I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

The two of them stared at each other silently, unconsciously.

……

The wind died down and the fire dissipated.

Where is the spiritual mist and the deathly silence?

Before them stood a colossal figure, emanating an aura that sent shivers down Huang Quan's spine.

The enormous vines danced wildly like demons, their thorns gleaming with blood, and the barbed flowers growing from the roots were terrifying.

At the same time, I also saw a dozen or so accomplices scattered around.

Old Wan's face lit up with joy as the unexpected event dispelled the spiritual mist.

However, at that moment, a giant bluish-black vine pierced through his chest.

Blood spurted from his chest, and then the body withered at a visible speed.

He was swallowing hard, his lips slightly parted, as if he wanted to say something, seemingly filled with resentment.

A hundred-foot-tall vine rose from the ground and tightly surrounded the dozen or so of them.

With all escape routes blocked, the vast Red Stone Forest has become an intractable predicament.

Suddenly, four or five more pitiful screams rang out.

It was a desperate cry of having nowhere to go, or perhaps the final burst of life.

The bald man looked desperate. When he saw Huang Quan and Jiang Wanyu, he scrambled over to huddle together for warmth. He swallowed hard, his face ashen. "We're probably doomed. It's the deadly vine of the Red Stone Forest... It feeds on human life force. After it eats, it often spills blood all over the ground, staining the stones red. That's how the Red Stone Forest got its name."

"Didn't I check the almanac before leaving home?! Rumor has it that this monster wasn't in a long slumber to prepare for breaking through to the eighth rank? Why is it here?!"

The life-devouring vines would not cease their attack because of the bald man's sighs and lamentations.

Faced with a pile of food, it seemed to have caught some kind of manic disorder, almost instantly skewering five more pieces and starting to eat.

Then, still seemingly unsatisfied, it turned its gaze to Jiang Wanyu and Huang Quan.

Jiang Wanyu raised a white, cold flame that surrounded her.

The demonic vine made two unsuccessful attempts.

It chose to attack the Yellow Springs.

Huang Quan unexpectedly failed to activate the Immortal Shield.

He bent down and placed the Heavenly Fiend Fox on the ground, then rolled away to dodge the attack from the vines without pausing.

The next moment, countless tentacles pierced him, but he had to retreat. If he had been a step too late, he would have been riddled with holes in an instant.

Huang Quan managed to dodge both times, which angered the vine. It activated all its tentacles and launched a deadly attack.

Countless tentacles attacked the Yellow Springs, but he remained completely calm.

He dodged the vines in an extremely bizarre way.

This is too easy compared to Souls-like games.

He didn't simply dodge the attack; rather, as if he had a premonition, he avoided the attack from the point of contact.

The tentacles were running around wildly, and Huang Quan was moving through them. After a short while, he stopped, and the tentacles came directly in front of him.

"Brother Fugui, get out of the way!"

Jiang Wanyu, who was stunned by what she saw, reacted too slowly and missed the opportunity to come to her rescue.

She never expected the other party to make a mistake here.

The last time, he couldn't avoid the underworld.

But the touch point stopped right in front of him, unable to go any further.

It's all intricately bound together.

The threat has completely disappeared.

Chapter Thirty People cannot, or at least should not

A sword.

The deep darkness reflected the rising moonlight.

As lithe as a flying dragon, it dances with a biting, cold wind, its sword intent sharp and penetrating to the bone, a decade of frost and snow, a vast and boundless expanse.

The sword energy sliced ​​through the vines, and sap slowly dripped from their wounds.

The bald man saw a glimmer of hope for life, and his eyes shone with a light he had never seen before.

"father!!"

He crawled on his stomach, almost tumbling and scrambling, to the side of the Heavenly Fiend Fox. He propped himself up and shielded it from the foul-smelling green liquid dripping from the sky: "Don't dirty my father's fox master."

This seems like an inexplicable act.

But the bald man felt that this was the peak of his intelligence, driven by his survival instinct.

Look at how carefully his father put the fox down before he took action.

