The fire burned the hole, and suddenly the trace of yin and tide was burned to the ashes, and the fire shadow rushed to the roots, as if it were destroying the foundation of a large root.

It seemed to feel Yang Lin's absoluteness, and as if in order to completely dispel Yang Lin's gradually expanding confidence, many pointed flower roots poked out from around the mud wall at some point, like a bead net, and between breaths, they were woven into a root net to block the road ahead.

The hole in the net is not big, and it is impossible for one person to drill through it, but what is terrifying is that the flower root on the net actually grows a spike-like flower tip forward, and Qi Zhi is aimed at Yang Lin, who is arson.

Before Yang Lin approached, the flower root weaving net had moved forward slowly, and the sharp buds came out, dancing almost as if they were eager to drink blood, even if Yang Lin didn't pounce over, the most pointed of these trees would eventually stab Yang Lin's body.

An almost ghostly scream came from the broken flower root that Yang Lin first touched, Yang Lin, who was blazing all over his body, had no fear at all, his arms stretched out, his ten fingers straightened, and the ten thunder knives were forced straight out of his body, like a meat grinder, cutting off the flower roots that blocked the way forward.

The thunder shook, and the flower roots that were blocking the front were immediately cut off a lot, and a spit out of the dark green liquid spurted out from the broken places of those flower roots, and some splashed on Yang Lin's body, making a snorting sound.

Moments later, however, the fire intensified, and the area where the sap had been splashed was instantly covered in flames and incinerated.

The fire shadow shook, the thunder roared, and for a while, Yang Lin was like a firework rushing out of the ground to kill the god, rushing into the flower roots with complex branches, wielding the thunder knife to his heart's content, bursting with blazing fire, and the mana seemed to be endless.

The fragrance of flowers swept through the mouth of the mud prison cave, and the short and old figure of the Dao opened his eyes and looked inward, followed by Niu Ying and several other Heavenly Snail Clansmen in the late stage of the transformation of gods.

"This Yang Lin is a good means, at first I thought he was whimsical, just by virtue of the blazing fire and wanted to leave here, but I don't want to hide the back hand, you can use the thunder light knife to fight the enemy, it seems that the spiritual root of his body is more than the number of the five elements. Niu Ran said with a sigh beside him.

"Most of the people who cultivate are insidious and cunning, although there are many people who are brave and ruthless, but there are not many who don't give up in such a desperate situation, but I don't know how long he can last if he consumes so much mana.

The blazing cloth body can hold on for a long time, but the thunder knife hurts the enemy but it is extremely mana-intensive, and it is estimated that it will not be long before he will run out of mana and be sucked by Kao, which is a pity for such a talent. Another old man said calmly, although there was an aura of a superior person, but because of his figure, he looked a little obscene.

"What kind of talent, the strength of the city of no return is greatly damaged now, the city lords are kneeling outside the city to apologize, if it weren't for those strong people supporting Yang Lin, they would have been wiped out by those supporters of Jiang Cheng a long time ago. Niu Ying said hatefully on the side.

"If you hadn't gone your own way, and traveled out of the Southern Wilderness to move the dust heart, how could it lead to many disasters today, don't forget that the golden wire scissors are still in the hands of that kid, if you are in a hurry, that kid used the golden wire scissors, this flower root may not dare to block the future. There was anger in the old man's tone, but there was pity in his heart to blame the cow shadow beside him.

"Even if it is a fight to the death, I will also kill this Yang Lin here, if he hadn't provoked trouble in the city of no return, Kong Yi would not have died in vain. Niu Ying said a little stubbornly.

"Nonsense, come on, take Niu Ying away first, so as not to come here nonsense!" The old man seemed to be angry at Niu Ying's approach, but there was nothing he could do, so he had to call someone to take Niu Ying away from here.

The sound outside the mud prison naturally did not reach the ears of Yang Lin, who was in the corridor, and the tearing in the cave has been continuing, fortunately, Yang Lin has already had the intention of breaking through, and the mana in his body is enough to last for a long time, but even so, Yang Lin is gradually tired.

The golden wire scissors that were recovered from Jiang Xian at the beginning, Yang Lin has only put them away, but he has not dropped blood to recognize the master, and at this time he was entangled by the soul protection flower root, and he did not stimulate it to deal with it, otherwise he could directly resolve the urgent need in front of him.

As the roots of the flower had just been cut off and spewed out dark green sap, a new bud reborn from its roots, coiling like a snake and stretching out again, as if it would never perish.

The silver light thundered, and the ten-fingered thunder knife frantically harvested the broken branches of the flower roots, but it was still not as fast as the rebirth of those flower roots, and the pace did not advance a few steps, and even the extreme wall formed by the flower roots was not cut.

Inadvertently, a flower root suddenly broke out from the mud wall behind Yang Lin, suddenly passed through Yang Lin's blazing fire all over his body, and stabbed into Yang Lin's body fiercely.

A strange squeak sounded from the flower root that pierced Yang Lin's body, and Yang Lin shook rapidly, the flower root had broken away from Yang Lin's body, sticking to the blazing fire and burning until it burned to the edge of the mud wall.

As if given some guidance, the mud walls around them opened at the same time, and the branches of the trees swarmed in, stabbing into the blazing fire, stabbing the already tired body.

