The severed root was covered with blood, writhing on the ground like a living thing for a while, and then slowly fell silent.

The two sides were silent, but their sharp momentum was fighting in the open space in the middle.

With the reddish-brown roots that gradually poured out of the woods, the momentum of the forest side soared, and it almost directly pressed over.

At the moment of a touch, when the reddish-brown trunk was almost piled up to the canopy, the reddish-brown swooped down on them again.

The sky is overwhelming, and when you look up, you can see a reddish brown.

Even the tip of the root of the tree still shone with a faint silvery-white metallic sheen.

It wasn't until this thing broke through their fists and took the flesh and skin from him that Fang Chen didn't know that this was not as if it was a metal trough filled with blood at the top of the root.

It was sharp and sharp, and it almost saw blood when it was rubbed, like a bloodletting pyramid, and the blood soaked through the flesh of this thing in an instant.

And this thing will be satisfied with the blood in its mouth.

The red on his body is more vivid, faintly revealing the color of blood.

Thousands of branches, these roots attacked together, only Fang Chen and Jinfan couldn't stop them at all, and the six women hiding behind them would be swept away by the roots from time to time.

Fang Chen Jinfan rescued him again and again, but in the end, he really had no choice but to let Qinghong take people away.

Qinghong flapped his huge cyan wings, dodging the roots of the trees, and flew forward against the trees.

On the other side, the successive explosions completely woke up Yu Yao, and Yu Yao was surprised and delighted looking at the bursts of cyan wind signals brought up on the island.

When Chen Lin ran along the woods for a while with Chen Yu and saw Qinghong, Yu Yao couldn't help but turn around and say to Chen Yu, "It's Fang Chen, Jin Fan." ”

Qinghong saw Yu Yao and a few people flying over quickly.

But when Qinghong fell, Yu Yao found that there was no Fang Chen among these six people.

Thinking of the sound of the fist just now, he turned his head, looked at the shadow of the fist rising in the distance, and ran over without saying a word.

Chen Yu followed closely, and Chen Lin could only throw Wang Yun to Qinghong, and he had to go with him.

The sound of the explosion became louder and louder, alternating between blue and red, and when he stepped into the battlefield, Yu Yao was startled by the overwhelming red, and then opened his mouth sharply and came with a sound cannon.

Thinking that Yuyao Chen Yu was a soft persimmon, the roots of the tree that wanted to come over and pinch them were directly shattered by the sound waves, rolling and flying back.

The sonic wave rolled the broken branches of the roots of the tree and hit the woods not far away, and several small trees at the edge of the woods were swept away by the sound wave, rising from the ground and scattering their canopies.

Repelling a wave of attacking roots, Yu Yao raised his legs and ran in the direction of Fang Chen, and the roots that could be drilled out of the woods seemed to have no end, and they kept pouring over.

Yu Yao only ran a few steps before he was stopped by another wave of tree roots.

Yuyao had no choice but to open the way with another sound cannon.

But this time, these tree roots seemed to have learned well, and they were very scattered, and they spread out violently the moment Yu Yao opened his mouth, burrowing into the soft sand under him.

There were even a few that scurried to Chen Yu's side from the side, wanting to drag Chen Yu away first

Chen Yu didn't even take a bow, and directly hit it with a hardwood bow.

The bowstring grazed the root of the tree and slashed it, and the blood splashed, directly in half.

Clean and neat!

But Yu Yao's side was not so smooth, the roots of the tree burrowed into the sand, Yu Yao was not helpless, but when she moved slightly, the sound wave hit the sand.

The soft sand on the ground was violently raised, and the eyes were gray and yellow. The frightened Yu Yao quickly stopped.

This is not a joke, the roots of the tree don't need eyes to see, but they need it, the yellow sand is all over the sky, and it is not the roots that are unlucky, it is them.

Yu Yao stared directly at the soft sand in front of her cautiously, and waited for the roots of the tree to emerge before she dared to let go of her roar.

More and more roots came out of the woods, and they learned to hide in the sand, and they swooped out of the ground and swooped down.

Yu Yao was caught up in the roots of the trees that came out in front of him several times.

Although he could stretch out his hand to break it, he was still slowed down by the roots.