Chapter 581 The Returned Person

The wooden dragon fell from the sky. In fact, it was the ancient god tree at the highest point in the middle of the wooden hall. Under the upheaval of this world, the ancient god tree, which has spiritual knowledge, finally became powerful.

Longmu rushed over, smashing countless streamers all the way, countless branches, snakes and dragons, abruptly and strangely through the bodies of those invaders, from the body, rushed to the second divine practitioner.

As soon as the rosefinch emperor came to his hand, the divine knife split an entangled ancient dragon branch. He looked at the green of the sky in shock and flooded the sky. Such an earth-shaking spiritual beast was really unheard of.

The spiritual plant beast is powerful in a certain aspect. Even the most powerful dragon among mythical beasts is not as good as itself. A small ancient grass can have such a great power to support Liu Xing, from the five spiritual world to the present, and a divine ancient tree, which has been established for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, can no longer be verified. How powerful it is only at this moment can it really be reflected.

The rampage of the ancient Shenmu directly caused the death of thousands of gods.

Yin Wuji can't laugh. Those divine branches are like dragons, changeable and unpredictable. From the most incredible place, they rushed into the body of the divine cultivation and took their lives. In the meantime, he rescued the ruined wooden hall people and formed a new camp to fight against the emperors of heaven.

Mori's wood gas is released in this world, and there is a lot of green everywhere, which makes the endless killing air extremely diluted.

In the roar of the four heavenly emperors, he commanded the great cultivation gods under his command to rush down to the spiritual beasts and gods in the wooden hall.

And with the support of Gu Shenmu, a more tragic and sticky war began.

In this battle, the one with the most serious love damage has become the ancient god wood. Whenever the wooden temple god is in the most critical state, there is always a wooden branch like a snake like a dragon, rushing out of his back to block in front of him, and the broken wood is flying to save a life.

The practitioners of the wooden hall are full of tears in their eyes, all relying on an ancient divine tree to support. I don't know how long it can last. The cultivation of the ancient divine wood will also decline rapidly, and it will eventually come to an end.

At this time, in the sky, Yin Wuji has been looking at the ancient god wood curiously, and his eyes are surprised and greedy. Although he knows that the ancient god wood already has divine thoughts, I'm afraid it will be difficult to become a spiritual beast of someone again, but he really wants to be there, but under the collision of the divine thoughts, it is full of infinite resentment. If you turn over, there will be no chance at all. It is more likely that, like those big worlds, the soul will be scattered and will not become his captive.

To figure out this point, the dark and cold voice sounded in the sky, "What a divine tree. Unfortunately, it's not difficult to achieve the fruit. Now let me root you!"

In the shouting, he stretched out his hand down, and a black breath turned into a huge column of five miles, releasing it to the ground.

In this column, there are hurricanes like waves, black waves like roaring, and earth-roaring loud sounds. The strong force draws all the power nearby. At the same time, all the divine cultivation within five miles is involved in it. Those who can get out of this column are all some god monks, and those who have poor cultivation will always It is far away in the column.

In terms of the Emperor of Heaven and the Wooden Hall, nearly a hundred people were involved in the column and could no longer come out, and the column was like ink, sweeping towards the trunk of the ancient god wood.

The power is roaring, the sky is dark, and the sun and the moon are lightless. The world is in the most terrible turmoil. Voice...

Boom...

Boom...

Countless green arms were instantly involved in the black column and became fragments inside, disappearing in such a big martial arts.

The Yin Wuji's whole body is bulging, and his hair is open. The release of power is extremely fast at this time. This martial art skill consumes his power very much.

Mu Chongxi flew up and hit more than a dozen knives in a row. The knife light of the wooden king knife in his hand pointed to the black column one by one. Because everyone was in danger at this moment, he had unconsciously stopped the battle. Looking at this place, the battle was also a battle related to the life and death of the whole situation.

Mu Chongxi's knife light was blocked by the Qinglong thorns flying out by the Qinglong Emperor. The two fought again in the first place, and the action of several elders and Mu Lanhui once again fell into the meat grinder of the battle.

