If Li Yan didn't know how to make full use of these people, looking at him like this, this person would run back and forth here without any problems.

So after these two people die here, he will definitely be the next unlucky person. Since he can't defeat the other party, how can Li Yan pick the "Flower of the Other Shore"...

Li Yan also expressed his agreement with Monk Fake's words, which made Monk Fake feel a little more at ease.

After more than an hour's journey, even Monk Fa Ke began to sweat on his forehead. Counting every step along the way, they were attacked by magic weapons almost every moment.

But they are all people who have completely lost their magic power. No matter how ordinary magic weapon is, under such intensive and continuous attacks, without magic power, the physical body will be tired.

When the three of them looked at Li Yan again, it was as if they were walking on flat ground. Moreover, later on, Li Yan could begin to grasp the sharpness of the "ghost thorns" of different ages.

This made his voice gradually become quieter as he walked behind. Later, with the help of the "ghost thorn"'s little resilience, his whole body undulated like a bullet as he walked.

Monk Fa Ke's eyelids were twitching more and more. When he was at his peak, he probably wouldn't be able to do this.

"Hmph, you can still squeak now. When the Yin Qi here continues to erode and the body begins to lose flesh and blood, let's see if you can still show off like this in the end..."

Monk Fake was thinking in his heart.

When the other party does this, he is undoubtedly still showing off his strength, so that people like him can be honest and obedient.

But I have finally reached this point, how could I let the other party succeed? This time I have to pay a higher price and regain power.

It's just that when he came out this time, Master Fanan didn't show up, and Li Yan was keeping a close eye on him, so there was no chance.

Another hour and a half later, Li Yan finally stepped on the "Ghost Thorn" thorn and saw a low-lying area. There were some red spots there, but there was no black coverage.

"Is that the depression ahead?"

Li Yan turned around and looked at Monk Fa Ke who was thrown a long distance behind him, and the two monks further behind who were still struggling to move forward among the spikes of the "ghost thorn".

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"Yes...it's there!"

Monk Fa Ke was sweating profusely from the pain. While he was breathing heavily, he tried to use the ups and downs of the "ghost thorn" thorns to pull out his legs as much as possible.
Chapter completed!