Looking up, the strange space framed by countless green vines collapsed with Ming Han's sharp sword.

Countless branches and leaves fell from the sky like a drizzle, and with them, there were bursts of foul-smelling sap, which was the liquid that moved inside the vines, and it was also poured down at this time.

Xu Lin, Mingyu and the others hurriedly released the body protection Dao Yuan to block these highly poisonous liquids from their bodies, while Minghan was still standing in mid-air, tilting his head and watching coldly, a huge green vine that was about to collapse fell like a ball-like object that was intertwined with each other.

Seeing Yin Wuxian again, when the green sphere suddenly fell not far from Ming Han, it was held in the air by the huge vines that suddenly grew out from the ground, and Yin Wuxie's face at this time was no longer pale, but green.

The black robe that had shrouded him before had long since been shattered, replaced by vines that stuck horizontally across his body, or vines that grew out of his body.

It's like a man with tubes all over his body, whose body has become one with the vines, and the cruel smile can still be seen on his face at this time.

"Vine demons, goblins transformed by grass and trees, are rare, but every monster that can condense their true body, in addition to being rare, also has indescribable magical skills. This is the description that Xu Lin saw in Kunlun's collection of books "The Theory of Strange Things".

This is a strange book, or it can also be called a miscellaneous novel, which records all kinds of strange and wonderful things in the world, most of the time, Xu Lin uses it as a pastime to see the wild history miscellaneous talk.

I didn't expect that there are really monsters in this world that are transformed by grass and trees.

This kind of goblin. Cultivation is the most difficult, unlike humans and ordinary demon cultivators, the hardships they experience are difficult for ordinary people to imagine.

Human beings who are born with spirits can cultivate as long as they can sense the existence of the vitality of heaven and earth, but what about demons? Even if they are not like human beings, they have supreme wisdom in heaven. You can also have a primitive consciousness of the self, forage for food to survive, and then at a certain opportunity, you can cultivate and become enlightened.

Grass, trees and other vegetation, this kind of demon cultivation is miserable, when it grows down, there is no trace of spiritual wisdom, and in the face of natural and man-made disasters, it is even more impossible to even dodge and escape. can only remain motionless in place, let the wind and rain blow, human felling, animals spoiled, the lucky ones can live for one hundred and eighty years, and they must also be the spirit seed of heaven and earth, and can gather the vitality of heaven and earth on it. But it can't be used.

It's like putting a big knife in front of a wild dog. No matter how you call it, this wild dog will not be able to pick up the big knife with his paws.

It's the same with grass spirits and the like like that, although they can devour the vitality of heaven and earth, they can't be used for self-defense, so they have to endure it, even in the face of young creatures that are as weak as ants. It can also be unscrupulous on its body, so in addition to forbearance, it is still forbearance!

Finally, one day this kind of monster doesn't need to be endured, because they can transform into shapes, that is, the existence of the human monk's step void level. Ants bite on the tree, you can reach out and crush it, rats burrow under the tree, you can entangle it with roots and branches, and finally you can move, yin and innocence can be completely boiled out, so let's take revenge.

So he came to the human world and met a fortune teller who gave him a name, called Yin Wuxie, and then this fortune teller was swallowed into his stomach by Yin Wuxian when he was talking nonsense in front of this big demon.

The first time I tasted the taste of fresh human flesh, Yin Wuxian was like a ghost in a flower, a rotten ghost in gambling, and I was completely obsessed with that delicate taste, and I couldn't stop it.

But the appearance of a Taoist priest completely ended his short-term recklessness, so that he was seriously injured, although at the last moment he killed the Taoist priest who wanted to kill the demon and eliminate the demon, but also paid a heavy price, so he fled back to the 100,000 mountains, while recuperating from his injuries, he missed the taste of human flesh all the time, because since he ate human flesh, it is difficult to arouse any appetite for the food in this world.

On the day when the innocent wound was healed, a group of people appeared.

At the beginning, Yin Wuxian couldn't believe his eyes, among the 100,000 mountains, known as the Paradise of the Demon Domain, the burial place of human beings, there was actually someone? And right in front of him, so he couldn't help himself and stretched out his scarlet tongue, like a pervert who had not been contaminated with a woman for a year, Yin Wuxian rushed forward regardless of it.

