This won't work The black energy flowed, and Murong Wu tried her best to stabilize her body and save her life in this attack with almost no gaps.
I can barely keep up with my physical strength.
Qing Jie felt on his finger that Murong Wu was exhausted, and slowly released a little protective shield to protect Murong Wu.
Looking directly at the surroundings again, dark green sap was scattered everywhere, the ground was cracked, roots were tangled, and broken branches and leaves were everywhere.
The broken soil surged again, and more branches and vines broke out of the ground, hitting Murong Wu.
The branches cut through the air, making a shrill sound like a whip, which was horrifying.
Murong Wu tried her best and slipped out again.
Xiaoxiao and Xueqiu'er in their clothes could already feel Murong Wu's beating heart and chest rising and falling anxiously.
The white clothes soared into the air, and the jet-black dagger shone with cold light.
All those who were close to him were killed.
Murong Wu looked at the barrier that was almost piled up like a mountain in front of him, his brows were condensed, he could not retreat, he could only advance.
As long as you retreat, it will be difficult to approach this place again.
The internal force burst out again, hitting it right there, and the whole space shook.
The woman in blue who was watching the show saw Murong Wu using her internal energy more than once, and was very curious about what kind of moves she used.
It was neither sword energy nor fighting energy, nor any kind of kung fu she knew, which made her a little curious.
Murong Wu's internal strength is already very strong.
In terms of fighting spirit, her strength can reach the level of entering the Purple Master for the first time.
However, such a strong force hit only a small hole in the dense network of branches and vines.
Murong Wu was silent in her heart.
She really hated such large things the most.
They were thick-skinned.
In the body, the little bits of strength from before slowly gathered together, and the green ring slowly emitted brilliance.
This little girl has a lot of treasures on her body.
The woman in blue looked at her playfully.
But the man next to her didn't have such a good nature.
He looked at the little woman in his arms, clenched his fists, and considered whether he should knock her unconscious and carry her away.
After thinking about it, he didn't want to let go, so let's forget it. , my face was filled with ice from beginning to end.
Swaying to the left, a branch as thick as a waist brushed past his face.
At the same time, he raised the knife and dropped it, leaving debris on the ground.
Another strong wind hit him from the lower right side.
Murong Wu spun around in the air, increased his speed, and avoided it.
This raging attack.
Even if they know that encountering soul-catchers will lead to death, they will never look back and continue to fight.
Beads of sweat kept dripping on the ground, and his hair was already stained with moisture.
But the strange thing was that despite such a big war and the dust, the white clothes on Murong Wu's body were not stained by the dust, and the white clothes were still better than the snow.
We must defeat that point as soon as possible, otherwise, we will be dragged to death.
Her eyes were stern, and even though she was now at a disadvantage, her expression remained fearless.
The two little things in my arms didn't dare to move at all.
In such a critical moment, any mistake would lead to death.
Murong Wu held the Soul Conjurer in his hand, and the pitch-black blade shook slightly.
A stream of ink wind rose up out of thin air at the tip of the blade, whistling like it was angry and letting out a sharp hiss.
This power is powerful, and the sharpness seems to tear everything apart.
Even though Murong Wuguo has been automatically protected by the spirit, he still can't stand the sound.
Murong Wu frowned, her head felt dizzy, and her hand could hardly hold the black blade.
On the other side, the woman in blue and the man were already protected by the Ice Soul Sword.
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"The two habitats are still the same."
The woman snuggled up to the man and said.
"Yeah."
The man hummed, his voice low and cold.
The powerful roar seemed to have an entity, tearing in all directions sharply.
When it comes into contact with the eyes, as long as it is a living thing, whether it is a plant or something else, it will be torn into powder almost instantly.
The life-twisting tree was shaking like crazy, like a patient suffering from epilepsy, twitching wildly and making a sound like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.
The branches and leaves were crushed bit by bit, and the lives were devoured bit by bit.
The Soul-Taking Soul became angry, and the powerful force did not hide it at all, tearing apart the surroundings like destroying the heaven and earth: