The long arrow transformed by the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Shattered Jade Gang" only insisted on piercing the heads of the twenty-two demon trees blocking the front this time, and the dark golden light faded and then disappeared. The moment the dark golden light disappeared, Bu Li rushed straight up like a predatory cheetah.

There are fewer and fewer things that the long arrow can do, and Buli can't wait any longer. That's the best time to do it, no ifs.

"Crawler!" the demon tree suddenly spoke, obviously pressed by Bu Li's step by step, and enraged by Bu Li's desperate fight. The "eyes" between the pieces of bark all began to open their mouths to speak at the same time, as if the eyes of this demon tree had various functions and functions, but they could all speak.

Hundreds of one-eyed eyes watched Bu Li, some confused, some ruthless, some sharp, and some complaining. All kinds of different emotions seem to have been experienced by Bu Li at the same time, the heart fluctuates, and the Bu Li instantly appreciates the vicissitudes of the world and the various states of the world.

There is actually a mental attack, and the step is centrifuged.

The white mist-like brilliance of the mirage dragon immediately appeared, enveloping Bu Li's body. From the appearance of the Mirage Dragon's brilliance, it seemed that it was difficult for the eyes to see through the thin white mist, and all kinds of spiritual attacks could not be used on Bu Li's body.

A strange feeling arose in the step and only then faded, an emotion that is difficult to describe. After experiencing the vicissitudes of eternity and playing the world, a heart has become unwavered. Although there is the protection of the mirage dragon, but at the initial moment, countless eyes and countless emotions fell on Bu Li, empathizing, Bu Li seemed to have become old at this moment.

Grow up overnight. White-headed overnight.

"Roar~~~" Bu Li roared angrily, and the sharp knife in his left hand seemed to feel Bu Li's anger. A faint phantage of a black phoenix appeared, flying. And then disappear.

It wasn't like the mighty being in the white mist when it used its sharp knives, the two black phoenixes circled and circled, not disappearing, not leaving, guarding the caster.

Bu Li didn't care about the changes on the sharp knife, his heart was uncomfortable, the discomfort turned into anger, the anger turned into hatred, and the trace of blood in his eyes was even more solidified. It seems to have split the eyes of the step away in two, and it looks strangely tight.

Without the Mirage Dragon, what would have happened, and I didn't know what to do. But the infinite sour emotion in my heart is as if I have really tasted a thousand tastes in the world, and I still have no regrets about the experience and polishing in this red world. For what? There always seems to be a force that takes Bu Li's hand and gives way to Bu Li's ignorance.

scolded in his heart, and Bu Li wanted to wave away the ups and downs in his heart, and the joys and sorrows in his heart, but in vain. The right leg kicked hard. The soul power was increased to the maximum, and the illusion of the Gold Devouring Beast was a little clearer. The long knife that was transformed into the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" in his right hand was already like a substance under the blessing of the power of the Gold Devouring Beast, and the dark golden light fell, cutting through the head that flew towards him first.

The head appeared clearly in front of Bu Li. Every minute counts. Ordinary heads, long hair scattered around, a few strands of long hair covering one eye. The ground where the other eye was located was hollow, as if the head had left its own eyes on the demon tree. The nose is rotten. All that remains is hollow holes. A few yellow and black teeth, half-hung between the carrion. I don't know what the road is for. The skull's mouth and nose seemed to be in two different laws of time, one rotting away and the other just a pile of rotting flesh.

No matter how terrifying it looks, Bu Li has seen it. This strange appearance can scare others to death, and in Bu Li's opinion, it is more unbearable than a corpse soaked in formalin. At least there is no pungent smell, it looks ugly, and Bu Li doesn't think so.

The long knife slashed down, and the momentum was like a bamboo.

The moment the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" came into contact with the head, Bu Li felt that his right hand was hot, as if the head had an extremely high temperature, even if it was contacted, the heat had already been transmitted to his hand with the long knife that seemed to be virtual and real.

The dense skulls in front of him seemed to be endless. Bu Li looked at it, although it was less than three zhang away from the demon tree, but this distance seemed to be at the end of the world, and there were human heads all over it.

If every head was like this, he would be able to split more than ten at most, not to mention that there were countless heavy fruit-like human heads hanging from the dense canopy of the demon tree.

Although it was difficult for him to win, Bu Li still did not hesitate at all, took a step forward, and landed on the ground, his footprints deeply engraved in the soil of the gray space.

Daikoku lost his mind and went to see Kamito's movements. When I turned around, I saw the dilemma of stepping away from the moment.

There is no hesitation at all, no matter how greedy for life and fear of death are usually, when fighting for life, especially when fighting for life without retreating, Da Hei has never been intimidated.

