Very strong, very strong.

Lian Sansheng felt that she was too strong, she never thought that she would have a time to compete with the sky.

But she also understands very deeply that the essence of all this is not because she is strong, but because the mysterious roots in the sea of life are strong, and she just has the roots, or rather, has become the shell of the roots.

She thinks the roots are mysterious, but so are she. From a wisp of soul as Yan Yu, to the rare bloodline of the war witch royal family, to reshaping the body and soul with the origin, and finally to the humanoid divine soldier. It all seems to be a matter of course, but when you think about it, each one is an incredible experience, and everyone wonders where she is sacred, so mysterious and powerful.

However, the roots of the tree are more mysterious.

Except that it evolved from a tree that covered the sky, no one in the Daoxu Heaven could understand it, and no one could spy on it.

Boom Boom –

The roots of the tree endlessly sucked up the energy of the thunder net, and even if Lian Sansheng couldn't see the situation outside, he could know that the roots of the tree had fallen behind from the beginning, and now they are rapidly climbing to the position of competing with the thunder net.

Such a huge amount of energy poured into the sea of life, but the sea of life did not give Lian Sansheng any discomfort, it was still a mystery.

Lian Sansheng even wondered if there was a small world in his white sea of life, with the sun and moon, the vast oceans and land, living creatures, and even human beings, and she was just a container to carry all this.

Of course, this is just the fantasy of practicing three lives, and there is only an ethereal mystery in the sea of life.

These seem to be all things about the roots of the tree, and it seems that there is no need to practice Sansheng to do anything, but Liansansheng still can't put himself out of it. She carefully felt every wave of energy torrents pouring into the sea of life, feeling the surging of Yuan Li, and even she felt that even the body cast by the divine soldier would not be able to bear this sea of life sooner or later.

She's used to being so powerful, indulging in it.

Qiu Ruo saw that Lian Sansheng was so focused, so he leaned into her ear and whispered, "I'll go around first, it won't be too far away." He paused and added, "It won't get too close to the thundernet." ”

Lian Sansheng smiled: "Okay, pay attention to safety." ”

"So are you." Although she knew that with the roots of the tree, practicing Sansheng would not be much of a threat, Qiu Ruofang still made her cautious.

Practicing Sansheng is mysterious, the roots of the tree are mysterious, and the thunder domain is naturally mysterious.

Danger will come at any time, Qiu Ruomad and Lian Sansheng are worried about each other, and Qiu Ruomad will naturally not be too far away. He also took a look around here, if he stayed by Lian Sansheng's side all the time, it would be equivalent to staying in the root of the tree, and his vision and perception would also be limited. Qiu Ruo needs to see if there will be any breakthrough in the thunder net that is experiencing a tug of war with the roots.

Qiu Ruo left Lian Sansheng and went out, the tree roots would automatically make way for him because of his advance, and when he walked over, the tree roots would close, providing a safe foothold for Lian Sansheng.

Only then was Qiu Ruo relieved, and under the escort of the tree roots, he came to the outside of the "hairball".

Without the protection of the root hairball, Qiu Ruofang was already very different in senses in the first place, as if he was in the midst of an earth-shattering battlefield. His eyes reflected golden purple, and the thunder net spread out a large number of thunder tides, like a tsunami, the sky and the sea rushed to the other side of the equally boundless tree root hairball. In other words, at this time, the root hairball was already a wall, and Qiu Ruofang couldn't see the edge for the time being, he secretly said to himself, he just stayed in the root hairball for a long time, and the outside world was already so upside down.

In the field of vision, the purple gold thunder tide is menacing, like a torrent slapping the beach, encroaching on everything on the beach, and then rolling all living beings into the stomach and crushing. It had that power, but it didn't work.

The thunder tide approached the root-like sand, not a rout, but a slight. The root hairball couldn't wait to devour the energy of the thunder tide, and the energy that was pulled out was all owned by it, and the energy that had not been sucked away fiercely slammed into the outer layer of the tree root, rumbling through the space, but it failed to shake the armor of the root hairball, let alone penetrate and collapse.

The thunder net has no ideology, and its attack is nothing more than the mutual reaction of matter in nature, just as a magnet meets a magnet, it will repel or attract. The thunder net met the roots of the tree, and the mutual drive of the matter caused the thunder net to derive a thunder tide and rush to the roots, as if chasing and fighting.

The root hairball is tenacious and unmoving.

Even so, the thunder tide is still strong, it is too strong, wave after wave does not stop, like the water of the sea surging up the mountains, and then turning from the mountains into waterfalls and roaring down. It's more like the water in the glass ball, swaying desperately by a pair of invisible hands, turning over and over with teeth and claws, and trying to assimilate everything in the glass ball into water. The energy is constantly flowing and seems to be inexhaustible.

And the absorption state of the hair ball at the root of the tree made its entire periphery a purple-gold thunder surge, and it was impossible to see its original appearance, as if it was not originally composed of tree roots, but a ball of thunder and lightning. It was as dazzling as the thunder net, and the threads of the thunder net were constantly swallowed by it, and there seemed to be countless tentacles surging on the surface of the thunder surging in.

The scene was so scorching, scorching like a stick stirring, drawing, stirring, drawing in the viscous honey.

You pounce on me, so deadlocked, the winner is inseparable.

At the moment, it seems that this is indeed the case, but Qiu Ruofang knows that if the situation continues like this, even if the thunder net has endless energy, even if it is an entire universe, as long as the roots of the tree that practice the three lives are indulged in such an unbridled demand, the practice of the three lives will only become stronger and stronger, and eventually evolve into another universe, another thunder domain.

One expands, one devours, how can Dao Xutian withstand it? Not to mention whether the living beings can return, I am afraid that the Dao Ruins Heaven can collapse into a black hole in the Endless Realm.

Fortunately, the Thunder Domain seems to have no ideology, and Lian Sansheng has an ideology and can control the roots of the tree within a certain ability, so things will not become very bad, and even develop in a good direction.

But Qiu Ruo is not sure if the thunder net will really run out one day under such brutal plundering as the root hairball. But what if not? What's inside the net? Is there really no ideology in Lei Xin? He needed to find out.

He turned around to confirm the state of the hairball at the root of the tree, and among the thunder streamers, he could see that it was very stable. He confidently shuttled between light and light, stepping on the crest of the thunderous waves, and flying along the edge of the thunder tide.

He needed to go to a place where the Thunder Tide didn't compete with the Root Hairball, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get close to the Thundernet.

After all, the thundernet is also a threat to the life of the hater.

He manipulates the thunderbolt, but it doesn't mean that the thunderbolt submits to him.

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