"Brother Worm, is this thing a human or a ghost?"

"At first glance, it's a puppet, do you think humans have this ability to freely combine bodies?"

"Makes sense, but ...... The limbs and body are supposed to have flown from the Strange Lands, and this head ......"

"This head may have been in the pool all along. ”

"In this way, my body has drunk the water of the dead's head!

"Don't worry, this thing isn't human, you just treat it as a toy soaking in water!"

"You're really good at persuasion!"

In his mind, he was discussing the origin of the puppet with the holy worm, but Lin Xiuqi's eyes were attracted by a "green bamboo" above the puppet's head.

This is an extremely simple cyan mark, the bamboo knots and bamboo leaves are not clear, and it is not even possible to determine whether it is a green bamboo, I don't know why, Lin Xiuqi first saw this mark and decided that it was a green bamboo.

Not only that, but he felt an extremely mysterious aura from this simple pattern, just a pattern, there was an unattainable feeling, and even made him have the idea of contemplating the picture and cultivating.

"Boy, don't stare at it, this thing is not simple. ”

"How?"

"I don't know why, but I feel this way. ”

When Lin Xiuqi heard this, he was surprised in his heart, he didn't know where the holy worm came from, but it was obviously not ordinary, and there must be something strange about being able to say something extraordinary from the mouth of the holy worm, at least not something he could deal with.

Just as he was about to leave the pond, the green bamboo symbol flashed suddenly, and the puppet's body was shattered, its limbs and body gradually melted, and its head also had the intention of dissipating, and its angry eyes turned blood-red, but it could not change the outcome of its disappearance.

After a while, the skull dissipated, and a cyan bead the size of a dragon's eye appeared, which flickered with a slight blue light, flickering bright and dark, and the strange thing was that the green bamboo symbol on the skull did not disappear, but floated down from the top of the puppet's forehead and fell into the green bead.

The next moment, the pool water suddenly emitted a green glow, becoming crystal clear, Lin Xiuqi didn't know what was going on, he subconsciously grabbed the green bead, and the moment he held it in his hand, the surrounding pool water quickly surged towards his body, and the feeling of the dissipation of the life essence hit again.

"Boy, you must hold on!"

......

The Tiger Clan and the True Immortal Hall Cultivators were still attacking the Seven Leaf Spirit Grass, hundreds of vines were broken, and the Spirit Grass's attack was even more ferocious.

The Battle Spirit Hall monk roared, "As long as you hold on, you will definitely be able to consume this thing." ”

The rear Battle Preparation Hall monks did not stop attacking with various spiritual weapons, however, the consumption of using spiritual weapons was too great, and they had already taken the Qi Condensing Pill several times to replenish their spiritual power, and even a few people had already begun to recover with spirit stones in their hands.

Even if the consumption was so large, none of the dozens of monks present gave up, they knew that the psychic spirit grass was rare to see, if they could refine this thing into an elixir, they might be able to advance directly and reach the spirit stage

Adventitious.

For the demon monks, the psychic spirit grass is just a strange thing, and the treasure in the rear is the key, but for the people of the True Immortal Palace, it is different, they use blood all year round, the killing is too heavy, and the cultivation is already difficult to improve, if they can rely on the psychic spirit grass to achieve spiritual cultivation, they can rise to the top and become the elders of the True Immortal Palace, and they will be at ease and enjoy the rest of their lives.

Just when everyone had different expectations, the cyan light stretched over the body of the psychic spirit grass, gradually covering the torso and vines.

The next moment, the body of the spirit grass began to shrink, and the vines began to thin.

Seeing this, the True Immortal Hall monks showed joy one after another, but the Flower Clan monks shouted in unison: "Be careful!"

Hearing the words in front of him, he was a little puzzled, a green light flickered, and the chest of a Battle Spirit Hall monk was pierced by a vine, and his body gradually withered, turning into sand and dying.

"Look at the wounds of the spirit grass!"

I don't know who shouted, everyone looked at it together, and they found that the spirit grass that was riddled with holes before had returned to normal, without any wounds, and even had a stronger breath, comparable to a monk in the late stage of foundation building.

The Battle Spirit Hall monk spoke: "Daoist friends of the Demon Clan, we will do our best to attract the attention of the other party, and it is up to you to take the rest." ”

After that, the people of the Battle Spirit Hall rushed forward and fought with the vines, and the people of the Battle Preparation Hall in the rear spared no effort to bombard the spirit grass.

