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Chapter 113

The substitute heroine whose spiritual root was taken away 22

Everyone was shocked.

I don't know who shouted: "It's a magic vine, run quickly."

Logically speaking, high-level monsters like Demonic Vine should not appear in the outer layer of the Warcraft Forest.

I saw people fleeing in all directions.

In the corner, a young man with black hair bent his eyes as beautiful and bright as crescent moons. He was wearing a dark robe and held a flute full of skulls in his hand.

Fragments of light hit his face, making him look like an angel fallen into the world.

Unexpectedly, the smile on his face froze.

He looked at the girl holding the big knife unkindly.

She obviously looks young, delicate and frail, but she is carrying a machete that is incompatible with her.

She raised and lowered the knife with an expressionless hand.

The demonic vine that had swallowed several people was cut into several pieces, twisting and struggling on the ground.

Several corroded corpses fell out. They were not dead yet, but their bodies were still decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

No one dared to come close.

The juice of high-level magic vines is extremely corrosive. If you get a little bit of it, the juice will slowly corrode your body.

Until the bones are eroded and the intestines melt.

The young man rubbed his smooth chin with his long fingers.

interesting.

His slightly hoarse voice softly recited a complex and complicated spell.

In an instant.

There were rustling sounds all around, and countless magic vines crawled towards everyone like poisonous snakes. Hundreds of bright and eye-catching piranha flowers with big mouths and drooling swooped towards everyone.

Wen Lian is the leader of the Xuanyuan Sect.

His eyes also became darker, and his voice was urgent with a hint of fear.

"Set up the formation."

The disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect quickly spread out and formed seals with their fingers to protect Shen Chen and Xie Xuan, who had no spiritual power, in the middle.

They have become accustomed to protecting their young junior sister. Although her cultivation level is not low now, it is difficult for her to compete with these hundreds of high-level magic vines.

"Junior sister, let's set up the formation. You must crush the mountain jade and notify the elders to come and save us."

The lavender Xuanyuan Formation quickly formed.

The green jade also turned into fine powder in Shen Chen's hands, and countless light fluorescent lights flew out of the Warcraft Forest at the speed of light.

The Xuanyuan Sect's spells are mainly defensive, supplemented by attack. The disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect are best at formations.

The Sirius sect focuses on attacking.

Seeing that they could no longer escape, they also raised their weapons and attacked the demonic vines. However, most of the disciples were still of ordinary cultivation. After jointly killing a few demonic vines, many disciples had already lost their lives.

The number of monsters screaming and dying in front of me is no longer small.

And without the accompanying elders to protect them, they soon couldn't hold on any longer.

The leading disciple of the Sirius Sect asked Wen Lian for help.

At this time, the formation has been completed. If the formation is broken and the seals are formed again at this time, I am afraid that it will cause casualties to the Xuanyuan Sect.

Wen Lian rejected him.

The leading disciple of the Sirius Sect yelled loudly.

You are all people in the world of cultivating immortals, but you actually do nothing to save me.

There are fewer and fewer disciples around.

The leading disciple of the Tianlang Sect looked at the Xuanyuan Sect in the formation fiercely.

If you are unkind, don't blame us for being unjust.

They looked at each other and led all the demonic vines to the Xuanyuan Sect.

The magic vines attacked the purple formation, and as the big mouth touched the formation, the purple flames burned the flowers out.

But as the attacks became more frequent, the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect gradually turned pale and seemed to be exhausted of their spiritual power.

The formation shield also becomes lighter and lighter at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The young man in the dark looked at everyone in amusement.

The monks in the world of cultivating immortals are the most hypocritical.

All of them talk about benevolence and righteousness, but in reality, each one is more greedy and cruel than the last.

First, he fought over an ordinary fairy grass, and then he refused to save him. This turned out to be another disaster.

Interesting, really interesting.

I didn't come here in vain today, I watched a big show for free.

So, let's all die here.
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