"ah!!"

Yi Chuanmei raised her fair and beautiful neck and let out a sharp cry.

Mental blow.

At that time, Zhang Yuanqing's brows lit up with a deep blue light, and he painted a rebellious and unyielding face, exempting himself from this mental attack.

The ball lightning condensed and rushed out of the gun barrel.

The bright purple ball lightning obliquely hit Yi Chuanmei's side, only to hear the loud "boom", a deep pit exploded on the ground, scorched black soil splashed, and the vines covering that area were turned into ashes.

Yi Chuanmei was blown away by the violent shock wave, her left leg was broken at the knee, and half of her body was scorched black and tender red.

Just the shock wave from the ball lightning explosion killed her half.

I aimed at her head, and Zhang Yuanqing was not happy at all when I missed it. Some force affected his aim and made him shoot the ball lightning.

"It's a blessing." Chen Xuedao, who was bound by vines, was affected by the mental shock, warm blood flowed from his nose, and his body turned into quicksand, flowing away from the gaps in the vines.

The quicksand condensed into a human form again, and Chen Xuedao, carrying a long knife, strode heavily towards Yi Chuanmei, whose body was scorched black.

The vines only restricted him a little bit, not to mention suppression. To be able to suppress a mountain god in the field of mountain gods, it must be a higher-level mountain god.

Yi Chuanmei gasped for breath, staring at the purple thunder cannon in Yuanshi Tianzun's hand fearfully, her eyes were full of joy and fear for the rest of her life, as well as a trace of morbid pleasure.

As she expected, Yuanshi Tianzun really possessed a strange treasure, and the lethality of the item in his hand was terrifying.

Looking at Chen Xuedao who was striding forward, Yi Chuanmei raised her head again and let out a shrill scream.

After three saves were exhausted, Zhang Yuanqing let out a muffled snort, as if someone had hit his forehead hard with a wooden stick, and he leaned back violently, two blood dragons sprayed out from his nose.

Chen Xuedao swayed, and warm blood gushed out of his nose, but he didn't react as violently as Zhang Yuanqing, and still ran towards Yi Chuanmei.

Earth monsters have terrible stamina, which is also reflected in the ability to bear pain.

Boom, boom, Chen Xuedao walked towards Yi Chuanmei with heavy steps.

Yi Chuanmei screamed continuously, unleashed continuous mental blows, and at the same time manipulated the vines, raising them one after another, some wrapped around Chen Xuedao's ankle, and some coiled into a wooden shield.

This effectively blocked the inflexible mountain god.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing took out the mountain god's scepter without hesitation, and tapped it lightly on the ground, and the emerald on the top bloomed brightly.

The things in the yard were dyed with a layer of emerald green light, and the vines bathed in it changed one after another. They no longer attacked Chen Xuedao, nor formed wooden shields, dancing wildly like tentacles.

They are out of control.

It was another high-quality Saint Realm item. Seeing this scene, Yi Chuanmei felt depressed.

Chen Xuedao's seven orifices were bleeding, but his pace was not affected in the slightest. Without the hindrance of the vines, a layer of yellow light erupted from the blade of his blade, which became extremely thick, and he slashed down with all his might.

Yi Chuanmei raised her hand with difficulty, grabbed a small earthen shield, and pushed it forward.

The small earth shield shattered, and this saint-quality defensive item couldn't even stop Chen Xuedao's blow.

But Yi Chuanmei took advantage of the respite created by the props and struggled to roll.

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