Although she was thinking this, her hands did not stop moving. The vines shrouded in coldness waved one by one, continuously blocking the attacks of other vines.

Jiang Jingmo's face gradually turned paler. As she controlled more and more vines, the spiritual energy in her body was lost rapidly.

She lowered her head and took another pill of Huiling Pill, not daring to slack off for a moment.

The same went for Chu Yao in her arms. Arrows kept appearing in her hands and were shot out by her in an instant, and then more vines were nailed to the wall.

Nan Xun stayed firmly in the back, and when the vines behind him attacked the two people in front, he used the vines to block them in time, and then threw some elixirs to Jiang Jingmo and the others from time to time.

He was whipped away by the vines several times, but fortunately, An Yang was by his side. When the warm spiritual power touched him, the wounds on his body began to heal rapidly.

"Hiss - what the hell is this?"

Nan Xun was screaming in pain from being beaten by those vines. He was an alchemy practitioner with some ability, and normally he should be protected. But now it reminded him of the days when he was thrown into the secret realm by his master.

"Who knows? It seems that only Chu Yao's arrows can hit them." Jiang Jingmo forced a smile.

"Damn, is it really possible that only the Chu family can get out alive?"

"That shouldn't be the case, right? I don't think this thing is very gentle to Chu Yao."

This was true. When those vines looked at Chu Yao, they whipped her even harder. If Jiang Jingmo hadn't dodged in time, both of them would have been whipped into spinning tops.

"I remember now. I saw it in the academy of the imperial palace before. It's called Ghost Vine."

Chu Yao raised her hand and released three more arrows. Her frown relaxed slightly. She had just remembered this thing. After all, when she saw it in the book, she just glanced at it.

"Ghost vine? Never heard of it. How do you do it?"

"do not know…"

"? Haven't you seen it?"

"It was just a quick glance. I didn't study seriously in the academy." Chu Yao's face felt a little hot, and she seemed a little embarrassed.

"Then I'm afraid you'll have to study hard after you return alive this time." Jiang Jingmo shook his head and realized for the first time the importance of studying hard.

But it doesn’t matter. Even though Chu Yao doesn’t know, she still has two older people with her. Maybe they know.

She distracted herself and probed part of her spiritual consciousness into her spiritual altar, but before she could open her mouth, Yingchi took the initiative to speak.

"Ask the ghost vine, right? You know. That thing is very evil, and it is nourished by human corpses. Even though its roots are underneath, it actually relies on the vines above to absorb energy from the corpse in the sarcophagus."

"This thing can't be cut by a ghost vine knife, it can't be frozen to death, and it can't be burned by fire. It's very difficult to deal with, but it seems to have a weakness. Hiss - I can't quite remember it..."

Yingchi got stuck at the critical moment and couldn't remember the weakness of the ghost vine no matter how hard he tried. This made Jiang Jingmo anxious. If he didn't remember that he was the founder of the sect, he would have wanted to give him a big fight.

"Its weakness is its roots, which are afraid of fire."

Shen Shuli's voice rang out at the right time, and the black cat lying on Jiang Jingmo's shoulder opened its golden eyes and stared at the roots of the ghost vine.

Jiang Jingmo took action the moment she heard it. She quickly awakened Youyou who was sleeping in her body, and a ball of blue flame immediately appeared in her palm.

Nan Xun stared at the familiar flame with his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Wa Qu, how did you steal Silver Crow's Netherworld Fire?"

"It's a long story, so let's make it short. It found me on its own." Jiang Jingmo smiled, and the ball of fire in his hand suddenly flew towards the roots on the ground.

Those ghost vines seemed to sense something and immediately rushed towards the ball of dark blue flame, but were blocked by their companions who were emitting cold air. The rest were nailed to the wall by several flying arrows.

"Tsk tsk tsk, there's no way you can stop us. If you do, we're done for today."

Jiang Jingmo curled his lips and smiled. If you ignore her face which was as white as paper, she still looked very pretty.

When the flames touched the roots, the roots seemed to come alive, twisting and retreating to the surroundings, but they were inevitably contaminated by the flames and burned in an instant.

A small piece of ground without the tree roots was exposed, and an entrance similar to a secret passage appeared, which made Jiang Jingmo's eyes light up.

"Let's go!" Jiang Jingmo and Chu Yao rushed into the secret passage. Nan Xun and An Yang were the rear guards and soon they also entered the secret passage. Several ghost vines wanted to get in and capture them, but the moment the vines reached in, they were cut off by an unknown force.

After the fire on the tree roots was finally extinguished, the roots once again wrapped around the ground like snakes, and the mysterious secret passage was also wrapped up again.

The severed ghost vines gently fell into the secret passage and hit Jiang Jingmo's head who had just landed on the ground. She grabbed the vines, looked at them for a moment, and then put them away.

"Junior sister, where is this?"

Nan stroked his chin as he looked at the strange secret passage. The air was filled with the smell of corruption.

"I don't know." Jiang Jingmo shrugged and stuffed several Huiling pills into his mouth.

She had never used the Netherworld Fire before, but now she realized that she really couldn't use it too often. Using it just once almost drained all her spiritual power.

Sure enough, she is still too weak now.

"It could be a tomb passage or something. Maybe there are zombies ahead?"

"Hiss—I don't think so..."

Nan Xunguang felt a little numb as he listened.

"Sister Mo, what are zombies?" Curious baby An Yang asked again.

"It's a dead but still moving body."

Jiang Jingmo stood up, brushed off the dust on himself, and smiled gently at An Yang.

“Why can a dead body still move?”

This time it was Chu Yao's turn to be confused. As a little princess in the imperial city, she rarely came into contact with things like picture books.

"Well... maybe there is some kind of magical power..." Jiang Jingmo rubbed his chin and gave an ambiguous answer.

Just when the two curious babies were about to ask what the magical power was, Jiang Jingmo had already walked forward with big strides.

"You will understand when you grow up~"

Universal sentences to coax children.

An Yang turned to look at Nan Xun in confusion, and the latter froze slightly when he saw the little girl's eager eyes.

Then, he patted Xiao Anyang's head helplessly.

"Your sister Mo is right."

The two little girls who were not yet of age were fooled, and they groped their way into the depths of the secret passage.

This secret passage was truly a secret passage. There was no light at all in the stone passage, and the smell of decay became stronger the further one went in, making one's stomach churn.

Finally, when Jiang Jingmo was about to give up, a ray of light finally appeared in front of him.

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