Tu Ningning quietly pulled Yun Zheng's sleeve and whispered, "Let's wait for them to make a move first and see what this thorny ball vine tree is capable of. Then it won't be too late for us to take action."

"That makes sense." Yun Zheng agreed.

The two of them stood aside and waited quietly. The others also waited for a while, but found that no one was willing to take action. Those cultivators who had fought with the thorny vine tree yesterday became impatient.

They took a few steps forward, each of them attacking one of the thorny vines.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

What was shocking was that the prickly vine tree was completely intact and did not even move. It was as stable as a rock.

One cultivator provoked the other by saying, "It's just a broken tree, why are you pretending? Today, I, Luo Dahan, will chop you down!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a vine from a thorny vine tree swung towards the spiritual cultivator named Luo Dahan, accompanied by many sharp thorn balls.

The key point is that these thorn balls can actually break away from the vines, float in the air, surround Luo Dahan from all directions, and then quickly gather together.

Wow!

Luo Dahan raised his long knife and waved away the thorn balls. Several thorn balls fell to the ground, and then returned to the vines at lightning speed.

Yun Zheng's eyes calmed down slightly. She saw that after the fallen thorn balls returned to the vines, the long thorns penetrated into the vines, and a little juice was absorbed by the long thorns. Then, these balls attacked Luo Dahan again.

This looks like it's replenishing energy.

The other vines and branches of the tree also released thorn balls, but nearly half of the vines suddenly "swish" and attacked Luo Dahan's body like octopuses.

Luo Dahan was surrounded and attacked in an instant and was at a disadvantage.

His body was covered with long bloody wounds, and some long thorns even penetrated his skin.

"Go to hell!" Luo Dahan growled, and stood up with his knife to block. The pressure of the seventh level of the demigod realm burst out from his whole body, suppressing the thorn balls for a moment.

He ran quickly towards the main body of the vine tree. He clenched the long sword with both hands, and his spiritual power surged. The long sword was gradually replaced by golden light, emitting a golden elemental spiritual power.

indestructible!

He jumped up a few times and chopped down the main body of the vine with his long knife.

boom--

With one cut, the upper half of the vine was split, but the lower half remained very strong.

At that moment, the thorn balls attacked Luo Dahan violently, and the vines of the vine tree attacked Luo Dahan flexibly in the air and underground, forcing Luo Dahan to retreat again and again.

Suddenly, Luo Dahan was not paying attention and a vine pierced his calf. He screamed in pain.

"ah!"

Luo Dahan decisively raised his knife and cut off the vines, then quickly withdrew without staying any longer. It seemed that he would not be able to get rid of the prickly vine tree today.

Luo Dahan ran away quickly, and a bunch of thorn balls chased him, as if they were determined to stab him to death.

Luo Dahan screamed in shock.

"Don't chase me! Get out of here!"

Everyone became even more frightened when they saw this scene.

Tu Ningning frowned. She turned her head to look at Yun Zheng and suggested, "Why don't we team up to deal with a thorny ball vine tree? After we succeed, we can divide the spoils."

"That's fine." Yun Zheng smiled.

Tu Ningning rolled up her sleeves and said, "Come on then."

The two of them walked towards one of the spiny vine trees at the same time.

Tu Ningning was very curious about Yun Zheng's strength, so she asked, "Will you strike first, or should I?"

"Let me go first." Yun Zheng replied after hearing this, then raised her hand, and a silver sword suddenly appeared in her hand.

Tu Ningning watched Yun Zheng walk straight towards the prickly vine tree in front.

…

At this time, in an unknown place.

At the end of the floating clouds, there was a figure standing in the east, with fluttering sleeves, white clothes as white as snow, and a face that was even more cold and extraordinary, with eyebrows and eyes like ink paintings that added a bit of alienation and arrogance.

He held a bloody sword in his hand, and blood was dripping down.

He looked up at the man opposite him. The man looked exactly like him, even the blood sword in his hand was the same.

The man opposite said calmly, "You and I are both grains of sand in this mortal world. This mortal world is full of unrest and suffering. You should continue to take my place and stay in this mortal world."

"That's nonsense." He stood up with his sword, pointed it at the other party, and said in a cold tone.

The man opposite said, "Stubborn."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them actually started fighting. The sword moves and sword intent they used were exactly the same, but the difference was that the man on the opposite side had a higher level of cultivation than Feng Xinglan.

That is to say, the 'fake Feng Xinglan' replicated all of Feng Xinglan's sword moves, sword techniques, and sword intent, but the cultivation level of the 'fake Feng Xinglan' was higher than Feng Xinglan's.

Despite the unequal situation, the two sides were deadlocked for hundreds of rounds.

In return, Feng Xinglan was defeated and kicked down from the clouds again, falling into the mortal world. Meanwhile, the cultivation level of the 'fake Feng Xinglan' had improved a bit.

The 'fake Feng Xinglan' narrowed his eyes and frantically read Feng Xinglan's memories and information in his mind, because after 'he' leaves the Mortal Secret Realm, he will officially replace Feng Xinglan.

As long as Feng Xinglan dies in the mortal world, 'he' can go out.

In Feng Xinglan's memory, the most images he had were about a team called Fengyun. The relationship between the members of this team was so good that made him a little envious and jealous.

However, this is 'his' life from now on.

…

At this moment, Feng Xinglan fell back into the mortal world, only to wake up on a dilapidated bed. He sat up, looked at the other people in the dilapidated house, and said in a somewhat lonely tone: "I lost again."

The young man with a high ponytail said indignantly, "Brother Lan, this is not your fault. It's all these stinky sand grains that are cheating!"

"Not only are these grains of sand replicas of us, they're also several realms higher than us. How can we possibly defeat them? Challenging ourselves is already difficult enough, and this thing is several realms higher than us!"

At this time, the purple-clothed man sitting beside him slowly stood up and said gently, "Ayin, Lan, we have to leave this place quickly, otherwise they will catch up with us."

When Mu Yin heard this, his expression became a little more serious and he nodded solemnly.

Feng Xinglan nodded, "Okay."

After Feng Xinglan stood up, he left the shack with the two of them. They looked around and found that everything was quiet.

The three people's eyes changed slightly, they really were chasing after them.

"Run!" Mu Yin shouted without hesitation.

For a moment, the three of them ran in the same direction, but there were many dangerous traps and ambushes on this road.

Mu Yin almost missed a step and was grabbed by Yan Chen, who was standing next to him, by his clothes and lifted up.

Mu Yin blurted out, “Brother Chen, your strength has the style of A Zheng!”

Yan Chen: "...We are running for our lives, no chatting!"

"oh oh!"

At this time, Feng Xinglan looked ahead with a slightly stern look in his eyes.

“They showed up.”