(670 The Tree Hand Covers the Sky and Destroys the Twin Evils, and the Tiger Rider Divine Mighty Aid Muluo)

It's just that as soon as the newborn dead wood Rong appeared, the first thing he saw was that many strange spiritual lights jumped like flames in front of his eyes, and the ground under his feet was scorched and cracked and collapsed, revealing a huge crater.

And he stood in the void, watching the bright lava that tumbled like boiling oil beneath his feet. Countless strange black hands stretched out from the lava, and one by one they came up and grabbed his feet and pulled them into the lava.

Each of these strange hands was pitch black, but it was covered with fiery red cracks. It was like a pottery that had just been burned out of the flames, and as soon as it touched his flesh, it immediately made a sizzling sound and a scorching smell.

Even Dead Mu Rong, whose strength was as high as Jindan Shuanghua and who had both a powerful physical body and a divine sense, felt a real burning pain, as if someone was holding a fiery red soldering iron and pressing it directly against his chest, burning violently.

"Such a real hallucination?"

He couldn't help but have his face distorted from the pain. Fortunately, the power of his divine consciousness was strong enough, and he could clearly feel that it was in a short period of time that he had not recovered after being split into pieces by the web of annihilation, and the divine consciousness power of another Purple Mansion female cultivator took the opportunity to infiltrate.

This female cultivator's aura is obscure, and the power of her divine consciousness is like fire, not an ordinary qi cultivation, but a human realm soul cultivation.

As a result, he didn't think these feelings were real, and thus avoided sliding into the pit of illusion. This allows him to control the movements of his body.

So he struggled to grasp the void, and the illusory world was like a picture scroll torn by him. Many pulsing ethereal flames were revealed from the breach.

In the flames, there was a girl in a purple dress whose body was as illusory as a ghost fire, and she was the source of these ghost fires.

Dead Murong sneered and slapped a giant palm mercilessly. Tong Yao's figure scattered and disappeared like a flame.

A hundred steps away, Tong Yao revealed his figure behind a boulder, his face was unusually pale. Deadwood Rong's palm was extremely heavy, and this palm almost threw her away. But there's no way around it. The other party's realm is much higher than hers. Since she was going to attack Brother Jindan, she would inevitably pay such a price.

Dead Mu Rong didn't use all his strength for this blow, and he wasn't even the main force. After knocking Tong Yao back with one palm, two big hands that covered the sky and the sun grew on his body again. Only this time, the palms of both hands were covered with countless shoots as sharp as the tips of green spears.

Although the strength of these two hands was not as strong as his previous big hand that stabbed Huang Lu and the Nineteenth, they were too large in size and had extremely fast speed, but in an instant, they caught the two shadows of blood and black fire that came and went without a trace, and they were all in his hands.

Both of these auraes have a strong corrosive effect on living organisms. But the young shoots in his palms are constantly growing, and even if they are eroded, they can temporarily resist them.

The Blood Demon and the Black Demon are just two physical bodies composed of evil qi, but when they maintain their form, they must have some kind of structural support. Dead Mu Rong's two big hands crushed it with ten thousand powers, and the structure could no longer be maintained, and the blood and black two shattered in an uproar, each turning into green smoke and drifting away from his fingers.

Lin Mei'er only felt a sharp pain in her eyebrows, her brows furrowed, and the rose-shaped red mark was like someone had stabbed her sword, and a line of red blood flowed down her eyebrows to the corners of her eyes.

Although the blood-black body in the red-crowned crown collapsed, their souls were bound in the red-crowned crown and could not be reincarnated, so even if the physical body was destroyed, as long as the red-crowned crown was still there, after a period of nourishment, the two evils could grow again in the red-crowned crown.

But by the blow of Dead Mu Rong, the red-crowned crown was injured a lot, and Lin Mei'er was also affected, I don't know how long it will take to recover, and she is obviously unable to fight anymore. She spread out a pair of snow-white wings behind her back, and with a hard beat, she jumped up, turning into a white light and flying towards the nameless rift.

Although Dead Mu Rong repelled Lin Mei'er's blood-black two evils and Tong Yao's illusion sneak attack in a few palms, he did not have the slightest pride in his heart.

