There is no word, and at this moment, any words are thought pale. Only one battle can be divided into one's life and death.

The old man soared, turning into a silver waterfall and slashed at the three of them with a thousand pounds of force. He said that at that time, at that moment, the green vine suddenly radiated three beams of light, wrapping the three of Mu Ming and the other two. Then, in a flash, Mu Ming and the others appeared on the green vine.

laugh.

A green light passed by, sweeping over the white light above the head, which was transformed by the old man's strength, was extremely sharp, and Aner Qing Teng was not weak either.

A small loud sound came out, the white waterfall rolled back, and the three branches of the green vine also retreated.

After the attack, the old man did not attack again, and the same was true for the vine where Mu Ming and the other two were. They were quietly on the ground, but anyone could feel that the atmosphere was not broken by the actions of several people, but became heavier.

The sky was already full of sunshine, but that solemn aura still made people feel cold. This is a sign of the appearance of the shadow of death and cannot be dispelled. Only blood and life can be resolved.

The old man had an old face, but his eyes were bright, with a hot light, and an inexplicable charm enveloped his body. At this time, the old man did not have that gloomy feeling, but like an old man who was enlightened.

Indeed, the old man's Taoist words were recognized by heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth blessed his body, making his breath compatible with all things, but only the light that flashed from time to time in his eyes revealed the old man's murderous intent at this time.

With one stick of incense, as long as you persist in one stick of incense, the old man can kill all directions and completely crush three people.

There is only one stick of incense, and one stick of incense has passed, then death will only come.

The three Mu Ming and the other two had merged with the rattan at this time. Their bodies were in the rattan, but they could fully feel everything outside, as if they had turned into rattan.

"The Wood Clan is worthy of being a big clan. This formation is comparable to the large formation in the headquarters of our witch clan. Although it is a juncture, its power is really extraordinary.

But it’s a pity. It’s just a nine-zhang vine. If it can grow to nine-zhang-nine, and the great way is recognized by the world, then I can only accept my fate. But now, I have to use real skills.”

The old man's body shook, and his body had already appeared on the ground, and he had already emerged from the attack range of the vine.

Obviously, the old man dared not be careless, which made him invincible at any time and be out of danger.

"Hmph, even nine zhang is enough to deal with you." Mu Rufeng's heart was shaking, and he never thought that the mystery of this formation was clearly understood by him.

"Senior brother, what does his words mean?" Mu Ming expressed his question.

At this time, the three of them were all in the green vines and were surrounded by a cloud of green mist, but everyone could sense the situation outside, which was no different from the usual ones.

But everything was hidden among everyone. The old man could not see how many people were clearly, so he could not directly attack anyone, and could only fight against you, Qingteng.

"Junior brother, you don't know. What I said before was that the power of this formation was 30% of the power. The volume of the green vine can only grow to eight zhang with a power of 30%. Now, this formation should be able to 40% of the power. The greater the power, the larger the volume of the green vine will be. At this time, the volume of the green vine can grow to nine zhang with a power of 9 zhang."

Mu Rufeng's voice came into the ears of several people from Qing Teng, but it did not scatter outside. It was obvious that Qing Teng had isolated all the actions of several people.

"What is the difference between Bazhang and Jiuzhang? What does Jiuzhang mean?" As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Ziyan said what he was thinking. In his opinion, the more essence the Qing Teng absorbs, the larger the volume.

The green vine is extremely strange. The conversation between several people is in their own Tianling Taichung, and they communicate with their own consciousness. Each person has a green vine in Tianling Taichung. Everyone communicates with the green vine and then passes it into the senses of others. This way of communication is quite strange. Mu Ming's consciousness enters the body at this time. Listening to the two of them, he is also curious.

At first, Mu Ming was worried that his secret in Tianling Taichung would be peeped, but when Mu Ming found that there was only the existence of Qing Vine in his mind and he could not see other people's secrets, he felt relieved. He thought that the situation of several people was the same.

"Senior brother, there is naturally a difference between Bazhang and Jiuzhang. This is the same principle as spiritual body cultivation in the Spirit Transformation Realm. At the same realm, the amount of spiritual body directly determines the amount of combat power. When the eight spiritual body cultivators confront the nine spiritual body cultivators, the nine spiritual body will definitely win."

Mu Rufeng's voice was light and light, but it made Huo Ziyan nod frequently.

"So that's it. I wonder what Jiuzhangjiu means, why isn't it ten zhang? Is it the same as the spiritual body practice?" As if thinking of something, Huo Ziyan continued.

