Chapter 87 The Strength of Trees

No eyes, no nose, only a big mouth on the huge tree trunk. There was also a fat, sticky, soft but full of thorny tongue. Xuan Ming looked at the tongue sticking out from the big mouth. The ten-foot-long tongue stopped in front of Xuan Ming and rolled up the burning fire on the ground. After that, a large area of divine fire was sent into the huge tree and swallowed it in one bite.

swallowed the divine fire, the giant tree grunted, stretched out its long crimson sticky and greasy tongue, swept away the rough lips, and the expression was addicted, which was obviously delicious. Xuanming's face was heavy, and the giant tree swayed the thick leaves on the crown. Then, the surrounding vines twisted, and suddenly there was a "bang" sound, like Xuanming. The speed is so fast that Xuan Ming has no chance to dodge at all.

"It's so fast!" Xuanming only felt black in front of his eyes. A dangerous breath has spread all over him. There was no chance to dodge, so he had to rush forward. The thunder of the long gun flashed and picked up the vine that rushed to the front. Unfortunately, there are too many vines. Even if there are dozens of vines destroyed by the chaotic clock, there are still nearly 100 long and thick vines left. They kept twisting with great pressure, so that Xuan Ming could avoid one, but he could not avoid the second one. He could only keep flashing and changing his body to minimize the harm caused by the vines hitting him.

Finally, Xuan Ming went deep into the vine.

He threw away the stone gun. His hand was placed at Dantian, and a doomsday breath emanated from Xuanming's eyebrows, and a purple thunder flashed in Xuanming's heart. At the same time, on the dark sky, a dark purple thunder shadow "bang!" A sound resounded throughout the divine volcano.

Xuanming's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened. Similarly, a dark purple thunder flashed in his eyes, and the color of the thunder in his eyebrows became darker and darker. He shouted loudly. With the gloomy sky, a "crackling" roar came, and the thunder in the middle of his eyebrows flashed out Xuanming's eyebrows. "Papa!" The dark day is bright.

As the sky rose, those vines that kept twisting around Xuanming and fell at Xuanming couldn't help but stagnate, maintaining the twisting momentum and froze for a moment. It was not until the thunder that fell between Xuan Ming's eyebrows became bigger and bigger, and then fell towards the vines that they reflected. Unfortunately, it's too late. Once the dark purple super thunder approaches the prey, their lethality is invincible.

The thunder quickly pressed down on the vines. The electric current in the thunder slowed down the vine's movements. They want to escape, but unfortunately, they can't. The vine was in pain and began to struggle to twist. Strong winds scattered from the vines to resist the attack of thunder. On the ground, divine fires stirred up in the vines, flying like butterflies.

The hurricane brought bursts of rustling, and the divine fire kept extinguishing. The thunder has fallen.

"Kka!" The thunder changed two, two changed three, and countless dark purple thunders were fiercely splitting at the vines.

No loud noise, no wind, no expected intensity. At that moment, the world seemed to be sealed and stopped moving. Even Xuanming's clothes, which had been brought up because of the twisting of the vines, were fixed and no longer floating. The wind will no longer blow, and the divine fire will no longer be extinguished. The only thing moving between heaven and earth is the trace of dark purple thunder on the frozen vine. In addition, Xuan Ming's slightly narrowed eyes.

At this time, the dark purple thunder turned into a soft finger and deeply entangled the strong vines. Then, after a destructive roar came from the sky, the vines wrapped in the thunder struggled again. However, at this time, the thunders attached to the vines flashed ferociously for several times, and suddenly burst into explosion.

Around Xuanming, there is a doomsday chaos. The divine fire was blown up, and the vines couldn't help twisting. Some slender vines could not stand the bombing of the thunder and were blown up one after another. Duan Duan's blown vines flew up, and pieces of crushed bark encountered a divine fire, and then with a "boom" sound, it was ignited and burned. The sky is still as dark as ever. The dark sky can be seen. Near the volcano, there is a large area of dark purple smoke. Especially around Xuanming, the originally crimson divine fire was dyed dark purple in this explosion.

The dark purple world, the dark purple divine fire, and the Xuanming standing in the dark purple thunder group in a white robe dyed into deep purple. There were still ferocious rows of vines of different thicknesses at Xuanming's feet, and sections of broken vines floated beside him. At that moment, Xuan Ming was as gloomy and ferocious as a devil rising in hell.

The surrounding vines were finally reflected from the danger. The vines began to twist and struggled to stab Xuanming. In a gust of knife-like wind, Xuanming, who was firmly protected by Tianlei, couldn't help but enter the wind knife, and his skin was swept away by the wind. He dodged, and a piece of thunder pressed down at the vine.

The vines twisted crazily, and the crimson divine fires ignited from their bodies. When the thunder fell, they were swallowed up by the divine fire and melted with the divine fire. The divine fire stopped a large number of thunder. After the trees and vines had no attention because of the existence of the divine fire, they swept towards Xuanming again. This time, the wind was no longer aimlessly, but at Xuanming. The wind shouted and rolled up Xuanming's white robe, brushed Xuanming's long hair and silk, and the wind made Xuanming slightly narrow. After that, several vines suddenly accelerated and stabbed Xuan Ming fiercely.

"Kka!"

Xuanming clenched the stone gun, and when Tianlei was busy with the divine fire, a shot was stabbed by the vine rushing towards him, and Tianlei followed the stone gun and wrapped the vine. Then, with a crackling sound, a vine that was much thicker than Xuanming's thigh also threw it fiercely behind Xuanming at this time. The white robe behind Xuanming threw a huge opening. It exposed the red meat that was sucked inside, as well as the gurgling blood.

Xuan Ming's painful round eyes and his hand clenched the stone gun suddenly twisted. After a blue-purple light, the vine exploded again. An inch of smashing. Xuan Ming turned over and turned to the vine that was drawn towards him again. With a "bang", the vine smashed again. Dust is all over the sky.

Tianlei protected him. After finding that Xuan Ming had been hit, he couldn't help roaring and smashing down on the vine again. For a while, the vines were too busy to take care of themselves again.

The giant tree swayed, and a loud sound sounded from the top of Xuanming's head when the vines were constantly blown to pieces.

The sky is dark again. Xuan Ming looked at the top of his head warily and suddenly retreated. In the center of the thunder bomb, huge leaves fell from above, drowning the thunder, and then firmly covering them and burning.

The thunder was burned. Xuanming was a little stunned. He couldn't help thinking that maybe the thunder was not invincible, but the divine fire was the most invincible.

Unfortunately, the most feared thing about the tree of Fusang is the divine fire. The thunder was extinguished, and the remaining vines with less than 30 were excited again. They kept twisting, and the scattered thunder tied to the vines was still destroying the vines. Unfortunately, the number was too small to be of great use.

Xuanming jumped, and the stone gun clenched it again. The stone gun turned to the fast-piercing vine, and a powerful wind suddenly condensed towards the stone gun and moved the stars!

This move won't take long for him.

There has always been no wind on the divine volcano. However, after Xuanming moved out of the star, a powerful wind began to gather from all directions in an instant. It was a hot wind, an extremely hot wind, and it was a strong adsorption force of the moving star. From the divine volcano, the hot wind pumped out a little wind was in Xuanming. Under the stirring of the stone gun, it is constantly condensing and rotating, becoming a whirlwind. The whirlwind kept turning, bringing a piece of divine fire. The attachment of the divine fire made Xuanming's fighting star move more powerful.

The strong wind is still pouring towards Xuanming.