"What the **** is this... it killed me..."

"Damn, this horrible place!! I really want to burn them..."

With their cultivation base, if they encounter an enemy, they are not afraid, just kill them.

It happened to encounter such a large area of thorns. As they slashed and slashed, the more they were stained with their clothes, they hurt all over the stabbing.

For a while, everyone lost the thought of ridiculing Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin, and while exposing foul language, they took off the cloak face towel and picked off the thorns on the clothes.

Suddenly--

"What the **** is this..."

The youngest in front suddenly stopped and raised his head strangely.

Everyone had bowed their heads to remove the thorns, but now they looked up abruptly, and they were suddenly stunned.

"this is"

In front of them, it turned out to be a wall of thorns.

The city wall rises high, covering half of the sky in gray.

"This isn't a thorn tree?!"

The sixth child touched it with his hand subconsciously, and suddenly let out a painful cry.

"Oh shit"

His finger was punctured by thorns, and he held it in his mouth in pain.

Before he raised his head, the thorns in front of him suddenly moved, and a long branch suddenly wrapped around his waist and strangled.

"what"

The screams of the sixth child echoed in the empty valley.

At that moment, other people instinctively looked up, and they were stunned for an instant.

On the dark green thorns, bright red gurgled along the sixth body.

And where the blood has said, those thorns are like dried sponges, absorbing the sweetness of blood wantonly.

"Save me...Save me..."

The sixth child who was lifted by the waist was also unusually weak in crying for help.

The acupuncture of the thorns completely penetrated his body, piercing the internal organs, and it was painful for him to speak very hard, let alone resist.

His cry for help awakened the four people standing below.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, but no one helped.

It's the second child, the first to retreat decisively.

When he moved, the third child suddenly looked anguished: "Let's... don't save people?!"

"You can save if you want..."

The fourth child's voice was deep and cold, and he stepped back.

"What this ghost is, we don't know yet... and even if you go up to save someone... he may not be able to live..."

She shed so much blood, even if she was a god, she couldn't live.

As they retreated, a few thorns passed through the grass silently and appeared behind them.

When the fourth and fifth one approached, they suddenly started trouble.

"Wow!"

The thorns took off and swept across the two.

Although the thorns attacked suddenly, everyone now is fully prepared to deal with the enemy.

At the moment when the thorns took off, their long swords were suddenly unsheathed and slashed at the paper.

"Puff puff" the two of them, the branches of thorns broke.

"Suo Shuo..."

The thorns were suddenly moved, like a squirming behemoth, and suddenly opened its fangs.

Countless thorny papers swept around four people.

"run"

The third child reacted first, and Sa Yazi ran down the mountain.

The other people waking up from a dream, and they cried out strangely, rose in the sky, and flew down the mountain.

Knowing that their movements are fast and the thorns move faster, they instantly caught the fifth and fourth children and pulled them back.

"what"

"Help"

Their screams spurred the second and third son to run wild, even more lifeless, without the courage to turn back.