The light was dazzling, radiating a huge amount of heat, and the combustible gas produced by the decay of corpses and dead leaves was instantly ignited, spreading out sharply, and the flames rose.

In the blink of an eye, the tender branches and leaves were steamed dry, and a fire was ignited, but in just ten breaths, half of the canopy was on fire.

This bag of thermite burned the silk threads, burned the pockets, and fell on the rotten soil, and the dead branches and leaves, the rhizomes and peat accumulated for hundreds of years, burned together.

Everything happened between the lightning and the fire, and when the magic tree reacted, Wuxiang had already ignited the third bag of thermite, and then he didn't need to take any more risks, threw the lighter into the flames, and returned to the sky with the ghosts.

"Roar!"

Everyone seemed to hear an angry roar, it was the enraged Qingmang Demon Tree, and its spiritual power was like a tsunami, spreading in all directions, and all the insects and birds in the forest fell to the ground at the same time.

At the edge of the forest, everyone knelt on the ground, begging the gods to calm their wrath.

The half-fledged Wuxiang ghosts, while bearing the scorching heat of the sun, were suddenly hit hard, and several weak ghosts immediately scattered, only Wuxiang and the other survived, and flew back to Ke Mingde's side, the soul was bleak, and there was no time to speak, and suddenly drilled into the white bone relics.

Ke Mingde casually injected a ghost control true temperature to nourish his soul.

On the ground, the high temperature of thousands of degrees instantly ignited the forest, and the remaining ten cloth bags were licked by the tongue of fire and immediately burst into flames.

The mountain of corpses next to the main trunk of the demon tree, under the scorching heat of the heat, made a sizzling sound, and the hair and clothes turned into ashes, and the grease seeped out, intensifying the fire.

"Blow the wind and add a fire to it!"

Ke Mingde harnessed the Wind Bird King to ascend and avoid the mental impact.

"Wow!"

The King of the Great Wind Bird chirped excitedly, and the air immediately became violent, and within a few minutes, it turned into a strong air current, which blew on the head of the fire, like a pancake, and flattened the flames throughout the forest.

The fire in the canopy of the trees spread the fastest, the wind provided enough oxygen, the thermite reaction provided enough heat, and the fire rose into the sky, but in a few moments, the entire forest was covered in flames.

The crown fire may seem ferocious, but it does the least damage to the forest, and once the fire has passed, within a few days, the magic tree can sprout and regain its vitality.

Beneath the canopy, dead branches and leaves, trunk bark, and bare roots also burned, but the flames spread very slowly and more fiercely than the crown fire.

The ground fire spreads underground, and the deeply buried rhizomes and peat burn slowly at high temperatures, without open flames, but even more terrifying.

"It's a little harder!

Ke Mingde shouted, until he was high in the sky, he could feel the rolling heat.

At the edge of the forest, with the strong wind, tongues of fire erupted for dozens of meters, and the heat was billowing, and the wooden houses were immediately ignited.

The residents of the Zaura clan were wailing and overwhelmed with their own care, and they were not able to save the forest fires.

"Let's wait slowly!"

Ke Mingde came down from the Great Wind Bird King, and it was already nearly evening, and the raging fire burned the sky red.

Under the barberry city.

The army of the Zaura clan surrounded the city, but did not raise troops to attack the city, but practiced every day to show off their might.

More than ten days ago, the god general personally took the risk, broke through Youyu City in one fell swoop, and captured 40,000 people, but unfortunately Hu Gong and Lu Gong were already prepared, led 10,000 remnants of the army to fight out of the siege, fled back to Funiu City, and joined the reinforcements from the south, and defended the city.

The god general was not in a hurry to attack the city, he had just captured 40,000 people, and then released them back to the Zaura clan, he would not have enough troops to go south, so he reorganized these 40,000 captives into a large army, gathering an unprecedented army of 80,000.

However, these 40,000 captives have a deep hatred for him, they don't listen to the dispatch, they are all brainwashed, and it will take some time to draw, and the left and right Funiu cities have been surrounded, and it is difficult to fly, and the gods are not in a hurry.

"Human beings are wonderful, with tiny bodies and weak spirits, yet so many wonderful ideas. ”

The god will sit on a tiger skin blanket and enjoy the massage service of a delicate woman: "Although life is short, you can enjoy infinite happiness!"

"This sentence is also in his fifties, but in the past ten years, I have squeezed its supernatural powers, hypnotized countless human beings, and caused the end of life, which is a troublesome thing, such a good supernatural power, but it is rare, the next body, who to choose?"

The god will be pondering, and suddenly there will be a tremor, and pain and weakness will come from the depths of the soul.

"Oh no, there's something wrong with the body!"

He drank back the servants, meditated, and his spiritual power was in the dark, passing through thousands of mountains and rivers, and communicating with his body, the Qingmang Demon Tree.

The flames, the overwhelming flames, the billowing smoke, the raging heatwaves, burned his body, the millennium of growth, the hardships, the competition for the sun, the rain, the air, the earth, he strangled the other trees one by one, spread his body, and at this time, burned it.

"What the hell is going on?"

He thought about the reason for the matter, a few days ago, a group of humans used their magical powers to cause a meteorite to fall from the sky, injuring its initial trunk, and its body was damaged, resulting in a weakening of mental power, but this is nothing, devouring and digesting the corpses of this batch of blood sacrifices, and it will soon be replenished.

It was not taken to heart.

Has he experienced fewer meteorite lightning strikes over the millennia? But he survived and grew stronger.

But this time it was different, the flames burned inexplicably, menacingly, almost burning it entirely.

"Conspiracy!

The god was furious and immediately ordered the whole army to be drawn and the squad returned.

The fire burned for two days and one night before it was extinguished, and the forest was almost a white ground, mixed with ashes and charcoals.

"It's not dead yet, you cut down all the trunks and cut off the roots!"

Ke Mingde stepped on the ashes and walked into the forest, the ground was still warm, and there were still dark fires that had not burned out in many places.

The spiritual power of the Qingmang Demon Tree is like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.

The body is the carrier of the soul, and only when it is strong enough, or large enough, can it support a strong spiritual force.

Qingmangshen's spiritual power has been able to persist until now, which is already amazing.

Ke Mingde stepped on the ashes and came to the very center of the forest, where the main trunk of the magic tree was located.

Thousands of grams of thermite have been burned here, and some of the ground has even been burned into glass.

"It's amazing, such a big fire, it didn't even burn through. ”

Ke Mingde stood in front of the trunk and sighed.

The main trunk of the Demon Tree, which was originally the thickness of ten people hugging each other, is now nearly half smaller, and it has been burned, leaving only the charred heart of the tree, which has turned into charcoal.

Ke Mingde stretched out his fist and slammed it on the trunk, and a wave of power hit the trunk, beeping and peeling the charcoal and falling off, revealing the thigh-thick heart of the tree.

"Leave me alone!"

A voice came to Ke Mingde's mind, extremely faint.

Ke Mingde smiled coldly, hugged Mu Xin, and pulled it up, gurgling, all the roots were broken, and the entire Qingmang Divine Tree was pulled out of the ground.

"Where is the plant's bones, and what kind of powers does it have?"