Zhang Xitong had already come to a place not far behind him, his hands in the air, and his face was solemn. Qingkong's hands trembled, obviously in the continuous battles, especially the opponent is still the kind of weird and weird thing that makes girls don't want to fight when they see it, Zhang Xitong is also reluctant to fight.

Without looking at the corpses of the hideous and terrifying gray giant rats on the ground, and not thinking about the dirty and disgusting juices falling on his body, Zhang Xitong insisted on approaching Bu Li, approaching the demon tree.

Da Hei fell, the vine arm of the demon tree stabbed back, and Zhang Xitong finally got a moment of respite. Looking back at Bu Li, Zhang Xitong didn't care about resting, and walked quickly to the farthest place where he could perform his soul magic. Not for fear of being attacked, but for no more time. Ignoring the fact that he hadn't fully mastered the soul technique taught to him by the powerful existence in the white mist, continuous lightning fell from the sky. Wherever Zhang Xitong's eyes looked, lightning fell.

To force Zhang Xitong to stare at the flying head in the sky, for Zhang Xitong, it was a thousand times more uncomfortable than the battle with the vines just now. But Zhang Xitong still looked intently at the things that once frightened Zhang Xitong to the extreme.

At this time, Zhang Xitong radiated the courage that she had never seen before.

Some of the heads found that Zhang Xitong's attack was deadly, so they scattered some from the periphery and approached Zhang Xitong. Shanghu Feng did not go far, seeing that Buli was already close to the demon tree, the victory or defeat was between a few breaths, concentrating on Zhang Xitong's side, the spear of the pangolin carved beast in his hand trembled, and the flying head was picked off.

Bu Li didn't pay any attention to the heads that were about to attack him. It's not that I don't want to, but I can't at all. If you are distracted. Whether this knife can be used again or not is not certain. There is only one chance, even if it is a lose-lose situation...... Bu Li didn't believe that he who had the ability to heal himself couldn't fight this demon tree.

Even if you can't fight it. This knife is going to be stabbed down too!

Finally, the sense of breaking the void came back from the sharp knife. It's like when you have surgery. When the scalpel cut through the skin, the sensation from his hand told him that the knife had finally hit. Under the protection of Da Hei and Zhang Xitong, he finally stabbed the demon tree in an instant.

Breaking through the confinement of all strength, the sharp knife in Bu Li's hand touched the bark of the demon tree. The parched bark resembles a dry, cracked riverbed, and the road is as strong as it looks. If it weren't for the magic of the sharp knife that Bu Li had seen many times, not only the powerful existence in the white mist had been used, but it had also appeared in his own hands, and the sharp knife was almost indestructible. Otherwise, Bu Li will definitely not be deceived and would rather fight from a distance. Use hybrid mutants to slowly consume the demon tree under the ground.

No matter how strong the defense is, it is as fragile as a piece of paper in front of the sharp knife. The moment the sharp knife pierced into the body of the demon tree, Buli felt that his surroundings were boiling.

All the heads, whether they were rushing towards them fiercely, or struggling in pain, or falling to the ground and crushed but not dead, all became chaotic, as if there was a fire under the whole space, which had burned the space very hot. These flying heads are bubbles. It began to fly involuntarily, crackling and exploding in mid-air.

It is advisable to chase the poor bravely, and Buli will never lack the mind to beat the water dogs. There was a feeling of pleasure coming from the sharp knife, and the spirit of retreat was lifted. When he killed Bai Liang's family in Bailing Town that day. The first time I knew the Dao sharp knife, it was not as simple as it was what I saw. When absorbing the soul power of the Tattooed Beast, the Sharp Knife had such a pleasure, albeit for a short time. But the step away is still fresh in my memory. After that, Buli rarely used this effect of the sharp knife. For fear of being discovered, it makes people's eyes red when they are not strong enough.

This time. There is no better way to step away. What's more, in Bu Li's eyes, this demon tree is not a carved beast, and there will be no surprises.

The moment the sharp knife pierced into the trunk of the demon tree, the joyful feeling from the sharp knife clearly told Bu Li that the amount of power in the demon tree was also similar to the soul power of the carved beast, which was the favorite "food" of the sharp knife.

The space was turbulent, and everything around it was distorted as if it was seen in the Haluha mirror. Only the demon tree on the opposite side was extremely clear, and it was rapidly withering, withering, and living into the sharp knife, until the entire demon tree seemed to be sucked into the sharp knife.

With a slight turn of his wrist, he was afraid that some accidents would happen, and he used a sharp knife to wantonly destroy the meridians and textures of the demon tree in the trunk of the demon tree.

The demon tree roared in pain, the sound was beyond the range of hearing, and the destructive ultrasonic wave was still mercilessly absorbed and devoured by the sharp knife. None of the voices came out, and the sharp knives were indestructible, even if they were invisible.