"Yes, I don't know what happened in the world today. Ten is already the highest extreme recognized by the world. The same is true for the cultivation of the Spirit Transformation Realm. No one can practice to the ten spiritual bodies. Many geniuses will be disturbed by inexplicable power when trying to condense the ten spiritual bodies. They cannot truly condense the ten spiritual bodies. The same is true for this green vine, which can only grow to nine zhang, nine zhang, but the power of nine zhang and nine zhang is indeed completely different."

The conversation between the few people was very fast, but in an instant, this was also the benefit of communication of ideas. You only need to contact your mind to understand the other person’s thoughts, and naturally you can answer very quickly.

Mu Ming pondered for a moment and said, "Senior Brother, can't you really achieve the ten spiritual bodies?"

Mu Ming is in the Spirit Transformation Realm, so he is naturally concerned about these issues, so he is slightly disappointed after hearing the answer. This is not because human power is insufficient, but because heaven and earth do not agree with it. How can human power compete with the power of heaven?

Mu Rufeng was stunned. Mu Ming's words made him ponder, but this contemplation was hope for Mu Ming.

Sure enough, Mu Rufeng's voice continued to come out after a moment.

"Otherwise, my junior brother should know that the world we live in is the Red Leaf World, which was created by the Red Leaf World..."

Speaking of this, Mu Rufeng paused, and there was a different color in his voice, which seemed to be a kind of burning heat.

"But it is rumored that the Red Leaf Ancestor God disappeared." Huo Ziyan added that all these wooden names knew about it. Hearing this place, he couldn't help but nod. That existence was really powerful and could open up a world from the world and protect countless creatures.

Mu Rufeng nodded and continued, "Indeed, the disappearance of the Red Leaf Ancestor God has gradually withered the laws of this world, and the origin of heaven and earth has grown slowly. Therefore, the origin of heaven and earth will protect itself and restrict cultivators from taking away the origin of heaven and earth for their own use. It is rumored that achieving the ten spiritual bodies can be taken away without limit and strengthening themselves. This is not allowed by heaven and earth, so no one can cultivate the tenth spiritual body."

So that's it. Mu Ming already knew at this time, but why did the old man who took over the body insist on achieving the US dollar spirit and cultivating the tenth spiritual body?

But before Mu's famous words were met, Mu Rufeng continued: "But there is always a slight room in this world. Some people can achieve a perfect spiritual body by using foreign objects or paying a very high price. However, this foreign object is extremely rare and those who are not destined to live there. I think this old man must have been looking for the foreign object to achieve a perfect spiritual body, but it's a pity."

There was a hint of ridicule in Mu Rufeng's words. It was understandable that the old man's abacus was destroyed by several people, but it did not affect the old man's gloating.

Mu Ming also heard that the old man with such behavior was angry and resentful, and his heart was extremely cruel. If he could cultivate himself into a perfect spiritual body and become a god, the principles of heaven would be unbearable.

"There is God's will in the dark." Mu Ming whispered in suicide, but was still heard by Huo Mu and the others.

"What my junior brother said is right. He has the will of heaven in the dark. Such people should not exist in the world."

The wooden name nodded, but is it really spiritual? Does the will of heaven really exist? The wooden name is unknown.

The few people communicated their consciousness very quickly, and only two breaths were needed. The old man could not know all this, and a stick of incense could not tolerate them talking too much.

boom.

A green vine suddenly grew bigger, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into twenty feet long, and shook it violently, whipping in the direction of the old man. The old man was not afraid at all. He stretched out his right hand, and the black light in his palm was attentive. A vortex appeared, like a black hole, emitting the power of devouring.

"Hmph." The old man snorted coldly and grabbed the green vine. With a bang, the palm of his hand collided with the old man's palm, and a huge roar was made. The roar accompanied by the spread of the air wave, making the old man's robe roar sound. However, the old man was not hurt at all. Obviously, when he entered the distraction stage, the old man's body was greatly improved and became very strong.

The whirlpool in the old man's palm suddenly emitted suction force, absorbing the green vine in the palm of his hand, and green light continued to radiate from the vine and was sucked in by the vortex.

The green vine kept shaking, shaking violently, breaking free from the old man's palm.

The old man laughed at this and said, "I don't know how the devouring power tastes, it's very delicious."

The old man's body exuded a charm, which made people feel good. This was a change after the recognition of heaven and earth, but the other two Mu Ming looked solemn. The previous blow was enough to kill the ordinary Yuanling Realm, but the old man was only blocked by the wind and clouds. Moreover, Qing Teng's essence actually lost one percent in a short period of time. Such means forced several people to guard against it.

However, a faint voice came from the Qingteng, which made the old man's face change drastically.

