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When the roar started, the mad spirit monk entered first, and the thousands of miles of land accelerated, rushing straight towards the ravine, which was also the position that Thirteen Lang had painstakingly created.

The sky is falling apart.

The two behemoths collided face to face, and the mad spiritual monk who rushed into Robsang staggered, roaring and gushing in his mind, and no one could stand on it.

"Crazy, just crazy!"

The crazy fat man who cultivated to the strongest couldn't stabilize his body, and after rolling several times, he simply crawled on the ground, gasping for breath.

He has experienced countless ups and downs in his life, and the crazy fat man has never seen this kind of scene, before Thirteen Lang chopped wood and dug a ditch, the crazy fat man thought that he wanted to go inside to find Mu Xin, how could he think that there would be such a grandiose, huge, and terrifying plan.

Whether it is theoretically or judging from the power, this collision is no less than the collision of planets! The reason why the mad monk was able to survive was all thanks to Rosan.

Tree, the more you go to the root, the more tenacious it becomes, Thirteen Lang casts the Shaping Spirit Transformation, and the pit that is almost out of force after the five swords becomes the most reliable fortress, and the Thousands of Miles of Crazy Spirit Earth failed to crash across the Luosang Wood, and it was stuck in that ravine, and it was impossible to advance or retreat.

That's what I want.

After the impact, all of the mad monks were wounded, and nearly half of them fainted.

The situation was like this inside, and it could only be worse outside, as the rotching and ancient trees suddenly retreated, and thousands of swaying branches shattered by the impact, and the next moment, a vast cloud of smoke and dust mixed with countless rocks and broken wood shot out of the surroundings. Sweeping through the void of 80,000 miles.

After the smoke and dust, the battlefield suddenly became clean, and the nearly 10,000 monks who had surrounded Luo Sang before. Nine out of ten of the dead, and the remaining few monks trembled, demented, and their souls flew out of the sky.

Kill 10,000 people with one blow, including not only Luo Sang, but also the Huoyan monk who strangled him.

Physical killing is only secondary, and the impact of strict zhòng comes from the psyche. Witnessing this earth-shattering, hellish sight, one can't help but ask: Participating in this level of battle. Does it make sense at all?

"Damn, damn, damn"

Raising his hand to wipe off the wooden thorns on his face, the red-faced old man stared blankly. After looking around, there was a sudden explosion and roaring. Fly into a rage.

"Evil obstacles, evil obstacles!"

Although the current situation cannot be said to be a loss, in terms of losses, it is actually the most since the war between the two domains. The first batch of monks to arrive were all elites, and they were inexplicably hit hard by this, not to mention the current battle situation, which would have an extremely far-reaching impact on the future.

There is even more terrifying: the ancient wood of Lobsang has been hit hard. Condition unknown.

In the field of vision, the verdant planet is like a mad beast. The huge body twisted and flipped over, and the red clouds inside exploded endlessly. The wail came from inside, accompanied by the howl of hundreds of millions of ghosts and wolves, and a moment later, with a cry of grief and indignation, Luosang Gumu's spinning body gathered like a whirlpool, and his breath was greatly reduced.

This can only mean one thing: the damage was too great, and Lobsang Gumu could not maintain his huge body, or he was forced by the enemy to have no choice but to restrain his body. Not only that, but a large number of remnants of life that had been suppressed by it were out of control, and after hundreds of millions of firebirds burst, a raging fire ignited.

Luosang Divine Tree, where the golden crow stood, was actually set on fire by fire?

What's going on?

Obviously, the previous shape was very good, through the gap, the red-faced old man could see the wolf bèi appearance of the mad spirit monk under the siege of a thousand branches and firebirds, and he was about to be slaughtered, how could it become like this in a moment?

He couldn't imagine how a stone the size of a meteorite could smash Rosang like this! Well, it had no comparable strength, and after the impact, it was damaged, so what about now? After such a violent impact, could it be that the stone still existed, could it be that the monks were still alive, and the battle was still going on?

Impossible!

Thinking about it, the red-faced old man felt that if he was in the core of the impact, even if he could live, he would pay a considerable price, what kind of realm did those monks have, how could they live?

The facts were in front of him, and the ancient tree of Rousanne was churning and roaring, and his body shrank at a visible speed, and everywhere the impact occurred, the broken branches were waving and breaking, and still slamming into the middle with all his might.

The enemy is still there, the offensive is still ongoing, and the wounds of Lobsang Gumu are still getting worse.

As the main battlefield of the war between the two domains, the number of monks on both sides involved in the fight far exceeded 10,000. At this moment, a large group of monks from afar strangled into a group, and after witnessing the drastic changes in this side, Huoyan's side became strong, while on the contrary, all the monks of Luosang changed color and lost their souls.

O military spirit!

I don't understand what is going on, just look at the situation, everyone realizes that this battle has taken a turn and is developing in the direction of Huoyan's favor.

"Ziwei!"

The red-faced old man forced himself to stop thinking about Luosang Gumu, turned around and mustered all his courage, and rushed into the battlefield where the overall situation had been decided, and at this moment, there were endless changes in life.

"Kill me!"

Rush to help, forget it, if you can solve the current situation and understand the problem of Luosang Gumu, it will already be a great luck

"Evil Barrier!"

When the red-faced old man scolded, Fairy Ziwei was facing the biggest crisis in her life, a moment of life and death.

The two strong collided, and she felt especially strongly with the ancient wood psychic, and her Yuan Shen almost collapsed on the spot, but finally survived, a huge suction force came from Luo Sang, and four smoke locked arms around her feet, connecting her and Luo Sang to death.

