Hearing the sound of jingling, Qin Feng quietly activated a golden light shield spirit rune, firmly protecting his whole body in it.

Ye Tianheng immediately understood what was wrong when he saw the strange appearance of the little tree, and with a finger from afar, the ink-colored jade ruler in mid-air turned into an ink light and smashed towards the small tree.

As soon as the "whoosh" ink ruler smashed into the small tree, hundreds of metallic leaves swarmed towards the three of them.

Seeing this, Qin Feng frantically injected the mana in the Danhai into the golden light mask as if he didn't want money, and as soon as the golden light mask was broken, he was not far from death.

Ye Tianheng saw such a mighty attack, and couldn't help but change color a little, and pointed at the ink ruler with one hand, and the ink ruler suddenly swelled wildly, and in a blink of an eye, it swelled to the size of the door panel, protecting him and the man in the cloak.

The sound of metal grinding was constantly sounded, and the metal blades made a loud noise with the door panel formed by the golden light mask and ink ruler.

After a breath, the crackling sound finally stopped, but the dryad slowly thickened and moved quickly towards the three of them.

A strange scene appeared.

The dryads had now swollen from the thickness of their arms to the thickness of their faces, and an angry fuzzy human face appeared on the trunk, glaring at them viciously.

Suddenly, when the angry face looked at Qin Feng, it suddenly became gritted its teeth, and a thigh-thick vine rose from the ground and quickly stabbed Qin Feng's heart.

Seeing that a big hole was about to be poked out of his chest, Qin Feng couldn't care about exposing the storage bag anymore, and immediately took out two white-bladed talismans from the storage bag, and at the same time stimulated to shoot towards the thick vines.

"Whoosh, whoosh" The two half-foot-long white blades exuded a sharp aura, with bursts of whistling sounds, and greeted the vines like lightning.

With a "snort", the thick vine broke in response, and a dark green juice flowed out from the center of the vine, exuding a strange fragrance.

The tree spirit that was cut off by Qin Feng showed an extremely painful expression on his blurred face, as if his hands and feet had been cut off.

Ye Tianheng on the other side finally came back to his senses, and his fingers pointed at the ink ruler and smashed it towards the trunk of the tree spirit.

At the same time, the man in the cloak suddenly jumped into the air, holding an iron pestle, and smashed it down with a thunderous glare.

The tree spirit attacked several times at the same time, and all the branches gathered in the middle, arranged into a square mysterious pattern the size of a square and a zhang, emitting a glowing green treasure.

There was a slight tremor of "hum", and the mysterious pattern arranged by the branches was shattered by the ink ruler and the iron pestle.

However, the speed of the two things has been greatly reduced, and it cannot cause any effective damage at all.

The next moment, something happened that made Ye Tianheng's heart tense and his throat dry.

As soon as the speed of the ink ruler and the iron pestle slowed down, a few vines quickly sprang up on the ground, directly wrapping and wrapping the two things tightly.

After the two objects were wrapped in an entanglement, the man in the cloak held the handle of the iron pestle and pulled it out with a roar in his mouth.

Ye Tianheng's face turned pale, he quickly chanted a mantra in his mouth, and pinched his hands like wheels, and at the same time, the ink ruler gradually shrank, and a layer of strange black flames appeared on the surface, and began to burn thick vines.

As soon as Qin Feng saw that Ye Tianheng and the tree spirit were in a stalemate, he immediately blessed the light body technique and ran out of the cave.

"Stinky boy, leave the storage bag behind, or you're going to die a bad death. The next moment Qin Feng ran away, Ye Tianheng's hysterical scolding came from behind him.

Qin Feng naturally scoffed at this, but ran a little faster.

"Whew, whew. Although he only ran at the top speed of a few breaths, he still felt a little unbearable, and his chest rose and fell violently.

After a while, Qin Feng had already appeared outside the cave, and the sound of violent fighting continued to be heard from inside.

