Chapter 605

Amidst the towering mountains and ridges, ancient trees were jagged, blocking out the sky.

Amidst a lush green, where did the rumored Withered Wood Ridge come from?

Five figures were walking in the mountain ridge at a steady pace.

The leader was the seven-star Demon Hunter Dao Lan; he was like a sharp blade breaking through the fog, walking the most direct route firmly in the winding, trackless forest.

The Angler was in the center, holding his unique magic treasure, the Sound-Absorbing Bell, at his fingertips.

On the left and right sides were the Gou Star Envoy and Huangfu Song, each with a serious expression.

And at the very end was Luo Chen, who had the lowest cultivation level among the five.

It was quite overbearing!

"It's here!"

Luo Chen was very familiar with that purple light.

That vine was like a python, struggling continuously in his hand, but it couldn't break free no matter what.

He could understand the Angler using the tactic of fighting individually as the keynote for this battle.

Huangfu Song's heart tightened.

The Gou Star Envoy in front asked.

Over a hundred fourth-tier Withered Blood Vines meant over a hundred early-stage Core Formation enemies.

Whoosh!

A pair of wings unfolded from behind Luo Chen.

In the gloomy forest, white vines that looked like spirit snakes and pythons swam from all directions, and the rustling sounds gradually gathered into the sound of a vast river.

Without the suppression of the Flowing Fire Hammer, the white vines chasing from below became even more rampant.

"Slashing and stabbing is more appropriate."

And within the mountain ridge, countless white vines were emerging from the ground, gathering toward them.

Being in the air, Luo Chen exploded with extreme speed, his figure turning and moving as he pleased, turning into a red meteor, charging left and right.

Below, white vines as thick as water buckets were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, chasing and killing from behind.

Why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken?

With an order, the great battle suddenly began!

As if sensing something, those fourth-tier Withered Blood Vines that were ready to go shot out like arrows, breaking through the air.

Luo Chen's hands frequently pinched spiritual seals, and then he joined his fingers like a sword.

Muttering a sound, Luo Chen's magic power surged out wildly.

This was the doubt he had had in his heart ever since he set off.

That person looked back, overlooking the earth.

The Angler looked at that purple seal, a look of satisfaction appearing on his face.

At this moment, under his observation, everyone's fighting style was immediately taken into his eyes.

In his line of sight, Qingyangzi, in a red cloud Daoist robe, was manifesting a giant magic power claw, grabbing a fourth-tier Withered Blood Vine tightly.

Although the spirits derived from wood and stone spiritual plants all have very average combat power, for example, that Hidden Dust Sand, a dignified third-tier Great Perfection, the combat power it erupted was only at the level of an early-stage Core Formation cultivator.

"Our direction is correct!"

It looked strange and varied, with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants growing, but in reality, all the spiritual plants were just companion objects of the Withered Blood Vine.

Just at this time, Luo Chen turned around, and his line of sight fell on him.

But this technique had considerable power against wood-attribute spirits.

Outside the valley, giant white vines as thick as water buckets stood tall, eyeing them covetously.

As the vines broke, their vigorous vitality also disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The arrogant look gradually subsided, appearing slightly solemn.

First-tier spell—Fireball Technique.

At this moment, having obtained the source's blessing, plus Luo Chen's magic power amplification.

The effect... was not very good.

Especially since the intelligence stated that besides a fifth-tier Withered Blood Vine, Withered Wood Ridge also had countless low-tier Withered Blood Vines from the second to fourth tier!

Under the control of the Vine King, these Withered Blood Vines could also erupt with astonishing combat power.

"Withered Blood Vines are spiritual plants with a very strong sense of territory; often, within a radius of a thousand miles, no similar spiritual plants exist."

And on Huangfu Song's side, it was slightly unbearable.

"It's a pity that the Xuan

Fire Sword I'm good at is destroyed."

Seeing this scene, Luo Chen subconsciously looked at the valley.

At first, he tried to slash the vines with his long sword, but the fourth-tier Withered Blood Vines were incomparably tough; his sword Qi was not as good as Dao Lan's blade Qi, and he couldn't cut them with one strike.

A bitter battle, indeed a bitter battle.

But at this time, the encirclement of the Withered Blood Vines had already formed.

Fighting in this kind of environment, there was absolutely no geographical advantage to speak of.

