readx(); "Mu Dun. The art of ranking the list! ”

The sound between the pillars rang out in the thick smoke, because of the presence of smoke, it was impossible to see what was going on inside.

But Gao Zhen knows this skill, and it is also a very practical and very powerful skill, he has not been able to release it well yet, not to say how difficult this skill is, the main thing is that it is very troublesome to use, if he is given enough time, he can release it perfectly, but if it is in battle, he does not have such a release speed.

In this regard, Zhuma is obviously stronger than him, and it is much stronger.

When the smoke and dust slowly cleared, a huge wooden mask appeared in the void, and there were some burning marks on the mask, but the pillars behind the mask were not harmed in the slightest.

“……”

Venerable Ming's brows furrowed, his figure flashed and he was about to retreat, and his hands began to dance in the air, obviously about to release his ultimate.

How could the pillars give him a chance to attack calmly?

The Ranking Technique suddenly cracked, and the huge mask split in half from the middle, and a huge opening opened, revealing the figure between the pillars in the middle. I didn't see any movement from him, but with a random wave of his hand, more than a dozen branches stretched out from his arms, slammed into front of Venerable Ming, and quickly tied his wrists.

"Little Wooden Dragon."

The corners of the pillar's mouth grinned, his left hand was sealed, and the branch growing out of his right hand suddenly became forced, tightly locking Venerable Ming's wrist, and at the same time, the power in Venerable Ming's body began to drain out of the branches one after another, entering the body of the door.

"What kind of ability is this?"

Venerable Ming's pupils shrank slightly, this kind of ability he had never seen or heard of, he only felt that his magic power was like a flood that opened the floodgates, surging outward, and he even had some uncontrollable feelings.

"Get out of here!"

Knowing the danger of this state, Venerable Ming did not dare to hold it up, and violently released his magic the moment his energy began to drain.

In the next second, a red ribbon of flame spread out from his body, and when it swept over the branches that had absorbed his energy, it suddenly erupted into a strong firelight, relying on the terrifying temperature to burn all these branches to ashes. Then, he didn't dare to pause for even a breath, and directly launched a teleportation and disappeared from the spot. Sure enough, just as he was leaving, a dozen sharp wooden thorns suddenly stretched out from the place where the branch had not yet been scorched, stabbing at the place where he had been standing before. This process, which took less than a tenth of a second, was almost like a stab from his body. It's also thanks to him that he ran fast enough, otherwise in such a short time, he would definitely not be able to release any defensive magic.

Just looking at the slight reflection on the tip of the wooden thorn, it is not difficult to determine the strength of this thing, being stabbed by such a hard and sharp thing, there is no defensive magic, it is certain death. Even if he is a tenth-level powerhouse, he can't do it, unless the attack doesn't hit his vital point, but is this possible?

There were twenty or thirty of these wooden thorns, almost all of them concentrated in his torso, each one as thick as a wrist, and as long as it was evenly spread out at a certain distance, it would definitely be able to stab any of his vital parts.

Imagining the consequences he might encounter if he hadn't dodged it, Venerable Ming left drops of cold sweat on his forehead, and his heart felt cold.

However, he was afraid, he was stunned, and the pillars would not hesitate.

"Mu Dun. The Art of the Wooden Dragon! ”

Almost the moment the wooden thorn stabbed out, his hands suddenly sealed, and after Venerable Ming reappeared not far away, the wooden dragon had actually been manufactured. Because he couldn't step on the earth, he put Mu Dun's growth place on his own body, in fact, in terms of growth, it was better on his body than on the ground. Not only is the speed faster, but the strength is higher, but the consumption is more serious, and it is rarely used between the columns.

Few people can force him to do this, and he, who did not have the ability to take off before, can only stand on the ground, then overwhelm the enemy with greater numbers while being strong in mass. But now that he could take off, and the enemy wouldn't fight him on the ground at all, he directly placed Mu Dun's growth point on his body.

If the consumption is large, he is confident that he will destroy the other party before his chakra is exhausted.

Actually, this is also a self-inflicted man, what his strength is, there is no need to say much at all, and the Uchiha Madara fought for a few times, and in the end he won, the energy value in his body is sufficient, which can be described as terrifying. Even if you use yourself as nourishment to make a wooden escape, it is enough to support a whole day of fighting. And if you use yourself as nourishment, the speed of Mu Dun will become extremely fast, and the strength will be greatly strengthened.

Roar –

Roaring silently, the rapidly forming wooden dragon stretched its body without the slightest hesitation, and rolled towards the Ming Venerable in the distance.

The speed was so fast, and by the time Venerable Ming reacted slightly, the wooden dragon had already come to him.

"Beaded Fireball!"

Venerable Ming didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and hurriedly stretched out his hands, aimed his palms at the dragon head not far away, and said the name of this magic.

Puff puff......

In the next second, more than a dozen basin-sized fireballs flew out of his palms, like meteors, dragging their long tails and hitting the dragon's head fiercely.