Psychic technique, body and soul are connected, the first thing is that the will of both sides is the same, in the past, Luo Sang was not very "obedient", the fairy needs to be carefully served to grasp his heart, and gradually convey his will to the past, until he is completely controlled.

Not anymore. Luo Sang went crazy and didn't recognize his six relatives, and immediately fought back after being hit hard, frantically devouring all the targets he could: including her, who once regarded herself as the master.

"Evil obstacles, let go!"

The beautiful face was full of panic, and the loud shouting could not be stopped, and the crape myrtle fairy was ruthless, and she decided to cast a spell to bombard Luosang Gumu with a heavy method. I just want to get rid of this sudden nightmare first.

The vast mystic method broke the branches, and the main trunk of the ancient Luosang tree was broken, and it was hit hard again. Meanwhile. The crape myrtle fairy, who was not broken with it, spurted a mouthful of blood, gritted her teeth and wanted to leave.

Where to go!

"Roar!"

First of all, Jin Crow was a killer, and then Ziwei "betrayed", measured by human cultivation emotions, at this time, Luosang Gumu was sad and angry to the extreme, and its strength was also exerted to the extreme. Four puffs of light smoke soared upward, catching up with the figure of the crape myrtle fairy and wrapping its limbs around it. Then hundreds of side branches around him were fiercely pulled down, all like mountains, and they were killed.

"Brute. You can't do that!"

At the moment of life and death, the Ziwei Fairy became more and more panicked, and the Xuanfa Heavy Attack Spirit Rune did everything to the extreme, knocking the broken branches into the air, and the more powerful its attack became. The stronger the counterattack of Rosang Gumu. In the middle of the attack, the crape myrtle fairy fell in a section, and her expression slowly despaired.

"Let go of me!"

A small section of the land of thousands of miles stuck into Luo Sang's body, and most of the rest were now under attack ten times more violent than the crape myrtle fairy, countless branches were beating wildly, and countless firebirds were pouring out, each time more fierce, each time heavier than the other.

The Wild Spirit Land is not a crape myrtle fairy. Except that it is not a living creature, its body is stronger than that of the Rosang Gumu. At this moment, relying on the earth, no matter how fierce Luosang's offensive is, it will not move.

Thousands of monks entered the main body, and the entrance was frozen by the mad spirit, and it was difficult to help them if they didn't remove or smash this blocking brick. What made Luosang Gumu even more angry was that those people were using their bodies as cover, and on the other hand, they were sabotaging and began to attack inside.

"Roar!"

Silent shouting, a strange scene appeared, and after repeated attacks to no avail, dozens of branches pounced on the wild spirit ground and began to draw roots.

In the past, a small branch of a tree took root and forced thousands of human monks to retreat, and today dozens of Luosang branches are about to destroy the mad spirit earth.

It works

Among the five elements, Mu Ketu, the mad spirit land is not a real mad spirit body, and it has long since returned to the earth, as long as its nature does not change, even if it is harder than steel, Luo Sang Mu can disintegrate it with the power of life, nothing more than slowly.

It's a pity, there's another thing on the mad spirit land, the ghost lingzhi.

The ghost lingzhi transformed into seven pieces of black mang, and when King Agu entered the cave, he took five pieces away, leaving two pieces in place to hide;

The black mangs flickered like maggots on tarsal bones, extending along the roots and branches all the way forward, and everywhere they passed, the branches of the ancient trees withered rapidly, and there was no way to stop them.

"Roar!"

If Lobsang Gumu was human and had an expression, he would have cried a lot. Helplessly, he didn't have the ability to cut off his tail, so Luo Sang Gumu had to use his old job, swaying thousands of branches and whipping each other, and at the same time urging thousands of firebirds to try to see if he could burn those black mangs to death.

Ghost Lingzhi is not easy to deal with, it has been tossing Thirteen Lang for decades, and now in this kind of place where the gods are everywhere and there is life everywhere, it has the ability to transform and can be free to run vertically and horizontally, if it is not for the lack of absolute strength, I am afraid that it will swallow Luo Sang in one bite.

In addition, don't forget, the Wild Spirit Land also has the aura of the Underworld, although it can no longer freeze the ground for thousands of miles like before, the cold inside still makes the firebird instinctively avoid it, on the contrary, the ghost Lingzhi can shuttle freely, like a fish in water.

Emerald green, black glow, red light, cold breath, vitality, death

It's messed up

"Why not?"

In the pit, King Agu was still arguing: "You are a golden crow, Gu Mu didn't intercept it before, you clearly recognized it;

When drawing up the plan, King Agu and Jusanro couldn't expect what had just happened, so they could only think about it from the perspective of battle. When they saw the real thing, they knew how terrible Luosang Gumu was, and King Agu always felt that the power of the ghost Lingzhi was not enough, and he kept thinking about whether there was any other way.

Heaven and earth are sad, Thirteen Lang incarnated into the sun, and found that Luo Sang seemed to be able to recognize, and the otherworldly Shura was thrilled and excited to the point of madness.

The result of killing Luo Sang to raise the ghost Lingzhi in exchange for a powerful Agu King is wonderful, but it can't be compared to subduing it.

A living, permanent, inexhaustible, and inexhaustible storehouse of vitality!

"Oh my God!"

There was already an omen, and Thirteen Lang refused to even try once, and King Agu couldn't imagine how much perseverance and ruthlessness it would take.

"I can't afford to try for three reasons. Besides, I haven't given up completely, and the time has not yet come. ”

Dragging his tired body to the depths of the cave, Thirteen Lang didn't want to delay for a moment, and pointed to the front to drink and order the group to cultivate.

"Take turns digging and digging thousands of miles to the core!"

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