"The number is quite large, reaching over a hundred; gentlemen, this is going to be a bitter battle!"

When the sword light spread beyond a radius of several miles and gradually stopped, the arrogant Huangfu Song revealed his figure, his gaze falling on a white vine struggling under his feet.

The initial battle with the fourth-tier Withered Blood Vine had already made him start using his magic treasure.

This process lasted for a full cup of tea's time.

That was the secret Star-Mang Technique of the Heavenly Demon Star Sect that countless people had praised.

Withered Glory True Fire!

As soon as they landed, the expressions of the five changed simultaneously.

"It doesn't want us to leave, so let's go find it."

He originally wanted to use this as a foundation to slowly restore the complete Violent Fire Miasma.

Amidst the attacks of Dao Lan and Luo Chen one after another, the footsteps of the five did not stop at all, rushing toward the depths of Withered Wood Ridge with a rapid pace.

Luo Chen frowned, his spiritual sense sweeping over the other battle groups.

Bang!

Luo Chen landed on his feet, looking at the fourth-tier Withered Blood Vine still struggling on the ground, and couldn't help but frown.

He looked back, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

The highly corrosive Withered Glory Evil Qi continuously invaded their bodies, destroying the roots inside the Withered Blood Vines.

Those slow-moving Withered Blood Vines couldn't catch up to him at all.

He stared at the bell in his hand that kept making crisp sounds, and the joy on his face grew stronger and stronger.

"The fighting spirit is acceptable, so then... let's fight individually!"

Huangfu Song said loudly: "Angler, you promised me that as long as I complete this mission, you will negotiate with the Tianqu Chen family in the name of the Wan Xian Society!"

If viewed from high above, this scene was simply like a monstrous flood rushing at a few ants.

Luo Chen guessed that this might be the trump card the other party relied on most.

However, seeing the Angler's back heading straight into the valley, he was slightly puzzled.

This was a territory occupied by wood-attribute spiritual plants.

He held a giant hammer and soared into the sky.

Taking a deep breath, the magic power in his body operated smoothly again.

A valley stood there like a low volcanic crater.

The fishy mountain wind blew through the jagged and undulating mountain rocks, blowing onto

the faces of the four.

Pulling away the distance and fighting separately was the only way to maximize everyone's strength.

"However, this technique is no longer of much help to my current battle, so let's leave the final remaining power here in Withered Wood Ridge!"

The Angler was calm in the face of danger, and his aged voice came from his mouth.

Even if their attack methods were lacking, only possessing instinctual attacks like entanglement and stabbing, they couldn't withstand the sheer number.

Luo Chen pressed his palm horizontally, surging downward.

Recalling the Angler's words in his mind, Luo Chen did not let his guard down completely.

Whenever a fourth-tier Withered Blood Vine attacked, he would strike out rays of starlight of different colors.

In other words, when they took their first step onto Withered Wood Ridge, they had already been discovered by that fifth-tier Withered Blood Vine.

Deep in Withered Wood Ridge.

Grass-Cutting Geng Metal Sword Qi!

"If it weren't for relying on the Wan Xian Society as a big backer, I wouldn't want to do such meaningless things."

Withered Glory Evil Qi was originally evil qi generated in the place where Withered Glory Fire had been burning for a long time.

Luo Chen turned a blind eye, just opened his mouth and spat!

A wisp of pale smoke sprayed out from his mouth.

This was also one of the reasons why he was unwilling to have much contact with the few people.

He stood still on the spot like a mountain, but the

Withered Blood Vines surrounding him could not get within three zhang of him.

Just as Luo Chen was pondering in his heart, his footsteps suddenly paused.

At the very front, Dao Lan didn't say a word, but a giant broadsword fell into his hand.

The Angler looked at Luo Chen, and the two nodded at each other.

The five figures flew in different directions without hesitation.

Looking at this wisp of smoke, there was a hint of regret in Luo Chen's eyes.

"Although they are claimed to have Core Formation combat power, their methods are single; once a targeted technique is found, they are vulnerable."

"However, besides this, other methods are not impossible."

The Angler suddenly looked back, "You wouldn't be afraid of battle and flee, would you?"

Instantly, the white vines and the pale smoke fire came into contact.

But with the ability of the five, if this battle were fought with guerrilla tactics, breaking them one by one, it wouldn't be difficult.

