The devil kills the god

59 Vine Backlash (Still [-] words, please collect!)

"I know, and I have no other choice. The three of them have Yuanli body protection on their bodies. If I want to completely destroy them with the fire attribute Taoism, my current strength is not enough, so this Ten Thousand Teng Dao may be the best way to destroy them." Good method!" Xiao Fan nodded and said.

While they were talking, the bodies of the three people had completely shriveled up, leaving only a layer of skin like bark, and even the bones had completely become the nutrients of the vines.

The rotten energy slowly disappeared from the three of them, which also meant that the souls of the three were also plundered by the vines and completely dissipated.

After a few more breaths, the skins of the three were completely broken, turning into a pile of fly ash, which fell on the stone slabs of the tunnel.

Dissipate completely.

Nothing was left behind, and this was the final fate of these three elite disciples of the Qingyang Sect who had been shining for a while.

After absorbing the life essence of the three monks, the green vine grew denser and thicker, and there were already hundreds of vines shaking like tentacles on it.

The thick trunk of the vines seems to be affected by the decaying force, and there are patterns like poisonous insects crawling on it, and they are still growing continuously, almost filling the entire corridor!

It is said that when this kind of Taoism reaches its peak, the vines will grow tens of thousands of vines, and the power is terrifying, and water and fire are invulnerable. Even if a monk in the forming period is trapped in it, he can only wait to be completely drained alive. Terrible!

However, at this moment, the vine sucked the three monks dry, and seemed not satisfied, all the vines wriggled together and rushed towards Xiao Fan!

"Backlash!" Xiao Fan shrank his pupils and retreated again and again. He also cut off the connection between himself and the vines during this period, and raised his hand to cast several fire spells in succession. Resist the attack of Zhideng!

After the vine was burned by the flames, it withered immediately, and the vine seemed to be frightened. The whole trunk curled up, and the rest of the vines kept flapping towards the wall next to it.

"No, it has to make an exit to escape. This beast must not stay. He has most of your energy. Once you let it go, the consequences will be disastrous. One day it will devour enough monks and surpass you in strength. The first thing to do is It will come back to devour you together, and deprive you of your soul memory, thus completely replacing you!" Malaria shouted hastily.

"What? There is such a thing?" Xiao Fan gasped, he didn't expect this Taoism to be so weird and dangerous, no wonder when Zong taught him, he repeatedly told him not to use it lightly.

"There have been many such cases in the past. Some monks with insufficient cultivation base obtained this Taoism, and they used it at will without knowing the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth. In the end, they were eaten by vines and became a disaster!"

"Okay, Fire Dragon Whip, trap it for me!" Xiao Fan took a deep breath, and raised his hand to sacrifice the Fire Dragon Whip. At the same time, he tapped out with the other hand, and what he released was something he hadn't used for a long time. The wind cracked the road'!

A gust of wind whizzed out, and in this narrow passageway, it turned into a storm composed of sharp blades, overwhelmingly slashing towards the vines.

At the same time, Xiao Fan used the 'Stone Shield Road' to reinforce the stone walls of the corridor around the vines, so that no matter how much the vines were beaten, they would not be able to break through the walls and escape.

The wind-cracking road turned into countless blades, cutting off all the branches and vines of the vines, and the giant dragon of the burning fire road incinerated all the branches and vines that fell!

The vines were still struggling, still resisting, green liquid flowed from the place where the vines were cut off, like a gecko, and vines grew again, but just after they were born, they ended up being cut off again.

Repeatedly like this, although the vines are still struggling, a lot of energy has been lost in the process of replenishing the vines, the main trunk has also shrunk sharply, and the color is getting darker. It is no longer possible to distinguish those horrible brindle.

"Hehe, this method is good. There is nothing here that can make it absorb, devour, and replenish energy. It can only be consumed to death! But you should take it easy, you have already consumed a lot of physical strength when you just performed Wanteng Dao , At this time, three kinds of Taoism are released at the same time, and the body can easily be overwhelmed!" Malaria reminded.

"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion!" Xiao Fan raised his mouth, and when the vines were getting smaller and smaller and were about to return to their original size, he suddenly moved and strode forward, coming to the vines.

Sensing the approach of prey, the vines instinctively stretched out the vines to stalk Xiao Fan, but now that the power of the vines was already very weak, Xiao Fan easily raised his hand and grabbed the vines that rushed towards him. , the fingers of the other hand were close together, and a thin layer of vitality was condensed on the fingertips, like a blade, which was inserted into the trunk of the vine.

In an instant, green juice splashed everywhere, Xiao Fan's face flashed a smirk, and he shouted violently: "Lihuo Dao, the art of burning and exploding!"

Accumulating flames at one point, continuously compressing them, and finally releasing them to form a terrifying blasting force, this is the essence of Lihuo Dao.

This technique is released within the vines, making the vines completely helpless at this time.

After a muffled sound, the vines were blasted to pieces, and those fragments were swept up by the fire dragon, and they were all burned without leaving any traces.

Xiao Fan panted heavily and sat in the corridor, all the Taoist arts in the corridor had completely calmed down.

Xiao Fan also realized in this battle that his own strength was still too weak, and it was so difficult even to clean up a vine that he had made. There is no chance of winning at all.

His previous calculations now seem to be overly self-important. Once he encounters a master with superior strength, he will be unable to resist at all.

Among the monks of the same level, with Xiao Fan's strength, he can be called invincible at the same level, which is enough to sweep all the monks of the alchemy stage. After all, the amount of strength also determines the strength.

In addition, there are many kinds of stumps of ancient gods and beasts in his body, which makes him several times stronger than ordinary monks, which is also a unique advantage.