And at this time, Gu Shenmu was poisoned...

Most of the cultivation of Yin Wuji comes from an adventure. According to the ancient suicide note he got, and according to the above skills, he will finally embark on an extremely terrible path of practice. This most sinister practice also makes him perform martial arts, which are mostly toxic.

The first ancient god branch that came into contact with the black column inevitably turned into a dark color, and it immediately collapsed automatically.

However, the black breath itself carries a vicious mind. Every trace of mind can be scattered into the tree of the ancient god tree with the wave energy, and invade the most central trunk.

With the continuous collapse of the ancient god wood, the Yin Wuji face was ferocious and horrible, and the power was also released to the highest level of the infinite divine power. On the sky, no one could stand on Friday, and he retreated far away. He looked more like a poisonous master, which looked gloomy and horrible.

The comparison between the two forces. The ancient god wood, which could not be avoided, was severely damaged. It quickly shrank back to the top of the wooden hall and became a short piece, which shrank much slower, but it looked like a piece of dead wood without a trace of life.

The wooden hall saw that the ancient godwood was on the edge of life and death, but they could not help each other. Because of the great damage of the ancient godwood, the situation became strict again.

The emperors of heaven waved their hands and ordered their gods to press down together. The hundreds of thousands of emperors of heaven have only injured thousands of people now. At this time, they are pressed down together like endless mountains, and at the same time, they are smashing down on the wooden hall. Even if they are pressed, they will crush more than 10,000 gods of the wooden hall...

There is no way back. Mu Chongxi once again ordered his sister to take the old and young out of the world first.

"There is also a transmission array in the world, go quickly..."

He couldn't stop shouting, but Mu Lanhui could no longer get out of the heavy blow of the Qinglong Emperor. She cried and shouted, "Brother, you go first. I can't get out. Tell Xing'er to let him try to save his father back. That's my greatest wish..."

She cried, and the golden light mask on her body was crushed by the heavy power of the Qinglong Emperor, and a golden light burst out.

The number of people on the wooden hall is too small, and if there is a foreign enemy invasion, it is completely involved in the battle. How can you think that this time is actually the disaster of destroying the door? Otherwise, there will be a chance to send some divine cultivations out of the world through secret transmission. Now everyone is fighting, but the old and young who can't participate in the war are unable to start the transmission array.

Mu Chongxi sighed and couldn't help looking up to the sky and shouting, "Silly sister, it's not the right time for you to come back. My brother has involved you. Alas, God is going to die..."

The voice was desolate. In his voice, the yinless laughter also came out. The laughter that was so low but suppressed all the voices made the hearers horrified.

"Hehe, it's over. I'll take you on your way. The divine sky is already mine..."

Under his hands, the huge ancient god wood has trembled slightly and is in a state of stiff performance. There are only the last dozen meters left, standing on the top of the wooden hall...

"Forget it, sister, my brother is not going to go..."

Mu Chongxi spit out a mouthful of blood, hit a few knives in a row, and has become a bloody man. Beside him, the two heavenly emperors took action at the same time. How could he take it alone...

Mulanhui cried loudly and shouted, "Brother, don't hurt my brother..."

The sad voice rushed straight into the air, and the sound made someone who had just arrived breathe a long breath of relief.

"Mom is alive, and it's really too late to come back..."

Liu Xing was on the body of the eternal dragon, holding his hands, and the vast atmosphere between heaven and earth rose to the sky, and a dragon giant appeared in his hand. He waved down to the 100,000 heavenly emperors in front of him...

The innumerable divine power of the cosmic star dust ancestor exploded in the sky at this time. Within a hundred miles, it was all his lawless divine power, Taoist dragon, and countless divine lights. They were all outside his body. Crazy **, the divine sky made this young man collapse time and space in an instant.

"Mother, I'm here. Who dares to hurt the people in my wooden hall? I let him die without a place to be buried--"

The golden light stands between heaven and earth...