A group of young people who are just puppet emperors are actually easy to solve, but the group of true emperors who have already played real fire on them are the big problem. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Wuhuan ran up the branch of the world tree and ran up, the battle situation here was simply a mess, and it was really a mess to say that it was a ball of porridge.

The sky was divided into countless areas, and some vines that were clearly not a single plant chased after the people who had fought together.

Hiss!

A cold light flashed, a section of vines was cut off by Wu Huan's sword, and the huge vines fell to the top of the mountain, making a shocking noise, and suddenly everyone in all directions was attracted by the movement here and saw Wu Huan's figure.

"It's the Soul Soldier Emperor!" The jealous mood is spreading, and the opening of the shadow of the famous tree of the human tree can be described as eye-catching, and it also attracts the attention of the bloodthirsty ancient vine, and the ancient vine that was cut off by a vine pulled back all the vines around him like crazy, and all the vines were pulled back to Wuhuan, and in an instant, Wuhuan was in a field of vines, cutting off everyone's sight.

"Let's go!" I don't know who shouted and immediately raised his position and rushed into the air, because the progress of these vines was already very slow, and everyone stopped running up in unison, first, the ancient vines blocking the way were gone, and secondly, in order to avoid the head-on conflict with Wu Huan, countless facts proved that without the combat power of the top True Emperor, he should not appear in front of him.

"You really look up to me!" Wu Huan could sense that all the parasitic bloodthirsty vines in this area had come over, the branches of the World Tree were too big, and each area was enough for this group of greedy bloodthirsty ancient vines to survive well, devouring and then becoming stronger, and there were three life reactions in this area that inhabited the vigorous vitality of the World Tree.

"Wood must have the consciousness of being chopped!" Countless spirit soldiers surrounded Wu Huan, and the crystal white light of the Dao Dao overflowed from the blade, which was very effective against the absolute sharpness of these vines and the blessing of battle intent.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst......

In the dull sound of countless sharp weapons breaking into the leather, vines fell one after another from the air, and the smelly bright red liquid sprayed out from the sky like a torrential rain, and the new generation of masters below raised their heads and watched in horror as Wu Huan harnessed countless cold lights to chop melons and vegetables, chopping the bloodthirsty ancient vines that were invulnerable to water and fire into sections.

"His sword is so sharp!" Although it is far away from Wu Huan, everyone can still sense that the true element emitted by Wu Huan does not fluctuate much, and the spirit soldiers that are conjured up have such a miraculous effect, purely because of their sharpness.

"Found it!" Suddenly, the swords in Wu Huan's hands turned in unison, and all of them sank into the branches of the World Tree, the World Tree can be called immortal, and ordinary swords are naturally difficult to hurt, but everyone saw Wu Huan's sword stabbed into it.

"Come out!" I heard Wu Huan shout in a low voice, and reached out with one hand to grab the void and pull hard, and suddenly a large piece of bark was pulled out alive and the incision was flattened, and it was obvious that the spirit soldiers who pierced into the branches had already separated this area.

"What is that?" I saw that there was not a wooden texture under the branches, but a mass of twisted and knotted weeds, and at this time, those vines suddenly went crazy and swept towards Wu Huan, looking like crazy, but they were all cut down by the countless spirit soldiers beside Wu Huan.

"Sure enough, it's a parasite!" Wu Huan reached out again, and a mountain of hands that were purely gathered by countless spirit soldiers sank into the weeds, and the force suddenly exploded, and the sound of countless cloth cracking came from within.

"Get up!" Wu Huan secretly drank and slowly withdrew his hand, a ball of globular weeds was pulled out of the tree, only to see that behind the weeds, countless vines were connected and pulled back, and countless scarlet juice overflowed from the gap, staining a large area of the tree red.

"That's the core of these vines!" At this time, everyone realized that at the same time as Wu Huan pulled out the grass and cut off most of the vines, countless vines attacking Wu Huan suddenly fell weakly, obviously this unknown weed pile was the core of the ancient vines.

"Good thing!" Wu Huan put away the weed, maybe in the eyes of many people this thing is a dangerous object, but in the eyes of some people this thing is definitely a treasure.

In this way, Wuhuan dug out all the bloodthirsty ancient vine cores in this area one by one, these things parasitic on the branches have already hollowed out a large area to obtain more nutrients, and their distribution is that the more they go up, the more vigorous they are, this is the law that Wuhuan summed up after digging up for more than ten miles.

"Isn't the top layer of this situation terrifying!" Wu Huan looked up and saw the vines covering the entire upper layer of the ground, which had exceeded the limit of what the bloodthirsty ancient vine could grow.

Wu Huan's arrival is like a shark like a school of fish, no one dares to intercept or provoke, but after seeing Wu Huan surrounded by countless vines, they all ran up without exception, it can be said that Wu Huan alone drove all the True Emperors to a higher area, and the consequence of this is that the more True Emperors converge in the back, the more True Emperors gather, in fact, Wu Huan can rush all the way up, those vines and True Emperors can't stop him at all, but he doesn't, as for his purpose for doing this, only he knows.

At this time, more and more of the True Emperors gathered at the upper level became narrower, and the True Emperors at the top had to speed up, and the countless vines above their heads and the pressure of their competitors made it very difficult for them to move forward.

