This incident immediately alarmed Hu Chichi. He turned his head and saw that the vines on the edge were growing wildly. Hu Chichi couldn't help but be stunned. He could naturally sense that the spiritual energy contained in the vines was far greater than the original one, and the intensity of the spiritual energy was still increasing.

Seeing that his Wanmu Chaosheng formation was suddenly strengthened, Chichi was stunned at first, then was overjoyed, and laughed ecstaticly: "Your Dawen is going to destroy you, I'm afraid your companion is not a fool, right? You will use such a way to gain control, haha!"

Hearing Hu Chichi's crazy laughter, Yang Renjie, whose breath was already weak, bit his teeth, but did not speak. While comforting Thunder, he plucked up his last strength to support the lightning.

After hearing this, Hou Jingru only frowned slightly, let go of the vine that had expanded so much that she could not hold, and slowly took a few steps back.

One step! Two steps! Three steps!

Hou Jingru's third step had just fallen, and the breath of the entire vine forest shook again. It was no longer the expansion and growth of only some areas before, but it quickly spread to the entire vine forest, growing and spreading in a crazy trend.

This incident was so great that Hu Chichi expected that he, who stood at the top of the vine forest, was instantly flooded by countless vines entangled and rushed up.

Before he could stabilize his body, Hu Chichi's face changed drastically, because as the entire vine forest grew wildly, the spiritual energy he had originally provided them was swallowed up almost instantly, and all the vines were like bloodthirsty giant pythons who had been hungry for a long time, urgently demanding a new source of spiritual energy.

At this moment, Hu Chichichi, who was in the vine forest and had the same power as theirs, naturally became the object that countless vines instinctively wanted to absorb.

In order to set up this Wanmu Chaosheng Formation, Hu Chichi not only consumed nearly 50% of his power, but also spent hundreds of top-level wood-type spirit stones, so that the backlash of the formation at this moment completely exceeded the limit of his ability to resist.

Even the master-level spirit master of the Sixth Realm Sect could not withstand such terrifying devouring power. Almost instantly, the spiritual power in Chichi's body was already flowing wildly, and was greedily absorbed and swallowed by the vines.

Bang! As bloodthirsty giant python-like vines chased Hu Chichi into the sky, Yang Renjie finally broke free from the heavy constraints, chopped the vines that were still entangled with him by several swords. He looked up at Hu Chichichi who was screaming in the sky, and couldn't help but grin.

"How is it possible? How is it possible? Why can't I control them anymore? Wanmu Chaosheng Formation, stop for me!"

In the sky, Hu Chichichi, who kept repelling the vines, screamed with a sad voice. The vines blessed by Shennong's secret technique [Purchase of Seedlings] had surpassed Hu Chichichi's own spiritual power in level, so no matter how desperate this person was, his spiritual power was still flowing out and absorbed by those vines.

"Jingru, how long will it take to make a fuss?" Yang Renjie said curiously when he came to Hou Jingru's side.

After hesitating for a while, Hou Jingru shook her head and said, "Look at how long he can hold on. Brother Jie, do you want to adjust your breath first?" As she spoke, she had already taken out a bottle of elixir and handed it to him.

Yang Renjie was not polite either. He took the medicine bottle and poured it into his mouth. He chewed it a few times, and said, "Jingru, it's not that I'm talking about you. This medicine is effective or tastes too light. Let's play some sugar later."

Hou Jingru's smile froze slightly, and she glanced at him helplessly: "Brother Jie, you have to be careful of all kinds of side effects."

"Side, side effects..." Yang Renjie opened his mouth, "What side effects are?"

"For example... diarrhea, headache, powerlessness, oh," the beautiful fox eyes blinked twice, and Hou Jingru smiled thoughtfully, "It's because there's powerlessness!"

Looking at Hou Jingru who was smiling, Yang Renjie felt a chill under his crotch inexplicably and muttered to himself.

"Black, blackened..."

*—*—*—*—*

In the old Chu Palace, the front hall, which was full of laughter and joy before half a stick of incense, was already silent as if it was dead.

A Shu, Li Dehui, Ban Tu, Chang Zhao, and Yan Shu all lowered their heads deeply and did not dare to make any noise, so as not to provoke Su Butai, who was already on the verge of rage.

Seeing the advantages of his own battle situations on the sand table being disintegrated by the literary and artistic army one after another, Su Butai was already trembling slightly. It was not because he was so angry that he could not control himself.

"hehe."

With a chuckle, the black-clothed shaman who had been providing sand table projection for everyone suddenly shook his sleeves and actually dispersed the projection condensed into sand table in front of everyone.

"What are you doing?" Ban Tu was furious when he saw this, and immediately stood up and shouted angrily.

Not wanting to face Ban Tu's anger, the black-clothed shaman turned his head and looked at Subutai and said with a smile: "Subutai, why do you need to be angry about these ants? Not to mention that I will be able to unify China in the future and massacre Dawen several times. In today's battle, this Dawen will definitely lose, and these people will definitely die. Why do you want to be angry with the dead?"

When he heard the shaman in black dared to call his grandfather's name, A Shu widened his eyes, but before he could scold him angrily, Li Dehui had already stopped him, looked at the man with a serious expression, and said in a deep voice: "Do you dare to ask if he is the deputy leader of the shaman?"

