Yunxia was extremely weak, and if it weren't for the fact that most of the blood in her body was sucked away by the branches of the Tree Demon, she would have been crimson by now.

Time is passing, the battle continues, the strength of the Demon Tree is not weaker than Lingkun, after he joined the battle circle, there were already many people, and now they are even more powerful. Heaven and earth launched a fierce attack on Lingkun at the same time.

Yunxia looked at the two figures in front of and behind her, with a little warmth of being protected, a trace of joy of being spoiled, and a wisp of impulse crashing in her heart.

After fighting for a long time, there are limits to the body. Lingkun body, almost no intact skin on the whole body, golden fur is dyed red by blood, there are enemies and their own, a red blood monkey, translucent holes in the front and back of the chest, the internal organs are clearly visible, four of the six arms are left, the blood flows at the broken arm, the exposed bone stubble is vivid, the left head is nowhere to be seen, and the neat wound on the erection neck is gushing bright red, and at a glance it is known that it was beheaded by a sharp blade.

The shadow is even more dim, and there is a possibility that it will be blown away by the wind at any time.

Despite this, Yunxia, who was hanging behind Lingkun, did not suffer any damage, and the arms of the two paragraphs were caused by Yunxia resisting the flying weapons. In Yunxia's eyes, Lingkun at this time is really like a wall, a wall that stands up to the sky, a wall of his own.

The fence of a courtyard, pedestrians outside rubbing and laughing, children playing and running, the small courtyard I protect is still quiet and peaceful, with birds singing and flowers.

The outer wall of a house, the storm, lightning and thunder outside, the wind and snow combined with hail and frost, the indoor rain and snow I protect are not invaded, warm in winter and cool in summer.

A city wall that protects the city, the golden iron horse war drums outside, the rain of swords, guns and swords, the flesh and blood flying, the people in the city I protect, live and work in peace and contentment, thriving,

A wall of flesh and blood that protects the beauty, stumps and broken arms spill blood, and protect my beauty from hurting her body. I don't regret it, and I smile and stay in Iraq.

The no-war zone that is close at hand is indeed moving slower and slower. After the main body opened the Yuanying Palace, what was left behind was a blood-stained road.

Seeing that Lingkun was about to fall, the demon tree looked up to the sky and shouted: "I don't know the fate of lifting." "Full of wind and disdain.

The monkey was still fighting fearlessly, handing Yunxia to his own Yuanying, and rotating the remaining two arms, one Ugin and one wolftooth, swept around, and the enemies were all behind.

besieging the mirror in everyone's hearts, Lingkun, who is no longer supported, why fight with him. When he is exhausted.

Lingkun shouted: "* Reborn from the fire." Buzzed, the body was wrapped in flames, carrying the flames into the crowd, everyone didn't want to fight hard, dodged out, and left enough safe space for Lingkun and Yuanying,

The flames slowly receded, revealing Lingkun's body, the golden fur flashed with golden light, and the three heads and six arms all grew together, once again strengthening their beliefs, with an invincible momentum, and continued to sweep in all directions with the rolling blood.

At the same time, the meta shadow is also becoming more and more brilliant.

Looking at Lingkun, who was suddenly full of blood, the magic tree was unexpected, and scolded: "Damn, bastard, keep killing, kill, kill, see how many times he can be reborn from the fire." ”

Indeed, resurrection cannot be used indefinitely. In addition, Lingkun's strength is strong and his talent is amazing, and he can only use it once to restore his peak in every battle, and ordinary people can use it to restore half of his strength.

For Lingkun who broke through, one time was enough. Back on the clouds, the body opened the path after the shadow was broken. In the crowd, it is like a tiger entering a flock. Two birds and a beast of prey, smashed by the Ugin stick and the mace in their breath.

The demon tree in the distance saw that the siege was about to end successfully, and suddenly changed, and roared angrily: "You can still fight like this, the reputation is really out, not blown." "Gritted his teeth. Transform into a human form and join the siege with a wooden staff in hand.

The body of the Demon Tree released hundreds of branches, like arms, to join the siege of Lingkun.

