became the stuffing!

"Well, you soul body, let me tell you, your future is limitless, but if you meet me, you can wait for death with peace of mind!"

After Shi Feng's golden power contained in the ten blasting knives at the beginning entered Mu Ling's body, Mu Ling's gaze seemed to suddenly sharpen, and he could finally see that the soul body in front of him was unusual.

"I am a very charitable spirit, and the brother you have been looking for is not far from you, and I will let you reminisce before you die. But don't try to run away, with your ability, I can capture you wherever you go!" Mu Ling was silent for a while.

"Well, it's better to have the shape of a zongzi, let's combine the two of you small zongzi into a big zongzi!"

Shi Feng secretly cursed in his heart, zongzi, return his grandmother's big zongzi!

No matter how you toss, isn't Lao Tzu still his grandmother's stuffing?!

It's just that when he broke his head, Shi Feng couldn't have imagined that when he finally died, it would be the stuffing of his grandmother's zongzi!

At this moment, Shi Feng didn't have any thoughts on any questions and things, but he just felt that he was satisfied to be able to take a look at Qiu Long before he died, and talk to Qiu Long, his brother in life and death!

At this moment, the eighteen thighs in Shi Feng's Wish Force Ball were no longer as calm as before, but were muttering together.

It seems that they want to come out to help Shi Feng, but what scruples do they have.

The Enlightenment Monument seemed to be worried about Shi Feng's current situation, and kept wandering around the eighteen thighs!