Douluo's opening send-off system

He doesn't want to come to Douluo Continent just to grovel, he doesn't want to be a street rat, he doesn't want to die young, and he doesn't want to be someone's foil. He is the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace and is qualified to succeed the Pope. people!

The blue and silver vines in his hands flew away and flew away the attacking Gale Demonic Wolf. There was also a vine at his feet along the back of the tree trunk. It silently crawled along the trunk toward the ground, climbed to the root of the tree, and burrowed into the soil, quietly underground. As the sound spreads, a large net is constructed, covering the ground. As long as the mind moves, it will suddenly stab out from the ground, kill all these wind demon wolves, swallow their blood, nourish the martial soul, and increase the soul power.

He was obviously a martial artist who was relegated to immortals, but he had trained him to be like a magician. He didn't know if Xiaoyaozi would rise up from the coffin, and Wu Poxukong would come and slap him to death?

Smiling to himself, the vines under his feet quietly moved forward and backward along the branches, and came behind the brother and sister Huo Wu and Huo Wushuang. A faint blue quietly broke through the ground and crawled behind Zhu Zhuqing.

Ok?

Suddenly, the Lan Yincao dispersed by Han Wuyi sent a message back. On the tree three hundred meters away, Juhuaguan was hiding there and peeking. His eyes condensed slightly, and the underground network began to move and change. It formed a huge circle, including all the wind demon wolves underground, including a few alpha wolves hiding in the dark.

, the bluesilver grass behind the three people suddenly tied their legs and feet forward, and with a fierce swing, the three people were thrown directly in the direction of Juhuaguan. After the three people flew out of the root system composed of the underground bluesilver grass, In the circle formed, the bluesilver grass suddenly swelled, and there was a sound of earth crackling, and a wall more than four meters high suddenly rose from the ground, trapping all the wind demon wolves.

"go!"

The three of them were thrown out and fell to pieces. They struggled to get up. When they turned around, they saw a tall vine wall, and Han Wuyi's voice echoed in their ears.

"Is this person a fool?" Zhu Zhuqing thought to himself that for a few people who had known each other for less than three days, they would sacrifice their lives to save him. Shouldn't everyone be in trouble in this situation?

Or push them out and fight for your own survival.

She asked herself that she couldn't do it.

"Han Wuyi, what are you doing!!"

Huo Wu took a few steps forward, beat the vine wall and shouted.

Huo Wuyi leaned against the tree with his face livid, covering his chest and legs, sweating like rain.

With a pale face, Han Wuyi was tied to the tree trunk by vines, creating a high vine wall with a diameter of more than fifty meters. Even though he was already a thirty-fourth level soul master with three thousand-year soul rings, his soul power was still exhausted. .

Although the enemy is a group of strong wind demon wolves that are no more than a century old, they cannot withstand the range of the soul skills and the number of soul beasts.

His soul power was so exhausted that he couldn't even stand firmly. He could only rely on the innate control of the Blue Silver Grass brought by the Blue Silver Emperor to fix his position. Every time Man Qiang was attacked, his face turned white. , his weak face was full of anxiety. He didn't know whether his bet was right, but he had no choice but to bet.

"Ow~"

A wind demon wolf howled and jumped up high towards Han Wuyi on the tree. At this time, Han Wuyi had no soul power to resist and could only watch as the wind demon wolf bit his leg.

"My life is over!"

He could already foresee being grabbed by the leg by this hungry wolf, falling down, and being swarmed by a pack of wolves to share the food.

"call out!"

A stream of golden light shot out and hit the back of the Wind Demon Wolf's head. Warm blood splashed on Han Wuyi's face. Han Wuyi smiled - he didn't have to die!