The mulberry tree spirit, I don't know where its life is, in short, such a fatal blow, still did not kill the old tree. On the contrary, he angered his murderous intent again, and after the branch above his head shook, it was pulled down like a whip, and he wrapped Lang Yu tightly with a snort.

Inside the huge tree bag, the chaotic leaves were like knives, which made Lang Yu immediately think of the naked Xu Shengzi. In addition to Jin Peng's wings, he may not be able to carry it.

Then hack!

Pulled out the wolf knife, gritted his teeth, and stabbed it like a dumpling filling.

What is the hand speed of Langyu. However, the old mulberry tree was even more persistent, and he vomited and roared, but he didn't let go.

It's just that after two breaths, Lang Yu wants to turn back, he can't kill the old mulberry tree, he can only break through the encirclement and rush out. It's just that I can't swallow this breath, like a stalk in my throat.

This was the most breathtaking battle in my life, and it was unexpectedly miserable by an old tree.

I'm going to have to give you a trick before I leave, horse, and I'll come back and kill you when I get out.

Langyu's right hand was chopping, but a gold bead popped out of his left hand. With a "pop", it bounced into the knife edge.

"Boom!"

With a scream, Lang Yu was squeezed between the branches and the trunk, and the old mulberry tree was like a small snake swallowing an egg, puffing up a big bag that was more than twice as large. The branches of the tree suddenly loosened, and it felt like a painting, and Langyu slid down against the trunk.

With his back straightened and his knife looking around, he had to take the initiative and not let people kick around anymore.

This Shensang Valley really can't come easily, and this kind of attack in the forest is unguardable. Only between these three old trees, not inferior to the elders facing the three immortal sects.

Lang Yu didn't seem to have been so miserable, and it was the first time he was so nervous. Standing quietly, a pair of eyeballs quickly changed between the corners of the two eyes, and the situation at this time is definitely not too much to describe with six ways of seeing and hearing from all directions.

The leaves drifted down from the top of his head, and a withered yellow fell in front of Lang Yu's eyes.

Raising his eyebrows and looking up, Lang Yu's eyes rolled upward, startled.

Autumn is here?

The huge mulberry leaves, like goose feathers, and like a piece of small boat, swayed left and right, fluttering, falling from a height of dozens of zhang. The sky was a yellowish color.

There was no life on the leaves, and there was no trace of life on the faintly bare old trunk.

Dead?!

Lang Yu pushed his nose and looked back behind him, a ravine appeared on the bark of the old Huangsang tree, as if it was three autumns in a flash.

Secretly let out a sigh of relief, and Lang Yu hatefully returned his hand and slashed deeply into it.

"Boom!"

A shriveled empty sound. There was no resistance, no shouting.

"Hmm. Lang Yu nodded, it was indeed the performance of a dead man.

The dead leaves had fallen, and Lang Yu was buried, and then the leaves gradually shrank in the crackling sound, and clusters of blue flames came out, licking the old bark and running to the top of the tree.

Who said it can't be burned. Wood and fire are born together, this is a law that no one can change, and it is not said that it is Langyu's "Seven Flames".

The leaves turned to ashes, and a cold light mask appeared in the firelight, and the human-shaped light mask quietly looked up in the flames and watched the raging fire rise to the sky.

"Over there!"

Above the Shensang Valley, the three blue-clothed elders floated down and chased towards the firelight, but unfortunately they couldn't see anything, they only saw fireworks as far as the eye could see, and their divine sense couldn't put it in, and no one knew what was happening in the jungle.

"He's alive. The elder holding the bead of blood was very helpless to come to such a judgment.

This kid is very evil.

Xiao Jizi turned around and looked at the southeast, then looked at his feet, and swallowed with difficulty.

"Wait a little longer. ”

There was silence in the woods. A thousand-year-old tree has become a standing charcoal. Lang Yu pushed his nose and walked out, and as soon as he looked up, his target changed, and he looked at the top from the root along the old mulberry tree that almost swallowed him.

"What do you want to do?!"

An old and cold voice came into Zhihai.

"Hehe, look at you, it turns out that you can speak. Why did you shoot at me?"

"Those who enter the Valley of the Sacred Mulberry will be killed. ”

"Hehe, it's a coincidence, the deity also thinks so, whoever dares to attack me, kill-no-forgiveness!"

At the exit of the word pardon, the figure flickered, and ran towards the ancient mulberry tree with a knife.

Lang Yu's speed is amazing, the old tree doesn't care, the wolf knife stabbed in, but it was empty, Lang Yu's strength was exhausted, he didn't dare to think that the thick yellow mulberry ancient tree actually withdrew three zhang away in an instant.

This, is this still a tree?!

Just when Lang Yu was stunned, the branch slapped down with his big hand. "Die!"

The old tree will walk, and the old tree will speak. Is this a myth?

Eyes opened.

The huge branches on the head are beating, and the whirlwind is dancing under the feet. However, these tricks are all old, and it is quite difficult to kick Langyu out again. With a swing of the Sky Wolf Knife, a vine rope popped out of his left hand.

"Open!"