It's a habit, a habit that's ingrained in your bones. It has nothing to do with character, if it is according to Dahei's own intentions, it is better to turn around and leave, everything in this world makes Dahei extremely frightened.

However, at this moment, Da Hei forgot his fear, and seemed to be infected by the anger of Bu Li, and let out a low roar, kicking up countless dust.

rushed up directly, and when Da Hei was at the back of the road, he chose the same as Buli, simple, rough, and direct. There is no flamboyant intestines when he and Buli discussed all kinds of obscene tactics to the extreme, some are just brave, and some are just brave.

Buli heard the roar of the big black, and then a black shadow rushed up from behind him, hitting the head closest to Buli without hesitation.

I don't know if the Dao is the ontology or the illusion of the golden cicada coming out of its shell, the big black is specific and realistic, and even Bu Li can't tell whether it's true or false in an instant.

Whether it's true or not, this is the opportunity that Dahei has earned. Without looking at the wins or losses of the battle between Da Hei and the head, Buli continued to stride forward.

Da Hei hugged the human head, with a big mouth, the mouth of the bear with saliva was like a basin of blood, the masseter muscles on his face were bulging like mounds, and every movement made a sonorous sound of metal. It was as if Dahei had become a metal puppet of the Heavenly Machine Mansion at this time, and was no longer flesh and blood.

The fangs and sharp mouths were closed, and a human head was directly bitten by the big black. A thick green liquid with a pungent smell squirted out and squirted into Dahei's mouth.

The figure twists, and Daiko, who has received irreversible damage, disappears.

Sure enough, it was a phantom, and of course he knew how to leave. Rushing straight to the enemy like this, not afraid of life and death, either it is a means to save his life, or it is an illusion. Da Hei will not use his life to watch jokes, and before the moment when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, Da Hei will not play with his life.

Another illusion rushed up to help Bu Li block the head. But this phantom big black is carrying a big black stick in his hand, and seeing that big black seems to have figured it out, with the way just now, he can kill three heads at most, and no more can do it.

This is not a gray giant rat, Da Hei was in a hurry, pulled out the big black stick in the storage bag, and picked it out.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", like a big watermelon being directly smashed by the big black. Countless juices landed on the big black sticks, rising in patches of white, corrosive-smelling green mist.

Despite careful dodging, a few drops of liquid landed on the Phantasmal Blackie's body. However, this illusion of hurting Da Hei can still bear it, and he is ecstatic in his heart, and Da Hei's illusion returns his hand and uses a big black stick to smash a head.

Originally, Da Hei was nervous in his heart, for fear that the phantom attack power of the golden cicada shelling was not enough, and he would not be able to break through the defense of the head thrown out by the demon tree. In that case, I would have no choice but to rush up with a stick. The thick green juice looked corrosive, and Da Hei's heart was terrified.

And so, very well.

Bu Li saw that Da Hei had found the right way, his eyes narrowed, and he took a step "suddenly", and the distance between him and the demon tree was shortened to two zhang. Two steps, walked a long way, step by step for the camp, although the situation is urgent, but there is no panic, every step is very solid.

"Reptiles!" the demon tree roared, and there seemed to be some restlessness and panic in its roar. For the first time, no one has ever been forced in front of him. The young man on the other side did not emanate a wonderful smell of human flesh and blood, but a violent aura that made the demon tree feel very uneasy.

Originally, the keen spiritual power was the pride of the demon tree, but at this moment, the keen spiritual power made the demon tree feel very painful. The knife on Bu Li's body had a furious aura, as if it was about to tear the demon tree to shreds just by approaching.

Furious, like the power of heaven and earth, it seems that a huge thunder will fall from the sky at any time, splitting the demon tree into charcoal.

Frightened, the dense canopy trembled. It's not about casting a spell, it's a fear that comes from the heart of the demon tree. The demon tree seemed to know that if this young man was close, he would not live again.

Although the demon tree didn't know what the young man would do, this strange thought appeared in his heart, making the demon tree afraid.

"Wanmu ......" The deep voice of the demon tree carried a strange magic power, and every word was roared out, and the entire gray world seemed to tremble with the voice of the demon tree.

"Open!" Bu Li yelled and took another step forward.

The roots of the demon tree are deeply rooted in the ground, and the roots are intertwined, and I don't know how many. There was no sound, and Bu Li roared, and the demon tree seemed to have been really struck by lightning, and his whole body trembled, and some people's heads were even shaken off and fell to the ground. It was as if a fruit-heavy tree had been kicked vigorously and countless fruits had been kicked down.

Seeing that Buli continued to move forward, Dahei didn't guess what Buli had done. Together with the real body, three identical big black sticks were wielding big black sticks in their hands, and they walked forward with staggered teeth, opening a way for Buli to smash a way out. (To be continued......)