Boom Boom –

The explosion sounded wildly, and the air generated by the explosion hit the person's face, like a knife, and actually cut several small wounds on Venerable Ming's own face. The place where the explosion in the distance was already full of smoke, but Venerable Ming's attack did not stop, one after another fireballs continued to fly out, throwing into the smoke, and then there were bursts of explosions, and the concentration of smoke covered more and more areas, and it didn't take long to spread to Venerable Ming's own side.

He hurriedly flashed, his body was wrapped in purple light, and he teleported hundreds of meters away.

With his hands on his chest, the energy gathered on the armguard, and the armguard released a faint red glow, but it was on strict guard, lest the wooden dragon attack again.

On the other side, the posture of the holder between the pillars stretched out his arm, and the wooden dragon grew out of his right hand, at this time he maintained such a posture, looking at the Ming Venerable in the distance, his face showed a curious gaze.

"Is this magic? It's about the same as Huo Dun, but it's not bad, and the release speed and rate of fire are also very fast, and it's a little stronger than Huo Dun on the whole, but it's still too weak, maybe it's because of the lack of understanding of Mu Dun, but anyway, if you relax your vigilance like this, you can't be considered a real strong person. ”

That's right, although Venerable Ming has been as vigilant as possible, his so-called vigilance, in the eyes of the pillars, is actually relaxed. He also thought that the other party might not know Mu Dun, so he didn't know how terrible Mu Dun was, but no matter what, the enemy showed such a sad posture, and if the pillar didn't come up with some means to let the other party fight carefully, it would be really inappropriate.

"Mu Dun. The art of dividing the wooden dragon! ”

Zhu Jian smiled slightly, the handprint of his left hand changed, and then his right arm shook violently.

Whoosh –

Three wooden dragons suddenly burst out of the smoke and rushed towards Venerable Ming from different angles.

"What?"

Venerable Ming's expression changed, his body flashed suddenly, and he flashed away from the spot, but those wooden dragons seemed to have life, and they turned around and chased after them. Obviously, he was not ready to let Venerable Ming go.

Venerable Ming took the time to glance at the smoke that had dispersed, over there, the original wooden dragon dragon head had disappeared, and he could even see a small part of the broken stubble, but it was on this broken stubble that the three wooden dragons regrew and launched a second-stage attack on him.

"Sunfire!"

Venerable Ming accumulated his magic power a little, and then waved his hand violently, and six crescent-shaped flame slashes flew out, accurately slashing at the three dragon heads, each of which was concentrated by two whirling yang fires, and instantly cracked, and there was obvious scorched black at the fracture.

"Splitting the Wood Dragon Technique!"

The column is waiting for this moment, the three wooden dragons that were originally rushing forward were crushed, and at the same time, the three broken stubbles grew three dragon heads again, of course, this time the dragon heads are more small, each one has shrunk to about the thickest level, but the three broken stubble, there are no three dragon heads, and the number of dragon heads has changed from the original three to nine in an instant. Overwhelmingly, they surrounded Venerable Ming from different directions.

"Bastard!"

Venerable Ming only realized the horror of this trick at this moment, as long as one dragon head is broken, three new dragon heads will appear, as long as the enemy still has the strength left, the number of these dragon heads will become more and more, until he is completely unable to bear it, and when the time comes, his end can only be attacked by countless dragon heads, and finally die tragically.

"It can't go on like this"

Thinking about this in an instant, Venerable Ming's gaze looked at the pillars from afar.

"Are you finally ready to shoot me?"

Pillar smiled slightly.

"But I'm not going to give you that chance."

Then his arm lightly ended, and on the original broken stubble, six wooden dragons grew again, and then these six wooden dragons continued to ** after stretching out to a certain extent, and in an instant, they became eighteen wooden dragons, and with the previous wooden dragons, there were actually twenty-seven wooden dragons, and all sides of the Ming Venerable were surrounded at once.

Venerable Ming obviously didn't expect that the pillars still had such an ability, and after being slightly stunned, his face changed suddenly.

He was about to teleport in a flash, but before he could make a move, a small wooden strip about the thickness of a thumb suddenly flew from behind him and wrapped directly around his waist.

"What?"

Venerable Ming's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly looked behind, but he saw that at some point, a wooden bar grew out of the ground not far behind him, he didn't notice it at all, but now he saw that it was a relatively large piece of wood that was broken by the dragon's head of the wooden dragon that he destroyed, and at this time, it had sprouted at some point, and it attacked from an angle that he couldn't notice at all.

"Damn, you ......"

He wanted to struggle, but the strength of a branch as thick as his fingers was so strong that he couldn't break free. And the speed at which it absorbed the magic was much more intense than the one he had felt before. In just an instant, the finger-thick branch became arm-thick, and his magic power became the nourishment of this branch, frantically absorbing the magic power in his body at the same time, this branch grew rapidly, wrapping his entire waist, although it was not too hard, but it also completely restricted his movements. And as the branches thickened, the rate of absorption increased dramatically.

Directly led to the chaos of the magic power in his body, he couldn't effectively organize the magic power at all, and wanting to release the teleportation finally became a luxury.

