Jiang Yiming was quietly suspended in the air, watching the battle between the World Tree projection and the Aosta Demon Count, with a giant tree seven or eight hundred meters high on one side and a powerful Demon Count on the other, the battle was very fierce.

The surrounding demons were either sucked into demon stems by the roots of the World Tree, or they were bombarded into slag by spells, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to approach the battlefield, leaving a clearing with a diameter of a kilometer.

However, after five or six minutes, the shape on the battlefield became clear, and the World Tree projection, which had been subjected to the collective attack of the demon army, gradually fell into disadvantage, and was somewhat defeated by this Aosta Demon Count.

Jiang Yiming's brows furrowed slightly, now that the World Tree itself lacks energy, it can no longer make more projections, so this only projection can't die here, it has a greater use.

"Don't fight with the Demon Count, go kill those demon soldiers." As soon as he saw that the trunk of the World Tree projection had been broken again, it had become more than three hundred meters high, and the roots of the tree were only one-third of their original size, and he immediately issued a new order.

Boom, the World Tree projection flickered, and it disappeared from front of the Demon Count of Aosta, falling into the demon army two kilometers away.

Thousands of roots quickly wiped out hundreds or thousands of demons, and although most of them were cannon fodder-like little demons, they looked like they had erased a black stain with an eraser.

"Damn the World Tree, don't run away if you have the ability!" The Aosta Demon Count jumped to his feet in anger, but its flight speed was far from the teleportation of the World Tree projection. When it arrived, all it could see was a shriveled demon.

After getting a lot of energy from the demon, the state of the World Tree projection is getting better and better, not to mention the number of tree roots has tripled, and the bark that was blown away by the spell has also regrown, and the defense ability has increased a lot.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Yiming didn't want the World Tree Projection to fight against the Aosta Demon Count anymore. Although this demon count is very strong and destructive, you might as well save it for the last to clean up.

"Abominable and abominable! Listen to all the demons and scatter to move freely! Seeing that he couldn't catch up, the Demon Count of Aosta ordered.

Even if it didn't order to disperse, the demon army was about to collapse, and their chaotic minds didn't mean that they weren't afraid of death. The demon who heard the latest order was like a pinch of pepper sprinkled on the dough, and it quickly became extremely thin.

This move can be said to hit the soft underbelly of the World Tree projection, it can't kill one or two thousand demons at a time, and it can only attack dozens at most at a teleportation, and it can't even earn back the energy consumed by teleportation.

Boom, boom, the World Tree projection is no longer teleported, and it is time to use the giant legs formed by the roots of the two trees to rush away, and only chase the demon in one direction. As long as it catches up, whether it is a small demon like cannon fodder or a big demon like a grassroots commander, there is only one dead word.

"Hahaha, Count Ben is here, and the World Tree will give me obedient death!" Aosta's ten-meter-tall demon body was comparable to a bird, and soon came to the back of the World Tree Projection, and was about to cast a spell.

Jiang Yiming saw that the Count of Aosta Demon in the fierce battle had no time to care behind him, and flew down from the sky, and the white clouds under him turned into hundreds of tentacles, all of which fiercely entangled the demon body.

Squeak, squeak, Count Aosta's ten-meter-tall huge demon body, the scale armor on it has broken a lot, and the pillar-thick torso has been strangled down a lot.

"Who are you? Dare to come and attack Earl Ben. Hurry up and get out of the way for me, or I'll roast you into snake meat!" After casting a two-meter-thick fire dragon to force back the World Tree projection, Aosta turned his head more than one hundred and eighty degrees and saw a green snake more than twenty meters long.

"You demons have invaded this world, so prepare to die here."

Jiang Yiming looked at Aosta's unreasonable head and felt uncomfortable. However, for such a bluff, he saw it at a glance, and said that everything was just a head-covered attack.

"Give me death!" Seeing that persuasion was useless, Count Aosta opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of flames, turning into a ten-meter-high orange wall of fire and crashing into it.

Before the orange wall of fire was close, Jiang Yiming felt a wave of heat rushing over, and was resisted by the scale armor on the green Jiao's body, only feeling a little hotter.

However, he didn't dare to try to block the orange wall of fire behind him, which seemed to be very hot, and the slender Jiao body flicked over the wall of fire and flew onto the demon head of Aosta's water tank.

Boom! The white clouds that remained in place were burned by the wall of fire, like a marshmallow that had been bitten by a big bite, shrunk by more than a third, and the tentacles that had firmly bound Count Aosta were also much less.

"Haha, I got you!" One of Count Aosta's waist-thick arms broke free and grabbed at the top of his head, causing a whirring sound of breaking through the air.

Boom, Jiang Yiming's tail was topped, and the entire twenty-meter-long Jiao body left the narrow top of Aosta's head and returned to the white clouds that had shrunk by one-third.

He watched as Aosta's huge palm, wider than the door panel, slammed into the top of his head with a loud "dang". Even the hard demon skull was dented in a large piece, and if it was hit, at least more than a dozen bones would be broken.

"Suck it up for me!" Jiang Yiming let the roots of the World Tree's projection entangle, preventing the Demon Count of Aosta from having a chance to escape.

Layers after layers of brown roots wrapped around Aosta's body, and soon formed into a huge wooden sphere with a diameter of more than twenty meters. Still, a muffled thud came out of it, and a large flame rose up, scorching the roots of the tree inside.

Jiang Yiming couldn't help the World Tree projection now, seeing that the stalemate lasted for more than ten minutes, and new tree roots were constantly entangled, insisting on not letting the demon count inside rush out. However, there are fewer and fewer new tree roots, and the state of the World Tree projection does not seem to be good.

"No, the World Tree Projection must replenish its energy, otherwise it won't be able to trap the demons inside." He didn't even have to look closely to feel the aura of the World Tree's projection weakening, but Aosta in the prison was not dead.

Suddenly, he thought of a way to directly let the World Tree itself teleport the World Tree projection to another demon army.

Rumble! This demon army has not been attacked, and it is still relatively dense. Unguarded, he was caught off guard by the World Tree projection that fell from the sky, and thousands of demons were immediately sucked into demon stems.

"What are you, how do you have the smell of Aosta?" The commander of this demon army was also a demon earl, and he immediately sensed the aura of a powerful demon coming out of the twenty-meter-diameter root ball, and it was also an acquaintance. (To be continued.) )