Although the three of them walked slowly and deliberately waited for Wang Lin, they were about to reach the river.

Wuyan walked in front and didn't speak. The red clouds on Long Xian's face had not dissipated, and he looked like he was not giving up, not knowing what he was thinking. Hu Ming looked indifferent, wrapped in a black shirt, only Wang Lin was cheerful when he was talking, and most of them were like a stone at other times, extremely indifferent.

Suddenly, plain clothes and faceless people who were walking in front stopped.

"Master, what's wrong?" Long Xian's mind was unsteady and he almost bumped into it.

Wuyan didn't speak, turned around and frowned and closed his eyes gently, after two or three breaths, Wuyan suddenly opened his eyes and said in shock: "Blood vine!"

Hu Ming and Long Xian were taken aback by Shameless's appearance, since they had joined Wang Lin and Shameless Gang voluntarily or forcefully, they had never seen a shocked look on Shameless' face. In their impression, Wuyan has always been a confident and calm look.

Just when Long Xian and Hu Ming were still wondering why Wuyan was shocked, Wuyan kicked his legs and suddenly flew into the air and galloped away from the place where he came.

Back under the big tree, Wang Lin gasped and stared at the wooden vine hanging above him, and even the action of knotting the trouser belt slowed down silently.

Wang Lin calmed down and moved a little to the left, but the rattan suspended in the air also moved to the left, and he moved slightly to the right, but the rattan continued to move to the right, as if it always maintained the appearance of looking at Wang Lin, although it had no head and no eyes.

The autumn wind, with a hint of coolness, kept going back and forth between heaven and earth, but there were beads of sweat on Wang Lin's body that quickly condensed, as if he was in an erupting crater.

Wang Lin swallowed his saliva and took a small step back. The cane as brown as the tree on its head quickly lifted upward, and sharp thorns on its body burst out, ready to attack.

Seeing this, Wang Lin didn't care about thinking, and immediately jumped backwards in place like a cat, and with a bang, the rattan head hit the ground, and a fist-sized hole formed in an instant.

The rattan was immediately lifted up again and pierced towards Wang Lin, Wang Lin didn't dare to look back, but he also rolled away to the left between the lightning and flint.

However, Wang Lin underestimated how long the rattan extended from the canopy was, and just as he rolled to the left, before he could stand up, he was captured by the rattan in an instant.

The rattan with a thick arm wrapped around his body several times, and the thorns at intervals of several inches above the rattan pierced into his body little by little, and while being entangled, the rattan was withdrawn back to the canopy, and Wang Lin's body was also lifted higher and higher.

At the moment when I didn't know how many sharp vine thorns pierced my body, Wang Lin finally screamed out, and forgot to call for help because of nervousness and concentration.

Wang Lin's scream spread quickly like a gust of wind, making the faceless look who was already flying towards him in the air even more anxious. It also made the two of Long Xian and Hu Ming, who were in confusion, sober up all of a sudden.

"Brother Lin is in danger!" Long Xian said with a pale face, and then ran towards the place where he came, wishing that he could fly like a faceless.

Hu Ming also instantly looked anxious, and he also ran back, and then he consciously thought: "The great monk can actually walk in the air, at least at the level of immortals, maybe even higher, no wonder no spirit dares to stir up trouble along the way." The highest combat power of this wasteland is also at the level of immortals......"

Wang Lin was pulled higher and higher, and the stinging pain in his body made his gums red. The pain made him feel more acute, and the rattan thorns that pierced his body were like large blood drawers that quickly drew blood from his whole body, and made him confused for a while.

As he approached the canopy, he could see that the entire canopy was surrounded by the same wooden vine coiled and entwined like a net between the branches of the treetop. Because the rattan absorbed Wang Lin's blood, the blood-colored thin lines inside were faintly visible. And on these hanging or trembling rattans hung a withered corpse, both human-shaped and beast-like.

This situation made Wang Lin, who was confused, come back to his senses again, his eyes were full of fear, he looked in the direction where Wuyan and the others left, hoping that Wuyan could come back to save him.

Just like the first dawn after a long night descended on the earth, while Wang Lin looked in the direction of Wuyan and the others' departure, Wuyan's anxious gaze also shot into Wang Lin's eyes.

In an instant, Wang Lin's eyes moistened, then his head tilted, and he finally lost consciousness.

After Wang Lin fell into a coma, he rushed to the bottom of the canopy without a face. Before the people arrived, the angry and majestic voice came first: "Demon, die!"

Before the words fell, seven or eight golden rays of light snaked like golden electric snakes and slashed at the canopy from all directions. The place where Wang Lin was wrapped was first cut, and Wang Lin, who lost consciousness, fell in free fall.

Then the remaining light cut into the center of the canopy, and in an instant, there seemed to be a light source in the canopy, and countless rays of light collided with it and then shot outward. It's just that at this time, the light is no longer aggressive, it is no different from an ordinary ray of sunlight.

An indescribable scream rang out from the middle of the canopy, spreading outward. Then there was a violent noise in the canopy, and the whole canopy shook, and blood dripped down from the canopy, vines and vines fell, and there were dry corpses of different kinds that fell downward, breaking into several pieces on the ground. It was as if the tree itself had grown into a sperm and struggled in pain, and after a while it fell silent, but from time to time it still trembled, and the dried corpses fell from time to time.

When Wang Lin fell, Wuyan didn't have time to fly below him, so he saw Wuyan's right hand pointing at Wang Lin, who was falling, and a soft light wrapped Wang Lin, and then stopped falling and slowly drifted towards Wuyan.

Wuyan stretched out his hands and gently hugged Wang Lin, his eyes revealing deep concern. Then they slowly fell, and when they reached the ground, Wuyan put Wang Lin on the ground, squatted down and counted on him, hanging Wang Lin's gradually weak breathing.

"How is it?" Although Hu Ming set off behind the dragon immortal, he rushed to the big tree first.

Wuyan frowned and said: "I didn't expect there to be a blood vine here, this thing is the best at camouflage, I didn't pay attention to let it hide before, and almost killed Xiaolin." ”

"Blood vine?" said Hu Ming softly. A hint of greed and vigilance flashed in his eyes, but it quickly dissipated.

"Brother Lin......! Master, what's wrong with him?" the dragon immortal finally rushed back at the last moment, panting and asking.

"Fortunately, there is no danger to his life, although it is a dangerous experience for him, it is also a great creation. Shameless's expression softened slightly.