"Oh? There is also a brilliant mind," said a smile. The black-clothed shaman turned his head and looked at Bantu, whose face suddenly turned pale, and smiled, "Old Surile and Ke, have seen the little prince Bantu."

"No, I dare not." Ban Tu leaned over in horror, afraid that a little hesitation would provoke the other party's attack.

Surile Heke, the deputy leader of the Shamanism, is known as the "Night Shaman". He is the strong man in the Shamanism who is second only to the leader and the top strong man at the sixth level of the seventh level. He is cruel by nature and has repeatedly slaughtered the city of the Song Dynasty when he was young, and he is full of evil deeds.

"Suril and Ke, don't bully the younger generation. Since Wenbang has the ability to crack all my layout, then we can only use our strength to tell them what can decide the outcome in this world."

Subutai, who slowly came to his senses, breathed a sigh of relief, and Surile and Ke smiled faintly: "Let's follow your arrangements."

After a huh, Subutai looked at Li Dehui and the other five people, pondered for a moment, threw out an emerald green crystal. After Li Dehui reached out to catch it, he said coldly: "This crystal is quite beneficial to your killing sword. If you wear it on your body, you can temporarily have the ability of a half-step seventh level."

Looking around, Subutai said slowly: "I will deal with the dark night shaman against the seventh realm of Wenbang, and you five are responsible for dealing with the remaining masters."

Li Dehui, holding the emerald green crystal stone, only felt the rich breath of life pouring into his body. The hidden wounds left by the backlash of the killing swords in the past healed one by one with the influx of those breaths of life. His aura also climbed with the momentum. In just a blink of an eye, he had already broken through from the fifth level of the sixth level to the eighth level of the sixth level.

Killing swordsmanship can be regarded as the top category of attack in martial arts. However, although the attack power is strong, it will suffer great losses to oneself. Just like Yao Ruoyu's trick, its power is domineering, but it will greatly damage life.

For example, Li Dehui, his talent is actually not inferior to Wang Liangchen. He was only limited to the fifth level of the sixth level because of the serious damage in the sword path. Until now, he got this stone and was reborn and leaped on the dragon gate.

Feeling that his cultivation was still improving, Li Dehui was overjoyed, and his thoughts changed, and he clasped his fists and said, "Master Su Butai, can the Yanggu army soldiers who were imprisoned in the Houshan Prison be handed over to the last general?"

He glanced at him and Subutai smiled: "Since you can help you improve your cultivation, just kill them all."

"Thank you, sir." Li Dehui was overjoyed when he heard this, and then quickly turned around and left.

*—*—*—*—*

In a block about 30,000 feet west of the King of Chu Mansion, six figures were slowly walking forward.

The leader was the chairman of the Sword Clan, and the five people followed behind were Mu Jiantian, Pu Jianzi, Zhao Ji, Shi Chuan, and Jiang Taiheng.

Xi Shi, who always perceived the war around him, raised his head and chuckled: "Dawen is indeed lucky. No matter how many conspiracies are made by the Mongolian Tartars, they can still be able to escape danger."

Mu Jiantian and others were just sixth-level warriors, so they naturally could not sense the war in the distance. However, after hearing what Xi Shi said, it was obvious that the literary and artistic army had the upper hand and they all smiled.

"but……"

Shi Xi suddenly looked at the Chu Palace in the distance, his eyes slightly condensed, and he said solemnly: "Everyone needs to be careful. This Mongolian Tartar is also careful. The next battle will really determine the ownership of Chongqing Palace."

When everyone heard this, they changed color slightly. Zhao Ji said in confusion: "Sect Master, do you have any backup plan for the Mongolian Tartars?"

"It's not a good move. The tricks of Qian donkey are too hard, and the cunning rabbit is just three holes," said Xi Shi slowly, "I didn't expect that facing the Song Dynasty, they could still separate two seventh realm to Chongqing Prefecture. This is very afraid of my Dawen!"

"Two seventh level?" Jiang Taiheng frowned slightly and said, "Master Xi may have sensed the other party's cultivation?"

Xi Shi smiled and said, "One is not weaker than me, the other is at least at the seventh level."

As soon as this said, the place suddenly became silent. The corners of the Master Chuan's eyes twitched slightly and he said in shock: "Seventh level high-level? Sect Master, we and the five others are urging the Five Spirits Fanyi Sword Formation with all their strength, and at most they can kill the seventh level early-level. If the seventh level mid-level mid-level may be able to fight, but these seventh level high-level..."

"Are you scared?" Xi Shi glanced at them and said with a laugh.

"How could it be!" Zhao Ji thrust his chest and said loudly, "Who am I waiting for is not coming out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, so what about the seventh level? Even if I have fought for this life..."

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Ji suddenly smiled dryly, "I also want to cut off one of his arms."

Xi Shi laughed unconsciously when he heard this. The gap between the sixth and seventh realms was like a punishment from heaven. They were not like Yao Ruoyu. Even if there was a Five Spirits Fanyi Sword Formation, they had no chance of winning against the seventh realm. It was normal that they would lose their composure in such a way.

"Since you dare to attack Chongqing Prefecture, the prince and the others have made complete preparations. Everyone, please relax. The two seven realms in Mongolia today will surely die here!" (To be continued)
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