Qin Long's vigilant eyes were fixed on the enemy, but his heart was far from as calm as he appeared on the surface.

Can he also use internal power, or is he a visitor from another world like me? Several thoughts appeared in his mind, but Qin Long rejected them one by one.

Because what Zhuoyao used was undoubtedly spiritual energy, his keen six senses and familiar perception of internal forces told him that there was not a trace of internal energy mixed in the opponent's spiritual energy.

"It's a very similar technique to Liu Piaoyao. I can feel a familiar smell from that aura."

The extremely high degree of compatibility made Qin Long aware that the movement technique used by the opponent had an aura similar to Wugui's Transformation of Fire Technique. He couldn't wait to get Zhuoyao's space bag to see if this technique could make up for it.

Complete your own yin and yang.

However, he knew that this was impossible. With just the wooden stick in his hand, Jingmen could not last long, and with a few moves that were not good at attacking, he could barely survive in Zhuo Yao's hands.

And Zhuo Yao will definitely not only run away, he should now treat himself as a self-proclaimed villain. He is not willing to let him close because he is worried about losing his life in exchange for injury, so what he has shown may not even reach half of his own fighting strength.

However, Qin Long didn't think that he would definitely lose to Zhuo Yao under such an absolute disadvantage, and there was no chance of him killing him with counterattack.

The most critical part of this slim hope lies in Shuangyue. The sword cultivator's attack power is terrifying, and she also has a magic weapon with her own will in her hand. Fighting is equivalent to a two-front battle, and it is difficult to lose in a one-on-one duel.

Another point lies in Qin Long himself. Shuang Yue has mentioned Yue Hua's shortcomings. Zhuo Yao's body skills are weird and she is determined to deal with them. She can't do anything to the other party for a while, but it's different with herself. As long as she can

If Zhuo Yao was stopped for a second, Yue Hua's range attack would be enough to injure him. Without his proud speed, he would be nothing but a lamb to be slaughtered.

"When the time comes, his exercise book that matches Liu Piaoyao so well will be mine. Maybe there are more exercises in the space bag. If I get it, I will definitely get it."

The spiritual fire in his dantian jumped slightly. After thinking about all this carefully, Qin Long felt a little more "confident" in his heart without knowing it.

Zhuo Yao didn't see how much his thoughts were wandering, nor did he know that he had become Qin Long's designated target.

Zhuo Yao, who dodged and retreated, stretched out his palm towards Qin Long at the moment he fell back to the ground, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and grabbed Qin Long in the void.

Suddenly, the ground in front of him exploded, and countless dark green vines extended from the ground to the sky. The moonlight was blocked by the dense vines, and a vine forest grew around Qin Long.

The flexible branches quickly weaved and gathered on the dome, and the vines twisting forward in the shadows also rolled towards his legs. The center of the circle with Qin Long as the point turned into a prison made of rattan.

Countless vines quickly filled in the empty space in the prison, shrinking with distorted creaking sounds, intending to squeeze Qin Long to death.

The sound of explosions kept coming from the prison, which was the sound of vines tearing the air. Strong winds kept coming in the small space, forcing Qin Long to have nowhere to stay.

The prison was getting smaller and smaller, and Qin Long was about to be entangled. He quickly stirred up his Dantian and poured the hot stream of spiritual fire around him.

The ground beneath his feet immediately changed color, and the bright flames dyed the winding vines a pure white color. Those vines twisted painfully, strangely yet extremely noble.

The martial fire flames carrying the innate spiritual energy had great restraint on the wood element. In an instant, holes were burned out in the vine prison, and traces of flames jumped out.

"Crack."

Qin Long snapped his fingers, quickly disappeared in the misty sparks and appeared outside the prison. As soon as his toes touched the ground, his whole body turned into a black stream of light and rushed towards Zhuo Yao.

The flaming arms were waved out at the same time. The burning arms were continuously torn apart by the airflow, and the exploding flames burst into countless flames and splashed on the ground and sky.

"Fire Fist"

Qin Long relied on Xing Huo Miao and Cun Xing's extremely high mobility to escape from danger, but he used the most common fire attribute technique, Flame Fist.

But even so, this contrast does not make Zhuo Yao feel inconsistent. Only by keeping enough spiritual energy in the Dantian can self-destruction exert its maximum power.

He still didn't dare to let Qin Long get close, so he summoned the vine prison with his hooked palm to interfere with Qin Long, and took the opportunity to fly into the sky. Only by killing or repelling Shuang Yue as soon as possible would he have enough chance to get the root tree.

The vine prison imprisoned Qin Long easily, and Zhuo Yao easily escaped from the battle. He curled his lips as he looked at the tight cage.

Where did a Wu Huo get the courage to challenge me? I am Jin Dan. Even if you want to self-destruct, you have to ask me if I will accept it.

At this time, a strong feeling of heart palpitations hit him from the top of his head. Zhuoyao looked up and saw a small white flame in the bright moon that quickly enlarged. Behind the flame was a human figure.

