Attack is the best defense. If they were passively beaten at this time and allowed Zhao Wuji to use his full strength, they would definitely have no chance. It would be better to use offense instead of defense, and perhaps delay it for a while longer.
Naturally, Luo Qingyue would not let go of such an opportunity, "The first soul skill is cremation."
This time, Luo Qingyue did not hold back and used all the power of her first soul skill to attack Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji raised his eyebrows, "Little girl, are you using the same attack twice? I can easily defeat you the first time and the second time."
"Ha~ Really? But I don't intend to defeat you with my first soul skill~ Our purpose is just to delay time~"
As soon as Luo Qingyue finished speaking, a large blue flame lit up around Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji frowned, "Why is it different?"
"hiss--"
As soon as the blue flame touched Zhao Wuji's skin, it burned it black. The pain that had not been felt for a long time made Zhao Wuji take a breath.
Zhu Zhuqing originally wanted to see the right moment and attack, but now that she saw Zhao Wuji's situation, she did not dare to attack rashly.
Zhao Wuji held back the severe pain and said, "The sixth soul skill, the powerful Vajra Roar!"
"roar--"
The huge sound wave energy once again dispersed Luo Qingyue's first soul skill.
Zhao Wuji suddenly felt his whole body tighten, and the vines full of spikes had wrapped around his body crazily. Both his arms and legs were wrapped tightly.
The vines tightened extremely, and strong paralyzing toxins were suddenly released.
At the same time, vines rising from the ground pushed his body upward, causing his feet to leave the ground.
No matter how strong a person is, he cannot stabilize his body without roots under his feet.
Zhao Wuji's body suddenly spun in the air.
At this time, his body was still covered with Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, like a big blue-black rice dumpling.
With the assistance of Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the spirit power Tang San exerted at this time had already exceeded the level of level 30.
"It's fun to take a spin." Zhao Wuji's voice rang in the air.
With a bang, the vines all over Zhao Wuji's body were broken simultaneously and scattered in all directions, and his feet stood firmly on the ground again.
Zhao Wuji raised his hand, ready to attack the little girl who set him on fire, but he didn't find her.
Zhao Wuji frowned and said, "That little girl who set the fire, aren't you going to come out?"
The ethereal voice sounded again, "Did Teacher Zhao just realize that I didn't come out?"
Zhao Wuji snorted angrily, "I just broke your first soul skill, and that kid wrapped me in grass. How can I have time to see you?"
"Hahaha, since Teacher Zhao misses me so much, then I will come out~"
Behind Zhao Wuji, countless sparks were gathering together to form a figure, and finally Luo Qingyue appeared behind him.
A strange red light lit up in Luo Qingyue's eyes, and even Tang San was stunned for a second when he saw it, "Teacher Zhao~ behind~"
Zhao Wuji was surprised when he heard the voice. When did this girl run behind him?
As soon as Zhao Wuji turned around, Luo Qingyue quickly approached, raised her fist covered in blue flames, and hit him in the stomach.
Bang--
Without moving the hammer, Luo Qingyue quickly took a step back and looked at him strangely, "Teacher Zhao, is your belly made of iron?"
Zhao Wuji only felt the sting for a moment and didn't take it seriously.
He said with some pride, "I am the Immovable King Zhao Wuji! Your intensity is just to scratch the itch."
A hint of smile flashed in Luo Qingyue's eyes, right~