The sword qi was like cutting tofu, cutting out a cloud of dust on the ground, and with both arms raised, the spirit sword shook with a bang, and actually peeled off an astonishing piece of ground that was more than five zhang long, and lifted it into the air.

Whew!

A whole piece of ground that was more than five zhang old rose into the air, and there were three spiritual ginseng strains drilled out on it, and they began to flee in panic, and several other spiritual ginseng plants were found around the dirt block.

At least in this large clod, there are seven or eight ginseng plants.

Got rich.

Shout!

Now....

Yang Zhen, who saw the right time, was like a tiger killing in mid-air, and landed quickly and accurately under the large clod of soil that rose in the air, and at this time, the clod of soil was about to land, and those spiritual ginseng were waiting for the clod of soil to land on the edge, and then they could escape.

"Up!

Unexpectedly....

Yang Zhen didn't actually urge the momentum, but straightened his body, stepped forward with his feet, and touched his left and right hands twice, like a strong warrior suddenly rising from below, holding the falling clod of earth in the air.

There were at least thousands of catties of clods of soil, and they were lifted in the air by Yang Zhen with his straight body unfolded.

Jiuzi didn't care about the other spirit ginseng that fled to the surroundings, there were too many spirit ginseng, and Jiuzi wanted to catch up, but he immediately flew towards Yang Zhen.

"Domineering in the sky!"

Jiuzi, who landed and rose into the air, came to the top of Yang Zhen's left side, and between the seals of his hands, he shot out a momentum as big as the clods, and wrapped the clods of soil at a sudden speed.

In less than two breaths, the mound of earth was already shrouded in momentum, and those spirit ginseng inside wanted to escape for their lives, but their bodies couldn't leave the soil, and they couldn't crush the momentum, so they were wrapped dumplings.

It's a pity that more spirit ginseng escaped, and Yang Zhen and Jiuzi were also doppelgangers.

With a bang, the mound of dirt fell to the ground and raised dust, Jiuzi controlled the momentum with both hands, and quickly sealed, extending out a stream of Xuanguang, grabbing the spirit ginseng scurrying inside.

Jiuzi shouted at Yang Zhen, who was in luck: "Senior brother, we have four plants in one person, let's do it quickly, maybe we can catch these spirit ginseng, and we can catch up with other spirit ginseng." ”

There are a total of eight spiritual ginseng plants, but the harvest is amazing, which is equal to the harvest accumulated by many disciples after several years of training.

Streams of Xuanguang erupted from Yang Zhen's palm, and they entered it together, domineeringly entangled the spirit ginseng one by one.

And the ginseng is very fast when it has soil, but it is entangled in momentum and pulled out of the mound, and the ginseng is like a fish out of the water, struggling a few times and losing its spirit, and shrugging its body like pickled eggplant.

Jiuzi quickly wrapped the spirit ginseng in a cloth, and Yang Zhen also took the spirit ginseng into his arms at this time.

"Now it's up to us to be lucky, if we're lucky, you and I can still get the spirit ginseng!" Jiuzi inhaled the momentum into his palm and took the first step towards the dense grass on the left.

"Smack!"

Boom!

Yang Zhen was also about to chase after the other side, but who knew that the nine sons who had just disappeared were like being shaken back from the depths of the grass by a huge force, and after landing on the ground, they crashed into a big pit, and the seven orifices bled for a while.

Ignoring the injury, seeing Yang Zhen running again, Jiuzi waved his hand and pointed to the depths of the grass: "That, where is there... There's a huge ginseng... King!"

King of Ginseng!

Stopping his steps, seeing that Jiuzi's life was not in danger, Yang Zhen suddenly turned around and pulled out the short knife made of Xuantie, and leaped to the grass in front of him in one step, almost standing on the tip of the grass.

He snorted and descended into the depths.

"Smack!"

Sure enough, within Yang Zhen's line of sight, a fast, flesh-yellow root that was emerging from the dirt appeared, the thickness of a bucket, and it grew with many roots, all the size of an arm, like a spider's web blocking the front.