Lingkun, who had just recovered his peak, didn't hesitate for a while, and fell into trouble again. It's not that Lingkun can't do it, it's that there are too many enemies.

After killing for a long time, there are still about a hundred enemies, and the opponents who have not been able to attack for a long time have released Yuan Ying, and the number has doubled. It is even more difficult for Lingkun.

The hundred branches of the magic tree did not keep stumbling, and they retreated after a single blow. Wandering companions fill in the vacant seats, and with the cooperation of each other, more and more branches are differentiated.

All kinds of weapons are flying, birds of prey are circling in the air, flying insects are dancing, beasts on the ground are roaring, and human figures are fluttering. Hundreds of branches attacked from time to time, and Lingkun was in a hurry for a while.

The branches, which were originally hard, suddenly contracted and curled, wrapping around Lingkun's six arms like vines. Roaring that his arm was entwined by a branch, he suddenly rotated his arm, pulled up the humanoid body of the demon tree, and used it as a weapon to smash the enemy.

Ping Pong wailed. A strong Hengren clan grabbed the figure of the demon tree, and dozens of people rushed up to hug the body of the demon tree, and the two sides tore it off, almost tearing apart the humanoid body of the demon tree.

The magic tree was strong enough to hold on, and the remaining enemies once again launched a crazy bombardment of Lingkun, and the entangled Lingkun could not avoid it, and his body was forced to receive dozens of bombardments one after another.

Lingkun is once again in crisis. Lingkun Yuanying gave up his defense, endured endless bombardment, and waved his six arms to break the branches that were entwined around his body.

The wounds were again all over the body. Lingkun regained control of his arm and regained his freedom, and in order to save the body, Yuanying also consumed the last of his strength and was bombarded and dissipated.

There is no Yuan Ying on the back, which means that Yunxia is in danger at any time.

Lingkun casts the law of heaven and earth. Stepping on the ground and holding the sky above his head, the momentum rushes into the sky, and the blood and qi pour into the sky,

Divide your two arms, put your hands together, and protect Yunxia in them, facing the siege of Faxiang Heaven and Earth itself, it will undoubtedly suffer more bombardment and more damage, so it is also the best way to protect Yunxia from harm.

Step by step, kick the mountain peaks to block the river, and move forward bravely.

The golden sheep with big feet falling and the scales and armor were trampled flat, and the plum blossom dart flying in the distance, dragging the yellow tail, pierced into Lingkun's thick thighs.

The Ugin stick swept, shattered the blocking weapon, and smashed into the smoke spirit magpie that covered half of the sky, and the opponent exploded and died. The black insect had a pair of transparent wings on its back, which penetrated Lin Kun's waving arm like lightning and came out of its body.

The two huge thunder hammers in Lingkun's hand hit the five-color four that came from the sneak attack, the double hammer rumbled against each other, and the five-color four in the gap between the double hammers were not like it, leaving only a small amount of flesh and blood on the surface of the thunder hammer. Leave the soul spirit to dissipate,

At this time, the demon tree suddenly appeared behind Lin Kun, and the barbed wooden staff in his hand stabbed the back of the heart, piercing the ribs and reaching the internal organs, pulling out the wooden staff and bringing up pieces of flesh and blood, the smashed mountain peaks collapsed, and the earth cracked.

Through the wounds left by the wooden staff, the beating heart was faintly covered with cracks.

Lingkun also went crazy. The bleeding wounds on his body don't seem to be his own, and the broken and bent skeleton here and there is also someone else's. Without a word, he turned around and picked up the Ugin stick and smashed it down from top to bottom.

The frightened Demon Tree couldn't figure it out at all, such a fatal injury, Lingkun didn't frown, his movements didn't stop at all, he turned around and smashed, there was no way to avoid it, and the Ugin stick in his eyes was rapidly enlarged, and he smashed half of his body with a bang.

The so-called * also has his limit, and his strength is not much weaker than himself, more than 100 people, counting more than Yuanying Erbai, how can it still be *, it has already been beaten and dilapidated.

Lingkun just relied on his own beliefs to move forward, and as time went by, only two arms with his hands folded remained, which were also broken, and his two thighs were even more scarred. Rely on your body and still rush forward. Never give up.