"Then, it's my turn to attack. ”

Mo Xie put the killing knife in his hand to his side, the tip of the knife pressed against the ground, and a dark yellow earth evil qi slowly wrapped around the killing knife.

"Earth's Evil?"

Emperor Xiaoqing gasped, if he is the yang of yin and yang, then the ink evil is the side of yin, and in terms of mutual restraint between the two, his earth's vitality cannot fight against the earth's evil qi, because destroying which side is always faster than recovering.

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Mo's supernatural powers to draw out the evil qi of the earth, which is really an eye-opener for my brother. ”

The corners of Xiao Qingdi's eyes twitched twice, and as soon as the words fell, a flower suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and a long knife with a little dark red in the dark yellow had reached his neck, and the cold murderous aura kept touching his neck, making Xiao Qingdi feel cold all over his body, and goosebumps all over his body.

His body retreated sharply, narrowly dodging the Ink Evil's knife, but he lost his rhythm because of this, allowing him to completely enter the Ink Demon's attack rhythm.

Sea of trees!

At the same time that Xiao Qingdi's feet landed, his hand also slapped on the ground, and a large amount of wood spirit power entered the ground, fusing with the vitality of the earth, and countless towering trees with sharp spikes suddenly broke through the ground, which was very dense.

However, before Emperor Xiaoqing could make another move, the long knife of the ink evil approached again, and this time because of the sea of trees, Emperor Xiaoqing did not have any space to dodge.

"Spiked Cage!"

Xiao Qingdi's previous elegant expression had disappeared, and now his face was pale, and he used his magical powers one after another, making his spiritual power decline very quickly, and except for the first effective attack, he had always been in passive defense.

This is the advantage of rhythm, as long as you take the initiative to attack and keep going, it will make the opponent always passively defensive, and as time grows, the more flaws will be exposed.

However, in this way, the requirements for the attacking side have become very strict, first of all, the spiritual power is enough, and the second is the grasp of the timing, and the speed of exerting supernatural powers, these three points of ink evil are very good at.

First of all, his route is not a spell-casting monk, and he doesn't need those long-term condensed spiritual powers.

Secondly, the ink evil who has completely controlled the extreme realm, and the grasp of the timing of the attack can be said to have been done to the extreme, at this moment, the ink evil is calm in his brain, and the emotions that have nothing to do with the battle have been suppressed in the depths of his mind by the extreme realm, and now he only has battle in his eyes.

He divided the extreme realm into three small realms, the first realm is mainly spiritual, supplemented by the physical body, calmly analyzing the opponent's attacks and all possible situations, and the second realm is the unconscious state, all the attacks are completed by the body's own consciousness, so that the opponent can not guess the next move, and the attack power shows several times or even dozens of times the explosive power.

The third realm is a synthesis of the first two realms, with both psychoanalytic opponents and explosive attack power in the unconscious state, but the third realm ink evil has not yet reached this point, because his physical body and combat experience are not enough to support him to do so, and the requirements for the mind are very high.

Knort! Knort!

The spikes on the iron tree were like sharp swords, shooting out at a very fast speed, and at the same time, the next batch of spikes also grew out on the iron tree at this time, and for a while, the center of the iron tree group was like a rain of spikes, pervasive, ubiquitous, so that the ink evil had to make a defensive posture, which gave the little green emperor a temporary respite.

Corpse incense konjac!

Emperor Xiaoqing looked at the ink evil who kept dodging, a cruel smile crossed the corner of his mouth, he was half-kneeling on the ground, his hands fell gently, and a few slender fingers touched the ground, turning into a puddle of translucent liquid and fusing into the ground.

Rumble!

There was a dull thud from the earth, and then a huge bulge bulged from the ground, and in the center of the bulge a patch of purple petals stretched out very humanely, and a touch of lilac smoke gradually spread from the strange flower.

"Huh?"

An extremely uneasy feeling suddenly welled up in Mo Xie's heart, he dodged the spikes while looking around for the source of the sense of crisis, and then at a glance he saw the little Qingdi standing outside the iron tree, and at this time he was wrapped in a pale yellow film.

A giant flower spewing purple smoke appeared beside him.

"Something is wrong with this flower!"

Although Mo Xie didn't know what the specific effect of this giant flower was, he could tell from the sneer on the face of the Little Green Emperor that it should be a very dangerous thing.

Kill!

Mo Xie didn't even think about it, and directly condensed countless blood-red spears in his hand, and when he cut off a few spikes, he suddenly swung it, and countless spears disappeared in place in an instant, directly bombarding the flower bones of the corpse incense konjac.

Peng!

