Chapter 162 Only once

Author: Unlucky Caffeine

Chapter 162 Only once

Yan Longtian drew out the sword and even admired the sword before taking action.

The sword body was red and there was an immortal sticky flame attached to it.

Every time a layer of vine is summoned, it will be cut off mercilessly and easily.

But if it continues to waste so much, it is not a big deal.

Song Tai thought about it, fighting and retreating, looking embarrassed.

However, Song Tai learned the martial arts inherited from the Xuesong Mansion.

As long as the thorns on the blood vine pierce the human skin, they will absorb the enemy's blood and grow larger and thicker. The vine is a common large-scale attack method for monks who major in wood-attribute spiritual energy. Therefore, he seems to show it often.

He only knows the blood vine as an attack method.

But that's not the case.

A large amount of wood-type spiritual power was transmitted from Song Tai's feet into the land, and it was connected in one piece of connected fallen leaves and the roots of the trees, and finally it was transferred into the tree closest to Yan Longtian.

Behind him, the bark of the tree suddenly became wet, and a small spore began to grow rapidly, but in an instant, it turned into a cluster of small mushrooms.

However, this mushroom presents a strange red light.

In less than a breath, it spores, a very fine and fluffy ball, flying towards Yanlongtian with the wind.

Although the forest is afraid of fire, there are too many plants here.

This is simply one of the home courts of the wood monks!

Song Tai's spiritual power was almost exhausted, but he was excited and even deliberately revealed a flaw, intending to exchange a small injury for Yan Longtian without any notice, and then the spores could fall on him and take root.

Grow out.

Yan Longtian paused for a moment, his head tilted slightly, as if he was listening to someone talking, then he jumped lightly and simply avoided the terrifying spore mist.

Thousands of spores, only one fell on the tip of his ear.

Song Tai looked at the little mushrooms that popped up in his ears in an instant, and his eyes looked hopeful.

Yan Longtian raised the sword, cut off the little bit of the tip of his ear without hesitation.

The small piece of meat fell on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, a bunch of small mushrooms appeared, and withered in an instant.

Seeing that his spiritual power was not enough, Song Tai didn't plan to continue fighting with him, so he took out a talisman from the ring.

The invisible talisman his father gave him was only one cup of tea, and he only had one thousand five spirit stones for a price. He originally had only five of them all, and two of them were given to Jian Baisan.

Song Tai is gone.

Yan Longtian ascended to the sky, muttering something in his mouth, and then swept in the void the next second!

A wall of fire rose into the sky with a huge range. Countless plants inside curled up and burned, gradually shrinking inward.

Above a sea of ​​fire, there was a flame that swung slightly against the wind.

Catched.

After Song Tai used up all three invisible talismans and thought he had successfully escaped, he saw Yan Longtian again.

Yan Longtian was still standing in front of him.

However, his bright smile collapsed.

"Your spiritual power," Yan Longtian said expressionlessly, "You have finished all the trouble."

Song Tai was frightened and finally reacted.

Yan Longtian has never really attacked him, just waiting for him to consume his spiritual power, and he has no way to surrender with a signal—

Isn’t this really at the mercy of others?

"Wait!" Song Tai gritted his teeth, "Brother, to be honest, I can't give you this sachet."

"You'd better not attack me, my father is the sect leader of Xuesong Mansion."

"But, that's right, I have some magical tools in my hand, which I can give you. The highest is the intermediate level of the Xuan level..."

When encountering a big event, first move out your father, give him a stick and then give him a sweet date. This is a peerless trick that Song Tai has not yet died of swaying for more than a hundred years.

But I don't know what lung tube this sentence poked Yan Long's mouth, and his expression became even more ugly. In the sunset, the shadow of his thick eyelashes hit his cheeks long, like a thread inserted into his face.

Pointed needle.

After a while, he spoke.

"I'm so lucky, you have a good father, right?"

"Are you very proud? You have a backing for anything you did - no wonder, you are still so trash and so naive until now."

"Do you have some dignity and some backbone?"

