The method of dead wood that can make Shen Tuyan suffer a great loss will collapse in just a short moment when it comes into contact with the red silk thread.

All the branches, vines, and even the seeds were directly wrapped, wrapped, and swallowed away by red silk threads.

It was Ling Zhi's power of qi and blood injected into it, which was swallowed up most of the time, which made Ling Zhi feel dizzy and felt deficient in his body.

The thunder power that Guru made the red silk threads retreat a little at the first time, but soon, the silk threads rushed up quickly. Hundreds of silk threads together surrounded some of the thunder, like hundreds of tiny red nematodes, instantly swallowing the thunder power and eating away.

Twelve steps against the dragon, the subfolding of characters, gravity, sprinkling beans into soldiers...

One move after another shot was taken from Ling Zhi's fingers, shaking towards these red silk threads.

But even if you can stop it at the first time, it will be directly destroyed in the next moment.

The tricks that Ling Zhi mastered were very exquisite and powerful.

But under the absolute suppression of the old woman, it has no effect at all.

Just like the stones in the mortal world, it seems hard and powerful, and can easily smash through a mortal's head. There are stories like hitting stones with eggs.

But when the stone is just a stone in the mortal world, but this egg is a dragon egg or a phoenix egg?

I am afraid that the stones will not get close to the past, and will be burned directly into lava, and then blown by the wind, becoming ashes and dissipating between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Ling Zhi and the others felt that this was the case.

All the tricks fell on these red silk threads, and there was no way to destroy these red silk threads.

"hide!"

Ling Zhi shouted loudly, no longer hesitated, and at almost the same time as Gulu, he chose to use the power of space and retreat first.

Their bodies quickly flickered in all directions, relying on the flexibility of the power of space, it was elusive. In this illusion, they quickly dodged, making the red silk threads unable to touch them.

"hehe."

The old woman sneered, "It's just a thousand-foot platform, a thousand-foot illusion, do you want to escape? That's such a simple good thing."

After this sentence was finished, the countless red silk threads she had slapped suddenly burst out from the inside.

There was actually a bright, fresh blood that penetrated from these silk threads. These blood was like a river, like rainwater connecting the world, enough and enough dense.

But it happened that no drop fell on the ground.

All the blood that rushes out of the silk threads is just the nutrients of these silk threads, making these silk threads grow deeper and expand rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, these red silk threads, like rapidly growing weeds, expanded towards the whole body.

After quickly filling the platform, it is still growing upwards.

According to this trend, if there are dozens of breaths, these red silk threads will spread across the entire platform of a thousand feet in size, and even spread throughout the entire Taishang Illusion.

At that time, even if Ling Zhi and Gulu avoid it flexibly, they will have no effect.

The old woman had no way to stop or pursue their evasion, but she followed her steps slowly and walked on.

This is absolutely due to strong enough strength.

Otherwise, who would use such moves so randomly for warriors of the same realm?

Warriors of the same realm will not play any role in making the attack so scattered.

This is the true source of despair. The old woman's cultivation is much higher than Ling Zhi!

Ling Zhi has not even practiced the third level of the Saint King until the late stage, let alone facing the warriors in the semi-ancestral realm?

The difference in cultivation between them is too big and it is difficult to overcome.

The later the practice, the more different it is from the early stage.

The early stage of the body state is just a simple difference in strength. As long as you find an opportunity and seize the right time, you will always have the opportunity to kill the opponent across levels.

But now it is different. It is no exaggeration to say that even if the old woman stands there, as long as there are some residual immortal power in her body, and as long as she can slightly mobilize some power defense at the last moment, then Ling Zhi will never be able to kill the opponent.

To put it more exaggeratedly, even if the old woman gives up her defense and stands there, with Ling Zhi's current cultivation level, unless she can damage the soul power in the old woman's divine court hole, such as getting a divine object like the God-Whacking Whip, it will definitely not be able to seriously hurt the old woman or even kill the old woman.

This is the gap, the naked gap.

Not physical condition.

Even mortals may grab a shaped soldier and stab it directly into their hearts, killing the other party at the critical point.

With the strength of the old woman, as long as she cannot kill her at once, she will naturally have countless ways to recover.

The Blood-Crying Sword appeared between Ling Zhi's palm with a dark blood light. The sword body was dark all over, and only the red light on the sword and the red silk threads from the outside world were far away, but they did not blend together.

Ling Zhi waved his sword and began to slash.

All the moves have been used up, which can only prove that relying solely on cultivation and skills, we can no longer fight against the old woman's move.

All that remains is done by other means.

Apart from martial arts, moves, physical bodies, etc., there is only one kind of remaining, that is, external objects.

For example, weapons, formations, and elixirs.

Ling Zhi knew nothing about the formation, and most of the pills were used to heal the wounds. He rarely chose to refine some pills that could enhance his strength in a short time, but would damage the foundation.

The Blood-Crying Sword is now a top-grade Taoist soldier. Even though it is powerful, it seems a bit inconvenient to put it on now.

After all, the old woman was not a warrior in the hands of the powerful Ancestral Saint Realm, but the artifacts she used must be at the top level of Taoist weapons and semi-ancestral items.

The blood-crying sword turned into a flowing light, flying in Lingzhi's hands, slashing towards the red silk thread.

Puff.

The moment the blood-crying sword and the red silk thread came into contact, the blood-crying sword was wrapped around the silk thread.

And the silk thread was still wrapping towards Ling Zhi's arm holding the sword at extremely fast speed.

It was almost time to swallow Ling Zhi's arms together.

At this moment, the blood light in the center of the sword's body suddenly vibrated.

To Ling Zhi's surprise, it was not that the Biluo Huangquan in the sword body made a difference, but that the blood he had left on the sword body burst out with powerful power.

The phantom of the true dragon that had always thought it had disappeared suddenly emerged from the body.

The red light on the body of the Blood-Crying Sword Sword was like the dragon tendons that turned into the real dragon phantom, giving the real dragon phantom vitality.
Chapter completed!