Chapter 398: Feints
The dryad would not complain that Qiu had escaped his attack in this way. It seemed to understand what he would complain about.
But at this time, the dryad didn't seem to react at all, and could only try to retreat from the body, allowing those vine branches to trap why autumn's complaints.
But how could he lose to such a bloated big man just by competing against each other?
He complained that the corners of Qiuqiu's mouth gradually rose as he saw a human facing the dryad in a panic.
It seems that this is the right thing to do. The closer the center, the less threatening the dryad becomes.
He complained that Qiu was not only satisfied with dodging the vines, but was also closer to the dryad.
Brush!
He complained about Qiu's sword and cut it into thick vines.
To his slight surprise, the vines at the roots, although more terrifyingly hard, were unable to explode, and even black liquid flowed from the wounds. The ochre-colored liquid seemed to be goblin blood, and it produced an even more terrifying roar, an expression almost as angry as it was.
The dryad's performance made him even more excited, so he kept swinging his god's sword, a sword piercing through the surrounding vines, black liquid spilling around.
To his surprise, Shakyamuni seemed to be very dark, like a hungry wolf, swallowing black liquids whenever he had the chance.
Although I don't know what exactly this black liquid is for, why complain that Qiu is not stingy enough to satisfy the sword of God.
Countless red vines are chopped down in the fall, and then a drop of the black liquid is absorbed by the sword of the gods.
A shudder came from the Sword of God, a manifestation of excitement and excitement.
The Dryad's anger had accumulated to the extreme, and it had finally begun to fight back.
Red flames gathered from the dryad's mouth, and fireballs slowly formed.
As the tree spirits gather around the aura, the color of the fireball becomes darker and brighter.
Hula!
The fireball was suddenly shot by the Dryad, and that was the direction.
The fireball was faster than he expected, but there were still some delusions that hit it like this.
But let the surprise happen again, this huge fireball, about a few dozen feet near He Heqiu, suddenly burst open.
White, red, gold, and black inspiration suddenly rushed around, and this thrilling temperature made why complaining Qiu Xin trembled violently.
But that's not the end of it. This complex fire is like a big hand.
The hot air seemed to have blocked the space around him, and he complained that he felt comfortable in the fall and couldn't move with the sound of footsteps.
With the Devouring Ability of the Sword of Devouring Heaven,?? He complained that the restraints around him had been reduced.
The white flame is like a large curtain, the red flame is like the air flow on the large curtain, and the black flame turns into a meteor and falls towards what blame.
Although the black fire didn't seem to have any temperature at all, he complained that Qiu felt the power of terror, and a fierce crisis welled up in his heart.
Why do you complain that Autumn's body flickers so fast that you'd rather harden the red flame than approach it?
There is a lot of intense burning sensation in the body. Why did Autumn complain about some bitter fangs? The flames were still stronger than he expected, but he was relieved compared to the black flames.
The black meteor flame did not give up far, and then drowned in the air, but in the sweat of the grinding ah, why did Blame Qiu suddenly feel a strong fluctuation in the space.
This black flame even touches the power of space when it is annihilated. This kind of power is not something that autumn can withstand!
There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with my choice. He complained that the waves on his forehead in autumn were disappearing rapidly, and his face was getting redder.
The goblin was apparently so angry that it seemed as if he wanted to try the same trick again, but on several occasions he burned in his mouth and seemed to be unsuccessful.
It seems that this level of attack, this dryad does not want to send out! He finally got a piece of good news.
Now that your method is complete, it's my turn!
He complained that Autumn had adjusted his breathing, and his body flew like a streamer towards the dryad's face.
While we don't know the specific weaknesses of the dryad, it's certainly not those countless vines that can only be on the dryad's trunk.
Seeing He Nanqiu's rapid approach, the dryad was frightened and angry, and exhaled a gust of wind, as if trying to push Nanqiu back. The more dryads there are, the closer he will get to the trunk.
While the heat wave from the Dryad's mouth was violent and terrifying in scope, it did not hinder the progress of the riverhills.
The four huge palms finally moved like four mountains and kept moving in the direction of repression.
He complained that Qiu's ingenuity fell directly on one of the dryads' arms, and then plunged the beast's sword into it.
The devouring force is applied again, but not for long. Sage stops on its own because it's full.
Why complain that Qiu suddenly has some toothache, without the help of the devouring effect, it is difficult to treat the government as a dryad.
After the removal of the Sword of Heaven, along with the Dryad's arm, he complains about the fall approaching the trunk of the Dryad.
Strong arms, although powerful, also limit their movements, and they are used so skillfully.
It wasn't long before he complained about the autumn trunks. He could even hear the dryad's whimper.
"Come and eat my sword!" Anyway, he should still try to find out if the trunk is the dryad's weakness.
The sharp sword shone directly into the goblin's eyes, and panic appeared on the goblin's face, but the reaction was not slow.
A huge breath poured out of the dryad's mouth. He complained that Qiu's attack had been blown away, but it was only a feint of Qiu's attack. The ferocious ones are still to come.
He complained that the whole man was like a shooting star that shot into the other eye of the dryad. The dryad stopped too late.
But at this time, the dryad had already made an astonishing move.
The huge red mouth suddenly opened, squeezing the Dryad's nose and eyes to the top, why blame the Autumn's actions on the Dryad's eyes, which had become an act of invading the Dryad's bloody mouth.
He expressed displeasure with Qiu's sudden panic and wanted to turn around immediately, but unexpectedly, a black wind poured out of the dryad's mouth and brought him inside.
So He Yuanqiu was swallowed by the tree demon.
There was no light in the infinite darkness, but a faint temperature came from afar.
He hated Qiu for trying to gas, but no matter how he used it, it didn't work.
In desperation, he had to slowly approach the temperature source.
Half an hour later, the fire finally appeared, and the temperature became so high that it would turn into smoke if it hadn't been continuously devoured by the Savage Sword to counteract the temperature.
Despite the saturation of the Sagittarius sword, it is very active to absorb things from this strange space.
He complained that Qiu had a feeling of being deceived. He seems to have killed Heaven, and he knows what he doesn't know.
He complains that Autumn wants to understand, but the sword of God can only simply convey emotions and cannot speak, why complain that Autumn wants to solve the chaos.
He complained that Qiu couldn't find any other exits and didn't know what the dryad meant otherwise, so he had to turn to the light source.
The light became more and more dazzling, and the temperature was high enough to affect the stability of the surrounding space.
Through God's understanding, he felt a distant light source, and his heart was incomparable.
This matter may be the core of the Dryad, or the source of the Dryad's power.
He Binqiu had been approaching cautiously, his consciousness had fully unfolded, and the consciousness of the dozens of miles around him had not escaped.
As he hated Qiu as he continued to approach, a gray barrier suddenly appeared in front of him, and the temperature was extremely harsh, giving him a sense of threat, even exceeding the black flames released in front of the dryad.
(End of chapter)