It's just a pity that although his origin power is heavy, there are advantages and disadvantages in everything, which also caused his cultivation base to be promoted slowly. It's okay to meet ordinary wall-breaking monks. An ordinary late-stage wall-breaker, he will suffer!

A magic weapon is one of the biggest means of a monk. Whether it is to save life or kill an enemy, a magic weapon has a crucial position. A good magic weapon can even greatly shorten the gap between the monks' strength and realm!

Xiao Fan has this kind of magic weapon, which is three pieces in the seven-star disk.

However, even though the current Xiao Fan's vitality has increased sharply and his lifespan has increased again, because of the constraints of his realm, he still cannot drive the three compass as he likes.

As for the heart poison crystal in his body... Except for occasionally moving it by himself, Xiao Fan can't have any contact with it at all. It seems that everything is related to the realm!

After replenishing his physical strength with a lot of crystal stones and spirit pills, Xiao Fan frowned and stood up.

"What's the matter? Do you feel that you are still too weak?" Malaria saw Xiao Fan's thoughts.

"That's right, it's really too weak!" Xiao Fan nodded and said, "My enemies must be increasing their strength all the time, and if I want to kill these enemies one by one, with the current slow speed Improving strength is not enough! Since I can have adventures, so can they!"

"Well, it's great if you think so!" Malaria nodded approvingly: "However, don't blindly demand too much. How many years have you practiced until now? It's only about 40 years. Ordinary monks, even if they practice It is the simplest, most rubbish, and easiest to advance low-level exercises. If you want to reach your level and practice steadily, it will take at least nearly a hundred years. If you don't have opportunities and talents, you may not be able to reach your level in a lifetime until the end of your lifespan!"

"The thing of chance is not salted fish or cabbage. When you go to the mortal vegetable market, you can find it all over the place. I also know that you are anxious to improve your cultivation and make yourself stronger. Which practitioner is not like this? I also I want to get back to my peak as soon as possible, but everything has to be done step by step, and the real thing is to move forward in a down-to-earth way!" Malaria talked about these principles incessantly.

"Isn't it salted fish and cabbage?" Xiao Fan continued to walk in the corridor while listening, suddenly he stopped, with a strange smile on his face, he licked his tongue and said with a smile: "But... It seems that chance is not so rare!"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Malaria was taken aback.

"I don't know if you feel it, but I seem to be able to vaguely feel that there seems to be some treasure in the deeper part of the ground. The treasure should be very powerful, otherwise it would be impossible to release such a powerful aura!" Xiao Fan He pointed to his feet.

"Treasure?" Malaria felt it for a long time, then shook his head and said: "I didn't feel anything, the power of resentment in this place is still very strong, and it seems to be stronger as it goes down, affecting my divine sense detection !"

"Really? Could it be that I felt wrong?" Xiao Fan closed his eyes, released his consciousness, and sensed the aura fluctuation again, but after a long time, he shook his head helplessly: "I really can't sense it, really strangeness!"

"Hey, I see you, it's because you want to be crazy about your baby, that's why you have this illusion!" Malaria laughed.

"There is no other way!" Xiao Fan shrugged his shoulders and continued walking.

This corridor is like an underground labyrinth. From time to time, some resentful spirits of the Wuji Palace in the condensed form or alchemy stage will come out to harass it. Other than that, there is silence.

Silence as death.

Xiao Fan has already walked in this corridor for more than half an hour.

However, what puzzled him was that the aura fluctuations of the magic weapon in the deep underground made him feel it from time to time, but Malaria still couldn't feel it at all.

And, this feeling became clearer and stronger.

It seems that... that treasure is calling him, waiting for his arrival!

However, in the depths of the underground, in an empty room, green flames were lit on the surrounding walls. Those two men in black robes were standing in front of a huge furnace, raising their hands. Inject weird hand formulas into the furnace cauldron one by one.

The shape of the cauldron was square, but there were many cracks on it. One leg of the tripod was broken, and it was replaced with square bricks to maintain the stability of the tripod.

The whole body of this tripod is greenish green, it seems to be made of bronze, and the whole tripod body is covered with all kinds of very strange and incomprehensible totems.

After the hands of the two men in black entered the cauldron, bursts of seven-color strange smoke rose from the cauldron's mouth, and the cauldron was in chaos, and it was impossible to see what was inside it.

At this moment, the door of this room was slowly pushed open, and then a man in a white robe walked in, stood in the dimly lit place, and hid his face in the darkness.

"What's the matter? Didn't I tell you? You are not allowed to come here casually?" A black-robed man stopped, turned to look at the white-robed man, with a sullen tone in his tone.

"My lord, the three puppet walking corpses I left behind have been exterminated!" the white-robed man bowed and said very respectfully.

"Oh? Are those three alchemy cultivators from the Wuji Sect? Their cultivation base is low, so it's not surprising that they were wiped out!" The black-robed man waved his hands disdainfully.

"Yes..." The white-robed man pondered for a moment: "But the location of those three people is the only place leading to this place. I am worried that those who break in will find this place!"

"Well, it should be the guy who broke the soul formation, but that person is only on the second floor now. It is not so easy to get to the fifth floor. The monks in the Yuanling realm cannot pass the third floor. If that person’s cultivation has not reached Yuanling, you can kill him yourself, and it’s useless to tell us about such a trivial matter!” the black-robed man scolded.

"Yes! This subordinate is stupid, so go to the third floor to guard!" The white-robed man quickly apologized, then turned and left the room.

"What a waste! Hmph!" the black-robed man flicked his sleeves angrily, and said in disgust.

"These lowly humans are like this, why do you have to be as knowledgeable as them? Come and continue to help me, now is the critical moment, don't stop!" another black-robed man hurriedly said.

"That's right, this plan has been implemented for so long, and it is so important that it is at the last moment, there must be no mistakes!"