As the snake root thorn exposed its fierce minions, Qian Bing, who was hiding behind, took the opportunity to estimate its length and shouted happily:

"That's great. This snake root thorn is just over 30 meters long. It should be a little lower than the mandala snake, but its soul ring is more suitable for you."

In fact, the joy Qian Bing showed at this time actually had two parts of the performance, although he believed that Tang San would definitely do his best to save him.

However, if a soul ring that is particularly suitable for Tang San is added as a reward, he will naturally do his best and he will have a better chance of being rescued.

This is a thing that benefits others and self-interest, so he does not lose his mind.

In fact, Qian Bing has been with him until now, and his heart is no longer as if he is foolish at Tang San.

After contacting each other in the past few days, the relationship between the two has indeed heated up, and they are also comrades who have delivered their backs.

Qian Bing's calculations against Tang San and his desire for his martial arts gradually faded.

However, the current crisis situation of life is really forcing Qian Bing to fight for himself even if he has little chance of life.

After all, life is more important than anything else.

If someone notices Qian Bing's status at this time, he will find that he can no longer stand firmly.

Although he could still keep upright, his whole body was shaking gently.

This is obviously a sign of the deepening and onset of snake venom a step further.

Even a layman like Qian Bing, he could clearly feel that the God of Death was getting closer and closer.

I'm afraid not to mention 3 hours, with the current development of toxicity, he may be worried about his life in less than an hour and a half.

So, now he must pull Tang San to fight hard.

Fortunately, after a night of rest, Qian Bing had already recovered to nearly 50% of his soul power, reaching 70% of his level, and he could summon Bibi Bird to fight again.

He finally didn't have to be a waste who had no contribution at all. He raised his right hand and summoned the spirit ball martial soul and released the Bibi Bird.

I don’t know what Bibi Bibi has experienced in the Elf Ball Martial Spirit. She looked like she was desperate last night, but now she has returned to the state of being fierce.

As soon as it appears, it spreads its wings and rises directly to the altitude.

Qian Bing immediately ordered:

"Bibi Bibi, keep a safe distance from snake roots and thorns to release the violent storm. Never get close to you, you are no match for it."

"Beep!"

Bibi Bibi's chirping, which was considered as a response to Qian Bing. A gust of air flow immediately rose under the wings.

After a moment, a wind blade more than two meters long was swung downward.

The snake root thorn was whipping hard at the place where Tang San stood, plowing the land one after another.

In the raging whip shadow, Tang San's steps were like ghosts, constantly changing positions, and he would avoid them in critical moments, which made Qian Bing tremble in fear.

After a while, Tang San successfully retreated more than 20 meters. In addition, he was originally standing at a position of more than ten meters away from the snake root and thorn, so he finally escaped from the attack range of Jingtiao.

Hu~ Huhu.

Amid the howling wind, the violent storm from Bibi Bird finally came.

The snake root thorn has a strong sense of crisis. The extended thorns retract instantly like a spring, and the top coils and wraps up into a wooden shield, firmly protecting the rhizomes under your body.

The huge wind blade followed the moment it had just made a defensive posture, and the sharp airflow cut hard against the jingle wooden shield.

Sizzle!

Amid the sound of serrated serrations, some fine dust seemed to fall on the thorns.

Tang San, who happened to be pushed to Qian Bing, immediately used his full strength to activate the purple demon eyes. Seeing this scene, a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes and said:

"There is a chance, this wind blade seems to be able to cut the thorns!"

"Very good!"

Qian Bing felt relieved when he heard Tang San's words, and a smile appeared on his face.

It seems that I still have some help!

But before they could wait for the two of them to be happy for a long time, suddenly, the whole snake root thorn radiated a rich yellow light all over the body.

The original color of the body was gradually transformed into a faint red-gold color, just like metal.

Obviously, it began to use its soul power to show its true strength as a soul beast.

"Damn!"

Qian Bing looked at the reform that happened to the snake root thorn, and he suddenly looked dark and couldn't help but swear.

On Douluo Continent, the growth of Bibi Bibi seems to be able to transcend the limitations of the elves world.

After this period of growth and training, after several experiences of possessing soul rings, it has gained a lot of understanding of its own control of certain skills.

After sensing the opponent's changes, Bibi Bird immediately began to condense the wind blade.

The length of the wind blade was quickly condensed from about 2 meters to 1.34 meters, which is also the limit that Bibi Bird can achieve with its strength.

The originally colorless airflow turned into a faint blue color, and the harsh "sizzling" sound made by it intersecting with the thorns resounded even more instantly.

However, although the movement on the field was much greater, the effect was not at all!

Tang San saw the situation in his eyes, and said with a serious tone:

"No, after this snake root thorn uses its soul power, its body turned into metallic color. Its toughness is obviously not on the same level as before. Now the wind blade has no way to work on it."

Qian Bing felt cold when he heard this, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"It's over, the storm cannot cut off the bramble, so how else can we kill it?"

Qian Bing knew very well that the reason why Tang San was able to kill the Mandala Snake was mainly because he seized the opportunity and used the right method.

The method of throwing a short sword into the snake's belly is a life-threatening method that the mandala snake cannot make any rescue measures, so they can defeat the strong with the weak and find a chance to win.

But the plant soul beast of snake root thorn is not a flesh-and-blood body like the mandala snake that can be killed by tricks.

The various hidden weapons and methods that Tang San had with him were basically useless to it.

If even Bibi's wind blade cannot play any role in it, then Qianbing will not have any hope of killing the snake root thorns and taking the white snake flower that accompanies it to detoxify itself.

Thinking of this, Qian Bing, who had originally pretended to be firm but was actually anxious about his injuries, felt that the breath that forced him to resist him suddenly vented.

The tremor on the body became stronger and stronger, and my mind suddenly turned white, and my feet were unstable and soft and fell.

Tang San then realized the abnormality of Qian Bing's body, reached out and dragged his waist, and gently placed him on the ground.

With his cultivation and insight on the poisonous path, he naturally knew what Qian Bing was like without asking too much, and he rebuked anxiously:

"Boss, why didn't you tell me earlier that you were so poisonous? I can help you delay your injury!"

As Tang San said that, he sat cross-legged behind Qian Bing, supported his upper body, patted his back with a palm, and continuously introduced Xuantian skills into Qian Bing's body.
Chapter completed!