Chapter Forty-Three: The Wind of Desire, The Son of Killing
Rumble!
The giant hand slammed into the ground, kicking up billowing dust and sand and stones. The huge hand was so heavy that it slammed the ground three feet down!
Off-string arrows!
Zhao Peng's feet were full of wind, speeding and dodging, narrowly dodging this blow, the giant palm almost slapped his body to the ground, and the strong wind on the palm was like a knife, passing by, making half of Zhao Peng's body feel unbearable.
Coupled with the explosion of the wine in the body of the dragon snake quenching wine, Zhao Peng's limbs were numb and painful, and his whole body trembled slightly.
Compared with Zhao Peng, Dian Wushuang's action of dodging the giant palm was very wonderful, she only tiptoed her toes on the ground lightly, and immediately a blue wave of light appeared on her toes. With a bang, the blue ripples exploded, and the body of the temple was already flying off the ground, shooting towards the side and back.
After landing on the ground, Dian Wushuang's breath was calm and his face was calm, as if the giant palm attack just now had not happened at all.
"How strong is she?"
A trace of doubt flashed in Zhao Peng's heart, and he once again used the Heaven-level Martial Technique Arrow from the String, grabbed the ancient stone tablet and soared into the air, jumping onto the giant palm that sank into the ground with one arrow step.
Stomp, stomp!
Zhao Peng didn't stop, sped towards the forearm, and then jumped on the arm from the forearm, and came to the shoulder of the thorn giant.
Roar!
The thorn giant raised his head and roared, looked over his shoulder with his deep dark eyes, and waved his other arm towards Zhao Peng. For the thorn giant, which is more than 20 meters high, Zhao Peng's figure that has not yet grown up and matured is really weak and pitiful.
If this swing really hits Zhao Peng, it will definitely beat Zhao Peng into a meatloaf.
It is precisely because the Thorn Giant's body is so huge, and its arms and legs are so strong, that the Thorn Giant's fighting style is also very simple, and it can run amok with only its strong body and brutal strength.
Zhao Peng originally thought that the thorn giant's bloated body would definitely affect the flexibility of its hands, feet and limbs.
When this swing struck, Zhao Peng's heart sank, just because the reaction speed of this thorn giant was much faster than he imagined.
Sou!
Zhao Peng's footsteps slid and slid along the vines on the shoulders of the thorn giant, and slid behind the thorn giant. Immediately, Zhao Peng jumped up vigorously on the back of the thorn giant, used the vine he was holding in his hand as a swing, and swung his body, his body crossed an arc in the air, and came to the shoulder on the other side of the thorn giant.
Before the thorn giant could react, Zhao Peng displayed the heaven-level martial art Arrow from the string and hurried to the side of the thorn giant's neck.
"Drink!"
Zhao Peng shouted violently, grabbed the ancient stone tablet tightly with both hands, aimed at the neck of the thorn giant, and smashed it down with all his might.
The fivefold strength of the martial artist gave Zhao Peng a pair of arms with the strength of a thousand catties, plus the ancient stone tablet weighed hundreds of catties, under this smash, even the stone lion at the door of Zhao's house would be crushed.
Bang!
This smash made sawdust fly.
Green plant slime, accompanied by flying sawdust, thorn giant neck splattered out.
Zhao Peng couldn't dodge, a few drops of mucus stained his arm, he only felt a hot pain in his arm, and when he looked down, the place where his arm was stained with mucus was already red and swollen.
The thorn giant's arm swung again, like a mosquito, and slapped at Zhao Peng.
Zhao Peng repeated his old tricks, grabbed a vine and swung on the swing, swinging onto the other shoulder of the thorn giant.
Roar Roar Roar Roar ......
The Thorn Giant roared angrily, although its neck was smashed into a gap about two feet in diameter, but this gap did not cause fatal damage to the Thorn Giant's nearly two-meter-thick neck, but it was enough to anger the Thorn Giant.
