When a Western Fantasy Witch Traveled to the Immortal Cultivation World and Became the King of Scrol

Chapter 85 For real
But now the arrow is on the string, what to do?

Countless tough and sturdy vines rise from the ground, capable of both attack and defense.

Be it Zhou Li's spiritual roots or his mastery of magic before he became an immortal, they are all the strongest in the wood element.

Now, with a simple wave of her hand, the vines she summoned would best match her every move.

When she attacks, the vines open; when she retreats, the vines defend.

Holding a magic sword and with clever movements, Zhou Ling had no power to defend himself against the vines all over the field. He dodged left and right, and within a few breaths of the start, he was beaten into a corner by his mother.

If things continue to develop like this, there's no point in fighting. She might as well just admit defeat!

With her backhand she cut off the sharp vine that was stabbing her heart, and Zhou Ling made a series of hand seals. At that moment, almost all the cultivators present sensed the faint fire spiritual power in the air, and they seemed to be collectively agitated.

He silently recited the incantation, and within a radius of several miles, the fire spiritual power that was ready to go out responded almost instantly, rushing in like a swarm of swarms and gathering at the end.

This move was Zhou Ling's unique fire skill. It was powerful and had a destructive aura, as if it could burn everything in the world. Apart from anything else, it was very good at bluffing people. Of course, this move was good in every way, except that it was a bit energy-consuming.

My mother's wood-based Taoism is almost indestructible among cultivators of the same level. If she wants to win against her, she can only find a way to break it by force.

The flames engulfed the countless branches that stretched out, and the sound of slightly broken firewood burning was real and clear to my ears.

Zhou Ling quickly took the opportunity to reach for the storage bag, took out a bottle of spirit, bit the cork with his teeth, pulled it out, spit it out, then tilted his head back and gulped it down into his mouth.

There is no other way. When fighting with others, if you want to quickly replenish your spiritual power, of course you have to take spiritual replenishing pills or drink spiritual wine and dew.

Of course, spiritual wine replenishes spiritual power faster and has no side effects. But she is too young now. If she dares to ask for wine openly, her mother and master will find out and she will be beaten up. "Just spiritual fire." Zhou Li raised her beautiful eyes slightly, and the sword in her hand changed its momentum. She used the tip of the sword as a pen and drew a talisman in the air.

Zhou Ling didn't know when her mother had acquired the skill of drawing talismans, but when she saw the runes taking shape on the talisman paper, she didn't have time to think about it and instantly withdrew the fire spiritual power she had mobilized.

Although my mother is not good at Taoism, she is smart.

Since she lacked understanding of Taoism, she found another way and learned how to draw talismans.

Sharp Gold Talisman, Earth Shield Talisman, Water Distribution Talisman, Red Flame Talisman, and even Ice Talisman and Thunder Talisman. Except for the wood-based Taoism that she is best at, the application of other Taoist methods depends entirely on her hand speed and success rate in drawing the talismans.

She had almost never used this move in the arena, but now she was fighting against Ling'er, a Taoist genius, so she had to be more careful.

In less than a breath, the water-distributing talisman took shape, but when the downpour came as expected, the flames that Ling'er had gathered were suddenly extinguished in an instant.

It was not extinguished by water, but was caught by Zhou Ling.

"Good good."

Zhou Li gritted his teeth secretly and tried to control the battlefield again with full momentum. The water condensed by the water talisman was not wasted. The vines he summoned borrowed the power of water, absorbed and grew rapidly. Each one was as flexible as a giant snake, swaying from side to side, and the tip was always pointing towards Zhou Ling.

Having experienced the previous experience where she was almost stabbed in the heart, Zhou Ling did not dare to be careless this time, even though the other party was her own mother and she knew that her life would not be in danger.

(End of this chapter)