The consequences are tragic, because Yin Wuxian met Ming Han, and the seemingly weak team behind him,

But in this seemingly painful process, Yin Wuxian suddenly figured out something.

Whether it's perseverance or gastronomy, what is easy to get cannot be compared with the fruits of hard work. Although the former also has a taste, it seems to be missing something, while the latter is a sweet fruit that makes people want to stop!

Then let's fight!

For meat, it is only after a kneading that its most beautiful juice can be squeezed out!

Yin Wuxian didn't say anything, and couldn't wait to stretch out his tentacles towards the piece of fat, but he forgot that this piece of meat in his eyes was spiky.

Ming Han's figure and the broad sword in his hand were connected again, and when the blue light was bright and bright, all his Dao power vitality burst out, and the sword that slashed the sky and the earth came again!

Xu Lin and the others were not idle, especially Mingshan, because the fear he had expressed before, which made him feel a little embarrassed, for fear that Minggui would ridicule him again afterwards, so at this time, he was risking his waist, bowing his body, and the three flame beads in his hand were now also gloomy, silently lurking towards the vine that raised the green vine ball in mid-air.

Xu Lin's sword was not idle, and the branches and vines that stretched out everywhere made him rush for a while, and at the same time, he kept urging the two people who were looking at the air in a daze beside him, hurry up and fight.

It's another sword, compared to the previous momentum, Minghan's sword is not weak at all, it is a sword that moves heaven and earth, but it is a sword that blends with the sound of the sword and his sword intent, this is a pioneering feat, Minghan has fused his sword intent with the sound of the sword.

The space was distorted, ripples and ripples, and as it advanced slowly, the sound of the sword that shook the heavens and the earth continued to rise and fall.

Including Xu Lin, all the qiē in this space seemed to tremble, no one could move anymore, only the frightened expression on the stiff face could explain the fear of this sword.

Sword cultivators' battles are fast, because basically they all use a sword to defeat the enemy, but it contains the true way of life and death. Either they live and others die, or the enemy lives and dies, and the worst and best outcome is to die together, so sword cultivators are all crazy, and those who cultivate swords are mentally abnormal, they regard life as a passing thing, including their own.

On the other hand, this is another group of fearless people, who can be given up in life and death, what else can stop them from advancing?

Minghan understood this, so his sword was unstoppable, and nothing could stop him, because that heart was as strong as steel, like this sword.

The innocent smile was still there, because at this time, he had no way to make any other expression, he could clearly feel that every inch of skin on his face seemed to be trembling with the ripples in the sword breath, until the sword swept over his face, he realized that this was the real world, and the sword just now was real.

A stream of green liquid erupted from the only half of his head, accompanied by a burst of snorting sounds, and when Ming Han put away his sword and stood, there was no trace of waves in his eyes, but it was as calm as water.

"Win!" Mingyu's words were very light, and his gaze was even more complicated, because at this time he really understood that he was so far away from the figure in front of him.

"That's not right!" After Xu Lin cut off a vine, he turned around and shouted, "Senior brother, the yin and innocent breath is still there!"

Ming Han frowned, he was very concerned about Xu Lin's reminder, because his little junior brother, because of his strange sword technique, his grasp of breath was the most accurate, and even he didn't dare to say that he was stronger than him.

So Minghan drew his sword and slashed at the vines around him, but an unexpected scene happened.

It was the sound of laughter, and at the same time it was the owner of the voice, who was angry.

"Mingjun, find someone!"

"Hmm!" After saying this, Xu Lin hurriedly put away his sword, but Minggui and Mingyu turned around at the same time, guarding Xu Lin's side tightly, breaking the vines that were still stretching out.

Xu Lin searched calmly, Ming Han tossed and turned in the air and waved his sword again and again, and suddenly, this mid-air was quickly emptied by Ming Han's sword, but the voice was still there, as if it was in any corner of the deep forest, making it difficult to locate.

A fire was lit, on top of the thickest vine, although it was a branch that had been cut off by Minghan, but Mingshan still put a fire here, a seemingly faint fire.

Xu Lin opened his eyes, and when he looked at Mingshan's back, he suddenly showed an anxious look on his face and said, "Mingshan, retreat!" (to be continued......)