There's something wrong with the general.

The spirit of the weapon suddenly let out a "huh".

In the deepest part of the world, a pure fire spiritual power was rapidly moving towards Wen Yuxi.

"Fire Spirit Stone, it's actually a Fire Spirit Stone!"

I didn't expect that there was a fire spirit stone hidden in this deep water.

The spirit of the weapon could not help but be overjoyed. Wen Yuxi's body could absorb all the spirit stones of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, etc.

With this fire spirit stone, my cultivation will definitely be able to improve by several levels.

The spiritual power surrounded Wen Yuxi, and the pure spiritual power quickly penetrated into his body.

Wen Yuxi felt the changes in his qi sea and suddenly came back to his senses.

He just was...what happened?

"Wen Yuxi, stop being dazed and start circulating your spiritual energy."

Wen Yuxi didn't need to absorb the spiritual power himself, the spiritual energy actually poured into his body like a swarm.

Spiritual power continuously flows into the sea of ​​​​qi.

The spiritual power that was consumed in the battle with the man-eating flower demon was quickly replenished.

Wen Yuxi closed his eyes and silently recited the mental method. The spiritual power in his body quickly ran through his limbs and bones, week after week, and finally gathered in the qi sea.

The surrounding man-eating flower monsters did not dare to approach for a while.

The giant carnivorous plant twisted its stem suddenly, throwing away the small carnivorous plant monsters around it.

If it could speak, it would definitely say: "A bunch of trash."

He twisted his body, and the flower moved in the air, as fast as a meteor, attacking Wen Yuxi.

"Wen Yuxi, be careful!"

The spirit of the weapon reminded anxiously, feeling uneasy in its heart.

The absorption of spiritual energy was interrupted. I hope he won’t suffer any backlash.

A look of worry could not help but appear on his face.

Wen Yuxi, standing in the water, slowly opened his eyes.

Quickly smash the bone ring at the giant man-eating flower monster.

Then, run!

If you don’t run now, wait until later.

It is not comparable to those minions. If he fights them head-on, I guess not even a bone will be left.

If it weren't for the bone ring that could withstand the attacks of the Jindan stage, he would have been reincarnated in the underworld long ago.

Wen Yuxi practiced the Moon-Treading Technique to its fullest potential.

Just run with your head down.

Of course, he really didn't dare to look back, otherwise he might be so scared that his legs would go limp and he would be bitten by the monster!

The giant man-eating flower demon was blocked by the bone ring and was actually pushed back a dozen feet.

It looked at Wen Yuxi who had already swam ten feet away and suddenly became furious.

His teeth were grinding and gritting, and it was obvious that he was extremely angry.

At this moment, its long flower stem suddenly stirred at the bottom of the water.

A huge whirlpool formed in the water with it as the center.

The surrounding water began to swirl around the flower stem.

Wen Yuxi's rapid movement suddenly slowed down.

Carried backwards by the huge force of the water.

Damn, I can’t run anymore!

Wen Yuxi gritted his teeth and continued to persevere. He would not stop until he got into the mouth of the giant man-eating flower monster.

But he moved very slowly.

The giant carnivorous plant monster behind him seemed to have no resistance.

Move quickly behind him.

Wen Yuxi felt the changes in the spiritual power around his body.

Suddenly, the alarm sounded and I looked behind me hurriedly.

Above his head, a giant carnivorous flower monster with sharp white teeth opened its huge mouth and swallowed him.

The yellow stamens form a large net.

Wen Yuxi couldn't escape even if he had wings.

There was endless despair in his eyes.

This time it’s really over!

He slowly closed his eyes and waited for the final moment to come.

Death was long, so long that he felt something was wrong!

"pat-"

Water drops fell on my face.

The smell of blood filled the air.

Wen Yuxi suddenly felt a great sense of uneasiness in his heart.

He didn't want his senior brother to get hurt while saving him.

His eyes shot open.

A broad figure stood in front of him.

Firm and powerful.

The man slowly turned around, grabbed Wen Yuxi with his long arms and hugged her tightly in his arms, muttering softly.

"Junior brother, I'm late."

Tears suddenly rolled down Wen Yuxi's eyes. He leaned his head on Zhiming's shoulder and shook his head.

"Brother, you are not late at all."

He didn't cry when he was on the verge of life and death.

But now, Zhiming's somewhat cold embrace made her cry.

He didn't want to, but he couldn't control his tears from falling.

Tears filled his eyes, and he hugged Zhiming, letting his tears fall onto his neck.

Then he smiled and slowly opened his eyes, "It's really not too late."

He knew that his senior brother would definitely come to rescue him, and he had also imagined that his senior brother would come very early.

But Zhiming was indeed late.

Wen Yuxi didn't blame him, because he knew that his senior brother must have been delayed by something.

Zhiming held him tightly in his arms with such strength that it seemed as if he wanted to merge him with himself.

His body was trembling slightly, as if he was afraid of losing and regaining something.

Wen Yuxi let him hold her in his arms, even though her body was hurt by him.

No sound is made either.

He gently stroked Zhiming's back with his fingers and whispered, "Brother, I'm really fine."

Hey, what’s going on? Shouldn’t the senior brother comfort this person who almost died?

Why did it come back the other way?

After a while, Wen Yuxi finally couldn't help but said, "Brother, why don't we go out first."

Zhiming hugged him, rubbed his chin on his forehead, and said softly: "Yeah."

The restraints on my body slowly loosened.

Wen Yuxi came out of his arms.

suddenly.

He saw the veins on Zhiming's neck bulging.

Thinking it was an illusion, he blinked again, holding Zhiming vaguely, not withdrawing completely.

The veins on my senior brother's neck popped out again.

Wen Yuxi looked at the scene in shock.

She slowly extended her fingers and touched his neck.

Zhiming felt the warm touch on his neck and stepped back suddenly.

Wen Yuxi grabbed him and asked anxiously, "Brother, are you injured?"

Zhiming opened his mouth and was about to reply with the word "no".

But suddenly, the spiritual power in his dantian collided, his blood and qi surged, his throat tasted fishy and sweet, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Wen Yuxi was so frightened that she was at a loss as to what to do. She supported him and didn't know what to do.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

She grabbed her sleeve and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Zhiming frowned slightly and shook his head: "Let's go up first."

After saying that, he put his arms around Wen Yuxi's waist and began to swim upwards.

Only then did Wen Yuxi look at the giant man-eating flower monster.

I saw a long sword with a blue glow all over it quietly inserted into the giant man-eating flower monster.

The petals are slowly withering and the green stems are also wilting.

At this moment, the long sword suddenly moved and pierced directly through the giant man-eating flower monster.

Then the sword circled the flower stem several times.

With a few clangs, the flower stem was cut off.

Wen Yuxi was wondering why the flower stems had to be cut off.

Zhiming whispered in his ear, "These can be used as materials for refining weapons."

Wen Yuxi's eyes lit up when he heard this.

That makes sense. It might be hard to come across one in the future.

He poked Zhiming's shoulder with his finger and said with a grin, "Is there anything else we can take away? Is your Qiankun bag big enough?"

Zhiming couldn't help laughing when he saw his money-obsessed look.

He simply opened the Qiankun bag and put the flowers and stems of the man-eating flower demon into it.

Wen Yuxi looked at Zhiming with great joy, her eyes almost sparkling with stars.

Zhiming's mouth curled up slightly, and when he felt his dantian about to boil, his brows suddenly frowned.