The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

In the vortex, two doors with 120 and eight gold nails each slowly opened, revealing a place full of bright light.

"Go! Find your destiny!"

Gao Yi said to the disciples of Mingyue Sect.

He was not the only one who said this, the other leading elders also urged the disciples to enter the secret realm as soon as possible.

Yun Ying looked at Feng Jing, took the lead to leave the team, jumped onto the side of the boat, and jumped down towards the gate, like a yellow warbler flying into it.

Followed by a red-clothed figure in Feng Ni Valley.Su Minglang was stunned for a moment, rolled his eyes, and chased after him full of gloom.

It's just you who ruined my chance to fight with that witch, right?It's all right, and yours!He can ignore all the opportunities in Haidong's secret realm, but he must suffer from that kid's prodigal arrows!
Seeing many disciples throwing themselves into it like making dumplings, Gao Yi lazily raised his head and glanced at Zhuo Pengju.

Zhuo Peng looked at the door with a condensed expression. After nearly [-] disciples entered it, it closed slowly again. The trajectory of the disciples.

Yun Ying, who was the first to enter it, had fallen into a certain small valley in the secret realm at this moment, and the ice jade chopsticks in her hand shimmered faintly, offsetting the dizziness caused by the turbulent flow of time and space for her.

She closed her eyes and adjusted her breath for a while, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a world of singing birds and fragrant flowers, gurgling water and lush aquatic plants.

"This place is fairly clean." Just as Yun Ying said something to Cui Zun, she felt a faint murderous aura coming from her back, so she hurried forward, dodging the secret killing blow, and summoned the Broken Frost Knife Turn around and chop away.

A silent silver light shone past, and a thin vine fell to the ground, juice continuously flowed from the fracture, and the faint fragrance blew away with the wind.

"Spirit-swallowing vine!" Yun Ying's heart trembled, she immediately held her breath, and quickly backed away.

However, it was too late after all.

The alluring fragrance is scattered with the wind, and wherever it passes, the rustling sound is continuous.

Yunying knew that it was the spirit-swallowing vines from other directions rushing here.

Spirit-swallowing vine is an extremely ferocious demon vine. A single vine is not very powerful, but the problem is that every ten years, each vine will grow into hundreds of vines. With its fangs and claws covering the sky and the sun, neither humans nor monsters can escape its vine net.

Yun Ying didn't know how many years the vine she met had grown, but seeing how red the vine was cut off, she knew that it must not be less than ten years old, and it must have been eaten before then. blood food.

Regardless of the monster or the monster vine, the ferocity of those who have eaten blood food and those who have not eaten blood food are not the same. Even if this vine has just passed ten years, there are only a hundred vines, and it is more than enough to deal with monks in the mortal realm.

Most importantly, Yunying couldn't tell if there was only this spirit-swallowing vine in the area she was in.

If there is only this one, she may not be unable to fight it, but if there are other spirit-swallowing vines here, and she kills this vine with great effort, its juice will definitely attract other spirit-swallowing vines, and if she goes back and forth, she may be tired die here.

After various considerations, Yunying thinks that the 36 plan is the best plan.

Cui Zun also agrees, he understands the habits of these vines better than Yunying, and knows that they can never be born here alone.

Therefore, it is better to run quickly.