722. War of attrition

Rumble! The hundred-meter-tall Fire Demon King was enveloped in a hard prison, and the blazing air around him temporarily disappeared and became much cooler. But in the next second, the prison made of ancient wood shook violently, and it squeaked and thought, as if it was about to be pushed open.

With a loud bang, the ancient wooden prison was torn apart, turning into pieces of fragments, and the inside was charred black. The Fire Demon King reappeared, but the flames all over his body dimmed slightly, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to break free just now.

"Damn green snake, I'm going to kill you!" The King of the Flame Demon leaned over and lifted a two-meter-square cement block and projected it towards Jiang Yiming in the air.

With such a pediatric attack, Jiang Yiming was very unimpressed, and with a slight urge of the white fog under him, he avoided the cement block. In exchange of courtesies, he also cast an ancient wood prison again, covering the Fire Demon King again.

More than ten seconds later, the Fire Demon King smashed the prison again, but there were places on his body where the flames had been extinguished, revealing his crimson skin. There are many natural runes on it, all of which are full of chaotic power, and ordinary people will go crazy and sane at the sight of it.

The Demon Marquis is already the top level of the Abyss Nobles, and there is only the Abyss Lord, who is very closely connected with the Abyss, and even powerful runes automatically appear on his body.

The two world tree projections were not afraid of the runes that would make people go crazy, and pounced, and continued to attack around the Fire Demon King, this time many tree roots unexpectedly pierced into the skin that had lost the protection of the flames, and then continued to suck blood.

"No, damn it, how could you suck my blood?" The Fire Demon King felt the blood flow rapidly, and his strength gradually diminished. With great effort, it pulled out the roots of the tree in severe pain, but the wound on its skin continued to bleed.

The mouth on the trunk of the ancient tree of war opened wide, and he spit out what Jiang Yiming wanted to say: "You are asking for your own death, you dare to come to the dream realm to capture human beings, and now accept the fate of death." ”

"It's not you, just dare to appear in front of me with a puppet?" The Fire Demon King tore off more than a dozen World Tree roots with both hands and said loudly. A pair of eyes were already searching the sky, and it had already regarded Jiang Yiming as its biggest enemy.

Rumble! Another ancient wooden prison landed and headed towards the Flame Demon King. It's just that this time it seems to have been prepared, and stretched out two giant palms to block the prison: "Is it all you need, the same trick is coming three times, it can't work." ”

Jiang Yiming was still floating high in the air at an altitude of three or four hundred meters, looking at the King of Fire Demon who was roaring loudly below, thinking about what method to use to solve it.

This demon is worthy of being a demon marquis, his power is very powerful, and he feels a little powerless when he sees another World Tree projection falling.

"I didn't expect that after being promoted to a level 12 druid, he was still not the opponent of the Demon Marquis, but as long as he thought of the Demon Marquis of the 366th layer of the entire Abyss Force, he would be in a much happier mood if he counted all the slaps."

Jiang Yiming already felt that there was no need to summon another one hundred and sixty meters high World Tree projection, and it was necessary to have a higher level of projection to be able to kill the King of Fire Demons, while the World Tree was not short of energy.

Boom! A projection of a 1,600-meter-tall World Tree appeared in front of the Fire Demon King, the trunk of a tree more than 100 meters was as thick as a mountain peak, and the 100-meter-tall demon was like a baby.

"How is this still a projection? The energy concentration of this world is not high at all, and it is impossible to accommodate you in at all. The Fire Demon King was in disbelief, and he threw up his fiery head and shouted.

Crafting, coupled with sending this tall World Tree projection into the Dream Realm, one-third of the current energy of the World Tree was spent like that, bringing great combat power.

Boom, the Fire Demon King was trampled into the dirt, but it was not hurt in any way, because the ground beneath its feet had long since turned into lava.

Jiang Yiming was very concerned about this battle, if the World Tree Projection still couldn't win, then he could only temporarily give up the task of killing the King of the Flame Demon: "Kill it, that's it, step on it again." ”

The King of the Flame Demons, who was still majestic before, was hit by the World Tree projection like a leather ball, and although he had not been seriously injured, his face had already been flapped away.

"Damn, I'm a marquis, I can't be so weak." The King of the Fire Demon fell thousands of meters away, and before he could say such a word, he was about to face the giant foot that covered the sky again.

This time, its body changed dramatically, and it skyrocketed to five hundred meters tall like a balloon, although it was only one-third the height of the World Tree's projection, but it looked like it was a level.

Whew! The King of the Fire Demons, who had skyrocketed in height, bent down, hugged the World Tree Projection, and fell to the ground together, as if two mountain peaks had fallen, countless trees were broken, tall buildings were toppled up, and sand was flying on the ground.

After this close-up, the World Tree projection was in a bad position, and there were extremely hot flames everywhere, and every second, a large number of tree roots and large pieces of bark were burned, and they would soon burn deep into the trunk.

Jiang Yiming didn't sit idly by, and immediately cast the Ancient Wood Prison and smashed it on the back of the Flame Demon King, which was as wide as a court, weakening the flames on its body.

After the World Tree Projection received assistance, countless tree roots endured the scorching, one after another, and finally pushed the Fire Demon King open. At this time, a quarter of the trunk is burned into black charcoal.

Then the World Tree projection began to emit thick green light, and the injured place recovered quickly, and the flames did not have much effect.

"Hehe, I'm going to see how much energy you have to recover, burn burn!" The Fire Demon King laughed, and the flames on his body turned into a fiery dragon and crashed into the World Tree projection. Ignoring the faint flames on his body, large areas of skin were directly exposed.

Jiang Yiming took the opportunity to cast the Ancient Wood Prison and slammed into the skin of the Fire Demon King, creating a huge wound of more than ten square meters, and the magma-like demon blood fell to the ground, melting the land into small pits.

However, the King of the Flame Demon didn't care about this small injury, and only regarded the World Tree Projection as the main target, allowing Jiang Yiming to attack. This kind of battle that consumes each other's energy lasted for more than an hour.

The height of the Fire Demon King changed back to a hundred meters tall, looking at the projection of the World Tree that was covered with green light again, he felt the energy that was about to bottom out and his scarred body, and he was very unwilling: "You wait, next time I will lead an army of millions of demons to destroy you!" ”

"Don't want to go!" Jiang Yiming didn't want to have such a war of attrition again next time, the massive amount of energy seemed to be thrown into the water, leaned over and flew above the head of the Flame Demon King, and launched the magic power of the Green Jiao itself.

In an instant, thousands of fifty or sixty-meter-tall trees surrounded the Fire Demon King. Although it was only a few seconds of delay, the World Tree projection caught up.

Yes! The King of the Flame Demons, entangled in countless tree roots, wailed continuously, and his flesh and blood were constantly digested and absorbed. (To be continued.) )