Chapter 128: Purple Silver Grass King Asks for Help, Demon Cultivator Dilemma
Seeing that delaying time was not enough, Purple Silver Grass could only passively fight back.
The huge Purple Silver Grass King's body fused quickly, but how could it be that easy?
Qi Hao's sword has attributes. The flame has already wrapped around the fracture. It only needs a spark to ignite it quickly.
Qi Hao smiled slightly, and the fire in his heart was ignited on the sword blade.
At the moment when countless purple silver grasses gathered together, he slashed out his sword. In just a moment, the flames roared unbridled.
Purple Silver Grass's screams also sounded.
Although there was no specific sound, Qi Hao could still sense the miserable sound.
The purple silver grass burned by the flames dispersed quickly, even faster than when it came.
In the same way, it also carries the flame everywhere.
"Don't run away, take root where you are!"
While fighting against the flames, the Purple Silver Grass King shouted orders with no doubt.
He knew very well that once these purple silver grasses dispersed, the flames would spread in a short time.
Only by taking root can we reduce more losses and delay the spread of flames.
Under its powerful power, the Purple Silver Grass stopped one after another and took root on the spot.
Some even dug their leaves deep into the soil in an attempt to extinguish the flames on their bodies.
But they never imagined that when they entered the soil, the soil would also burn, as well as the bones below and the corpses that were not completely decomposed.
This result made the Purple Silver Grass clan even more panicked.
He ran as fast as he could without catching fire, no longer caring about order.
Some of those caught on fire even lost their arms to survive, directly abandoning the leaves, leaving only part of the rhizome, and desperately fled under the soil.
Even the King of Purple Silver Grass felt the fear of death in his heart and could not care about other tribesmen.
Qi Hao did not stop and chased the Purple Silver Grass King with his sword.
The Purple Silver Grass King had no choice but to fight back.
The leaves turned into steel knives, and the rhizomes were several times harder than before.
However, the flames on his body could not be extinguished, causing him great harm.
After several battles, there were not many leaves left on his body, and the Purple Silver Grass King had to cut off his arms to survive, leaving only the roots under the soil to escape.
His escape was a declaration of failure, and the Purple Silver Grass that was still watching not far away was quickly disintegrated.
Qi Hao was not excited at all, he knew that the danger was still hidden.
The fact that the formation has not been completed means that there are still a large number of purple silver grasses arranging the formation, so the purple silver grass that dominates the formation is the most powerful one and the real king.
He no longer chased the escaping giant purple silver grass, but instead used magic skills to shoot out seven or eight giant flame dragons one after another.
The giant dragon soared through the sky, and wherever it passed, whether it was purple silver grass or red maple trees, everything turned into flames.
If only a small portion of Purple Silver Grass suffered in the past, now all Purple Silver Grass is not immune.
Looking from a distance, it was a large sea of fire. Qi Hao's weak body looked so small standing in the sea of fire.
"He is of the fire attribute. He is actually of the fire attribute. The formation has not been completed yet and cannot trap him. Wouldn't the Purple Silver Grass clan be in trouble?"
When the demon cultivators saw the sea of fire in front of them, they were all shocked.
"What are you afraid of? Although practitioners of the fire attribute are the nemesis of spiritual plants. But don't forget, this is the Purple Silver Grass planted and cultivated by Senior Brother Bai himself. How can it be burned by ordinary flames?"
The demon cultivator said confidently, without any worries.
"But a lot of purple silver grass was burned to ashes."
"Those are just ordinary purple silver grasses. Even if their leaves are burned, the roots are still there, enough to preserve most of their power. We can wait with peace of mind until the king of purple silver grass completes the formation."
Just as the demon cultivator finished speaking, an undoubted idea suddenly came to him.
"The formation is at a critical moment, and you need to go and delay him."
This idea penetrated directly into the minds of all the demon cultivators, like an order from a superior.
The demon cultivator who was still steadfast in his oath suddenly changed his expression.
He stammered in response: "The formation has not been completed yet, we are not his opponent."
They just had to wait for the formation to be completed and then ambush Qi Hao to have a chance of winning.
But now that the formation has not been completed, what is the difference between letting them fight Qi Hao and sending them to death?
What's more, the sea of fire all over the place is enough to scare them.
"If I don't stop him, I can only run away immediately." The thought responded.
"No, if you escape, how can we explain to Senior Brother Bai?" The demon cultivator objected.
"Then you can only go in and delay him. You have no other choice. Don't test my patience. You are afraid of Senior Brother Bai, but I am not."
The demon cultivators were caught in a dilemma, but they also knew that they had to make a choice as soon as possible.
The longer you delay, the more passive you become. Most importantly, this Purple Silver Grass King may really escape at any time.
"How much time do we need to delay?" the demon cultivator asked.
"Four minutes, you still have ten seconds to think about it. He is about to hurt me to the core."
"There is no need to think about it, let's go in. However, you have to let your people make way for us." The demon cultivator made a decision.
It is not difficult for a dozen of them to hold on for four minutes.
What's more, they are just delaying and dealing with Qi Hao slowly.
"Can!"
As the thoughts came, the Purple Silver Grass stepped aside one after another and made way for them.
The demon cultivators rushed in while discussing countermeasures.
Wherever the fire burns, even the spiritual energy is hot.
But as long as they don't come into contact with the flames, it's difficult to hurt them.
It wasn't until they entered the depths that they realized how wrong they were. The ground beneath their feet was on fire.
When they were outside just now, they didn't find that the flames could make the soil burn.
The fighting spirit that was just ignited melted away in an instant.
Some demon cultivators even turned around and ran away, but before they could take a few steps, the purple silver grass that they left before came back again, bringing flames with it.
They were surrounded by flames.
"His flames are not something we can fight against. Why don't you let us go?" a demon cultivator asked.
"Retreating without fighting is the behavior of a coward. We still have hope of victory, as long as you can hold on for three minutes. If you can't hold on for three minutes in his hands, you might as well die." His thoughts were domineering and tough.
"But..."
"No but, you can go back as long as you can get out. You can also stand where you are, but soon, the flames ahead will spread."
"... ..."
All the demon cultivators were completely speechless and had the urge to yell.
But they know that if they scold King Purple Silver Grass, they will die faster.
There is no way out, they can only move forward. This is their only chance of survival.