Chapter 215 Powerful Tao Seed
"Well, Brother Guo, we are destined to meet!" Wang Zijia smiled.
"Yes, it's quite destined!" Guo Minglang also smiled, and then his hands flipped quickly.
Wang Zijia's body suddenly flashed, and he rushed towards Guo Minglang again.
"Come again?" Guo Minglang's eyes were slightly cold, and the spiritual light on his body flowed, and a talisman suddenly emerged. The golden light shone, and a golden shield completely covered it.
The surrounding vines also swayed and gathered towards him.
Unfortunately, after Wang Zijia flashed in front of him, he did not throw a lava fireball at his face like he had done in the previous few meetings, in order to blast the distance between the two and run away.
Instead, he drew his gun with his backhand, used the gun as a spear, and rushed up like a meteorite.
Guo Minglang was not panicked at all, a small shell-like shield emerged, and after the golden shield, he built another shield.
Obviously, he was lucky for half a day.
"Puff!"
"Crack!"
Wang Zijia's full-strength attack actually penetrated two layers of defense in a row. However, his forward force was exhausted, and only the tip of the spear penetrated Guo Minglang's shoulder.
Guo Minglang just frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to grab the spear shaft, and showed Wang Zijia a deep and cold smile.
Wang Zijia was slightly startled, and decisively abandoned the spear and retreated.
Before Wang Zijia retreated far, a strong suction force came out from the ground again. Countless vines rose up from the surroundings, like closed flowers, wrapping Wang Zijia and Guo Minglang in it. Forming a huge rattan ball with a hollow interior.
"Ray of the vine: Blooming thorns!"
With Guo Minglang's sharp shout, countless spikes appeared on the ground, on the closed vines around, and on Guo Minglang in front of him. They stabbed at Wang Zijia from all directions.
"Ding Ding..."
The spikes hit the shield, causing the entire shield to crystallize.
"Crack!"
As the surrounding spikes added power, the shield trembled and made a crackling sound.
Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed, and a small shield emerged from his body. Then, fireballs emerged one after another. When the sixth fireball emerged.
"Pop!"
With a crisp sound, the crystallized energy shield could not bear the weight and broke into crystals.
The surrounding spikes shrank again and stabbed towards Wang Zijia.
"Boom boom!"
Six fireballs exploded directly.
The huge rattan ball that looked like a closed man-eating plant shrank for a moment, and then a dazzling flame emerged and completely exploded.
"Swish..."
"Bang!"
Two figures were blown out of the rattan ball like cannonballs. Broken vines scattered all over the sky, and a faint green fragrance filled the air.
Guo Minglang rolled on the ground, knocking down many trees and smashing a big hole before he barely stopped.
He stood up shakily, his robe was broken, and half of his body had burns.
At the wound, you can see countless filaments of rattan wriggling, like sewing clothes, threading a needle and threading, weaving quickly at the wound.
Wang Zijia was thrown a long distance away, and the shield on his body flickered, but he finally couldn't hold it, shaking slightly, and the spiritual light gradually dimmed. A small crack appeared on the small shield, and the shield disappeared.
Wang Zijia fell to the ground and rolled several times quickly. After removing the force, he stood up quickly.
Looking up, I saw Guo Minglang also stood up shakily.
When the two looked at each other, their eyes flashed with cold light, and more than ten spears appeared beside Wang Zijia, one by one like a sharp sword, flying out quickly. At the same time, he also shot out like lightning, constantly approaching the opponent.
Guo Minglang shook his body, constantly dodging the flying spears, and his body retreated backwards.
During this process, he manipulated the vines and constantly interfered with Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia moved forward and shot nine spears beside him, and was already very close to the opponent.
He shot another one, but was dodged by Guo Minglang.
In the moment of dodging, Guo Minglang saw Wang Zijia's mouth slightly raised, his pupils slightly contracted, and he found out of the corner of his eye that the dodged spear was slightly different from the previous crystal red spear, and seemed more like a gun.
Before he could do anything, the spear that passed by his body suddenly flashed red, and then.
"Boom!"
A huge explosion sounded behind him, and he was hit by the explosion. Even if he took timely protection and quickly woven a Teng shield on his back, he couldn't completely block it.
His back was rotten and charred, and he was hit by the explosion, and he collided with Wang Zijia who was rushing towards him like lightning.
At the moment of approaching, Wang Zijia grabbed the last spear beside him, used the spear as a gun, and stabbed forward directly.
"Puff!"
The spear pierced through the charging Guo Minglang directly. Guo Minglang only had time to slightly turn sideways to avoid his heart, allowing the spear to pierce through his chest and be stabbed on the spear by Wang Zijia.
"Swish!"
Guo Minglang did not sit still and wait for death. The moment he approached Wang Zijia, countless thorns emerged in front of him, like a hedgehog's back, and he came into face-to-face contact with Wang Zijia.
Several thorns pierced through Wang Zijia's body and came out from his back.
Both of them looked miserable, one was pierced by thorns, and the other was pierced by a spear and connected together. The whole battlefield was silent for a moment.
"Puff!"
Guo Minglang suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, spraying Wang Zijia's face. The blood rarely had a strong fishy smell, but a faint floral fragrance.
But he smiled, revealing an unusually brilliant smile.
"Brother Guo, what are you laughing at?" Wang Zijia looked at Guo Minglang and said, "If I pull the gun barrel for another moment, you will have to cultivate for decades!"
Guo Minglang laughed and said, "Everyone only knows that I am a vine player, but almost no one knows that my vine is poisonous, and the poison is much more powerful than the thorns!"
"Oh." Wang Zijia's expression was flat, and his face did not change: "Are you talking about the flower fragrance in the air when you were fighting just now, or the poisonous thorn inserted into my body at this moment?"
"You..." Looking at Wang Zijia's expression, Guo Minglang said in surprise: "Have you cultivated resistance to toxins?"
Wang Zijia did not reply, and the spear turned gently, trying to cause more serious injuries.
"Well!"
Guo Minglang's face turned pale and he groaned.
Then, without waiting for Wang Zijia to continue, Guo Minglang's body quickly faded and was controlled to withdraw from the competition.
Wang Zijia's eyes were dazed at first.
"Value +4356!"
After exchanging all the toxins for his spiritual roots, he sat down on the ground.
As for why he didn't exchange them for his cultivation?
He is currently in a state of cultivation suppression. If he exchanges them, he will have to immediately complete the final Dao foundation condensation and be expelled from the competition, right? !
[Guo Minglang was seriously injured and expelled from the country, and was named: Fourth! ]
"Huh!"