According to his estimates, the strength of the tree spirit is much stronger than Ye Tianheng, but Ye Tianheng joins forces with the man in the cloak, and it is not surprising that the tree spirit can only wait for death.

All he had to do now was sneak into the deepest part of the cave and unknowingly lay out the Phantom Array.

After the tree spirit was destroyed, he immediately opened the Phantom Array and the Swift Array, and the two formations worked together to kill Ye Tianheng inside.

After a cup of tea, Qin Feng's eyes rolled, his hands pinched the recipe and said something in his mouth, and his figure gradually disappeared.

After the concealment technique was fully cast, from the outside, his figure had disappeared and became completely transparent.

Qin Feng looked at himself with satisfaction, holding two spirit runes in his hands, and slowly dived towards the depths of the cave with a movement under his feet.

Upon entering the cave, the light immediately dimmed, and the sound of the fight suddenly became clear.

After a while, he finally walked halfway through the cave, where the battle was in full swing at the moment, and for a moment no one even scanned the surrounding situation.

The seven or eight vines of the tree spirit were like octopus claws, attacking Ye Tianheng with teeth and claws, and several dark green leaves were shot down from the branches from time to time.

Ye Tianheng was not ambiguous, the surface of the two-foot-long ink ruler was covered with a layer of black light, constantly bypassing the obstruction of the vines and smashing towards the trunk of the tree spirit.

The cloak of the man in the cloak had long since disappeared, revealing a puffy face and dull eyes, it was Chen Tianqiao.

At this moment, Chen Tianqiao was holding an iron pestle, standing in front of Ye Tianheng, dancing the iron pestle in his hand and smashing it towards the oncoming vines.

Qin Feng was well aware of the strength and tenacity of the vine, but every time the vine was hit by an iron pestle, it would immediately fly back upside down, and even flow out thick green juice.

Chen Tianqiao has been made into a refining corpse, which is undoubtedly certain, but I didn't expect this refining corpse to be infinitely powerful, just like the legendary body refiner.

Qin Feng almost immediately decided that after killing Ye Tianheng, he must get his hands on the method of refining painting.

Ye Tianheng, whose face was pale, had his nose crooked at the moment, not only the corpses of the Lei brothers, but also the beginner tree spirit who was able to carry two Qi Cultivation Realm cultivators.

On the surface, it is difficult for him to ride a tiger, but deep down he has a trace of expectation.

This tree spirit is so powerful, if you kill it, even if you don't have the corpses of the Lei brothers, you should be able to get something good.

At the same time, he also hoped that Qin Feng would not die, and when he went out to catch him, he would burn his body into ashes with black flames, and then scatter his soul and lose his qualification to enter reincarnation, so as to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

Gradually, the aura of the tree spirit became weaker, and there were originally more than ten thick vines, but now there were only six or seven left, and the speed of dancing slowed down.

When he came in, Ye Tianheng was full of anger, but now his face was sickly pale, and from time to time he took out a red pill from the storage bag and continued to fight.

Even though Chen Tianqiao made the iron pestle dance impermeable, after all, there were seven or eight vines, and under the vines dancing together, Chen Tianqiao's shoulders and back had already appeared blood grooves, and the speed of wielding the iron pestle was also a little slower.

Feeling that the aftermath of the battle had subsided, Qin Feng's body moved, quietly bypassed the war zone, and dived towards the back of the cave.

After a cup of tea, Qin Feng finally cautiously dived to the deepest part of the cave, looking at the mess on the ground with emotion.

It was here that he had encountered the Dryads, and had been forced to abandon the Blade and flee.

If it weren't for the deterrence of the blood tarantula, he would have made the treant's fertilizer by now.

But now is not the time to get emotional.

The next moment, Qin Feng probed his divine thoughts into the ground, sensed it, and found that the previous Rapid Array was intact.

Then, for fear of being noticed by the people outside, he used his hands to lift up the stones one by one and hide the Phantom Array in it.

