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"What should we do, will it attack us?" Tang Qingyu asked with a worried face.
"It shouldn't yet, but we'd better keep our distance from it. This vine seems to have developed spiritual intelligence; it even devoured the Wudao tree," Xu Ping'an glanced at the Wudao tree with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The Wudao tree looked as though it had been alive for a very long time, at least a hundred thousand years.
Yet it had been devoured by the Xuanqing Vine, which indicates that the Xuanqing Vine is far from ordinary.
The vines that emerged from the killing formation outside must belong to this creature.
"Huh?"
Xu Ping'an suddenly turned more serious. He had clearly left the resting area.
But the character for 'danger' in his mind was still pulsating.
It meant that the danger was not lifted, translation: the Xuanqing Immortal Vine had set its sights on him and wanted to consume him.
"Why hasn't it attacked me, then?"
Xu Ping'an pondered within his heart.
