At this time, Fengyuan controlled the huge main vine and rushed to Luo Qingtong and others.

However, at the moment when he was just blocked by yusihuang, the inscription lines painted by Luo Qingtong had been completed.

At this time, she rushed over and met her with the spirit of the great king's tomb!

The conscious spirit body of the brilliant underground palace appeared at once under the call of Luo Qingtong's summoning spirit array, and then fiercely collided with her who manipulated the main vine of the blood demon.

"Boom, boom!"

Two giant creatures collided.

In an instant, the huge blood colored vine was smashed to pieces in a sharp scream.

After all, it is the home court here, but the spirit body of the holy King's tomb is the home court itself!

The main vine of that bloody demon vine absorbed its power and was naturally suppressed by it.

"Ah!"

On that bloody vine, a burst of flowers on the face of Phoenix kite faded.

She felt the breaking of the bloody main vine under her feet.

If it goes on like this, the bloody main vine will not be able to support it.

Then it's Luo Qingtong's turn to kill her!

Fengyuan thought so, but she didn't care about anything else. She quickly controlled this broken bloody main vine to leave.

Looking at her body ready to flee, Luo Qingtong's eyes were cold.

She raised her hand, and in an instant, the Liangyi sword inserted in the center of the array was held in her hand.

This life and death Liangyi sword absorbs the power of many spirits of the holy King's tomb.

This will be held in the palm of Luo Qingtong, a burst of hot.

At the same time, in Luo Qingtong's hands, the thousand year soul attracting wooden tree heart has also absorbed a lot of the power of the spirit of the holy King's tomb.

At this meeting, a little bit of power overflowed.

Holding these two things, Luo Qingtong's body suddenly shot up and swept away towards the place where Fengyuan was located.

"You leave with yusihuang first!"

Luo Qingtong said so, and it was already cut out with a sword.

"Zhan Tianjue!"

In an instant, the whole exit hall seemed to be illuminated by this sword light.

Barbarism is ancient, a sword is boundless!

"Boom, boom!"

With this sword, the whole exit hall and the holy King's tomb were crumbling.

For nothing else, the power Luo Qingtong uses at the moment is the soul of the brilliant underground palace of this holy King's tomb.

Such power is powerful and terrible. At the same time, it can easily destroy the material of this underground palace and holy King's tomb.

Countless rubble fell one after another.

At the same time, Luo Qingtong's sword light also fiercely cut on the broken blood demon vine.

Then the tail of the sword lifted fiercely and rowed to the Phoenix kite at the top of the vine.

"Ah!"

Watching the sword cut, Feng Yuan was in a panic.

Luo Qingtong's sword light contains the power of the spirit of the holy King's tomb. This blood demon vine can't resist at all.

At this time, the consciousness of the blue smoke suddenly surged out and took over her body.

"Fool!"

The blue smoke was suppressed back to the depths of consciousness by Fengyuan's sudden madness before he broke free.

Seeing this scene, he immediately shouted loudly, and then shouted fiercely: "explosion!"

As his voice sounded, the whole blood demon vine burst open in an instant.

The powerful explosive force blocked the sword light cut by Luo Qingtong.

But there was still a part of the power, through those explosions, which hit Fengyuan hard.