Chapter 2285: Burn wood with fire

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Huh!
However, just as Qu Rujing swept a few feet away, a flash of heat suddenly appeared in front of him, and then a blood-red flame appeared out of thin air, just blocking his way.
"What the hell?"
The sudden appearance of the blood-red flame caused Qu Rujing’s swift body to come to an abrupt end. Although he was swearing in his mouth, deep in his heart, he subconsciously gave birth to this blood-red flame. The meaning of fear.
It seems that this unremarkable, blood-red flame, which does not seem to have much power, poses a fatal threat to him in the early stage of the cave.
This feeling is very complicated, or that Qu Rujing, as a poisonous vein master with the wood attribute, naturally has a sense of disgust for these flames. In short, at this moment, he was surprised by this ordinary blood. The red flame was so scared that it stopped.
Click! Click! Click!
In just such a moment, the gray toad on the other side was already covered with a layer of ice with horror, and finally turned into a lifelike human-shaped ice sculpture.
Even through the transparent ice surface, everyone can clearly see the horror on the face of Huizhan. It is a kind of extreme despair, and there is even a hint of hatred for Qu Rujing's failure to save him in time. .
Perhaps when Gray Toad was dying, he had a kind of regret, regretting why he had to follow Qu Rujing out to do this task, why did he want to be such an early bird?
If it hadn't been for Gray Toad to stand up by himself just now, maybe there would be no such horror at this time. This is the so-called shot-shot bird. All of this was caused by Gray Toad's own death and fate, and could not blame others.
"Grey Toad...dead!"
Everyone looked at the crystal clear human-shaped ice sculpture in a daze. Even if they couldn't accept this fact for a while, the result was in front of them, and it didn't make much difference whether to accept it or not.
Relatively speaking, the Heart Poison Sect Poison Vein Masters who are still in the Yimu Poison Evil Formation are all joyful, being able to be pulled out of the abyss of despair, this feeling is really wonderful.
On the other hand, the Poison Vein Masters in Wan Sumen were full of gloomy faces. They had never thought that in a situation where everything was under control, there would be such a change, which was simply unexpected.
Especially Qu Rujing, his face was almost gloomy at this moment, and the loss of a general in this minute was really painful for him, but he was a poisonous vein master in the half-step cave.
Above the Nine Dragons, it may be easy to find ordinary cultivators in the half-step cave, but it is extremely difficult to cultivate the holy-rank Poison Vessel Master in the half-step cave. Can make up.
"Xingyue, right? I originally wanted to give you a happy one, but now it seems that you ruined this opportunity yourself!"
Qu Rujing, who turned his head, stared at Yun Xiao's eyes as if he wanted to burst out fire. If his eyes could kill people, I'm afraid Yun Xiao's body would have been riddled with holes.
It’s just that for a guy who only had the early stage of the cave, how can Yun Xiao care at all? Perhaps in his eyes, the Qu Rujing in the early stage of the cave is no different from the gray toad in the half-step cave. Right?
At this time, Qu Rujing still didn't realize what a terrifying enemy he was facing. Perhaps in the near future, he will be like Hui Chan, feeling a little regretful for the words he said at this moment. Right.
But people in this world only know whether the previous decision was correct or wrong only when they faced the real result. At least at this time, Qu Rujing did not have that kind of consciousness.
"Wooden net!"
A low voice came from Qu Rujing's mouth, and then everyone felt that the withered grass and thorns under their feet seemed to have become living creatures, and began to grow wildly under some special power.
Only a moment later, these dead branches and fallen leaves, which seemed to have spirituality, turned into a net of heaven and earth, swarming towards Yunxiao, it seemed that he was inevitable.
Because even the towering tree above, bends down at this moment, blocking the escape path that Yunxiao rises in the air, which means that it is blocked by countless wood attributes. died.
The ordinary wood net means is undoubtedly Qu Rujing’s powerful pulse-binding technique. He was originally a wood-attribute cultivator, and as a poisonous vein master, the wood-attributed power controlled by him also contains A touch of toxic gas.
Once surrounded by countless wood attributes, even if Yun Xiao could still struggle a little bit, he would be eroded by the tyrannical poison and unable to move, and could only be slaughtered.
"ended!"
Another deep sound came from the mouth of Qu Rujing. This wooden net's method has always been his unfavorable method when facing the Huaxuan realm or the half-step cave secluded cultivator, and he has never lost his hand once. .
Before Qu Rujing, he had never thought about using this method to deal with a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Maotou boy, just to ensure that there is nothing wrong, he is still cautious.