"I don't know how much you know about toxicity as a witch clan." Mu Rufeng's voice came out, and the old man's smile suddenly solidified, looking a little stiff. Then, his face turned cold because the old man's face turned blue.

"How could it be, it's impossible? When will your Wood Clan have a poison master come out? This matter is absolutely impossible." The old man's charm exuded, making people feel good, but the old man's face has been distorted, destroying the appearance of the Taoist old man.

"A stick of incense is not allowed to consider more. We originally wanted to beat you upright, but living is all the prerequisites."

It was still Mu Rufeng's voice. He was dominated by the formation of the Three Talents Formation. He was controlling all this. Mu Ming and others also felt the change. The old man's face turned green and was obviously poisoned. But what Mu Ming was puzzled was that as a monk of the witch clan, he didn't even know how he was poisoned.

"This is a blood poison. A strange ability produced by the bloodline after the Wood tribe opens the bloodline. This ability allows the Wood tribe to refine simple pills. A strong bloodline can be called a powerful alchemist, but many Wood tribe children will use this bloodline power to fight against the enemy. At this time, this bloodline is **."

Mu Rufeng's words came into the ears of the two of them, and there was a hint of pride in their words. When Mu Ming heard it, they knew it in their hearts.

Hearing this, Mu Ming suddenly had a bold idea and said, "If the senior brother's bloodline merges with the poison pill, I don't know what?"

When Mu Rufeng heard this, his eyes lit up and he said, "Does Junior Brother have poison pills?"

There was no answer or not, but Mu Ming heard the confidence in the words, so he said, "Not many, only two, but they are extremely poisonous."

"It's so good." Mu Rufeng laughed and thought to himself, this time he was right, bringing Mu Ming here might really make everyone leave safely.

"Oh, what a pity, as a senior brother, I can only stare at you." Huo Ziyan said with some self-deprecating words, but anyone could hear the joy in his tone. Although he did not move these things, he could see the old man's pain.

At this time, the old man was constantly suppressing the toxins in his body.

His face was blue, white, and black.

After repeating this several times, the old man's face was no longer blue, but he had a hint of paleness and his old look even worse.

"Very good. I thought I was careful enough, but I never thought I was careless. Your scheming was not much worse than that of the man back then." The old man laughed angrily. The man he said was naturally Mu Ming's father.

Mu Ming had a smile on his lips. I think his father had caused this old man a lot of hardships back then. I don’t want to meet him again today. Could it be that he can make arrangements freely?

But I don’t have to admire this old man. Although he was infected with blood poison, he was suppressed by him.

"Old man, I never thought that you were already distracted or so fragile." Huo Ziyan couldn't help but mock him, and his voice came from the green vine and fell into the old man's ears, which was very harsh.

The old man's face was gloomy. Although he was recognized by heaven and earth and his temperament changed drastically, no one could help but ridicule him. His dignified powerhouse in the God-Distraction Stage was forced to do this by two Yuan Ling Realm and one Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator, and had to untie the seal. It can be said that he broke all plans.

The monk pursued nothing more than Tao, the perfect Tao, but at this time the perfect Tao was getting farther and farther away from him. How could he not hate it in his heart, and it was great hatred.

"Kill." The old man was angry, really angry. His body moved and turned into a stream of light to rush down the green vine.

If you want to cut off vines and trees, you must first cut off the roots.

The old man was furious, but he was extremely calm and knew how to defeat the enemy.

However, the moment the old man rushed over, the green vine directly wrapped around the root, while the other two vines attacked the old man.

"Hmph." The old man slapped out with his palm, and a black palm print fell directly at the lock, but the entangled green vine emitted a red light, directly shaking the handprint away.

The old man did not succeed in one blow and did not engage in any entanglement.

He activated his hands and grabbed the blue whip shadow from the top of his head.

With a roar, the green light burst out, the branches of the vine shattered, and countless spikes pricked the old man. Although there were only three vines, the three thick branches were covered with dense thorns and tiny vines.

The rattan rolled back and the old man grabbed it again, but the tiny vines rushed out quickly, wrapping the old man's hands around.

The old man's arm strength and black light emerged, shaking away the vines. The vines were small and were soon shattered again. However, the number of vines was large and waves rushed out, and the old man caught off guard for a moment.

Sure enough, the old man might as well. In a flash, there were tiny vines with small roots wrapped around the old man's arms.

The old man didn't care at first, but suddenly felt his feet being bound. When he looked closely, it was the huge vine that protected the roots and was entangled.

Hissing.

Two more sounds of breaking through the air penetrated the air. The old man's face changed and he was still unable to react. His waist was wrapped around a rattan, and the other one was wrapped around his neck.
To be continued...