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In the battlefield where the energy storm overflows and splashes, the flickering purple flames seem so fragile, but if someone observes carefully, they will notice something different.

The purple flames that looked small caused the space to fluctuate one after another, and layer after layer of translucent ripples, like waves, rippled around.

Immediately after, the purple flame flashed and went out, as if it had never appeared, but the space within the battlefield trembled slightly.

The old wizard in the depths of the demonic plant muttered, "Ancient sorcery, catastrophe! ”

Tens of seconds later, the black fog in the sky became thicker and thicker, until it completely covered the entire battlefield.

All of the demonic plants emitted a roar-like soul fluctuation, as if they were responding to something.

Gradually, the world seemed to fall silent, and occasionally one or two seeping screams could be heard from the black fog.

Ancient witchcraft, catastrophe.

One of the ancient sorcerer sacrifice spells of the Southern Barbarian tribe, the blood sacrifice of powerful creatures in exchange for their own gains in a huge range, and at the same time attract the energy of heaven and earth to form a fog that covers the sky, and within the fog, it is like a catastrophe.

Half an hour, the black mist gradually dissipated, and the demonic plant once again set foot on the path to the center of the eighth layer.

In the distance, many eyes were watching this battle that came and went quickly, and the salamander group, which was in the middle of the stream, disappeared into this world in just half an hour.

No one can tell how strong the demonic plant really is.

But Qin Fan could vaguely feel that the demonized plant was getting stronger!

That evil aura, after every battle, will skyrocket a lot.

His eyes were cold, and he muttered in his heart, "This race must die!" ”

Feed the war with war, devour the place, and strengthen yourself. This is the patent of the Zerg, and any race with this ability will be destroyed by the Zerg.

Qin Fan didn't know that the will of the insect swarm had gradually affected his mind, if it was before, he would not easily move the idea of destroying the clan.

But now, as soon as he saw that a creature could become a potential opponent of the Zerg, he couldn't help but move to kill.

This is the domineering nature of the Zerg, who are united, aggressive, bloodthirsty and crazy.

This day will be known as the Demon Soul Forbidden Land Tribulation Day in the future.

In one day, the demonic flora had advanced hundreds of kilometers, and the only ones that could stop them were the native creatures that were frantically resisting.

However, not all races will hold on to their territory, and now many races have received the news that they are easily destroying the forces of the Naga, the Flame Demon Bull, and the Salamander Clan, and are rambling on the Eighth Layer.

Those who thought they couldn't resist all obediently got out of the way.

A lower species from the sixth layer has completely shattered the arrogance of the natives of the eighth layer, even though they believe that there is something powerful behind it.

Native creatures have not started to be as clamoring to tear apart all alien species.

It has been proven that low-level creatures, once they grow up, are no worse than them, and even more powerful.

However, they would not believe that this mysterious group of plants could subvert the eighth layer.

Many powerful forces or creatures don't give up their territory so easily.

The territory is the place where the tribe lives, and some tribes have lived in their own territory since the beginning and have never left, and all kinds of secrets and resources have accumulated for many years, how can they be handed over.

Every time the demonic flora passes through it, it is like a locust passing through, sweeping away everything of value in that place.

When they hit the road again, they will be a little stronger again.

Some ethnic groups are worried that these mysterious plants will continue to grow stronger, and one day, they will become disasters on the eighth layer.

Of course, the target of the demonic plant is the center of the eighth layer, where there are the most powerful forces and creatures of the eighth layer.

Not to mention the guards of the two Celestial Immortal Mirrors, more than eighty percent of the top thirty forces alone are near the center.

If the demonic plant is finally killed in the center and fights with those big forces, it will inevitably be dark.

Some tribes are gloating and plotting, and they see an opportunity.

The top-ranked forces don't know how long they have occupied the center of the eighth layer, in short, there is no literature to record it, and it's time to change positions.

In the center, the intensity of the energy of heaven and earth alone is a hundred times greater than that of the periphery, and even in some places, it has reached the level of energy liquefaction.

All kinds of rare minerals and materials are constantly pouring out of the ground, and for the outer tribes, it is simply a paradise, allowing their own tribes to squeeze into the paradise of the top power overnight.

But just when all the creatures thought that the demonized plant would attack the center of the eighth layer without stopping, the demonized plant stopped in the evening of the third day.

The more mysterious something is, the more frightening it is.

All living beings do not know what the limits of the demonic plant are, and they are shrouded in darkness all day long, preventing all exploration of sight.

On the morning of the fourth day, a coercion descended from the sky and landed in the center of the demonic flora.

A slight cry resounded in the hearts of the creatures of the eighth layer, as if it came from the soul.

"Ancient witchcraft, doomsday sacrifice."

Then, tens of thousands of demonized plants divided into ten waves and swept away.

The creatures and tribes that had thought they had escaped suddenly panicked, and the plants, which were originally extremely bulky, flew like the wind.

Everywhere the demonic plant passed, strange black grass would grow on the ground.

Whether it's on the surging magma or on the solid rock surface, there is this little grass, swaying in the breeze, which looks extremely eerie.

On this day, a black whirlwind swept hundreds of kilometers across the eighth layer.

The rumbling explosions between heaven and earth were endless, and the sounds of screams and fighting were intertwined.

Even Qin Fan and the others, who were far away, could clearly feel the fierce battle from afar.

The corners of Qin Fan's mouth were slightly upturned, if it weren't for the Giant Clan Patriarch Owen being next to him, he would have laughed out loud.

Unexpectedly, the demonized plant was really as he thought, breaking the peace of the eighth layer for thousands of years and opening the way for the Zerg.

Qin Fan was extremely grateful to them.

But he had to be extremely vigilant, it was still unknown whether such a powerful demonized plant could be fought against by the Zerg today.

However, in any case, the Zerg must intervene on the battlefield and take over the situation at the moment when either of the native creatures and demonic plants completely falls, otherwise the Zerg may fall into a bitter battle.

It's too early, maybe the Zerg will be jointly attacked by both sides, so the scale must be grasped well.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and the yellow finch must ensure that the blow is fatal to prevent the mantis from reflexively, and the praying mantis is still not weaker than the yellow finch species.

In a corner of the eighth floor, a black whirlwind was constantly surging, all around it was shattered, blood flowed like a river, and energy overflowed, and a battle had just ended here, an extremely tragic battle.

Everywhere the demonized plants go, they will slaughter all the creatures in that place, and since the morning, there have been no creatures that have been able to escape the encirclement of the demonized plants.

The demonic plants became quiet, and if anyone went deeper into it, they would find that the roots of all the demonic plants were firmly rooted in the ground.

Blood gathers from all over the battlefield, absorbed by the roots of plants.

I saw that the roots of the demonized plant swelled and contracted, like human blood vessels, and the whole plant was quickly dyed dark red.

As the bloodstains on the battlefield gradually disappeared, the black mist emitted by this demonic plant became more condensed.

At the same time, the black mist began to shake again, and there was an occasional roar or two, as if something was trying to break free.

At the same time, a similar situation has occurred in nine other places.

It's just that at this time, no creature has seen this kind of scene, and the demonized plant has already cleared all the eyeliner.

In the evening, the sky is still fiery red.

The only difference was that a large area of the eighth floor had become quiet, like a dead realm.

……

A group of uninvited guests broke into the seventh layer, and at the same time, the swarm of insects hidden in the ground immediately broke free from the shackles of the earth and appeared on both sides of the water of soul attraction.

Huo Quzhi, who was dressed in silver armor, calmly looked at the vast soul-attracting water, and waved his hand forward.

Then, the entire swarm roared and swooped down on the soul-attracting water.