The Flower Clan Monk endured his injuries and began to dance, and after a while, several people, including Hua Yuanliu, vomited blood, obviously the spirit grass became stronger and difficult to control.

The Tiger Clan monks did not act immediately, but closed their eyes slightly, and took several deep breaths, each exhale, their momentum became stronger, and each inhale, their bodies became stronger.

Ten breaths later, the Tiger Clan monks opened their eyes in unison, their eyes were clear and bright, and they rushed out with their feet and movements in unison.

At this time, the Battle Spirit Hall monk struggled to block the vines, opening a path to the spirit grass's torso, and the Tiger Clan monk easily passed the vine's interception and continued to move forward.

What I didn't expect was that there were countless tiny roots in the air that formed a net that seemed to be nothing, and even with the strong body of the Tiger Clan monk, it couldn't easily break through.

At this moment, more vines had already surrounded him, and Hu Tianchuan immediately said, "Shoot!"

When everyone heard this, they let out a tiger roar in unison, and the roars of more than a dozen people merged into one, turning into an earth-shattering roar, the sound waves spread in all directions, the web of roots and whiskers was broken, the vines were blocked, and the spirit herb body actually showed a tendency to struggle, obviously receiving a lot of blows.

One of the people in the rear combat preparation hall said: "It turned out to be a sonic attack, and the people of the Tiger Clan are really not to be underestimated." ”

The other sneered: "What kind of sonic attack, just send out the spiritual power through the roar, and the effect similar to the sonic attack can be achieved under the combined force, a group of simple-minded guys!"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but it's still a pair

The Battle-Readiness Hall monk who looked like he had exhausted his spiritual power turned out to be full of energy, and there was a hint of overconsumption.

Not only that, but the monks of the War Preparation Hall who had originally gathered in one place began to gradually disperse, intentionally or unintentionally, blocking the retreat of the Hua Clan monks.

After the Tiger Clan monk let out a tiger roar with all his strength, he stood weakly and panting, and even a few of his figures staggered.

Hu Tianchuan opened his mouth and said: "Blood is traceless!

"Hey, hey, you're doing a great job!"

An ethereal voice appeared, and there was a blood light flickering behind the Tiger Clan monk, and more than a dozen figures appeared out of thin air, it was the Blood Clan monk who had been missing.

Previously, they had already planned, the Tiger Clan and the True Immortal Hall Monks were responsible for breaking through, and the Blood Clan Monks jointly issued a fatal blow, just now they were hiding behind the Tiger Clan Monks, and they had been accumulating strength, at this moment, there was a trace of blood mist lingering around the bodies of all the Blood Clan Monks, not blood, but a special technique.

More than a dozen Blood Clan cultivators instantly rushed towards the Seven Leaf Spirit Grass, and the speed was breathtaking.

When it was only a dozen meters away from the torso of the spirit grass, more vines drilled out from the ground, and the speed was not even that of the blood transfusion clan monk.

The leader of the blood without a trace shouted: "Slash!"

The Blood Clan monks jumped up in unison, their bodies stretched out in the air, their limbs stretched back like a bow full of strings.

The next moment, everyone suddenly waved their hands, and a blood-colored claw mark the size of several zhang appeared, slashing at the root of the psychic spirit grass.

"Huh!"

The huge spirit grass was actually cut off by a third, and a light purple liquid gushed out.

"Slash!"

The Blood Clan monks jumped up one after another, forming a straight line from top to bottom in the air, releasing a huge blood-colored claw mark as if they were concoction.

Their movements did not stop, and under the instructions of Blood Traceless, one after another claw marks flew out and slashed at the torso of the Seven Leaf Spirit Grass.

When the Blood Clan Cultivator launched the final attack, Lin Xiuqi in the pond in the rear also experienced the test of life and death.

When he first tried the water in the pool, he had a feeling of the essence of life passing away, and at this moment, this feeling was even stronger, as if he had been doing heavy physical labor without sleep, eating or drinking for three days, and his body was completely hollowed out.

Of course, the benefits are also extremely obvious, his body is like being reborn in the pool of water, his bones are harder, the meridians are stronger, and the spiritual veins of the two attributes of water and earth actually have a sense of moisturization.

His body was getting younger, back to the peak of sixteen or seventeen, but it was not without cost, his flesh was withering and drying up, and if he continued like this, he would fall before he could be reborn.

At this moment, the psychic spirit grass in front of him suddenly trembled strongly, and the lilac liquid gradually flew out, and I don't know what happened.

(End of chapter)