Chapter 61 The War of Divine Minds
Blood Shura hanged together with the tree man, which was extremely tragic.
100,000 blood Shura pierced into the tree man army like a sharp dagger, but it will soon be submerged by the tree man army of his ex-husband. A blood man can tear the tree man of the same strength in half with his naturally sharp minions, but it can't resist four or five tree man warriors rushing up together.
Often a blood Shura warrior will be strangled to death by the fourth tree man after tearing three tree warriors.
This is a protracted war.
The dead blood Shura soon resurrected in the molten pulp of the dead world. They were covered with hot slurry, as if the evil spirits crawling out of hell, once again rushed up with a crazy roar and hanged the tree warriors. Once those tree people die, they will return to their souls in the bleak forest in a blink of an eye. They will come from the tree. The center of the dry is torn out, with a turquoise **. The moment it comes out, the trees will wither, turn into the most primitive nutrients, and return to the world of the Green Emperor.
Tree people and Shura fight in an endless cycle of life and death.
This is just the first level of the divine war.
Far away from the towering giant trees, on a hollow platform, the Qing Emperor, the thin old man was standing in the vast platform, looking at the war in the far distance. He pondered for a while, and then waved his arm.
In the rich and vast forest, there was a hoarse sound similar to that pulled up by giant wood.
Countless tree warriors began to separate, like a wave, holding and separating.
Far away, tens of thousands of giant trees with a height of more than ten meters rumbled over at a heavy pace. They have huge vine arms and thick feet that three people may not be able to embrace together. On the top of these giants, without exception, there is a majestic green giant holding arms around. Compared with tree people, they are more like human beings, with bright facial features and a burly and slender body, all two meters away, wearing green cloaks.
The wave-like tree warriors scattered one after another, gathered around the giant tree, formed a battle group with the giant tree as a unit, and began to slowly advance towards the blood Shura.
The blood Shura rushed over like crazy leopards.
Unfortunately, these giant trees waved their thick vine arms, rolled up huge stones, smashed them like cannonballs, and immediately smashed countless blood Shura warriors into meat mud. Then, the tree warriors on the huge wood rushed down like flying eagles, leading countless tree warriors to rush to blood cultivation. Luo.
The tree warrior suddenly became extremely brave, especially the commander of the tall tree man who rushed down. Each of them has the strength of the peak of the martial soul. Far above the strength of the blood Shura, rushing into it is as easy as cutting melons and cutting vegetables, and those tree warriors who follow him are more like following the head wolves. The fighting power is doubled.
100,000-blooded Shura was originally like a sharp dagger, but now it has been divided into several sections, and its combat effectiveness has begun to decline sharply.
A fierce murder flash flashed in the eyes of the ghost Shura far below the giant gate of death. He suddenly rose into the air, and the infinite blood clouds continued to condense and concentrate behind his shoulders, and finally turned into a scarlet cloak.
Gui Shura shot into the bloody cloud like an arrow, then opened his arms and roared in the air like a madman. In the thick cloud, there was infinite blood light, entwined like a snake, and adsorbed on the body of Gui Shura one after another.
Gui Shura began to roar, and a pair of thick and powerful blood-red arms were born under his ribs. A red cloud rolled in the back of his head, and a red and ferocious face poked out, as fierce as a devil.
"Shura Ghost Emperor"
With four arms and two sides, Gui Shura has changed a heavy fighting form.
This is the change method of "killing the ancient Buddha" of the qi and blood spirit god, which is swallowed up and absorbed by Gui Shura. If this Dharma is cultivated to the highest level, it can derive thousands of hands and eyes and thousands of great powers. Today's Gui Shura can only barely derive the least four-armed double-sided, and its strength exceeds the previous level and reached the top of the master. Peak.
A pair of blood-red wings formed behind Gui Shura, and he swooped down.
The infinite blood-red breath sprayed down from its scarlet cloak and poured on the blood Shura on the ground. These guys were like beasts smelling the smell of flesh and blood. They began to be extremely crazy, their strength doubled, and rushed to the army of tree people desperately.
And the ghost Shura is like a sharp knife, which smashes all the giant trees and tree people intercepted in front of him.
Those tree leaders who have reached the realm of martial soul are difficult to resist the invincible power of Gui Shura.
With the blessing of the gods, the decline of the blood Shura warrior was gradually recovered, and it condensed into a dagger phalanx again, and followed the Shura Ghost Emperor to rush forward crazily.
Hundreds of thousands of miles away, Qingdi saw this scene, but smiled coldly.
"A young demigod..."
The wooden stick in his hand was heavy, and at the end of the tree, a huge roar resounded throughout the battlefield.