Zhao Peng took advantage of the fact that the thorn giant's arm had not yet been withdrawn, and once again raised the ancient stone tablet and smashed it down.
After repeating this more than a dozen times, he finally broke the neck of the thorn giant.
Bang!
The head of the thorn giant, which was several meters in diameter, crashed to the ground.
Green slime erupted like a fountain from the broken neck of the Thorn Giant, dripping to the ground like rain, emitting pungent black smoke.
Having lost its head, the Thorn Giant was left with a headless body.
Its arms flew all over the air, its steps were messy, and it scurried around like a headless fly.
Zhao Peng held the ancient stone tablet to block the green slime, and used the heaven-level martial art Flying Arrow from the shoulder of the thorn giant, fell to the ground in the distance, and jumped in the air several times in a row, until he was hundreds of meters away from the body of the thorn giant, he stopped.
Whew!
Zhao Peng was covered in sweat, gasping for breath, and his arms kept shaking because of the excessive force.
Bang!
The ancient stone tablet was thrown to the ground by Zhao Peng.
Zhao Peng's body fell, and he lay on the ancient stone tablet with his back to the sky, turning his head to look at the thorny giant scurrying around like a headless fly.
After a long time.
The thorn giant's body spewed less and less green slime, and its movements became slower and slower, and finally stopped, and its body gradually tilted towards the ground, as if the city wall had collapsed...... The twenty-meter-tall body collapsed to the ground like a jade pillar pushing a mountain of gold.
Bang!
The giant fell to the ground, and the earth trembled.
Zhao Peng turned his head, closed his eyes, and lay down on the ancient stone tablet to rest peacefully.
The battle just now not only exhausted Zhao Peng's physical strength, but also attracted the strength of the dragon snake's quenching wine, making him numb and itchy, and miserable. The whole body was trembling slightly.
The crispy and numb feeling was surging in Zhao Peng's body like a tide.
He was never afraid of pain.
No one wanted to hear half a cry of pain or a moan from Zhao Peng's mouth, all he could hear was the sound of his heavy breathing.
No one wanted to see a speckled pain or a cowardly look on Zhao Peng's face, all they could see was the beads of sweat sliding down his face.
Dian Wushuang stood in the distance with a silver spear in his hand, ready to make a move at any time, but he never made a move.
Now Zhao Peng was lying on the ancient stone tablet, his body was trembling, his whole body was sweating profusely, and Dian Wushuang was just looking at Zhao Peng from a distance, as calm as a lotus blooming in the snow.
Half an hour later.
The surging alcohol in Zhao Peng's body calmed down, and the sound of heavy breathing gradually became calmer, he looked at Dian Wushuang from a distance, and said slowly: "I took your clothes by the river, it was deliberate." ”
Deliberately!
In other words, Zhao Peng obviously knew that Dian Wushuang was not in danger, and he knew that Dian Wushuang had taken off his skirt and bathed in the river, but he wanted to take Dian Wushuang's clothes......
However, when Dian Wushuang heard this, he looked indifferent as if nothing had happened, and replied with three words: "I know." ”
"For some reason, after entering this forest, I always had an inexplicable urge in my heart. ”
Zhao Peng stood up, put the ancient stone tablet behind his back, and said: "It wasn't until I just fought with the thorn giant that the strength of the dragon snake quenching wine was triggered, and when I was resting on the stone tablet, that impulsive mood gradually calmed down. ”
Dian Wushuang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, said in an indifferent tone: "I smell the breath of the ** wind." ”
Zhao Peng asked, "What is the ** wind?"
Dian Wushuang said: "In ancient times, there was a peculiar flower, and the fragrance of the flowers could be integrated into the wind and spread hundreds of miles with the wind. After smelling the fragrance of flowers, people's ** will be enhanced, and they will not be able to suppress the impulse in their hearts. This kind of wind that blends into the fragrance of flowers is called ** wind. ”
Zhao Peng frowned slightly, and thought: "Even after I smelled the breath of the ** wind, I couldn't suppress the impulse in my heart and took away the dress that Dian Wushuang left by the river. How can those children of other families who have entered the Twelve Array Gate be able to resist the influence of the ** wind?"