But in Luo Chen's pair of spiritual eyes, he discovered that they were clearly inner cores of third-tier Demon Kings!

Using Demon King inner cores as stars to perform the Star-Mang Technique?

Worthy of being a powerhouse of a former upper sect, with deep foundations, still strolling leisurely amidst such an intense battle.

The Angler bypassed Dao Lan and came to the front.

However, they couldn't withstand the sheer number!

If it were really that easy, the Angler wouldn't have assembled a lineup of five late-stage Core Formation combat powers for this mission.

At any rate, it was a fourth-tier spiritual plant; even if it was just a branch vine, it should be worth a lot.

"Is this the seven-star Demon Hunter Dao Lan, known for his combat power in the Wan Xian Society?"

Chi! Chi! Chi!

Increasingly loud burning sounds rang out; in the sky, over a dozen giant vines were all filled with green flames, like green dragons.

"However, this vitality is truly too tenacious!"

One plan failing, he wanted to imitate Luo Chen and pull away the distance first.

Luo Chen, with the lowest cultivation level, bringing up the rear, was still a manifestation of strength!

The name of Qingyang Demon Lord was not spoken by anyone usually, but everyone knew it in their hearts; this could be seen from the wary look Huangfu Song cast at Luo Chen from time to time.

But it was not from the front, but from behind.

And just as he looked up, he saw an aged figure stepping on the corpses of countless fourth-tier Withered Blood Vines that had been strangled by silk threads, ascending to the peak of the valley cliff.

Seeing the fourth-tier Withered Blood Vines still struggling frantically inside the Violent Fire Miasma, Luo Chen gritted his teeth and increased his magic power output.

Instantly, the smoke turned into endless smoke fire.

Five escape lights, swift as meteors, shot over.

But this doubt was already too late to think about in the face of the Withered Blood Vine army chasing from behind.

Clearly, Withered Wood Ridge, this mountain ridge hiding countless Withered Blood Vines, was definitely not that easy.

"Hammering and bombing is not suitable for dealing with these fourth-tier Withered Blood Vines; I have to change the method."

Thick as a water bucket, the patterns were like tree rings.

After a hasty scan of everyone's battle scene, Luo Chen immediately understood in his heart.

"Those low-tier Withered Blood Vines are essentially branch vines of the Vine King; they can be regarded as sub-vines."

Luo Chen muttered in his heart, but his hand movements were not slow.

After all, the five people were not companions who knew each other's roots, so their fighting styles would inevitably conflict.

Since the battle on Cold Light Island, the Violent Fire Miasma he had refined from Withered Glory Evil Qi had only this one group left.

Regarding Huangfu Song's gaze, Luo Chen acted as if he didn't notice. While spreading his spiritual sense to investigate the surroundings, he was also recalling the situation of Withered Wood Ridge that the Angler had mentioned when he came.

"As for the combat power of these sub-vines, gentlemen, you don't need to worry. Even fourth-tier Withered Blood Vines are at most equivalent to those who have just entered the Core Formation stage. If it were other Core Formation cultivators, it might be troublesome, but for us, it just costs some time."

"Continue forward!"

In the valley, a surging and incomparable pillar of spiritual energy shot into the sky.

Gou Star Envoy

had a calm expression, his feet stepping on strange, non-synchronous steps, wandering on the jagged mountain road as if walking on flat ground.

Seeing this scene, the Angler nodded with satisfaction; with a shake of his hand, a black-gold long rod stood in front of him, and the withered silk threads floated in the wind.

"The appearance of fourth-tier sub-vines means we are getting closer and closer to the Vine King's lair."

"However, there are several other seven-star Demon Hunters in the Wan Xian Society, all of whom are late-stage Core Formation experts; why did the Angler specifically conscript me, a five-star Demon Hunter?"

"Usually, the Vine King is in a state of slumber, absorbing spiritual energy. Even if it encounters foreign invaders, it will only let the sub-vines that carry its own consciousness handle it."

Back on Penghu, when Luo Chen used the Mirror Flower Water Moon technique to confuse the other party, it had erupted once.

Those hit might be listless, but after falling to the ground, they would pause for a moment and then make a comeback.

Nodding slightly, Luo Chen cut off the Withered Blood Vine in his hand and put it into his storage ring.

If one's methods affected others during battle, that would not be good.

