Chapter 446 Battlefield Open

Four auspicious cloud winners appeared, and together with Moke, the five people experienced many killings and did not fall, and finally successfully gathered together. At the moment when the five people gathered, the auspicious clouds fell from the sky above their heads and suddenly shook together. A world-class, great, horrible, like the heavenly breath, suddenly landed, and everyone was creepy and had a feeling of ant-like insignificant.

"Rumble..."

The next moment, the people near the spiritual cave were all terrified. In the void, a chaotic ocean appeared, suddenly turning into a sea of fire, a sea of thunder, a sea of wind, etc., all kinds of disasters in it. This chaotic ocean changes at any moment, and there is a breath that destroys everything and destroys everything.

And in this chaotic ocean, a vast and boundless battlefield suddenly emerged, like flying out of the dusty years, with a breath of ancient vicissitudes and precipitation of time. The battlefield is too big, and the whole body is light gold, like cast of divine gold, floating in the void, grand and solemn, giving people a solemn feeling, long and desolate.

Five auspicious clouds from the sky gathered, and the battlefield of the sky appeared!

At the moment when this battlefield appeared, five vast columns of light like the sun and moon shot out, covering the five people at once. The next moment, a powerful force broke out, pulling the five people, pulling them, and disappearing in place. Naturally, these five people include Moke, who is still wrapped in the ten thousand demon trees.

"Ah! No!"

Originally, the man in black sat on the throne formed by the roots of the demon-eating tree, and Moke had been trapped by him in the final battle of trapped beasts. At this moment, with the vast pillar of light like the sun and the moon, the indescribable great power shook at will, and the man in black robe screamed and fell on the ground fiercely, crawling like a toad, which was extremely humiliating.

Under the pull of the vast beam of light, Moke suddenly shook his body and stopped again. He had fallen into an ancient battlefield full of light gold and runes. Then, Moke felt that the deep black gas that blocked the divine fire was lax and seemed to lose control.

With great joy, Moke hurriedly urged the divine fire in his body and suddenly forced out this deep black gas into a series of strange black lines, and once again integrated into the ten thousand demon-eating trees. Twelve thousand six hundred divine fires rose and began to travel around Moke, constantly colliding with the roots to resist the fierce devouring power.

Without the deep black gas, the divine fire began to exert its power and united with Moko's illusory Buddha country to temporarily resist this fierce devouring power.

"Save me..."

Suddenly, in the root system, a wave of weak desire, like an invisible ripple, was suddenly caught by Moke. Before Moke could react, a series of pictures suddenly rippled in Moke's mind in some way.

It is a mountain-like altar, ancient and desolate, exuding a sense of terror, which seems to suppress a peerless demon, the supreme demon. Under the altar, countless magical figures knelt on the ground, constantly kowtowed and prayed. Precious objects were placed, glowing, and in the center was a holy and strange tree the size of a palm, green, with wonderful sounds, chaotic atmosphere, and amazing appearance.

This kind of sacrifice is constantly going on. At a certain moment, a horrible scene appeared on the altar. The sky collapsed, the earth fell, and the endless horror fog was filled with. A kind of demons, the domineering flame of the supreme demon king burst out! With this breath, the bottom of the altar clicked and cracked a gap. A big black hair appeared, as big as a mountain, with seven fingers, each of which was like Optimus Prime, with a sense of arrogance and domineering.

The big hand suddenly shook, like an Optimus Prime swaying, and deep black air shot out, dense, like a net of heaven and earth, and finally made a sound of infiltrating sobs, all of which were shot into the holy trees. Suddenly, countless magic lines filled, and its breath changed greatly and turned into a magical thing.

After doing this, the big black hair seemed to be a little exhausted and withdrew helplessly. The altar roared and healed again without any trace. As for the small tree, it has turned into a magic tree. In front of Chen Hengqi, a jade plate is engraved with dense handwriting, including two big characters, devouring demons!

"Save me..."