Because the two female cultivators in front of him who were arranging the formation had long since disappeared. The dragon wood pillars they used are also nowhere to be found. The anomalies in heaven and earth that he had sensed in his previous divine sense had also disappeared cleanly. It was as if nothing had happened. This can only mean that the opponent's formation has ended, and the big array has been arranged.

What he can be sure of is that he is outside the formation, not inside the formation. As long as he doesn't break into the battle himself, he will naturally not fall into the ambush of others.

What really surprised him at this time was that the position of the Son of the Tree Emperor had changed. While he was fighting with the two Purple Mansion Female Cultivators and the Red and Black Brothers, the direction of the Blood Seeking Disc had been flipped. Now it pointed straight to Wei Wuxian's side.

"Tune the tiger away from the mountain, and strike the west?"

He swept forward with his divine sense, only to realize that in the short time he had been transferred, Wei Wuxian's aura had disappeared, and Lian Ling's aura had finally come out. Lian Ling dragged him here with a group of disciples, but he killed Wei Wuxian over there!

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Although Mu Luo's consciousness has been blurred, how can she give up so easily. Even though the five rings imprisoned her body, and the back-backed boy Huang Luoying continued to erode her soul, she still struggled like a wild horse that had just been put on the saddle.

The body array was pulled by her and crackled like lightning, almost crumbling. But under the trouble of being entangled by the boy with her back, she can exert less than thirty percent of her strength, and it is impossible to break the confinement of this copper marrow ring no matter what.

But at this time, a warrior riding a white tiger appeared. He took the big axe in his hand and began to chop the chains on his body ring one by one.

Mu Luo's fire eyes could not see the man's appearance and clothing clearly, but he could see a bright and fiery humanoid flame, wielding the sharp blade in his hand like a tortured sky.

Although the blade was cold and pitch black, the handle of his hand and the blade of the axe, which collided violently with the chain, were bright red. The flaming red handle and blade of the axe appropriately outline the outline of a mountain-splitting axe composed entirely of firelight.

Especially the white tiger under his crotch, the bright red light emitted by his body temperature was secondary. Her whole body was churning with various colors of golden aura, reflecting on her divine consciousness, the skeleton made of stainless steel, the muscles of copper, and the fur composed of snow-bright silver rays, burning flames of different colors. This tiger is simply a divine beast, which makes her feel terrified in her heart.

Of course, no matter how high the mount's status is, it can only bring out how great the warrior on the mount is. In fact, the power of qi and blood that erupted from that person's body was the breath of an incomparably noble royal family in her divine sense, which coincided with the fire man she saw with her fire eyes, completely suppressing her.

If it was a normal time, when she was healthy and intact, even if the blood of the royal family could suppress her divine sense, her arrogance and reason would only drive her to think about how to get rid of this prince and replace him, or how to narrow the prince to make the princes hold the real power. The so-called prince is either a stumbling block for her or a stepping stone for her.

But now it's different. She was on the verge of life and death, and her consciousness was already a little blurred. At this time, her sanity had long since collapsed, and instinct had the greatest upper hand. And as a tree clan's instinct, she only had to bow to the blood of the royal family, let alone at such a time.

One by one, the five chains were severed. Mu Luo's restraints gradually loosened. But her injuries were so bad, and the Possession Child had severely eroded her senses, and she fell straight to the ground as if she had fallen apart.

This reminded her of a few years ago, when she stepped into the spatial rift of the King of Cloud Sky City's house, and was teleported to the crater of the Underworld. A breath of fire poison just gushed out, burning her all over her body and blinding her eyes.

That's how she fell, struggling in vain. In desperation, she still remembered that with the same aura that made her prostrate, she leaned over and grabbed her with one hand, pulling her back from the halfway point of death.

This time, the same hand grabbed her wrist again! And it was the same hand that seemed to be infinitely powerful, almost exactly the same as the last time, and pulled her up desperately, and she leaned again against the man's back.

It was the same for her at that time and at this time, as if nothing gave her a sense of security to rely on more than this broad, thick back. With almost the last of her strength, she wrapped her arms around the man's neck.