This wooden net binding technique that has never lost his hand, the next moment is to wrap Yun Xiao’s entire body in it, which makes Qu Rujing’s confidence in her heart much stronger, and the corners of her mouth appear. A smile.
As for the cultivators of the Heart Poison Sect such as Ma Zhenyu in the big formation, their faces are worried at this moment, because Xingyue seems to be their last hope. If they really die in the hands of Qu Rujing, then their last hope can be. There is no more.
But even Ma Zhenyu in the early days of the caverns did not act rashly at this time, because he was quite familiar with this Yimu Poisonous Evil Formation, and knew that as long as he moved, the great formation would immediately explode.
At that time, not only Ma Zhenyu himself, but other Heart Poison Cultivators, including his most beloved nephew, Ma Wensheng, would probably not be spared. He could not afford to take this risk.
The reason is that in Ma Zhenyu’s heart, he was suspicious of the boy’s death. With the grey-clothed boy’s method of killing Gray Toad just now, it is impossible for Qu Rujing to reverse it. Move to kill, right?
I don’t know where this feeling came from. In short, Ma Zhenyu’s heart and mind are lingering. In fact, a strong person in the early stage of the cave, who wants to clean up a half-step cave, would he need to use the first Second move?
On this continent, leaping battles are all the more difficult, not to mention the greater the battle, the Dongyou realm is the second major stage of the three holy veins, and compared with the Huaxuan realm, there is nothing at all. Comparability.
"Ok?"
While the faces of the poisonous vein masters of the Heart Poison Sect were worried, Qu Rujing, the caster of the wooden net, had a change in his complexion after a while. Perhaps only he could sense the figure bound by the wooden net. The status is up.
In the sense of Qu Rujing, Xingyue, which was bound by the wooden net, did not lose its breath, but suddenly burst out a tyrannical hot breath from its body.
This hot aura was much stronger than the blood-red flame that had blocked Qu Rujing's path just now, like a volcanic eruption, erupting from the gray-clothed young man's body in just an instant, as if a fire dragon was awakening.
boom!
When Qu Rujing's face just changed, Yun Xiao didn't give him a chance to react. Once the fire of the ancestral veins broke out, a layer of blood-red flame seemed to surround him.
After Yun Xiao broke into the cave, the fire of the ancestral veins seemed to have improved again. With the blessing of the two chaotic subfires, at least among the same level of cultivators, the fire of the ancestral veins was not comparable to his. .
Suddenly, Yun Xiao seemed to have become a blood-red flame war god. The so-called wooden nets were burned by the fire of his ancestral veins, and they did not persist for a moment at all, they were burned into a blow. ash.
As the mountain wind blows, the ashes are blown off Yunxiao's body, so that everyone outside looks from a distance. It seems that even his robes are not wrinkled, just like the clouds before being wrapped in a wooden net.
A blood-red flame, like an elf, jumps between the five fingers of Yun Xiao's right hand, seeming to have a spirituality that outsiders don't know, containing a trace of destructive power.
"What kind of flame is that?"
Seeing that the wooden net he carefully arranged, only persisted for a few breaths, it was burned to death by the blood-red flame, and Qu Rujing was puzzled, and his heart was even more disturbed.
The flame's restraint on the wood attribute is known to everyone. When the pulse cultivation of the two sides reaches a certain gap, this restraint will be greatly reduced.
For example, a cultivator of the three realms of heaven and the fire of the ancestral vein, can you say that he can compete with a strong wood attribute of the three realms of the holy vein? The answer is obviously no!
It’s not that Qu Rujing has never seen Yun Xiao’s ancestral vein fire, but he has always thought that this gray-clothed boy only has a half-step hole in the secluded realm of cultivation, so he did not have the slightest scruples to use the wood net-bound pulse technique .
Qu Rujing wanted to use his own pulse a higher order to forcibly suppress the fire of the opponent's ancestral veins. He has this confidence. After all, the difference between the two sides is a big order.
But Qu Rujing never expected that it was under such a gap that the fire of the opponent's ancestral veins could be so weird and tyrannical, that his wooden nets would be burnt to death in an instant. This is simply a kind of What an alternative!
Just now when he saw Gray Toad being killed by this gray-clothed boy Xingyue, Qu Rujing still felt that it was not very intuitive. It was not until he tried it by himself that he knew that this gray-clothed boy could not repair it on the surface. To come on.
Especially the blood-red flame, so that Qu Rujing felt a deadly threat from it. He believed that if the flame was touched, he might not even be able to eat it.
The moment Yun Xiao played with the fire of the ancestral veins in his hand, the field suddenly fell into a strange silence. The gray-clothed boy who emerged from nowhere seemed outrageously strong.
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