The weak fluctuation came again, which was extremely mysterious, and Moke was traceless. Looking back on the previous scene, Moko had already affirmed that he had come to the battlefield of the sky, and the deep black gas was out of control. The spirit of the little tree that had been suppressed began to ask for help.

"Amitabha... How can I save you?" Moko was silent for a moment and sent out an inquiry.

"Recognition of the Lord..... Drops of blood... Wish me out of trouble..." The fluctuation came intermittently.

Although it was very general, Moko understood that it was to let him know the Lord with blood. Then, the little tree itself's spirituality could get out of trouble with the help of Moco. However, its message is very vague and there are too many dangers. Once it fails, Moco is likely to fall completely.

"Woo-woo..."

Almost at the same time when Moke inquired, a fierce roar came, and a leather blanket flew in the void, with a leather teenager sitting on it, suspended auspicious clouds above his head, holding a mahogany stick, with a wild smell, and a copper-like color all over his body, as if containing infinite explosive fear. As long as the terrible power is slightly released, it seems to capture the sun and the moon and destroy the world.

Huh? This is! Explosion!"

The skin teenager looked ahead and saw a strange magic tree squirming, which was very strange. However, it seemed to have an invincible heart, with an arrogant smile and a roaring punch. Suddenly, the wind roared, and an invisible air fist bombarded out. It was arrogant and powerful.

"The canopy!"

With a violent explosion, the strange magic tree pattern did not move, but the huge air fist was destroyed.

"Boom!"

The skin teenager suddenly stood up and stepped out. The ground shook like a mountain, and the whole battlefield was shaking. He was like an undefeated god of war. Every time he made a dull sound, he didn't seem to step on the void, but as if he was stepping on a fairy drum, and his soul was shocked.

"Oh, ..."

made a high roar, and the bronze body of the animal skin teenager suddenly burst into a sharp sharpness. In the bang, his right fist fell from the sky like a divine mountain, and he punched out again!

"Rumble..."

If the punch just now is a test knife, then the punch in front of you can be called a peerless horror. Between a punch, there is a taste of destroying everything and moving forward. Moreover, the magnificent power surged, and the suffocating force came to the face, giving people a feeling of powerlessness.

"The canopy!"

It's like a giant spirit god knocking on the sky drum, deaf and trembling, and the void is buzzing and trembling, about to burst. The strange magic tree suddenly shrank and turned into a small palm-sized dark tree, deeply rooted on Moko's head, making a savory sucking sound.

"It's not good! Spell it! I will try to recognize the Lord with blood..."

Moke was horrified. He clearly felt that the terrorist attack of the animal skin teenager had just been absorbed by the little tree. It seemed that the power of the magic pattern was getting stronger and stronger, and even the power of devouring countless roots in his body suddenly increased. This situation is very dangerous. Moke is like hanging on a wire rope, and there is a possibility of falling down at all times.

The most important thing is that you are in the battlefield of the sky. In the face of a strong enemy, you have to endure the devouring of thousands of demon trees at all times, and you will only become weaker and weaker.

After a punch, the animal skin teenager grinned like his fist hitting a ball of hot steel and retreated in a hurry.

Unable to pay attention to the retreating animal skin teenager, Moke raised his finger, and a series of red blood suddenly shot out and was suddenly absorbed by the strange tree. It suddenly shook, and two breaths collided inside it. One of them was pure, like a clear spring. He instantly got in touch with Moke, and a wave of fluctuations passed over. .

"Master, help me!"

At this moment, Moke suddenly swayed his mind. He seemed to lose consciousness and turned into a small tree. It seemed that he was still himself, but entered a strange state.

A series of horrible magic patterns are spreading, degenerating infinite heart demons and forming a country of demons. A breath of incomparable despair permeates, incomparable pain and boundless suffering, as if falling into the nose hell, and thousands of years of reincarnation pain have passed in an instant.

"Abi is sad and hopeless!"

Moke's heart was shocked and suddenly remembered that when Benjing enlightened himself, there was an ancient secret, which was about a terrible magic array. This large array is rooted from the pain of the nose in the sea of blood. Only when it is in it can it be truly painless, sad and chaotic?