"For your life, can you please do whatever you want in the mysterious magic weapon?"

Song Taixin said why I am spineless, but I dare not speak out if I dare to be angry.

"Unlike me, I don't have a father like you."

After Yan Longtian said this, the smile on his face suddenly reappeared, and the corners of his mouth were curved: "All this can only be done by myself. I am alone, I fight alone."

Song Tai shut his mouth wisely and didn't ask what this sentence meant.

"It's a pity that your dad is very useful, I'm a little bit hard to kill."

After Yan Longtian finished talking to himself, a bunch of green spiritual power suddenly appeared in his hand. Song Tai didn't react for a moment, and was shocked: Isn't Yan Longtian the Tian Ling root? Where did the second type come from?

Spiritual power?

The next second, the willow tree above his head stretched out a branch, hooked away the sachet around his waist, and handed it to Yan Longtian. It seemed that he was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.

Yan Longtian did not speak anymore, but excitedly pulled the rope of the sachet in front of him - not torn it open.

Yan Longtian was jealous.

Without hesitation, he took out the sword in his hand to pick it up, and even bit it with his teeth - as if Song Tai had recovered a little spiritual power and secretly ate the Huichun Pill without any small movement.

Song Tai watched him unable to bite the rope, and when he finally let go, he couldn't help but lick it with his tongue. He couldn't help but feel creepy and even a little disgusting - after all, he wanted to grab the thing back,

But he didn't want to touch Yan Longtian's saliva.

Then there was fire, gold chop, water soaking, and Song Tai saw him use out five kinds of spiritual powers.

Is this a human?

"How to open?" Yan Longtian took two steps toward Songtai, feeling anxious as if he was scratching, "How to open? How to open?"

The spiritual power of thunder attribute, thunder! He is getting closer and closer, "How to open? How to open? How to open?"

Very uncomfortable.

Yan Longtian smelled the most intense thunder spiritual power ever, and felt that he could bite Jian Baisan's neck in the next second, but found that the key to the food was not in his hands.

Very hungry.

It was as painful as the last second of the ascension and enlightenment, my thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

So hungry!!

"How to open? How to open? How to open?"

"How to open? How to open?"

Very anxious!

Yan Longtian's saliva flowed out from his mouth. Every time he said a vague word, saliva dripped on the ground. There was suddenly one more person in his blood vessels, dantian, and meridians, three, five, and eight

Ten people were roaring with him, covering their stomachs, how hungry, how can they open the bag of food?

When he stopped in front of Song Tai, six different-colored spiritual arms pressed Song Tai tightly to the ground.

"Open," Yan Longtian ordered Song Tai with his last bit of rationality, "Open it, I... won't kill you."

Song Tai struggled, but couldn't move.

The magic weapon summoned from the ring fell outside and was shattered by the unconscious Yan Longtian.

...Song Tai knew that he could not break free.

In fact, he really only needs a little spiritual power to open it, after all, Jian Baisan temporarily transferred it to him.

But he doesn't want to open it.

If there is no Jian Baisan inside, he will definitely be dead.

And when it is opened, Yan Longtian goes around to look for Jian Baisan, isn’t her plan done?

I have ruined her plan once... She saved myself and my brothers.

Jian Baisan still went to save his good friend, so he was so loyal.

Since you open it will die, and if you don’t open it will die, you will die. It’s better to die with dignity and be more strong.

He has been praised for being able to bend and stretch for the rest of his life, so this time he will be regarded as a kindness for Jian Baisan who has helped him so many times.

After all, she is really a good person, and it is rare to see it in the world of cultivation.

"No." Song Tai raised his head and said lightly, "Silly, do whatever you want."

When Yan Longtian and the "people" on their bodies left in a daze, there was only a blood-colored robe, a ring, and a sachet that had been forgotten to pick up.

I'm so tired to prepare for the exam, sorry, I'm too late, thank you for your monthly tickets and rewards tomorrow!

And the repetition of this chapter is not for the number of words! It is to hope to achieve some effect...
Chapter completed!