If it weren't for Yang Lin's physical body being improved by the essence blood of the two divine beasts of Xuanwu and Phoenix, although the flower roots pierced into the body, they did not cause much damage, but even so, dozens of flower roots pierced the body at the same time, but it also greatly affected the speed of Yang Lin's activation of the thunder knife.

At the beginning, a few flower roots were burned off the rhizomes and retreated to the mud wall, but more and more flower roots were grinding the mana in Yang Lin's body more and more empty, and in less than a cup of tea, the original strong flame was no longer as strong as it was at the beginning, and it felt like it was gradually extinguished.

Even a few thick roots and branches coiled Yang Lin up at the same time, and he fell to the ground horizontally, and the tips of the trees were erected high, like a forest of guns, and there was a lot of ruthlessness that pierced Yang Lin.

The essence in the body slowly flowed out with the roots of the flowers that had just pierced into the body, and Yang Lin lay exhausted on the wet and muddy ground, but there was a calm look in his eyes.

The last finger of the thunder knife cut off the flower root that wanted to stab from the top of the head, and then extinguished it out of thin air, and the severed flower root was thrown into the distance with the power of the knife, and a drop of dark green liquid splashed out, which immediately filled Yang Lin's face.

Feeling the itching coming from under the dark green liquid covering his face, Yang Lin immediately understood that the liquid was also hidden poisonous, but he didn't know what special effects it had, but there was no need to worry, for Yang Lin, who was highly toxic, these dark green liquids were just to increase the power of the toxins in his body out of thin air.

Feeling that his face was sticky and a little uncomfortable, Yang Lin tried his best to break through the restraints on his right hand, which had not been too tightly wrapped by the flower roots, and wiped his palm inwards on his face in the hope of wiping off the thick layer of oily sap on his face.

When the palm touched the center of Yang Lin's eyebrows, suddenly a green light spread out from the part that was in contact, and where the green light passed, all the flower roots retreated, as if the slave had met his master, trembling and retreating into the mud wall.

Feeling a lightness in his body, Yang Lin was surprised, his eyes fell on the palm of his right hand, and he saw that the green leaf given by the fairy root was emitting a faint green light, moisturizing Yang Lin's seriously injured body.

It was originally a sleeping green leaf, which was originally used by the immortal root to borrow Yang Lin's cultivation and restore injuries, unless Yang Lin was politely stimulated, it rarely started on its own.

Today, Yang Lin was besieged by all the flower roots, and how could he have time to urge the green leaves to heal himself, the most important thing was that Yang Lin had never thought that the statement of racial spiritual pressure was also applicable to the wood spirit race.

The immortal root is a thing in the fairy world, and the level is not known how much higher than the special purpose flower of the soul protection flower, as soon as the immortal spirit qi came out, the surrounding soul protection flower roots were suddenly frightened away.

Just like when the immortal root was born in the Yangfu Manor of Dongshun Kingdom, the Ying dragon was entangled and almost sucked to death, and these soul protection flower roots were also afraid of angering the green leaves of this immortal root, and they were sucked out of vitality.

The green light spread out and suddenly gathered into a ball, pouring in from the watermark of the leaf that had just been printed on Yang Lin's eyebrows, enveloping Yang Lin, and Yang Lin suddenly felt a kind of comfort like a spring breeze, and couldn't help but moan.

Outside the Mud Prison Cave, a group of Heavenly Snail Clansmen were watching everything that happened in the prison at this time, although they thought of Yang Lin using gold wire scissors to cut off the Soul Protector Flower Root to get out of trouble, but they didn't expect that Yang Lin had another heavy treasure on his body, and he could actually scare the Soul Protector Flower Root back.

At this time, there was no soul protection flower root in the corridor in the prison, as if it was as calm as at the beginning, Yang Lin sat firmly on the muddy floor of the corridor like an old monk and recovered his mana.

"Patriarch, do you want me to go in and talk to that Yang Lin, those flower roots just now just killed a singing snake, and the Gu Eagle brothers have not been injured, after a while, Yang Lin recovered his mana and summoned those two brothers, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for us clansmen to resist its edge." Niu Ran bowed down and reminded softly.

"Without the barrier of the soul protection flower root, our clan is indeed not the opponent of the strong man led by Yang Lin, but I have received the news of the Qingyun Holy Maiden just now, as long as Yang Lin is entrusted for another hour, the Holy Maiden will rush back to Tianniu Mountain, and when the Holy Maiden is there, this Yang Lin will not set off any more winds. ”

As the patriarch of the Tiansnail Clan, Niu Lu had a premonition that today's events might change when Yang Lin was pressing, so he contacted the Holy Maiden early, and the Holy Maiden happened to be near Tianniu Mountain.

The muddy smell of the wet tide poured into his nose, there was a bitter taste, and he regained some strength slightly, Yang Lin hurriedly opened his eyes, his body staggered to his feet, and walked towards the entrance of the prison cave with a slightly staggering step.

When he saw that there was only one Niu Ran left at the entrance of the cave, who was always staring at him, Yang Lin's heart was secretly moving, could it be that this old man was going to do something weird.

The Soul Protector Flower Array was not closed, Niu Ran would not rush into the mud prison stupidly, Niu Lu had already taken other heavenly snail guards to hide in the dark, and it was convenient to speak at the entrance of the cave.