Under the control of this sad emotion, the surrounding black thorns are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, getting denser and higher, until finally, Ling Luo's entire body is submerged in it.
inside.
"Miss Ling, our brothers are here to see you." A loud voice came from a distance.
Two figures, one tall, one short, one fat and one thin, came from a distance, with cheerful smiles on their faces.
Xiling Feng's vision was extremely sharp, and he quickly discovered something. He stretched out a hand and pointed at the deserted field, his voice full of anxiety: "Fat Jin, look quickly, what is growing on that spiritual field?"
Jin Peng looked in the direction pointed by the thin monkey, his face suddenly changed, and his voice raised several tones: "Is it thorns? I have never seen such a high thorn wall, it must be ten meters high!"
Xiling Feng's eyes suddenly widened and he said in disbelief: "No way? Black thorns? Did Miss Ling really give birth to the spiritual roots of black thorns?"
Jin Peng was a relatively steady person, so he calmed down, grabbed Xilingfeng's arm, and said: "Skinny Monkey, let's go over and have a look first. I feel like something is not right."
"Yeah." Xilingfeng's expression also became unusually serious.
The two of them crossed stretches of barren fields and field ridges, and finally arrived at the edge of a spiritual field covered with black thorns.
In the palm of Xilingfeng's hand, a ball of white blazing fire from the center of the earth grew, and he very carefully approached the nearest huge black thorn that was a foot long.
Suddenly, a piece of black light burst out from the surface of the thorns and struck towards the blazing earth fire in Xiling Feng's hand.
The white blazing fire in the core of the earth was instantly defeated and spread out. Xiling Peak was even more frightened and involuntarily took three big steps back.
"It was able to break through the Earth's Core Blazing Fire, one of the eight extraordinary fires of my Xiling Family. This should be the Black Thorn."
Jin Peng's expression became more solemn. He walked around the spiritual field with a radius of several hundred meters, and finally stopped at a place on the west side.
"Skinny Monkey, come here quickly. I saw the corner of Miss Ling's clothes. Is she stuck in the black thorns?"
"Let me take a look!"
Xiling Feng hurriedly walked to Jin Peng's side and saw that where he pointed, there was indeed a green lotus colored skirt exposed.
"It's broken! It's really Miss Ling!" A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Xilingfeng's forehead, "These vicious vines and thorns passed down from ancient times are not something that third-generation disciples like us can handle. Hurry up.
Go and ask Master."
"Okay, you stay here and are responsible for Miss Ling's safety to prevent any bad guys from attacking. I will go back to the Shengdan Hall to ask the master to come over!" Jin Peng's face was solemn as never before.
Half an hour later.
Jin Peng appeared on this thorny spiritual field with Xiling Junzheng, the master of the Shengdan Hall and the previous patriarch of the Xiling family.
Jin Peng pointed at the huge thing with a radius of several hundred meters and a height of ten meters, and asked: "Master, do you think this is a black thorn?"
Lord Xiling has white beard and hair, is dressed in purple-red clothes, and wears a high hairpin on his head, which makes him look like an immortal.
The moment the old man saw the black thorn, he suddenly became excited and said: "Yes, it is the ancient relic black thorn. I didn't expect it to be cultivated. It's amazing!"