The trees in the east began to collapse, and the ground cracked. A green snake meandered out of it, tens of thousands of meters, extremely vicious.
At the same time, trees in the south, west and north collapsed at the same time, and three equally strong giant snakes climbed out of the ground.
The infinite green converged, forming four snake-headed monsters with a height of five meters above the head of the python. These monsters have cloaks, gorgeous armor, sharp weapons and majestic momentum.
A stream of cyan qi and blood rose from the top of the four people's heads and gathered into a faint image of Wu Zun, who turned out to be four giant snake warriors who have reached the level of Wu Zun.
They seemed to be arrogant emperors. With a wave of a big knife in their hands, a wave of air came out and exploded in the blood Shura community.
Then the giant snake warrior in the east roared and rose to the sky like an eagle, bringing out a strong green, rushing to the Shura Ghost Emperor on the ground.
The two sides suddenly fought in one place.
Although the Shura Ghost Emperor is not the opponent of the giant snake warrior at all in the power of qi and blood, with his superb combat skills, he has never fallen behind in the confrontation. Even if the other party summons a ten-meter-high spirit of qi and blood, he still can't occupy an absolute advantage.
Shura Ghost Emperor has four arms and two sides, and his endless fighting skills do make the other party suffer a lot, but he can only be flat and can't defeat the other party.
And the other three giant snake warriors killed. The pythons they sat down were like giant beasts trampling on ants, slaughtering the tiny Shura warriors without mercy.
The war situation once again favored the Qing Emperor.
At this time, beside Wu Pengwei, "Yin", "Thunder" and the Hulk appeared one after another. They looked at Wu Pengwei, then rushed down the cliff and met the other three giant snake warriors. With their strong strength and superb skills, the three giant snake warriors were defeated by "Yin" and "Thunder". There is no power to return.
The Qing Emperor in the giant wooden hall once again showed his power. He threw the green stick in his hand into the void, and the infinite green sprayed down. In the center of the tree, there was a huge cracking sound. Almost a hundred giant snake warriors climbed out from the center of the tree and roared to "thunder" and "yin". .
The war situation is no longer anxious, but one-sided. The green land continues to expand, while the blood-red ground has retracted again and again, gradually showing signs of collapse.
At this time, Wu Pengwei's eyebrows shrugged slightly.
He stood up and looked far into the distance. His eyes shuttled through the distant space and fell into the giant wooden palace in the fantasy of the Qing Emperor, where a thin old man stared at him with cold eyes.
The eyes were ruthless, cold, and even wrapped in a trace of ridicule.
At the foot of the Qing Emperor, the huge giant wood like a palace is squirming like a snake, constantly absorbing the nutrients devouring the land from the front, constantly changing and expanding, and gradually having the prototype outline of a giant palace.
Wu Pengwei knew that he had miscalculated, and the other party's mind was far stronger than his imagination.
"Xiao Wei" appeared behind Wu Pengwei at this time and asked faintly, " Boss, do you need me to do it?"
"Do it? Even if you are added, it's useless. The mind of the Qing Emperor is beyond our imagination. It can produce nearly a hundred giant snake warriors at the level of martial arts, and it can be infinitely cycled. I underestimate it. Wu Pengwei shook his head slightly.
Then, he frowned, pointed to the giant wooden palace, and said affirmatively, "Xiao Wei', unless we can destroy the palace and kill the body of the Qing Emperor, we will be defeated."
"Xiao Wei" smiled, with a careless face. He stepped into the void and rushed over like a straight cloud wave. The sky was full of his confident voice.
"A bad old man, I can kill him with a whip."
Unfortunately, the next moment, his thunder-like body was blocked from the green world.
The giant wooden palace like a giant beast actually derived countless thick vine giant hands, which abruptly intercepted the figure of "Xiao Wei" in the void. No matter how fierce the "chain of divine punishment" of "Xiaowei" is, the vines derived from the giant wooden palace can be smashed with one blow, but then, there will be The infinite rattan is constantly derived from the giant wooden palace, which is incredibly fast. In the end, the body of "Xiaowei" is directly wrapped in a green vine ball, which is difficult to break free.
So, the green fantasy continues to spread again.
Wu Pengwei frowned again, and he felt that he could no longer sit still.
But just as he was about to get up, a tender voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
"If I were you, I wouldn't foolishly attack that bad old man. The core of the fantasy will calmly block all your attacks."
Wu Pengwei was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look over. In the void, a chubby baby in a red belly pocket was lying on a suspended ancient mirror, looking at the back of his head with interest, with a bad smile on his face.