The corpse incense konjac was bombarded by the killing spear, and a large number of petals fell to the ground, and then in the face of the ink evil iron blue, it quickly took root and grew into another corpse incense konjac in a short period of time, and the speed of the spread of purple smoke doubled again.

"It even has the ability to split and regenerate at high speed!"

Ink Evil's eyelids jumped, but everything with the effect of super-speed regeneration has one thing in common, that is, if you can't kill him with one blow, he will recover in an instant, and the most difficult thing is the ability to split and super-speed regeneration, which can almost be said to be immortal.

"You must not touch this smoke. ”

"But how do you get rid of these flowers?"

"And these spike-shooting iron trees are a nuisance. ”

Mo Xie's figure at this moment has been completely trapped in the iron tree group, the growth speed of these iron tree spikes is very fast, after being shrouded in the smoke of corpse incense konjac, the growth speed of these iron trees has also doubled.

Even the ink evil began to gradually become unbearable.

"All of the little Qingdi's supernatural powers are released through the fusion of his own spiritual power and the vitality of the earth. ”

"Normal attacks and other psychic attacks are not effective at all. ”

"Only the earth's evil energy, which is the same as the vitality of the earth, can fundamentally remove these plants, but if these plants are not eradicated, their overall number will probably double. ”

The ink evil understands this truth, and the little green emperor also understands that he is gambling, and gambling that the evil spirit of the earth of the ink evil is not enough to destroy his magical powers.

"Kill the Knife Six!"

The ink evil roared, his whole body was covered with a large amount of extreme killing power, and he carried the swinging spikes, almost every spike attack would make the ink evil consume a lot of spiritual power, and even the speed of extreme recovery could not keep up with the speed he consumed.

That is to say, the ink evil can use spiritual power to defend his physical body so willfully, if he changes to others, he is afraid that after resisting two or three roots, he will have to return to the west.

The blade pressed against the ground, pulling out a large amount of earth evil qi, and although it seemed like there were a lot of them, it still couldn't match the number of these plants.

The amount of earth evil qi that can be drawn out, this is not something that the ink evil can control, it is based on his realm, and he can pull out as much earth evil qi as he can resist, and the earth evil qi is not so easy to touch, which is full of danger.

Long-term exposure to the evil qi of the earth will cause a large number of demons to be derived from the monks, and both cultivation and breakthroughs will bury great hidden dangers.

"Extreme Realm!

When his life was at stake, Mo Xie never hesitated, he knew that his realm at the peak of Qi cultivation could not pull much earth evil qi, so he used the extreme realm as the foundation and replaced the original realm.

Rumble!

The earth trembled suddenly, and then a crack appeared from the ground, which was like a volcanic eruption, gushing out a huge amount of earth evil qi, and the quality was extremely high, if the earth evil qi drawn out before the ink evil was "1", then the current earth evil qi is "8" The gap between the two is very obvious, and the power also has a gap like heaven and earth.

"It can't be!"

When Emperor Xiaoqing saw the evil aura of the earth in the crack of the ground, his face suddenly turned pale, he trembled all over, and a touch of determination suddenly crossed his eyes, he knew that if he waited, then there was only one way to die.

Flowers on the other side!

The Little Green Emperor suddenly cut off one of his arms, and at the same time gouged out one of his eyeballs, and then placed the two on the ground at a rapid speed, and the remaining hand lightly touched the ground, and the thick wood spirit power suddenly penetrated into the ground and his own limbs.

Peng!

The ground trembled again, and this time, the trembling amplitude was unusually huge, as if some terrifying being living underground had crawled out, and even the earth evil qi had a brief pause at this moment.

Crash!

The corpse-scented konjac on the ground was swaying, the iron trees were jubilant, and all the plants around seemed to be welcoming their own king.

On the other side, Zhou Chong, who had already moved away from the battlefield, looked at the battle place between Mo Xie and Xiaoqing Emperor with a shocked expression, it was the first time he had seen a battle in this kind of scene.

"Are they really foundational monks?"

Zhou Chong, who was at the peak of the early stage of foundation building, looked at the two of them and had deep doubts in his heart, as a monk in the foundation building period, why would Mao be so weak?

Not to mention the big move, even if the two of them have a random magic move, he may not be able to catch it.

"Shall I run away?"

"At this time, that madman doesn't seem to be in the mood to care about me..."

At this moment, he suddenly turned his attention to himself, and he crouched on the ground, holding a red, blinding rope in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

Rumble!

At this time, the smoke suddenly splashed around the little green emperor, and a strange plant came out of the ground, its rhizome was very small, and the flower bones were huge and amazing, and a demonic eyeball hung in the center of the flower, constantly spinning, and finally condensed into the body of the ink evil.