Dao Lan was in front, acting as the vanguard, with his powerful strength as a guarantee.

Being inside the purple light, his sword Qi seemed to have been blessed, becoming increasingly comfortable.

"Is he going to pluck the tiger's whiskers of the Vine King all by himself?"

"What's wrong?"

The only one that hadn't ended

the battle was the place where the purple light permeated; with a roar, a square seal smashed out, forcibly crushing the fourth-tier Withered Blood Vines spreading on the ground into powder.

"What we need to do is to cut off the sub-vines as much as possible and weaken the strength of the Vine King's main body."

Chi! Chi! Chi!

The fishy smell of burning permeated in all directions.

Catching a glimpse of this blade, Luo Chen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Gentlemen, prepare for the real battle!"

In desperation, purple light erupted from his body, covering a radius of several miles.

"Fourth-tier Withered Blood Vines, they've appeared!"

And the intensity of the next battle would inevitably go up another level; he had to pull himself together.

Dao Lan was still open and close, and every time the long sword in his hand slashed out, it would trigger waves of surging blade Qi.

Gou Star Envoy glanced at the surroundings and shook his head: "Pity, these Withered Blood Vines have no demon cores and cannot be used to make star-mangs."

Luo Chen didn't speak, but he was already holding a giant hammer in his hand.

As if sensing something, the earth responded with tremors.

"The vitality of these sub-vines should come from the mother body?"

Boom!

A majestic and upright sword Qi slashed out, and the surging sword light swept out like a tide.

The Great Perfection Flowing Fire Hammer Technique was used by him in battle for the first time.

But clearly, the Angler had the idea of attacking the valley and killing his way into the Vine King's lair.

"Burn for me!"

The number chasing the Angler was the largest!

The number chasing Luo Chen was the smallest!

Seeing this scene, the corners of Luo Chen's mouth lifted slightly.

In the center of the team, only the Angler had not participated in the battle yet.

With a thought, the Flowing Fire Hammer was put into his pocket.

Instantly, the hundred Withered Blood Vines split into five teams, chasing and attacking respectively.

He always felt that the way the Angler looked at him was not quite right.

And the giant hammer in Luo Chen's hand, under his control, was like blacksmithing, continuously swinging violent smashes.

He saw him slash out a blade, and instantly a blade light dozens of zhang long erupted.

If there are enough ants, they can even bite an elephant to death.

This technique was not high-grade, only second-tier, and it wasn't even a combat spell; it was just a spiritual plant technique used by spiritual plant farmers to harvest mature spiritual plants.

It wasn't until Luo Chen felt his strength was insufficient that those "green dragons" became listless and fell to the ground.

An ordinary blade, the power was not much less than the Violent Sun Technique he performed, and there was no time required for casting spells in between.

And such a fireball

technique, Luo Chen could release almost unlimitedly, and there was no casting time at all.

Amidst the bursting of sword Qi, the white vines still struggling on the ground were immediately cut off.

Where the blade light passed, trees were broken, the earth cracked, and the low-tier Withered Blood Vines that hadn't formed an encirclement were immediately cut off under this blade.

With a wild wave of his sleeves, countless fireballs the size of fists flew out from his sleeves, hitting the Withered Blood Vines swimming from all directions.

For a time, the hearts of the other four people sank.

The Gou Star Envoy in a brilliant star robe beckoned to the void, and rays of starlight surged toward him.

What appeared at this time were just low-tier sub-vines, not worth wasting magic power.

The big man dragged his long sword and retreated, but no white vines were seen chasing him.

But, this was just an illusion!

"The world says Withered Blood Vines are gregarious, but in reality, there is a great error."

Rays of sword Qi were slashed from his hand.

In his line of sight, the red-robed man stood empty-handed, and there were no more enemies by his side.

Along with the surging magic power, there were also wisps of green flames.

At the same time, the Sound-Absorbing Bell in the Angler's hand also made a crisp sound.

Dao Lan pointed his broadsword obliquely at the earth, making a hoarse sound, "Just grass and wood spirits, just slash them!"

But he didn't expect that he had been busy forging weapons all these years and had no time to replenish them.

"The wings have been removed, so you should come out too!"

The five great Core Formation cultivators looked up, their eyes trembling.

Inside the pillar of spiritual energy, a long white vine was like a giant dragon, spanning between heaven and earth.

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