Chao Hao's master and servant breathed a sigh of relief, his blood boiled, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and the feeling of heartburn and lungs weakened.

Fortunately, they escaped at the very right time, otherwise the death of their master and servant would definitely be a big joke. went to save people but died in their own hands, and there was no one left!

"Thank you!" Chao Hao said a little jerky.

Banyan lost his mind in an instant, if it wasn't for the dangerous moment, he wanted to carefully distinguish whether Chao Hao's words were true or false, he always raised the bar when he met, and no one was convinced, but one day he suddenly said the word thank you, he doubted that Chao Hao in front of him had been turned into a person by the unjust soul?

The corners of Chao Hao's mouth twitched: "What kind of expression are you?" Tell you, no matter how bad my Chao Hao is, I won't let the soul haunt me! It's not uncommon to say thanks, and my King Han's thanks are not something that everyone can afford..."

The flame light curtain flashed again, forcing the surrounding soul skeletons back a few meters, and Banyan looked at Chao Hao seriously: "Say it again!" ”

There was still blood hanging from the corners of Chao Hao's mouth, and he was a little dazed: "Which sentence?" If you don't say a good thing twice, you don't want to hear it! ”

Banyan Tree: "Say that sentence of those two words, say it again!" ”

Chao Hao was stunned for a while before he reacted, and then turned his face awkwardly, and said angrily: "Thank you!" ”

Chao Hao blushed, waiting for the banyan tree's ridicule, but then there was the banyan tree's laughter, full of boldness and comfort, Chao Hao looked at the past puzzled, and the banyan tree said with the attitude of a senior: "Can you still fight?" ”

Chao Hao was even more puzzled: "Is it appropriate for you, an eleven or twelve-year-old hairy child, to use such an old-fashioned tone to a brother who is six or seven years older than you?" ”

Banyan saw the unjust soul and the skull rushing up again, and flew forward: "If you can fight, come up, if you can't fight, stay honest behind your back, my age is far above you, I am wronged to call my grandfather, I don't care about you!" ”

Chao Hao's gratitude for being saved disappeared after the banyan tree's words, and he became angry: "My grandfather has been buried in the loess for many years, and you threaten him with life-saving grace, and you want to be my grandfather, in the next life!" ”

Banyan Shu smiled helplessly, if this kid knew his true identity, he wished there was a grandfather like him.

Liu Da looked at the banyan tree with outstanding skills, and felt that his master might really think too much, but the words of the banyan tree were indeed ambiguous and inappropriate!

The purple gold whip encircled a large bunch of branches and tentacles, and as soon as the force was pulled, the body of the branch tentacles that wanted to struggle and escape was immediately locked, changing with the direction of the purple gold whip.

The skulls are hideous, roaring, and trying to break through, but with little effect. The surrounding souls are scattered, and they want to come forward to rescue but are afraid to approach.

Mu Yu breathed up, the glazed diamond circle exhaled, and the purple gold whip burned with golden flames, and the branches and tentacles burned, exuding a strong smell of decay.

The screaming sound was monstrous, and the skull, which was already with a big mouth, was even more open at this time, occupying almost two-thirds of the entire face, with sharp teeth.

The fire was unquenchable, blazing, burning along the branches and tentacles towards the Great Dryad.

It was also after several times, with experience, the big dryad took back the tentacles of the burned branches and plunged them into the ground, and the fire slowed down until it was extinguished!

When the skull broke away from the giant tree, it withered like a withered flower, turning into ashes and falling to the ground.

The dark red in the big tree demon's eyes became brighter, and he stared at Mu Yu hatefully, how many times did he set fire? Is there a limit?

Under a single screen, countless unjust souls were wiped out and turned into nothing.

The big skull stared at Mu Yu for a while, and then at Feng Jun for a while, and they used almost seven success forces on these two people, but they didn't shake a single bit.

One is that these two people have good skills, and the other is tacit cooperation in combat!

I doubt how many battles these two have experienced before they can strike at the moment when the other party is in danger, and they will hit with one blow!

Where did such people come from? There are almost no 檛掛国!

With the help of Daji and Banyan Tree, Chao Hao, Pang Yuqi and others slowly approached Mu Yu Fengjun, except for the souls and skulls that were still approaching Zhou Yining's mystery for unknown reasons, almost all of them flocked to one place, intensifying their efforts to put Fengjun Muyu to death.

"Haha... If you retreat now, I can forgive you for your rudeness. ”

Mu Yu: "It's already rude, are you afraid of being rude again?" Seniors don't have to think about us, life and death are fate, we must pass, there is no reason to retreat! ”

The big dryad and the big skeleton looked at each other silently, and almost a few words came out between their teeth: "You are looking for death!" ”

The branches or tentacles fluttering on the top of the big tree demon's head and on the ground, eager to try, swaying, and summing up the experience of failure is caused by the dispersion of forces, this time the forces of both sides are all concentrated, will it still fail?

They resolutely don't believe it!

Daji stood on Mu Yu's shoulder: I feel that there is a lot of resentment underground, but I can't rush to Qingxiao, I don't know why?

Mu Yu: Feels real?

Giggles··· Is it in my character to joke at this dangerous juncture?

Mu Yu: If you feel it again, can you find a specific reason, maybe this is the key to cracking the big tree demon!

Daji a spirit: Are you sure?

Mu Yu: Whether it's the key or not, you have to try it once, where does this resentment come from! Why!

Giggles··· I tried my best!

Mu Yu, Feng Jun, Banyan and others formed a circle with no dead ends, and the surrounding souls and skulls almost covered a piece of the sky, and the skulls on the branches and tentacles were well learned.

Even in the batch after batch that has come to naught, he is not afraid of life and death, as if he has no sense.

A curtain of light shot out, and suddenly the big skull opened its mouth wide, its cheeks were sunken, and all the gray-black fog was sucked into its mouth, and it disappeared in a few breaths!

Only the mist that enveloped Zhou Yining remained untouched and uncontrolled. The skulls on the branches and tentacles became the main feature, but the moment the gray-black fog was swallowed up, the skulls on the branches and tentacles also lightning back.

Even if they attacked, they were divided into two bundles, and one by one the skulls opened their mouths wide to show their sharp teeth, crowded together, like a huge pot, pressing the top and pounced. One up and down, like a pair of big cymbals, up and down, to swallow everyone into it.

At the same time as the purple gold whip was thrown out, Mu Yu jumped up, and everyone followed, making a pair of big cymbals wrap dumplings, and the force was so great that the skulls that collided were dizzy and their teeth ached.

Now only unity, not scattered, not reckless, or a victory, and with Fengjun Muyu here, you can save your life!

The flames soared into the sky, a pair of big cymbals that were about to collide, afraid of the firelight, suddenly flashed away, and could not be surrounded, taking advantage of this opportunity, several people shot one after another, wanting to break the neat formation of this big cymbal.

I know that the light curtains emitted by the Purple Gold Whip cause the most accurate and powerful damage. The Great Dryad snorted, and the branches and tentacles worked as fast as lightning, and the neat formation changed and separated almost the moment the light curtain had not yet formed.

The light curtain erupted, flying in all directions, roaring incessantly, and the tentacle fragments of the branches fell like snow.

When the light curtain disappeared, a pair of cymbals formed again in mid-air, with the same movements, and almost at the same time, the two cheeks of the big skull bulged, and the gray-black fog was sprayed out again, becoming a funnel, pouring thousands of miles in a second.

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