I'm looking for fairyland alone

Chapter 62 The Power of God Tu
Amidst the sharp whistling sound, countless wrist-thick vines "broke out" from the ground in an instant, and violently pulled towards Lu Zhen.

A huge black and white vine appeared out of nowhere in the jungle.

In the blink of an eye, with Lu Zhen as the center, within a radius of ten feet, there are waving vines everywhere, drowning Lu Zhen who was caught off guard.

Looking around, there are dancing vines everywhere in front of you, which is dazzling.

Relying on his keen perception of qi, Lu Zhen moved between the dense vines, miraculously finding a little life in the almost non-existent gaps.

Even with such dense vines, Lu Zhen can't do anything for a while, but with Lu Zhen's keen perception, he can't escape from such dense vines.

Especially the vines seem to have will, as long as he intends to get away, he will chase and block him like crazy.

What's more serious is that Lu Zhen's limited activity space is constantly being compressed by vines.

And no matter how much he destroyed those vines, new vines would always grow and block him.

It is indeed Wang Jiazhang's powerful technique that has shaken the alien world for so many years... Lu Zhenzhen felt emotional.

Although the Eight Wonders are well-known in the foreign world, these skills that have been passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years are not inferior to the Eight Wonders.

Just like the divine painting of the Wang family, Lu Zhen, who is among the vines, has a deep understanding of its power.

It won't be long before the last bit of leeway will be squeezed out, and he will be faced with an inescapable situation.

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The woman and the two men who were pushed out by the vines glanced at the vines, breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and retreated all the way to Wang Mu's side.

"Third Master, Wang He, Wang Xian is dead." The woman lowered her head and said with lingering fear, "We are useless, almost let him interfere with you..."

"I don't blame you." Wang Mu let out a sigh of relief, looked at Lu Zhen who was still struggling, and said in surprise, "This kid from the Lu family is really capable. Wang Xu was killed by him, so we old guys can do it. Press him, it is normal that you are not his opponent."

"Even in that war-torn era, such young people were rare."

At this time, the range of movement of the vines has been reduced from nearly ten feet to seven or eight feet.

"Third Lord, the data shows that this guy has always been mediocre." The pale Wang said quickly, "Now that he is so powerful, he must have gotten something amazing! Seeing him mixing with that Zhang Chulan, it's probably the same as the rumors It is related to the source and flow of the body in the body."

Wang Mu shook his head: "He killed my Wang family before he came into contact with the descendants of the origin of the body."

"Who knows what shady means were used." Wang Bing said with a smirk, "Catch this Lu Zhen and torture him. There will definitely be unexpected gains."

"No matter what, since you killed my Wang family and don't let him try my Wang family's tricks, where will my Wang family have a foothold in the alien world?"

Wang Mu moved forward, waving a large brush in his hand, and drew a final and powerful stroke between the ink marks all over the floor.

If one looks down from the top, it can be seen that under Wang Mu's last stroke, a huge flower with Lu Zhen blocked by vines as the center has been fully formed.

As soon as the writing brush was turned, the barrel of the pen was inserted into the ground, and Wang Mu shouted, "Come on!"

The petals closed upwards from the ground, like a terrifying giant piranha, swallowing the inevitable Lu Zhen between the petals.

The qi in Dantian was suppressed, and the pressure around his body increased countless times in an instant, making Lu Zhen unable to move or even breathe.

The qi ball cultivated by Lao Nong Gong in the lower abdomen was stimulated and vibrated, which lightened Lu Zhen's body and recovered a little mobility.

But in such a situation, even a little ability to act will not help.

Lu Zhen looked at Wang Mu outside through the gap between the black ink in front of his eyes.

Even under such circumstances, he didn't feel much panic.

Huge flowers rose up, vines stretched around, and a plant with only black and white colors showed its whole picture!
Such a huge and strange plant appears in front of the eyes like an illusion, fully displaying the majestic atmosphere of the Wang family's magic painting technique, which has great visual impact.

Even the members of the Wang family saw this kind of scene for the first time, and they couldn't help but froze in place.

"This is Shentu..." Wang Bin murmured.

"This is Shentu! Compared to Juling dispatching generals..." Wang Mu staggered suddenly, and held on to the writing brush on the ground so as not to fall.

"Third Lord!" Wang Bing hurriedly supported Wang Mu, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay, the old problem has happened again." Wang Mu took a breath and waved his hands, "I'm getting old, and I haven't come out for activities for a long time, and it's such a big battle when I come out. Once this energy is consumed too much, the injuries I suffered in the early years It happened."

Wang Bing said with a smile: "The third grandfather is in good health and can live for hundreds of years. How can he say he is old? Whoever said that the third grandfather is old, I will be in a hurry with whoever!"

"You are so likable." Wang Mu touched Wang Bing's hair, "When you are old, you have to obey the old. In the early years when you were fighting with others, you could use the magic paint covering such a large area by yourself. Trapping the opponent to death without them knowing, but now without them restraining the opponent, I can't even draw this picture, why am I not old?"

Having said that, he looked at Lu Zhen, and motioned to the woman beside him: "Go and restrain him, destroy his meridians, break his limbs, don't give him a chance to escape, don't hurt his life for the time being, keep him alive." it works."

The woman responded and walked towards Lu Zhen with a sneer.

Wang Bin suddenly said: "Third Lord, this guy won't escape, right?"

"Don't underestimate our family's Shentu. If Shentu is not powerful, how can our Wang family become one of the four major families?" Wang Mu said with a smile, "Even if Lu Ci came in person and was suppressed by such a large-scale Shentu, it would not It is possible to escape from within in a short period of time, as long as my qi continues to flow..."

His voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at his ribs.

The place in contact with Wang Bin has been dyed red, and the strong smell of blood spreads rapidly in the air.

Even after living for so many years, Wang Mu's mind went blank when he suddenly faced the unbelievable facts in front of him.

He raised his head and looked at Wang Bing in a daze: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Of course... I'm killing you old bastard!" Wang Bing raised his head suddenly, with a distorted smile on his face, and with a twist of his hand, the knife that silently pierced into Wang Mu's ribs turned accordingly, stabbing Wang Mu's ribs. The wound doubled in size.

Blood gushed out.

"Evil!" Wang Mu was furious, and he swung the pen in his hand, and threw Wang Bing flying.

Hitting heavily on the rock, Wang Bing rolled to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, but he was still smiling, looking at Wang Mu with a ferocious face: "Old man, are you still alive?"

"You..." Looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, Wang Mu had an intuition that there was a big problem somewhere.

He wanted to move, but his body softened, and he almost sat on the ground.

"Third Master!" The other two men recovered from the shock and quickly supported Wang Mu.

"Go away!" Wang Mu's face changed drastically, he pushed the two of them away, and turned his head to look behind him...

(End of this chapter)