I, Who Started at Full Level, Can Rewrite My Destiny Infinitely

He silently clenched his fists, seeing that there were no traces of the vines around him for the time being, he quickly raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face.

Jiang Yi tried to activate his spiritual vision, and the dark cave roof was covered with a layer of faint green light spots, while a pink mist gathered in the center.

The place where the pink color gathers should be the flower clusters. He lowered his head, and his eyes inadvertently swept over his shoulders, and saw a thin layer of pink light spots attached to his shoulders and arms.

what is this? Jiang Yi couldn't help staring.

At some point, his body was stained with the same pink haze as the flower clusters.

Slowly, he tilted his head and sniffed his shoulders, and he smelled an indescribable smell, like a fragrance, but also like a stink.

At this time, such fan fog began to diffuse in the entire cave.

Jiang Yi instantly understood that his vision was to visualize the smell, and the pink mist was simply the smell from the pollen of the huge flower body.

Xu Yijun and the others were not poisonous gas, because if it was poisonous gas, I am afraid everyone would have been tricked. They were contaminated by the poisonous pollen sprayed from above or scattered in the space.

And his body was also contaminated with these pollen, because he was immune to the toxin, so he didn't feel anything.

But as long as the pollen is on his body, once he moves, those vine branches can immediately sense his position.

Because, those ten tentacle-like vine branches are not vines at all, but the pistil of the giant flower monster. The smooth branches are the style, and the meteor hammer-like bulge at the top is the stigma.

It's just that ordinary flowers only have one style, but this black spirit mother body is different, it has nearly ten styles.

The pollen on the body is like a tracker. When stationary, these stylets cannot tell the position of the prey. Once in motion, these stylets can judge the trajectory of the prey from the moving pollen.

It's no wonder that even using the stealth technique, they can't avoid the attacks of these styles.

He is lucky, the magician path has the escape technique, if Zhou Yihang and his group are still here, except for Zhang Haotian who also has the life-saving skill hermit path, no one else can escape this unexpected and intensive attack at all.

Maybe Cheng Xingpeng and Zhao Hong could resist these stylets. Even if they were lucky enough to cut off all these stylets, they would still be poisoned by the pollen.

Lin Miao's priest is said to be able to remove some negative effects, but it only removes the effects and cannot detoxify.

Heh, unless Lin Miao and Si Yao can survive such an attack, if they don't get out in time, most of them will be here.

However, the reality is that only the three of them are trapped here, and he is the only one who can fight.

Jiang Yi clenched the saber in his hand and the six stylets. He gritted his teeth and jumped out.

As soon as he jumped over a piece of gravel, the swaying style came one after another, and the hard stigma hit the gravel like a meteor hammer, instantly splashing several pieces of gravel.

However, at the next moment, another flower column swung head-on, and at the same time, in the darkness, a white outline was drawn on the side.

At the same time, Jiang was unable to dodge, so he could only use the escape technique again, and his body collapsed without a trace in an instant. Immediately behind the trajectory of the style, an arm holding a short knife suddenly appeared, and the sharp blade was facing towards Seeing the style, he chopped it off.

Swish,

Three-quarters of the stylet was cut off horizontally, and the remaining part was barely connected and dragged, but the broken arm was obviously unable to be flexibly manipulated.

Jiang Yi rolled and moved quickly between the stones.

Chopping the heads of these styles has no effect, only chopping the middle of these styles, and not completely cutting off, so that the damaged parts will become cumbersome, making the styles unable to swing flexibly.

Every time a style is broken, Jiang Yi's confidence grows.

At the same time, the flowers on the top of the cave began to stir continuously, a thick red mist sprayed down from the top of the cave, and a large amount of poisonous pollen began to diffuse in the cave.

Jiang Yi hastily called out to the stone pestle where Li Xunhuan and the others were hiding, "Xu Yijun, make a good barrier, don't relax."

When the two people who were hiding under the thick stone stile heard Jiang Yi's voice, their fearful hearts finally settled down.

Li Xun Huan's clenched fists finally relaxed a bit, just now when he heard a sound from above, he and Xu Yijun were extremely uneasy, and now hearing Jiang Yi's voice was still very energetic, which meant that he should not be injured much.

Xu Yijun wiped the sweat from his head, and carefully maintained the water film covering him and Li Xunhuan, but he didn't know how long the spirit in his body could last.

There are two more!

Jiang Yi clenched the dagger in his hand and charged towards the coming flower pillar. He used the escape technique again to avoid the attack, and then repeated the same trick to chop open the flower pillar again, but at this moment , A strong wind suddenly came from beside him.

The vibrations of the air in his field of vision directly depicted a white "long whip" attacking him from the side.

Jiang Yi, who just showed his figure and slashed with a knife, had no time to react, so he could only instinctively raise his arms to protect his head.

There is a momentary blank in the brain,

There is a sharp tinnitus in the ear, like a high-frequency electric frequency passing through the eardrum.

There was severe pain in the rib on the right side, which must have been broken.

He felt himself fly out, and then fell on the hard rock.

A warm liquid overflowed the corner of the mouth uncontrollably, and then dripped down the corner of the mouth continuously.

The shoulder blade and right arm seemed to be broken, and there was a moment of severe pain, and then it seemed to be paralyzed, and the pain was forgotten.

Jiang Yi felt that his consciousness seemed to be drifting away from his body, but only for a moment, he braced his body and shook his head violently to dispel the dizziness of losing his vision for a moment.

The saber in his right hand, which had been loosened due to the severe pain, fell somewhere. He raised his hand and stretched it out towards his back, and the stab-like pulling sensation made him wake up instantly.

Jiang Yi struggled to grab the triangular army thorn in his hand. The next moment, the white silhouette in his perception struck him again. He hurriedly dodged sideways, and with a roar, he stabbed the short knife in his left hand into the flower column, stabbing it Nailed to the stone beside him.

The style began to twist violently like a nailed snake, but every time it twisted, the gap pierced by the short knife was torn more and more.

In the end, the style twisted by itself until it was completely split into two halves.

The last one is finally solved!

Jiang Yi lost his strength and fell down beside him, but before he could be happy, there was a sharp hissing from above his head.

The sound was as sharp as a woman's hissing, and also like a strange bird song.

The entire cave began to tremble, and the vines entangled on the cave walls began to wriggle continuously.

These vines do not have leaves, but are covered with spikes.

They swarmed and began to spread along the cave wall to the ground, growing like a sea tide.