"Huh" The branches of the ancient trees fell in response, and half of the old branches bounced up. But this time the old guy was unlucky, and the old branch like an arm was withdrawn and brought Lang Yu up. Flying more than ten feet high, he kicked on the branch and flew up again, and cut with a knife.

"Puff puff ......"

The wolf knife cut the tree, like cutting tofu, from top to bottom, and the thirteen long branches were separated by a knife.

The old mulberry tree screamed and returned to its original position.

These branches are not made of it, they are its real essence. Green liquor sprays at broken branches.

"You, look for death——!"

The old tree stretched out another arm and patted the falling Langyu horizontally.

"Hmph, you brought it on yourself. ”

The wolf knife was picked out from the left rib and cut it off, and the wisteria was wrapped around the trunk of the tree again, and with the rebound force of the old branch, it made a big circle, and Lang Yu was thrown onto the top of the tree.

This kid is swinging, and he's also an expert at playing this. There are fallen leaves below, and he has big wings, this time, he is not afraid to fly into the sky.

The Sirius Blade pushed forward, and the head of the tree was cut off.

"Click, click, click......" As it fell, a knife swept left and right, like cutting onions, cutting more than a dozen back and forth, cutting off one-third, and finally couldn't cut through, in the screams of the old tree, a golden-winged black-clothed birdman fell back to the ground.

"The deity has the virtue of a good life, and today I will spare your life. ”

Lang Yu didn't kill him, turned around and walked towards the third tree.

The third ancient tree seemed to have a premonition, and the leaves flew under the roots.

Lang Yu just sneered, and suddenly a string of tree shadows flashed in front of him.

The Seven Stars Moon Worship Step started, sweeping two trees in a row. When I stopped, I was surrounded again.

It's still five trees, only this time it's centered on the third old tree, and the other four are noticeably thinner.

"It's good to come!"

In the Valley of the Sacred Mulberry, the Battle of the Human Tree has officially begun.

Langyu is worthy of being born as a thief, and this kind of adaptability and reflexes are really superb. A pair of Jinpeng wings, a wolf knife, fighting the five trees, but also fought for the initiative, after a stormy attack in the forest, the four trees retreated, and the third ancient tree was repaired and slick light, like a thick stick, with a tuft of grass.

"The deity wants to kill you......"

"Huh?" the big stick startled, and dodged and flew back.

"Hmph, it's just a matter of killing you, get out!"

Thirty feet away, there were no leaves in an instant, revealing the black mud ground.

Go forward again, which direction to go? Shensang Ancestor still didn't react, but Lang Yu was not in a hurry to find it, and flipped his hand and took out a small mouse.

"Can you feel the breath of fairy grass?"

"Sizzle. The mouse sniffed: "Master, over there." Then he said pitifully, "But I dare not go." ”

"Well, you don't have to go. ”

Lang Yu put the mouse into his chest, raised his eyes and aimed at the old mulberry tree in front of him.

He's going to kill it.

The three battles were not light, however, the bottleneck of Langyu's demon vein was also loosened. Only combat is the only magic weapon for advancement, he does not lack fairy grass, he does not lack demon pills, what he lacks is how to digest.

If you enter the Yuan Shen, you can withstand the blow of the Demon Emperor, Lu Ziyun's words, now Lang Yu believes it a little. Moreover, what will be the manifestation of the illusion technique that has entered the primordial spirit? So you can't use the live targets in front of you.

Only such an old tree can become its own opponent.

Only by killing the past can you play your own qualifications.

Lang Yu squinted his eyes and smiled fiercely, Shensang Ancestor, I'm sorry, it was you who made the first move.

One foot rushed into the hinterland of the Sacred Valley.

"Shensang Valley?"

Hundreds of miles away, Jin Zhenmo arrived with people. Looking at the familiar terrain in front of him, he couldn't help but take a breath, more than thirty years ago, this place became his sad place, and a beloved demon couple stayed here forever. Thirty years later, he still doesn't dare to enter. Not only did he not dare to enter, but even the demon king behind him couldn't enter.

The voice of the ancient sacred tree still echoed in my ears.

"In the holy land of the Divine Valley, all the demons stop, if they commit it again, they will bear the consequences. ”

The ancestor's words were not to bluff him, why did the demon clan live in the forest? There was a reason, just like a fish can't do without water, if the old tree is mad, no one can afford to drink this pot.

Don't look at the small trees, they are not good-looking, harmless.

Don't look at you tearing branches and peeling every day, it doesn't respond.

In this forest, if someone gives the order, you are guaranteed to fall into the sword mountain immediately. Don't say that he is Jin Zhenmo, even if his grandfather comes, he has to politely report to the door. Stealing something was beaten by fat, didn't die and picked a life, do you dare to tell his two brothers about this. Scared him to death.

Today, I chased it here again, and Jin Zhenmo stood still, and he didn't even dare to fly over to the sky. looked at the three faint figures in front of him, his eyes closed, and he squeezed out three words hatefully.

"Up-Immortal-Gate?"

"Blockade the Sacred Mulberry Valley for me!"

"Command. ”

Shensang Valley, for Jin Zhen Demon, is not a big deal, a demon decree was issued, troops were raised everywhere, and countless demon kings rose into the air. Within half an hour, the 5,000-mile Shensang Valley was surrounded.