Chapter 40: The Willow God

Unstoppable!

The emerald green willow emits a green glow, which looks extremely soft, but when it really rushes, it is harder than the divine iron, and the "poof" sound nails the flying Jiao in the air, and the wisps of blood flow down along the green and glittering tender strips, which is strange and mysterious. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The flying Jiao could no longer make a sound, and the scales all over its body lost its luster in an instant, and it was terrified to the extreme, its spirit and spirit were rapidly disappearing, and its whole body trembled.

"What's going on, Uncle Jiao!" shouted Jiaopeng, who was sitting on the fierce Jiao, and he was terrified.

This is a terrible picture, this Jiao can be as thick as a water tank, dozens of meters long, covered with scales, with a pair of giant wings, majestic and fierce, but it was nailed in the air by a slender willow branch, unable to move, very weird!

"How can this be?!" exclaimed Zhu Qiang.

Is this a sacrificial spirit that belongs to a mountain village? How could it be so terrifying, it only took one blow to pierce the body of such a powerful beast.

"Quick, save it!" shouted Jiao Cang, a middle-aged man from Luofu Daze.

More than a dozen figures appeared in the forest, rushing at great speed, the palms were glowing, there were runes flickering, and for a while, the beam of light reached the sky, enveloping the head of the village, and these people attacked and killed Liu Mu together.

The Thunder Clan, the Purple Mountain Family, the Golden Wolf Tribe, etc. all felt a pang in their hearts, and Luofu Daze only seemed to have a few people on the surface, but secretly there was a group of people following them, and they were well prepared.

However, it was too late, and in just a moment, the thick flying frog in the sky was already blind, and the shining scales seemed to have gone through ten thousand years, and began to crumble, and the whole body quickly aged, and finally fell apart and fell.

This kind of change is so terrible, a flying dragon that is extremely fierce and comparable to all the powerhouses present just returned to the dust, as if it was old and dead!

Jiaopeng was frightened and fell to the ground, he was really frightened, what a powerful sacrificial spirit must have been? He crawled out with a rolling belt, and there was no longer a trace of arrogance, his frightened little face turned pale, and his whole body trembled.

There is a drop of gray liquid on the green shoot, which gently rolls, exuding a vigorous vitality, which is extracted from the body of the flying dragon and absorbed by it.

All of this happened in the electric flint flowers, from the flying Jiao being pierced, to the rapid cracking, and then to the ground, all in an instant.

And more than a dozen strong men who jumped out of the primeval mountain forest also happened to rush in, all kinds of light flew, runes all over the sky, there were ancient birds and phantoms, and there were fierce beasts in shape, surrounded by dazzling light, killing the scorched willow tree.

"Whew!"

The willow branches spread, turning into a turquoise chain, and slashing a graceful trajectory in the air, which looks light and crystalline, but the terrible consequences caused are terrifying!

"Poof"

The willow branch swayed and cut off a master, it seemed weak, but it was comparable to a magic knife, directly cutting off people, and blood gushed out.

"That's?!" everyone was stunned.

This was the beginning, and all the masters who rushed to the front were within the range of its brilliant blue light.

The willow branches swing, fluttering with the wind, the green glow blooms one after another, across the sky, it is like a whip, and like a fairy sword, one after another master or cut into two, or directly split into two.

This kind of attack is so terrifying, it is obviously a wicker, but the lethality caused is equivalent to a sharp weapon in the sky, cutting all enemies!

"Poof", "poof"......

Blood splashed up, the sound was endless, the wicker waved lightly, and pieces of corpses fell to the ground, or were cut off, or split into two, and the blood flowers bloomed one after another.

The sunset reflects the red sky, dyeing the whole village with a layer of golden brilliance, in this sunset, on a charred black willow tree, a young branch swaying, crystal clear, indescribable beauty. And on the ground, a piece of corpse, bloodstained. This picture came into the minds of every strong person and made them unforgettable for the rest of their lives.

It's so simple, a group of masters from Luofu Daze were all killed in one breath, there was no suspense, and a group of strong people watching were chilling and swishing.

"Ah......h

Jiaopeng screamed, he was frightened, several corpses fell on his body, blood sprayed all over his face, he crawled and rolled, crying and fleeing back.

The middle-aged man Jiao Cang of Luofu Daze had a snow-white face, and there was no blood for a long time, he broke out in a cold sweat, and a great fear enveloped his heart.

What a powerful sacrificial spirit this is?!

Zhu Qiang, who was still calm and calm just now, was stunned, just a moment ago they were contemptuous of Ishimura, and they didn't pay attention to it at all, as if there was no one around, they wanted to dispose of the Fox Treasure Bone and allocate three young birds, and now they were all terrified.

Shi Feijiao and a group of simple men, as well as the group of babies, as well as the women and old people who heard the news, also opened their mouths, staring at all this blankly, unable to believe it!

This is too shocking, a willow branch, cutting off the heavens and the earth, killing the heroes, making people tremble.

Yanagi had never communicated with the villagers for decades, and had not behaved out of the ordinary, but now it had caused such a shocking result that made people feel unreal.

Perhaps, only the patriarch and the few people in retreat would not be surprised, because decades ago, they had seen an even more terrifying scene on that rainy night with heavy rain and lightning and thunder.

"Wow......" Jiaopeng finally climbed out of the pile of dead people, fled to Jiaocang's approach, hugged his legs, cried and shouted, he was too frightened.