The black robe on Qin Long's body had been torn into rags, and the miserable wounds were oozing blood. Even so, he did not give up the attack, holding the source wood tightly with both hands and stabbing Zhuo Yao.

At the moment of escaping, he threw the source wood into the sky, and the flaming source wood became a good carrier for the misty jump of sparks.

A whistling sound fell from the top of his head. The attack brought by Yuanmu's extremely high level made Zhuoyao not know how to defend himself for a moment. Although it was not a finished weapon, with Yuanmu's level, his current defense methods would be instantly defeated.

, if the other party takes the opportunity to blow himself up...Junquge

At the same time, a thought quickly swirled in his mind, that was the innate source wood that could be used to refine magic weapons. This guy actually used it to make fire. He really deserved it.

No, how did he set Yuanmu on fire?

Since he can't defend himself, he dodges and throws two small balls towards the opponent. Zhuo Yao changes direction and dodges sideways to the rear.

A fire burned in Qin Long's heart, and the sound of wind in his ears amplified the flame of burning thoughts. He didn't know why he did this, and he didn't know why he coveted the skills and space bag of a golden elixir monk so much, or even

Didn't realize how crazy this move was.

"Bang bang."

After two slight explosions, the two thrown balls exploded as they approached Qin Long.

Zhuo Yao's face turned pale, and he seemed to have used a lot of effort to close his hands in front of his chest.

"Squeaky."

As the dazzling action ended, thick vines suddenly emerged from the center of the ball.

The skin of those twisted vines was covered with scars, and the neatly arranged leaves decorated them indistinguishably from thick tentacles. The only difference was the dark green branches and light-colored leaves, which made the entire tentacles look even more weird and evil.

At this moment, Qin Long felt that the vitality of heaven and earth around him paused for a moment.

Crazy suction came from the two twisted vine tentacles. Qin Long's consciousness was torn to a halt by the powerful force. The vines were getting closer and closer. He could not move. He could only watch his spiritual energy being quickly pulled away.

Life also disappears.

Suddenly, just when the heat in his chest was drained away, he finally found himself again. Looking at the layers of vines in front of him, he was frightened when he recalled what he had just done.

What's wrong with me? Why do I have the idea of ​​killing the other person? Why do I use Yuanmu to attack the other person? There is obviously a better way to entangle him.

Enduring the severe pain, Qin Long removed the Bagua small plate from his dantian. The spiritual flame that lost its carrier fell instantly, passed through the essence film on his dantian, burning a large hole in his abdomen and flowing out to the outside world.

"boom"

Flames filled with blood bloomed in the air, and the twisted vine tentacles were instantly ignited by the spiritual fire, turning into two huge fireballs that quickly withered.

"My spiritual fire, this one really cost me a lot." Qin Long sighed secretly.

Without the Spiritual Fire Scenery Gate, it automatically closed, and his realm dropped rapidly from Martial Fire. Just when Qin Long thought he would be knocked back to Foundation Establishment, his realm finally stabilized at the initial stage of Wenhuo.

Fortunately, Qin Long breathed a sigh of relief. The level of realm drop was not too high. If he needed to face the King of Medicine later, the aura of the Wenhuo realm could still be of some help.

"It should be almost five breaths."

There was something wrong with him when he was fighting just now. His emotions were vaguely affected by the flames. It wasn't until the anger in his chest was drained that he finally remembered what his first mission was.

He tried his best to look up at the sky. I don't know when only one of the two figures fighting with Shuang Yue was left. Maybe Shuang Yue would come to him in the next breath.

Qin Long finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the mansion, Master Wen raised his eyebrows when he saw the twisted vines in the sky turning into flames.

They are rotten blood vines, and their origins are not simple. They were refined by the King of Medicine himself, and then asked Master Wen to bring them to Zhuo Yao to help the plan be carried out smoothly.

The rotten blood vines can pull away the vitality of heaven and earth within a certain space. The life energy of living beings is also a kind of vitality of heaven and earth. As long as they are entangled by the rotten blood vines, the spiritual energy and life of the monks will be quickly pulled away and die.

They were originally used to deal with the Frost Moon.

"Did Shuangyue bring other helpers?"

Master Wen was thinking as his figure gradually disappeared under the moonlight and ceased to exist.

Qin Long had just fallen back to the ground and used his energy to fill the holes in his dantian, when a figure appeared silently in front of him.

"Who are you?" The man with his hands behind his back looked at Qin Long for a moment, and his hoarse voice contained undisguised dissatisfaction.

The hair on the back of his head suddenly exploded, and the fear coming from his six senses told him that this was a real master.

"Can't beat it, absolutely can't beat it."

The fear in his heart told him that he no longer had the strength to fight back in front of this person. His energy instantly squeezed into the soles of his feet, and Qin Long retreated as fast as he could to escape.

In the shadow cast by the moonlight, Lord Wen's figure moved with Qin Long like a ghost, neither far nor near, standing in front of him when he landed.
Chapter completed!