The bald man understood that, as long as he had the strength, staying near the fox was the safest place for him.

Jiang Wanyu exclaimed in amazement, "He's so strong..."

Huang Quan kept his sword sheathed, glancing unintentionally at the demon vine.

Silently count to yourself: "One, two, three, fall!"

The demonic vine showed no reaction.

A gentle evening breeze blew by, ruffling his black hair, with a few strands softly brushing against his face.

He secretly glared at the demon vine again.

"Three, two, one, fall!"

The demonic vine was puzzled and struggled to tear apart the tangled tentacles.

The giant vine, nearly a hundred feet long, was suddenly torn in two, and countless sap gushed out from the wound.

As more and more sap is secreted, the wounds of the demonic vine are gradually healing.

Such terrifying vitality.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, it will probably be restored to its original state in no more than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

The enormous vines crashed down from the sky, carving a trench several meters long into the ground, and dust billowed up in an instant.

"It is agile but lacks strength. Such an attack is hard to beat within the sixth realm." Sword Granny sighed, "But it is difficult to damage the foundation of the demon vine. If I am not mistaken, it is only one step away from touching the eighth-level domain."

"Sword Granny, is it time for you to analyze? Quickly lend me all your power, don't hold back!"

She frantically poured her spiritual power into the pale, cold flame, urging it to attach to the sword, and hurriedly urged the Sword Granny to...

The only chance of victory is if the two of them join forces while Huang Fugui is still at his peak fighting strength.

Sword Granny remained silent: "There's almost no chance left. I understand your thoughts. If this demonic vine were only at the seventh level, the two of you might have a chance to fight it if you joined forces. At the peak of the seventh level, it already possesses the rudiments of mountains and seas, capable of moving mountains and filling seas. How could you two 'mortals' be its match?"

"Sword Granny, we still have that last move, don't we?"

"You mean the Sword Dance in the Sea of ​​Fire from the Burning Sword Technique? Fusing different flames for offense without defense is unparalleled and could indeed severely injure the opponent in one blow. But where do we have a second different flame?"

"Yes, that flickering blue flame on the demon vine is the Chaotic Heart Flame, right? I just need to pour the Pale Cold Flame into its body to cause the two heavenly flames to collide, creating an explosion and forming a sword dance of fire."

A crazy idea surged into Jiang Wanyu's mind, and she could no longer control herself.

"The idea is good, but will the demonic vine just stand by and watch you make a move? Once it realizes your intentions, you will face its most ferocious attack."

"From what I can tell, Huang Fugui is mostly a cultivator who focuses on speed. He's good at restraining opponents, but asking him to defend head-on is a bit of a stretch..."

Sword Granny's voice abruptly stopped.

She remembered something very important.

The illusion has been dispelled.

Why didn't the other party restore their appearance to 'Huang Fugui'?

Could it be...

Should we remind Jiang Wanyu?

"Never mind," she thought for a moment.

To save my own life, I've decided to keep quiet; I can't allow internal conflicts to arise now.

Suddenly, she vividly remembered the day she shattered the second phantom of the Heavenly Fire with a single finger.

"Give it a try! I suspect he still has a trump card up his sleeve! The method you just suggested might work!"

The smoke dissipated.

A vine burst from the ground at an odd angle and wrapped around Huang Fugui's thigh.

A tremendous force came from the vines, pulling him backward and causing him to lose his balance for a moment.

The roots are intertwined and tied together like a rice dumpling.

"Given the current situation, what trump card does he have left?"

Jiang Wanyu rarely uttered a swear word.

The sword light pierced through the air, gently grazing the main trunk of the demonic vine, and continuing to cut along the hideous wound caused by its own struggle to break free.

Clang!

The giant tentacles, nearly a hundred feet long, were suddenly severed in two.

However, it's just a drop in the ocean.

It has dozens of such contacts, and the damaged parts are recovering at an incredible speed.

"Aren't you two young men a little ungrateful?"

Jiang Wanyu suddenly heard a charming female voice coming from within the demonic vine.

Her voice was soft and alluring, captivating and mesmerizing.