Chapter 215: Suffering from It

There seems to be something wrong with my cervical spine...... The monk carefully shook his head, twisted his neck, and then took a small bottle from his bosom with extraordinary care.

Bobo hung on the tree, carefully watching the practitioner's every move. This monk's reaction seemed to be a little different from the cultivators he had fought before...... What's in that bottle? Is it some kind of elixir that improves cultivation?

The practitioner held up a finger and poked a few holes in the trunk of the tree with a "poof, poof", and then he opened the cap of the bottle and chanted a strange incantation. I saw a purple liquid fly out of the bottle and pour it into the trunk of the tree through several holes......

Bobo sensitively realized that the tree he was living in was about to suffer. And once this tree suffers, his situation will definitely deteriorate......

But even it didn't expect the process to be so fast—after the purple liquid poured into the trunk, a few wisps of white smoke came out of several holes, and then the trunk began to turn white with the hole as the center. And then...... This process accelerates suddenly, and almost instantly, the whole tree withers, withers, turns white, and finally disintegrates, collapses, and collapses like an ant's nest in a flood......

Bobo suddenly fell down with the tree, losing support under his feet, and it was impossible to jump and jump. Just as it was about to use its flying skills to turn things around, the rope in the monk's sleeve flew over and wrapped firmly around its claws.

"Hahaha, little queen. The monk pulled Bobo to his side and grabbed it with the other paw. "Turning back to the journal mud Zhen escape...... Whoa. ”

Bobo shook off the rope wrapped around his claws as he fled, and the monk sat on the ground with his bloody hands in his hands.

The monk was furious. He raised his hand and clenched his fist, pointing at the fleeing Bobo.

Bobo turned his head to pay attention to the enemy's next move as he fled, and when he saw the monk raise his hand, he naturally understood that the other party was about to cast a spell. However, it couldn't tell what kind of spell it was about to cast from the other party's actions and the operation of the true qi on its body.

Is it just a bluff?

The monk uttered a spell aloud, and a ring in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and then spat out a fiery red ball of light. Bobo was defensive, and flashed, but the speed of the light-based spells was too fast, and the ball of light swept past its back, plowing a deep fur in its proud smooth fur.

Damn, it's broken! Even if you find the "Wood Monkey", there is no success rate.

Bobo was angry and frightened, and swept across a ridge like the wind. The monk then pursued, but Bobo was nowhere to be seen.

It's over!The monk slapped his head in frustration: the monkey must have run back to the base to report the news. In this case, it is undoubtedly to send death if you go there to reconnoitre, but if you don't go, you can't do it...... What can I do?

Before the monk could figure out a good response, a stone behind him suddenly flew up and slammed into the crook of his leg. Caught off guard, the monk was smashed to his knees and rolled down the steep hill for more than ten meters, finally stopping in a nest of thorny bushes.

As long as you don't run, it's easy to do...... The thorn-covered monk was glad to get rid of the thorns. He looked up at a ring with a small screen on his finger, quickly pinpointed Bobo's position, and then yelled at Bobo.

It was indeed a bit of a surprise that the monk was able to discover his hiding place so quickly. But there was nothing to be afraid of, it was very much in line with the monk's thoughts: as long as you dare to chase it, you can do it! Seeing the monk chasing after him, he jumped high and threw himself at him, Bobo put on a running stance. As soon as the monk raised his hand, the large net hidden in the cuff shot out like a cloud of black smoke again. Bobo suddenly turned, and instead jumped under the monk......

"Whew......" "Oh, ah, ah, ah......"

Originally, Bobo jumped under the monk and it was a dangerous move. The monk was in mid-air, his body had already twisted, and a powerful stun spell was ready, and it would be sent out as soon as he landed on the ground. To say that the monk's response was very correct, especially the posture of turning in the air to launch an attack was extremely chic. But unfortunately, when he landed, the flat and upright bluestone slab that he saw suddenly gave way to the side, and the monk stepped into a soft dirt pit, and suddenly a dog pounced on the ground and almost broke his own foot. Then, a large amount of rubble fell from the sky, smashing the monk who failed to open the talisman in time, unable to raise his head and open his eyes. Having finally survived the gravel attack, the monk looked up, and before he could see where Bobo was, his own large net suddenly flew up again, covering him all at once.

"Shet. ”

The monk scolded angrily. He instinctively wanted to put the net away, but halfway through it he remembered that he was still in the net, so he had to release the net again, and slowly untie the entangled net with his hands. This process is quite difficult, because his opponent is a tactical coach in the training base, and his greatest ability is to be good at grasping every flaw of the opponent and making full use of it. In the process of collecting the net, Bobo's small carrying technique did not stop, and all kinds of large and small stones attacked the monk trapped in the net from all directions, smashing the monk all over the body and in a dilemma. Finally, the monk, who had been smashed too much, screamed, and suddenly rolled down the hillside.

This idiot, why doesn't he keep opening a talisman charm?

Bewildered by the monk's unusual behavior, Bobo pursued after him, and finally found a large net hanging from a small tree on the edge of a steep ridge, and the monk was half-hanging in the air, moaning.

Seeing Bobo chasing down, the frightened monk instinctively opened the amulet charm, but the light of the amulet dimmed as soon as it rose, but a ray of light rose from the large net covering the monk, and then flowed down the thin metal wire of the monk's cuffs.

I see! Bobo suddenly realized that this net could actually absorb the qi of a cultivator. No wonder it felt very strange when it turned the net with the help of a dead branch. Fortunately, I was quick enough, if I insisted on using the handling technique to manipulate this net, then the qi on my body would not be completely sucked dry?

Seeing that the spell could not be cast, the monk screamed in despair, but still raised his hand and recited a spell to send a ball of light to Bobo. The ball of light dimmed through the mesh, and although it was still fast, it was dodged by Bobo. The ball of light burned red from the net for a moment, and then turned into white light and flowed into the monk's cuff.

"Gah. ”

Bobo yelled angrily. These little rookies, who can't play well, actually come up with such a bad trick to deal with it, it's too much. Twice just now, this kid tried to cover it with a net, in case he succeeded......

Originally, Bobo also took into account the rules set by Wu Ge for it, and didn't want to beat this cultivation rookie too hard. But this little rookie is really too blind, and now he doesn't admit defeat, and he actually sends a ball of light to it from the net. At this point, Bobo was completely enraged. Although it doesn't have many means of attack, the other party is now playing with fire and burning himself, caught in his own net, and is completely in a passive state of being beaten, and he can't even open a talisman charm. And it's so cheap, and he keeps using useless tricks to provoke others...... The whole thing is a super perfect posture of courtship! In that case, what is it polite to him? Bobo squeaked angrily, dodging the monk's useless attacks while performing a small carrying technique, and the stones and mud kept shooting towards the net. At first, the monk was able to fight back twice while holding his head to dodge, but soon gave up the idea of resisting and only curled up in the net and wailed loudly. Eventually, even the wailing could no longer be heard.