When the first temporary alliance appeared, this group of True Emperors immediately came to their senses, hugged them and rushed upward, the speed was much faster, and the battle with other groups became more and more intense, at this time, the huge platform on the top of the branches above the sky was faintly visible.

"Quick!" There was no need to greet at all, countless True Emperors rushed up desperately, this time the action in the depths of the 100,000 Mountains came not only the True Emperor of the legion, but also the True Emperor and the Thorough Junior Master in the big city, and in addition to those top True Emperors, there were also many Yin Ling who were running at the front.

As the former True Emperor broke into the earth, Yin Ling is the strongest group of people in the audience, in the past few hundred years, Wu Huan has begun to contact some affairs of Bingfeng City, and the number of times he has intersected with Yin Ling is not once or twice, as the only master who can compete with Wu Huan at the beginning of the ground, he has gathered many masters of other forces except the Casting Guild around him, and the power is not weak, in this battle, their group of people is shining and overwhelming many forces.

"It's finally here!" Yin Ling's eyes were burning and he looked at the platform at the height, as a first-class force, he knew better than anyone how much the foundation of the sect behind him helped him, as long as he grabbed the branch of this world tree, relying on the output of these elixirs, he could definitely exchange it for the resources he needed, and it was not a dream to transform again, no one understood how much impact being trapped in Bingfeng City and not being able to go to that unknown place would have on Yin Ling.

There are many people who have the idea of Yin Ling, but there is only one branch of the world tree, even if the world tree in the ancestral land of the elf clan is floating under the starry sky, but who dares to grab it, no accident The most tragic battle began, a group of people hit the platform from under the branches, across dozens of miles, forcing back the encirclement and interception of many vines, when the moment they stepped on the platform, the strange atmosphere spread in the crowd, and the cold light appeared in the eyes of countless people and everyone glanced at each other slightly, the sword rose, the true yuan exploded, and the surging heaven and earth vitality descended on the true yuan, which was as vast as the sea, even those bloodthirsty ancient vines instinctively felt the threat and retreated silently。

The battle started very suddenly, but it was expected, and the combat power of the true emperors who completely let go of their hands and feet made the entire branch shake instantly, as if the entire base was shaking, you can imagine how fierce this battle was.

At the top of the branch is a huge basin, surrounded by high mountain-like branches and snake-like vines hanging down from the sky, and the most striking thing is that in the center of this large basin there is a high altar, where there is the goal of everyone's trip, the device that can control the entire base, the whole area is unobstructed, there is not a trace of shelter and a pit to hide, the feather clan is not here, then everything on the altar is probably intact.

Almost at the moment of stepping on this area, countless thoughts flashed in the hearts of countless people, it was worth fighting, the war swept everyone, and the top of the entire branch was the battlefield, and countless people moved the battlefield forward towards the altar and kept approaching.

In the corner of the battlefield, Yin Ling led a group of masters to fight against attacks from all directions, as the strongest group of people, the key greeting he received was really not light, plus the symbol of Bingfeng City on their bodies was like a high-power light bulb in this area, who didn't know that Wuhuan was going up below, if they met the master in front of them, it would be a big trouble, although they didn't know that Wuhuan and Yin Ling didn't deal with each other, but it didn't prevent them from suppressing Yin Ling's decision.

"Sister Wu, should we go and help!" Qin Tian instinctively wanted to help when he saw Yin Ling being besieged, and turned his head to ask Spirit Blood Dance.

"No need!" Spirit Blood Dance replied very simply, Wu Huan didn't mention that there was a team of Bingfeng City in front of her, and she faintly felt that this matter needed to be considered.

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"Good sword!" An Lingdao came with a sword, and the stars appeared in the sky, the sword intent was vast and infinite, although Yin Ling's sword dao was not as good as the Tianqiong sword intent of Tianqiong Island, it was indeed extraordinary, and An Lingdao, who was happy to hunt his heart, made a direct move, thinking that he would meet this kendo master.

Yin Ling actually hates this group of people who are born in the immortal inheritance, especially the disciples of the sword inheritance, because of the defects of his own sword, he has no supreme qualifications and is difficult to play, why are you so wasteful when you have such good conditions, seeing An Lingdao's move, Yin Ling's heart was nameless, and he suddenly abandoned other opponents and slashed towards An Lingdao with a sword.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and the two long swords met, and suddenly there was a shocking sound, and the sword intent was monstrous.

Thundered!

Suddenly, an even more terrifying and terrifying roar came from the depths of the earth, and at some point, the entire basin was full of cracks, wisps of terrifying qi came from the ground, and the branches of the entire world tree were trembling.

"What's going on!" The mutation of the branches of the World Tree caused everyone present to stop fighting, because something bad seemed to be happening in the depths of the basin.

Thundered!

There was another loud bang, and the whole altar suddenly sank, and one after another huge vines that were tens of feet thick broke out of the ground, and the huge vines were mixed with a series of mutilated figures, and the huge wings and exquisite armor were the traces of the Feather Clan that everyone had been looking for for a long time.

Suddenly, a figure broke through the air in the middle of countless vines, and instantly flew into the air, turning around, a huge blood-colored mountain was generated out of thin air, and pressed down fiercely.

"Wuhuan!" countless people exclaimed, because it was Wuhuan who ran out of the ground.