The two hit the road again.
On the way, he encountered several thorn giants, all of which were killed on the spot by Zhao Peng with an ancient stone tablet.
After walking hundreds of miles in the forest, it was not until it was dark that I saw a huge hall standing in the middle of a flat field.
A towering ancient tree, more than 100 meters high, stands in front of the main hall.
When Zhao Peng and Dian Wushuang approached the entrance of the main hall, the leaves of the ancient tree rustled, and a huge face appeared on the trunk. The roots of the trees, which had been rooted deep in the soil, rose from the ground and became two huge feet, and the branches of the trees with lush branches became two large hands.
In just an instant, the towering ancient tree that was 100 meters high had turned into a huge tree that looked like a human being.
"Who's coming?"
The big tree urn asked angrily, and then shook his arm and walked towards Zhao Peng and Dian Wushuang.
With every step the tree took, there was a loud rumbling sound from the ground.
Bang!
Bang!
In just two steps, the big tree spanned a distance of hundreds of meters, blocking in front of Zhao Peng and Dian Wushuang.
Zhao Peng's expression changed suddenly, and he grabbed the ancient stone tablet in his hand, preparing to fight with this strange big tree, but the big tree not only did not make a move on Zhao Peng, but instead picked a fruit from the crown and threw it at Zhao Peng.
Syllable!
Zhao Peng caught the fruit, looked at it intently, and found that it was actually an apple.
The fruity aroma of this apple is exactly the same as that of the apple picked in the second dream.
Zhao Peng looked up and saw that the tree man had taken out a bronze bell out of nowhere, and at this moment he was aiming the bell at where Zhao Peng was, shaking it gently. Immediately afterward, a green light shone from within the bell.
Zhao Peng didn't have time to dodge at all, so he was frozen in place by the green light, unable to move.
Airplanes!
A slight bell rang from the treantman's hand.
The soybean-sized dim yellow light dots burst out from Zhao Peng's body, and flew into the bell mouth along the beam of green light.
Zhao Peng couldn't move, he was suspicious in his heart, and thought, "Isn't this the dim light point that melted into my body when I killed the White Bone Knight in my first dream?
In the blink of an eye, the bronze bell had sucked all the points of light away.
"The soul light is more than 10,000, which means that you have killed tens of thousands of white bone knights in your dream!
The tree man grabbed the bronze bell and shook it gently, and the green light dragged Zhao Peng, like a rope binding him, and threw him to the door of the main hall hundreds of meters away.
It was dark and dimly lit.
You can faintly see two ancient characters engraved on the door of the temple: "Soul Refining".
When Zhao Peng landed, the door of the temple creaked and opened from it.
Zhao Peng did not enter the door directly, but turned to look at the place where the tree man was, only to see that the tree man had already aimed the bronze bell at the temple Wushuang, and immediately there were yellow lights flying into the bronze bell.
The Treant said, "There are more than 10,000 soul lights...... Known as the enemy of 10,000 people, you can enter the soul refining hall. ”
Immediately, the green light flicked up, rolled up like a whip, and threw her to Zhao Peng's side.
After landing on the ground, Dian Wushuang raised his head, swept his gaze over the tree man, and said, "It's actually the Son of Killing!"
Zhao Peng asked, "What is the Son of Killing?"
Dian Wushuang stared at the word Soul Refining on the door of the hall, and said slowly: "In ancient times, there was an ancient tree between heaven and earth that could transform into a tree man. Once this ancient tree appears, it will slaughter all the creatures within a thousand miles around it, and use the flesh and blood of all beings in heaven and earth as nutrients to nourish their growth. This ancient tree is known for its ferocious and tyrannical nature, and is known as the Child of Slaughter. ”
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