At this time, more than twenty wooden dragons in the sky had also come to him, all of them had grown mouths, sharp teeth and black holes, which seemed to have predicted his end.

"You want to kill me like that? Delusion! Divine fire! ”

In the face of death, Venerable Ming finally did not dare to continue to hold on, and the difficulty of the enemy was far beyond his imagination, and he had no choice but to come up with the means to press the bottom of the box. In his opinion, the regular skills are obviously useless, and he can do more than ten million magic? The Elemental Hall was originally a sacred place for magicians, and the number of magic in it exceeded a million, and there were only eight departments of magic, each of which had at least hundreds of thousands of magics. In addition to many of these spells, which have similar effects or are too frivolous, there are tens of thousands of more commonly used, more common, and more useful spells.

People's energy is limited, and it is naturally impossible for Venerable Ming to learn all these tens of thousands of magic, but it is still no problem to learn a fraction of them, so it is normal for Venerable Ming to master tens of thousands of magic. However, the situation at this time is no longer something that tens of thousands of magic can solve. The magic of the regular surname may be good, and the magic consumption may not be much. But after a few contacts, he had already learned about the special surnames of these woods, so he decided that those magic with conventional surnames did not have the ability to determine the surnames in the face of these woods.

In addition, he is now in the embarrassing situation of energy loss, because the flow of energy has caused the instability of energy in his body, and the consequence of instability is that it is difficult to release magic. It's not that it can't be released, but the difficulty will increase, the consumption will increase, and most importantly, without the power to determine the surname, these magic releases can only be a waste of magic in the end.

Now it was a critical juncture, a moment of life and death, and he didn't have the time or the leisure to try one by one.

So this time, as soon as he got his hands on it, he used one of the most powerful magic he had.

Divine fire.

A magic that can only be mastered by a magician at level 10, compressing the magic power, and using the compressed magic power to create an extremely hot flame. The temperature of this flame was not as high as that of the sun, but it was enough to melt any known substance, not even the earth.

With a shout of anger from Venerable Ming, the golden flame was suddenly released from his body, his eyes also turned into flames, and all the hair on his body turned into forehead flames, and the whole person looked at it from a distance, it was a fire man, standing in the void, even the air became distorted, and the surrounding space made a clicking sound, obviously there was a precursor of transformation under this strong flame.

The branches wrapped around him quickly dried up and turned into flying ashes, and the twenty-seven little wooden dragons that pounced on him also disappeared little by little from their heads, as if there was another space within ten meters of him, and all the objects that passed by were destroyed in an instant.

"Oh?"

As soon as the golden divine fire came out, the expression on the pillar changed slightly, even if he was hundreds of meters away from Venerable Ming, he still felt the scorching sensation coming from the air. He felt his hair show signs of dryness.

"It's a good ability, to the level of Amaterasu."

Pillar nodded, but didn't pay attention to it at all.

Divine fire? It's quite strong, and the power is very good, but is this kind of flame enough to cause danger to him? There is definitely trouble, but to say that it is dangerous would be an exaggeration. What kind of strength is he in the columns? The strongest person since the Six Dao Immortals, let alone any Laoshizi Divine Fire, even if it is the fire of the sun, Amaterasu does not pay attention to him. Even the Nine-Tails' tailed beast cannon was enough to create a powerful attack in a valley on flat ground, but it couldn't beat him in the slightest.

The reason why he felt curious was only curiosity about this trick, and it was just curiosity.

Raising his hands, biting his index finger slightly, the blood on his fingers was quickly carved on his face with the blood on the column, and the blood-colored patterns appeared on his face, the eyelids, the forehead, and the eyebrows, and the blood-colored patterns appeared on his face, just like the facial patterns of a person in ancient times, very weird, full of an indescribable strange feeling......

Syllable!

After drawing the pattern, the pillars suddenly clasped their hands together!

"Mu Dun. The Art of the Wooden Man! ”

Thundered!

With his angry shout, the ground under his feet, the ground a hundred meters away from him suddenly began to tremble violently, and he didn't know how he did it, his body did not touch the ground, but even so, Mu Dun still started smoothly, a huge wooden man, slowly broke out of the ground, little by little crawled out of the ground, the position between the pillars, just the shoulder of the wooden man.

With a leap, the pillar jumped on top of the wooden man's head, and then slapped the top of the wooden man's head with both hands.

"Mu Dun. The art of ranking the list! ”

Click, click, click-

The dense crisp sound like popping beans suddenly remembered, a piece of wood sticks out from the ground, and then spreads rapidly along the body of the wooden man, after a few breaths, a set of wooden armor appeared on the wooden man's body, this armor is the common style of ancient times, helmets, chest guards, armor skirts, leggings, arm guards, shoulder pads......

All imaginable parts appeared on the body of the wooden man, and at this moment, this wooden man was like a god of war who came from ancient times.

"Go!"

Standing on top of the wooden man's head, he didn't see him make a move, just stomped his foot lightly, and the wooden man jumped suddenly, instantly spanning a distance of hundreds of meters, and punched him heavily, smashing into the Ming Venerable on the opposite side. (To be continued.) )