"It is estimated that the ninth son did not find the Lingshen King, and was attacked by the Lingshen Root and was seriously injured..."Yang Zhen squatted down and looked, how amazing is the Lingshen King?

It is nearly more than ten zhang long, like a large yellow rotip that has been stretched, and many roots are coming out of the soil, and some small ginseng also appears around, and they also hurriedly go to the king of ginseng, which looks like the root system of the king of ginseng.

"The ninth son is the transformation of the Yuan Sixuan into a cultivator, and he can't withstand the tricks of the Spirit Ginseng King... I have to sacrifice the star-striped spirit sword to have the possibility of suppressing the Spirit Ginseng King, I can't use the spirit sword here, Jiuzi, Wang Cong, and Kang Hong are still behind... I went to the rear of the direction where the King of Lingshen had fled, and laid an ambush. ”

While the Spirit Ginseng King was also coming out of the soil, Yang Zhen almost crawled through the grass and gradually disappeared into the night.

Cockscomb.

"Hmph, where are the other spirit ginseng?"

Wang Cong and Kang Hong walked around the big tree in mud and came to the rear out of breath.

The two of them saw the nine sons in the earth pit almost at the same time, lying bleeding, absorbing spiritual energy, and just swallowing a spirit shattering pill.

"Brother Kang, have you seen it? There are actually four spiritual ginseng plants, four plants, which are enough for you and me to almost step into the Xuan Ming Realm. ”

Among them, Wang Cong suddenly signaled Kang Hong to say goodbye, and he pointed to Jiuzi's side wrapped in a bag.

Kang Hong's eyes burst into sparks, and the corners of his mouth trembled: "Such an opportunity cannot be missed, even if the ninth son cultivates one step higher than you and me, but at this time, if you snatch the spiritual root, even if the ninth son goes back to complain to Changzun, it will be useless, and we don't recognize Changzun." ”

"It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Jiuzi relies on his cultivation to be higher than us, and he has always looked like he is on top, taking advantage of his serious injury, even if he takes the spirit ginseng, he can't fight against you and me by urging the spirit sword. ”

"Good..."

The two suddenly looked at each other, like beasts in the night, eerie and straight from behind, locking on to the seriously injured Jiuzi.

Call!

At this time, a cold wind swept by, and Wang Cong and Kang Hong also urged the momentum to pounce on Jiuzi.

"You..."

Jiuzi is also the four mysteries of Huayuan, it feels wrong, he turned his head and saw Wang Cong and Kang Hong rushing from behind, and the spirit sword in his arms slowly took off.

"Use the spirit sword... Don't blame us for being ruthless!"

Smack!

Wang Cong and Kang Hong shot out a sword shadow almost at the same time.

The sword shadows fused together, and before the Jiuzi Spirit Sword came out of the body, it was already like a boulder crashing on the Jiuzi who was lying in the dirt pit and couldn't resist or dodge at all.

"Don't do it, don't stop it..."

The two saw that Jiuzi was covered with gravel and dust, and they unleashed the killing machine at the same time, and Sen Sen approached proudly, condensing the sword shadow again.

"Whew!"

But an unexpected scene happened.

The spirit sword belonging to the ninth son, at the moment when Wang Cong and Kang Hong were just close to the dust, suddenly launched a surprise attack from under the feet of the two.

Puff puff rolled over.

The spirit sword went to the other side, leaving behind the sword shadow with the burst of blood quietly remaining, while Wang Cong and Kang Hong left a thick wound on their chests.

"If you are unrighteous first, don't blame my nine sons for being ruthless and wanting to kill people and treasures? Hmph, on the contrary, not only will you lose your life, but even the spirit ginseng is mine. ”

Unexpectedly, Jiuzi actually got up from the dirt.

As for Wang Cong and Kang Hong, I am afraid that no matter how much they don't believe it, the nine sons, who have always been quiet, have such killing methods, but unfortunately, at this time, believing in the eyes, the two of them also fell to the ground with hatred and died.

Jiuzi squatted down and laboriously dragged the corpse into the big pit next to it...