The distortion of the gray space became more and more severe, and the boiling intent was so strong that Da Hei felt as if he was about to be cooked.

I don't know how long it took, maybe in an instant, maybe a day, maybe a year, the distortion of the entire world stopped and became clear again. The moonlight fell on Bu Li's body, and the sharp knife was stuck in the old locust tree in the backyard of the library. The locust tree has lost its vitality and is dried. The originally leveled courtyard has become potholed and uneven. The mottled courtyard wall really turned into a mottled color, the pothos all withered, and the entire backyard of the library seemed to have been ravaged by someone once.

Full of devastation, suitable for sad spring and autumn.

Space is not an illusion, but it exists. It's just that I don't know what kind of means the road is, a change that superimposes the backyard of the library with another spatial fragment. Buli drew a sharp knife from the trunk of the old locust tree and put it away. I looked around, and I estimated everything I had just encountered.

The corpse of the gray giant rat is completely gone, and the old locust tree is the dryad, and the dirt beneath the old locust tree should be able to lead to the fragments of some space.

As soon as I thought about it, Buli felt dizzy. A three-dimensional and four-dimensional creature, don't think about things in a higher dimension, step away from the strength, sit on the ground, leaning on the withered trunk of the old locust tree, panting heavily.

"Give me a cigarette. Da Hei said weakly.

Although Bu Li was engrossed in dealing with the dryad at that time, he still knew what was happening around him. Da Hei forgot to die and stood behind him, if there was no Da Hei, I am afraid that there would be countless waves in the middle, and whether he could come out alive after the most was still between the two. When he was needed, he never held back. Bu Li looked at the injuries on Da Hei's body, the gray giant rat is not a substance in this world, it has disappeared with the disappearance of the space fragments, although Da Hei's body is scarred, it is all skin trauma, and there are no incurable corrosive wounds left by nitrate water splashed on his body.

Buli took out a cigarette from the storage bag, his fingers trembled, and he reluctantly lit it and threw it to Daiko. Da Hei was lying on his back facing the sky, and he didn't care about anything else that was unsightly, and it was a blessing to be alive, and no one paid attention to these details.

After taking a deep breath of the cigarette, Daikoku felt alive. Covered in hot pain, bathed in the moonlight, Da Hei asked in a trance, "Are we alive?"

"Sort of. Buli also lit a cigarette for himself and said vaguely. It should be regarded as alive, but all kinds of truths in the middle, but I can't say it. The brain is stiff, and Bu Li feels that his brain is full of tofu brains, and he can't use it to think, so it's almost the same when he opens the lid and eats it directly.

"What's ......" Da Hei didn't finish asking, and Bu Li said directly: "Don't ask me, I don't know what to do." When you meet him old man, you go and ask yourself. ”

Da Hei pondered for a moment, why didn't he see his old man come out to see the excitement just now? Da Hei didn't dare to slander his old man, and he didn't dare to ask these messy questions in person, so he laughed and continued to smoke.

Everything was the same as it was, just a little messy. Shanghu Feng and Zhang Xitong looked around a few times in a stunned manner, the formation in the backyard of Zhilu Dao Shuyuan was broken, and both of them were also greatly injured, Zhang Xitong slowly walked to Bu Li's side. Shanghu Feng thought about it, turned around and picked up Yun Ge and came to Bu Li's side.

Zhang Xitong wanted to put away the white fox, but he couldn't do it, and he had some unspeakable distress.

After some teachings from the powerful and nowhere to be found in the library, the white fox's hostility towards himself has been greatly reduced, and it is easy to use it when it is critical. However, no matter how you say it, it's your own summoned beast, and you can't accept it, what kind of reason is this?

The white fox sat lazily on the ground, staring at Bu Li.

Bu Li saw Zhang Xitong walking towards him, but the white fox was motionless, and he felt a little strange in his heart. I thought to myself, uncle, what are you making this out? How can there be a summoned beast that is more disobedient than Da Hei? As a hunting pet, Da Hei is much more disobedient than Nie Xinlei's tattooed hunting pets, but compared with Zhang Xitong's summoned beast, Da Hei is really well-behaved and lovely.

waved at the white fox, shook the cigarette in his hand, and subconsciously wanted to beckon the white fox to come over. During the battle just now, Bu Limi didn't notice when the white fox appeared, nor did he pay attention to how the white fox fought, and he was a little curious, wondering if this white fox would talk or something.

Seeing that Bu Li beckoned, the white fox wagged its tail behind it, like a dog walking away from home, its scarlet tongue sticking out, its limbs falling to the ground, and it trotted all the way as if it was dancing. Bu Li saw it, and suddenly Ha Lu Ha Da smiled. The posture of this white fox running is not the kind of fierceness of all the wild beasts in the impression of Bu Li, but similar to the appearance of seeing equestrian performances in the Olympic Games, beautiful and elegant. (To be continued......)