Seeing that the attack was useless, Yang Zhao turned around and ran away again. Fang Shuli also got angry, muttering something in his mouth, and the green light became even brighter.

Yang Zhao watched helplessly as branches sprouted all over his body, accelerating their growth.

Whoops!

Those branches, with Fang Shuli as the center, hit the side wall with the sound of wind like an arrow leaving the string, trapping Yang Zhao between the branches.

"Please beg your gods quickly, or else you will be spoiled for choice!"

Yang Zhao gritted his teeth, there must be something wrong here, but he had little experience in cultivation and couldn't figure out the connection.

"If you had that ability, would you endure it until now? You would have killed me long ago."

Fang Shuli didn't say much, and a twig stabbed into her left shoulder with a sound of wind.

"Ugh!" Yang Zhao shivered in pain. She had been injured in the past few days, but she still had no immunity to pain.

Fang Shuli looked at her reaction and had an idea in his mind.

"I say it again, please beg your gods quickly, or I will chop you into a sieve one by one!"

Yang Zhao took a deep breath to relieve the pain, and took a closer look at his wound. There was no blood.

She glanced at the flashing red light in the room again, and found that where the red light flashed, the green light on Fang Shuli's body became a little dimmer, but soon the dimmed area returned to its original appearance.

Yang Zhao was thinking in her mind: It seemed that the longer the time, the better it would be for herself, and she had a conjecture in her mind that she wanted to test.

"Please hurry up!"

Phew! A twig rushed over again.

"Stop it!"

Yang Zhao stared hard at the branch and shouted loudly.

The branch seemed to have encountered an invisible film, and it paused for a moment, but did not stop completely, and penetrated Yang Zhao's right arm.

Although the pain made Yang Zhao's eyes darken, she still noticed the pause and tilt of the branches at that moment.

This place belongs to Yang Zhao! This is the place of Yang Zhao’s soul!

"Yang Zhao, I think you don't want to suffer some minor pain, please hurry up! I just want to hide from this red light, I didn't say that this red light can kill me."

Yang Zhao didn't listen to what he said at all. Anyone who believed such coaxing words from a child had something wrong with their brains.

"You can do whatever you want, I won't beg if I don't beg."

"You will always beg. If one branch is not enough, I will have two branches, ten branches, or a hundred branches. There will always be a moment when you can't hold on."

Phew! Phew! Two came this time.

"Trap him! Trap him! Uh..."

Phew! Phew! Phew!!

"Trapped him! Ah!"

"You don't have to do all this useless work. If you agree earlier, you will suffer less." Fang Shuli's voice was cold and vicious, with the smell of blood.

Yang Zhao stared at him closely, his eyes wanting to devour anyone: "You said at the beginning that you wanted to seize the body, and now I'm like this. If you kill me, you can seize the body long ago, and you don't have to waste your words.

Really? You can’t kill me and you still want to threaten me? Bah!”

Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

"Trap him!"

Boo hoo hoo hoo!

"Trapped Fang Shuli for me!!!"

Click! Boom!

In an instant, all the branches were broken, and the debris collapsed everywhere. Four invisible walls fell from Fang Shuli's head, trapping him inside.

"Hahaha, it listens to me here." Yang Zhao laughed out loud and endured the pain as he pulled out the branches on her body one by one.

"Hiss~~!" She gritted her teeth in pain with a ferocious expression.

Fang Shuli inside the wall was a little shocked, but he regained his composure in an instant.

"Can these few walls stop me?"

"It's up to me whether I can stop you or not, you don't have to worry about it!"

Yang Zhao always felt that he was better than Fang Shuli here, and now it seems that this feeling is true.

"What are you so proud of, you loser?! I will definitely beat you to a pulp!"

After Fang Shuli finished his harsh words, the green light on his body became stronger, and more branches grew out and hit the four walls.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the force grew stronger, a branch finally broke through the wall and rushed out.

"Order it for me!"

The branch paused for a moment and then continued forward.

"Determine it! Determine it! Determine it!"

The branch trembled a few times and stopped.

Yang Zhao knew it in his heart. It seemed that the stronger and more determined the will to stop it was, the higher the ability of this space would be.

Boom boom boom boom!

The second and third branches also rushed out.

"Certainly!"

The branch stopped.

Yang Zhao frowned and looked at Fang Shuli, who was struggling to resist. He couldn't just defend, he had to attack.

"Fire! Burn him!"

A trace of flame appeared from the branch, but it was extinguished in a moment.

Yang Zhao's eyes lit up when he saw the flames.

"Fire, start a big fire for me!"

More flames spread quickly from the branches, and in an instant it became a raging fire.

"Yang Zhao!!!" The blazing flame seemed to ignite Fang Shuli's eyes.

I don't know what spell he recited in his mouth, but the fire on his body became less intense.

How could Yang Zhao make him realize his wish: "Burn him with fire!"

Phew~!

The fire suddenly became strong.

She looked at Fang Shuli and was still unwilling to accept it, and her heart became cruel: "The wind is rising!"

Woo~woo~woo~.

The strong wind blew up the broken branches on the ground and piled them around Fang Shuli

The flame burned even more fiercely through the broken branches.

Only then did Yang Zhao realize that the fire here was not the kind outside. It burned without the help of oxygen. The strong wind added branches as fuel to the flame, but did not let the fire borrow the wind.

Fang Shuli didn't see any movement, and the flames on his body were suppressed again.

"Yang Zhao! You can't kill me! You can't kill me at all!"

Yang Zhao gnashed his teeth in hatred and summoned a steady stream of flames, ignoring his provocation.

Now she and Fang Shuli are in a stalemate, but generally Yang Zhao has the advantage.

Now she roasts it slowly over low heat and simmers it slowly until it is cooked.

I don't know how long the two sides were in a stalemate, but Yang Zhao could already feel the pain in his head like a needle pricking his head, and Fang Shuli's shouting voice in the fire also became quieter.

At this moment, Yang Zhao felt a weight on his body, and the sky lit up in his eyes. She actually came out!

grass!!!

Yang Zhao punched the ground hatefully. She could see that Fang Shuli had weakened. Maybe if he persisted for a while, he could be completely eradicated.

But this time he gave up halfway, which gave him a chance to breathe. Next time he would deal with Fang Shuli, he would have to start from scratch again!

There is such a disaster hidden in the dark place. When she thinks about it, she can't sleep or eat well and restlessly.

Yang Zhao took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and carefully moved his body. He found that there was a little pain. He opened his clothes and took a look. There were no scars caused by branches on his body, it was just pain.
Chapter completed!