After a long time, he finally arranged the Phantom Array and the Swift Array in one place in a quiet manner, and then walked towards the battle group.

Performing the Concealment Technique, he looked at the battle in the distance and was greatly surprised.

Seven or eight earthy yellow vines of the tree spirit had turned dark green, and the thick vines were like whips, overwhelmingly pumping towards Ye Tianheng.

Ye Tianheng's hair was disheveled and disheveled, he gritted his teeth and commanded the ink ruler to constantly attack the vines, and Chen Tianqiao struggled to dance the iron pestle in his hand, but his body trembled inadvertently, and he could fall down at any time.

When Qin Feng saw the tree spirit's blurred face showing a murderous color, and a blood-red piece of wood appeared at the location of the tree trunk, he immediately understood.

The tree spirit was forced to be in a hurry, and did not hesitate to use the power of the blood soul wood to kill Ye Tianheng.

Ye Tianheng knew that he was invincible and still had to entangle, obviously knowing some clues about the Blood Soul Wood, so he continued to fight.

After a while, Ye Tianheng became less and less supportive, and the ink light on the ink ruler was only a thin layer, powerlessly blocking the attack of the vines.

One of Chen Tianqiao's arms was gone, and there was a blood hole the size of a bowl in his chest, if he were a normal person, he would have died long ago. But at the moment, he still insists on fighting, but the iron pestle he dances is simply full of flaws.

Ye Tianheng saw that he was about to be defeated, and while commanding the ink ruler to resist the enemy, his expression was cloudy and uncertain, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, a resolute flash flashed in Ye Tianheng's eyes, and he took out a purple spirit rune from the storage bag, the surface of the spirit rune exuded a glowing purple light, and the grade was not low.

Ye Tianheng looked at the purple spirit rune in his hand, his eyes were full of reluctance, but after glancing at the tree spirit that was approaching step by step, he still made up his mind to stimulate it.

Suddenly, Qin Feng, who was standing in the distance, felt a terrifying spiritual pressure coming out of the spirit rune in Ye Tianheng's palm.

"Wear gold charms. When he saw the specific appearance of the spirit rune, Qin Feng suddenly became stunned and extremely frightened.

This gold-piercing talisman is a first-level high-level spirit rune, which contains the full force of the Qi Refining Realm cultivator's blow, and the tree spirit will definitely die if this blow is blown. However, to activate this high-level spirit rune, it requires a certain amount of mana as support.

As the spirit rune in Ye Tianheng's hand exuded earth-shattering spiritual pressure, the tree spirit also became flustered, and the faces on the tree trunk were full of panic, making the vines dance even more crazy.

Chen Tianqiao, who had only one arm left, filled his mouth with an elixir that exuded a bloody aura, and his aura also rose a few points.

After swallowing the pill, Chen Tianqiao was desperate, but he could barely withstand the attack of the vines.

There was a crisp "poof", and a fist-sized purple light came out of Chen Tianqiao's palm, teleporting to hit the tree spirit's face.

Suddenly, the position of the dryad's face was ablaze, and the vine-like dance began like a mad demon, and the face of the human face let out a scalp-tingling scream.

In just half a breath, the position of the dryad's face had disappeared, and the vines flying in the sky also fell, rapidly shrinking.

Ye Tianheng listened to the screams of the tree spirit, not only did he not feel the slightest discomfort, but he became very excited, but immediately his nostrils unconsciously left two wisps of blood.

Ye Tianheng, who felt the abnormality, couldn't care about looking for the Blood Soul Wood anymore, and immediately sat down in the same place, took out an elixir from the storage bag and put it in his mouth, and began to heal.

Chen Tianqiao, who had been concocted into a corpse, stood beside Ye Tianheng with a dull face to protect his Dharma, and the aura exuded from his body was also depressed to the extreme.

"Whoosh", just as Ye Tianheng was healing, suddenly a half-foot-long white blade burst out and shot towards his face.