It wasn't until this moment that the peace was broken, and Zhu Qiang slowly came back to his senses from the horror, with awe, with fear, and didn't dare to face the willow tree

Jiaocang, the strong man of Luofu Daze, had a kind of unwillingness, and even more fear, standing at the head of the village, and said: "Powerful sacrifice spirit, please forgive my ignorance and offense......"

As soon as he spoke, a breeze blew, and the willow branches swayed, bringing up a mist that fell down, and with a poof, the willow pierced his right arm.

"Ah......h

A miserable scream came, Jiao Cang struggled with all his strength to no avail, the Shenxi in his body was rapidly drained, his arm was exhausted, and then dried up, and with a "poof" sound, it broke like rotten wood and fell.

Jiaopeng howled miserably, he was below, holding Jiao Cang's legs, hit by this cracked and dry arm, and then saw the crystal branches above his head, rolled his eyes, was overly frightened, and passed out.

Jiao Cang laughed miserably, not only lost an arm, but also half-wasted cultivation, he was shaky, his heart was extremely bitter, just now he was still high up, looking down on the villagers, life and death, all in one thought. I never thought that in just a few moments, he would be deposed and become a useless person.

Luofu Daze's other two slightly older teenagers stepped forward and held Jiao Cang, these two geniuses were shaking their hands and their hearts were trembling, everything they saw just now was forever imprinted in their hearts, and this life was indelible.

Zhu Qiang was silent, and there was a great fear in his heart, this sacrificial spirit was so terrifying that it made people feel cold all over his body.

The Golden Wolf Tribe, the Thunder Clan, and the Purple Mountain Family, these people are all afraid in their hearts, just now they were still discussing how to deal with Shicun, and they also wanted to take the treasure bones, and now this scene makes them furious.

Everyone regrets dying, if they knew that this willow tree was so amazing, even if they were given a treasure, they would not come here to say a word.

"Hey, aren't you going to snatch our bones? "A group of babies were very angry, and after their emotions stabilized, they all had seizures.

"The Golden Wolf Tribe, Luofu Daze, as well as the Thunder Clan, and the Purple Mountain Family, aren't you just high up and completely ignoring us? Why are your faces pale now?" Er Meng said in a stunned voice.

"Also, didn't a few strong people of a few clans just say that they want to wash our stone village in blood?" The snot baby also clenched her little fists and turned over old accounts.

When a group of strong men heard this, they were all a spirit, and their scalps exploded, and they quickly looked at the willow tree, for fear that it would show its might again.

"Little brother, those are all jokes, don't take it seriously, don't take it personally. ”

A group of strong people sweated coldly, how noble their status was, how could they care about these villagers on weekdays, they were respected everywhere they went, how dare they disobey such villages and mountain people? But now, they have to bite the head and make amends to the villagers.

"Big brother, see if this misunderstanding can be revealed, we will have a good reward in the future. The leader of the Golden Wolf Tribe spoke, looking at Shi Linhu and the other strong men.

Phew!

A green glow flashed, the willow tree moved, and the branch fell quickly, piercing one of his shoulders, and immediately depleted half of his body's blood, and one arm cracked and fell off, and this body was half wasted, and the symptoms were exactly the same as Jiaocang's.

Then, the willow branch moved quickly, like a divine spear, piercing seven or eight strong people one after another, they said that they wanted to wash the stone village in blood, or once issued a threat, and now they have all taken away a large amount of life essence by the young branches.

"Let's go. Shi Linhu spoke.

A group of strong people trembled, the willow tree was too terrifying, and it couldn't be fought against at all, unless it was told to the clan lord and came in person, otherwise the strong people would be sent to death here.

A group of people rushed out of the stone village, the leader of the Golden Wolf Tribe, Jiaocang of Luofu Daze, smiled miserably, the uncle of the Marquis of Zishan, and the old servant of the Thunder Clan did not say a word, this time they were completely planted.

Only the people from the Cloud Heaven Palace could still be calm, because they had nothing to lose, the old man led the two beautiful little girls, narrowed his eyes, and didn't say anything. The two little girls blinked their eyes and looked at Ishimura, wanting to speak very much, but he stopped them.

The sunset had long since disappeared, the sky was dark, and from a distance, a hazy halo of willow trees in Shicun enveloped the entire village.

"We have a population of tens of millions, and our tribal territory is vast, but if it treats us like this, isn't it afraid of a catastrophe?"

"You must tell the clan lord to go out of the mountain in person, not to mention anything else, the fierce bones, and this sacrificial spirit, should not be missed!"

However, as soon as the words fell, even if they were so far away, the sacrificial spirit also sensed it, and a bright green willow with a glow spread more than a mile and pumped over.

"Poof", "poof"......

All those who were ruthless were cut off from their bodies, as if they had been slashed through the air by the sharpest magic knife, separating the upper and lower parts of their slashed bodies, and blood gushing out.

The leaders of the various clans were also traumatized, and the old servant of the Thunder Clan and the uncle of the Marquis of the Purple Mountain all lost one of their palms and broke their wrists, and they were warned.

Zhu Qiang's scalp was numb, and he didn't dare to say a word more, so he fled overnight, and all of them sacrificed treasures, which were brilliant, and rushed to the depths of the primeval mountains and forests against the ground.

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