The gardener pointed to the ground, and a thick blood-sucking vine drilled into the ground. The next moment, countless blood-sucking vines rose from all over the world, surrounding the entire area. Countless blood-sucking vines shook and stretched into the sky, as if a jungle had emerged on the flat ground.

After his hard training, this blood-sucking vine finally grew and grew. Even if Shen Yi wanted to walk around this blood-sucking vine, he would have to be sucked into a human fuck.

The King of Killing was rushing towards Shi Mumu, but he didn't expect that so many blood-sucking vines would grow on the flat ground. They were immediately pulled and screamed shrillly.

The pursuit could no longer be completed. Honglang had already chased him, but he jumped into the blood-sucking vine regardless of himself and gave another axe to the King of Killing: "Bind it!"

A large number of blood-sucking vines were tied to the King of Killing under the command of the gardener, but the blood-sucking vines were plants without IQ. Those unmanaged blood-sucking vines still spontaneously rolled towards the flood waves, and the sharp teeth bit the flood waves.

On the immortal body, it made a clattering sound like biting a stone.

"Hiss!" the king of killing screamed, trying to hide again.

But the reason why Honglang made the gardener cloth blood-sucking array was to prevent this guy from disappearing freely.

He rushed towards the King of Killing: "Bloody Fever!"

With the roar of the flood, his attack surged at this moment, slashing at the opponent with axe after axe. At the same time, the long-range attacks of Cro and Ye Jiguang also fell one after another.

Fight blood with blood!

This is exactly the fighting style that the tyrant warriors are best at.

The difference is that Honglang has the Vajra Immortal Body to protect himself at this time, Mumu has added life to him, and comrades in his arms to help him output, so he will win.

The crazy attack fell on the King of Killing. As a bloody spring shot, the King of Killing had been cut to death by Honglang, and several souls drifted into the air.

"Can you pretend to be dead? I will let you die!" Hong Lang curled his lips and raised it casually. A magic trap net had captured a soul.

His expression was full of pride at this moment, and even the gardeners were a little stunned.

When did this guy have such a good brain?

First, he splashed and then stabilized the blood-sucking array. In addition to charging forward, this guy also made a guest appearance as a commander?

It's really rare!

On the contrary, Honglang was a little disdainful.

Who says that you must be stupid if you make money?

A rough personality and no IQ are completely different concepts. Honglang has never been a fool, but many times with Chen Yi, he is more willing to solve the problem in a simple and direct way.

Being able to simply and directly point to the core is itself a kind of wisdom.

Don't forget that he was the first to hug Chen Yi's thigh.

This kind of simple wisdom is actually the most important wisdom, and many people still don’t understand it until now.

And similarly, in the battle in front of him, Hong Lang was still pointing directly to the core without Chen Yi.

Compared to Chen Yi's dazzling arrangement, Honglang's command is simpler, more effective, and easier to be implemented.

"How many god-catching nets do we have left?" the gardener asked.

"One left," Honglang replied.

"What a pity." Everyone sighed together. There was one left, which meant that they could only get one more soul next.

On the contrary, it was Hong Lang Xiaoxiao: "Who said that if you want to capture the soul, you must capture the god net?"

"Huh?" Everyone looked at Honglang together.

Looking at the resurrection of the killing king above his head, Hong Lang replied: "When we first got the soul, we didn't have any god-catching net."
Chapter completed!