With such a plan in his heart, Wu Hao paddled even more in the battle.

Of course, the movement on the top of the treetop divine tree also attracted a large part of the Jiuli clan's strength, and now the pressure on the Jiugong Array was much less.

The Jiuli clan also knew that now the totem of the Jumang clan was the core of the attack, so they just kept pressure on the side of the Jiugong Array and did not let them easily return to help, and most of the forces were transferred to the treetop platform.

In such a situation, even if Wu Hao is paddling, he can easily deal with it.

Wu Hao's side was relaxed, but the treetop platform where the patriarch of the Jumang clan was located was facing tremendous pressure, and the road to breakthrough of the eighth generation of Jumang was almost difficult.

Fortunately, he found that there were some contradictions between the Huaxian clan and the Jiuli clan, so he skillfully provoked them to suspend their offensive.

Unfortunately, the act of pulling up the totem still stimulated the men and horses on both sides, making their attacks urgent again.

All the Jumangs on the platform did their best to buy time for the eight generations of Jumang to launch the crucial witchcraft.

As long as the clansmen can hold on to a stick of incense, the eight generations of Jumang will be able to use the power of the totem to open the collective wooden escape and send the clansmen who are still fighting on the platform to the periphery of the clan.

At that time, they will be able to get out of the battlefield together, and I believe that in the jungle, it will be difficult for the Jiuli clan to catch up with them.

As for the Nine Palace Array below, Yashiro believed that it would not be a problem for them to hold on for a while, and when they had passed the period of spiritual exhaustion after casting the collective Mu Escape, he would naturally be able to come back and take them away.

"Reckless!"

When the eighth generation Jumang was preparing for his collective wood escape technique, a loud cheer suddenly came from under the Great Tsubaki Divine Tree.

This voice was too strong, as if it shook the entire Jumang clan, and attracted the attention of Wu Hao, who was paddling.

However, it was Jiang Ren, the leader of the Jiuli clan, who forcibly got rid of the restrictions of the entanglement witchcraft left by the eight generations of Jumang.

Jiang Ren, who had already been an old rival with Jumang's family, quickly understood the plan of the eighth generation of Jumang. But according to the current situation, if you have to climb up layer by layer and climb to the top of the Divine Tree, it will be too late to stop the collective Mu Escape of the Eight Generations of Jumang.

Because the eighth generation has been launched for a while, maybe it will be completed in the next moment......

After all, Jiang Ren is only good at frontal penetration, and he doesn't know anything about flexible witchcraft like Mu Dun.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ren's eyes widened, and he shouted again.

"Moo!"

With this shout, a huge black bull phantom appeared behind him, the phantom was about six feet high, and it was extremely strong.

Soon, the black bull phantom merged with Jiang Ren, and a huge black bull five or six zhang tall appeared under the Great Chun Divine Tree.

This black bull stepped on the flames, its hair was like iron thorns, and its muscles were knotted, like mountain rocks.

The black bull glanced at the top of the sacred tree in silence, and then began to regress and recede......

After exiting a large distance, the black bull suddenly accelerated, and rushed in the direction of the Great Tsubaki Divine Tree with a stream of flames.

In just an instant, it rushed to the front of the Great Tsubaki Divine Tree.

In front of him, the mountain-like Tsubaki Divine Tree, the black bull did not dodge or dodge, and aimed at the center of the sacred tree and hit it hard.

Rumble!

There was an explosion like a mountain.

The sacred tree groaned, and the earth shook.

The entire Tsubaki Divine Tree was knocked and tilted, and the two sides fighting on the Divine Tree platform had to stop.

Because the treetop platform has become a slide due to the tilt of the sacred tree, both sides in the battle have become rolling gourds.

Even the eighth generation of Jumang, who was performing witchcraft, was interrupted, he got up from the ground with an ugly face, glanced down, and muttered to himself: "I see, I can't imagine that Jiang Ren is not only the leader of the Jiuli clan, but also the contractor of the inheritance of the associated spirits." He didn't give his full strength just now......"

Jiang Ren's black bull was also uncomfortable after this, and he seemed to underestimate the hardness of the Great Tsubaki Divine Tree.

After hitting this blow, he felt a little groggy in his head, a little unable to distinguish between east and west, north and south, and his feet were a little fluttering.

The big Tsubaki Divine Tree, which had been tilted for a while, quickly straightened up and recovered as before, but Jiang Ren didn't have the courage to hit it a second time.

However, being able to interfere with the eight generations of Jumang to perform witchcraft in this way, and catch up with the time delayed when he was entangled and controlled, Jiang Ren's goal has been achieved.

The next moment, the huge black bull stepped on the Great Tsubaki Divine Tree as if it were walking on the ground, and charged towards the treetop platform with flames all the way.

The black bull was silent, but the sound of its hooves resounded like a drum beat through the land of the Mang clan.

The sound of hooves like a dense drum beat stopped after a while, and it had reached the treetop platform.

The platform returned to the previous situation, and the people of the Jumang clan desperately guarded the position of the totem, covering the eight generations of Jumang to perform a super-large-scale wooden escape technique.

However, Jiang Ren wouldn't give them time, and he bumped into it without any nonsense.

The defense line of the Jumang clan could not be harder than that of the Great Tsubaki Divine Tree!

Black Bull Charge!

The giant trees of war that tried to stand in his way were like praying mantis in front of the speeding chariot, and they all flew out.

Jiang Ren went on a rampage, and soon arrived at the Yashiro Jumang, who launched the witchcraft.

Although he was still surrounded by a sorcery shield made of leaves, under the unparalleled impact of the black bull, Yachidai Jumang did not receive any preferential treatment and flew out with his clansmen.

The brute force impact of the black bull is only enough to damage the Jumang, and its more important role is to interrupt the witchcraft and destroy the formation.

The Jumang clan, who had been plowed by him, could no longer maintain the previous formation, and was driven straight in by the war witch of the Jiuli clan and slaughtered them on a large scale.

The situation of the Jumang clan deteriorated sharply, and one after another clansmen used the tree transformation technique in despair, but they still could not resist the war witches of the Jiuli clan.

Especially the black bull that Jiang Ren transformed, it rampaged on the platform of the Divine Tree, and there was no one enemy.

The black bull didn't pay attention to the remnants of the Jumang clan, but locked his eyes on the eighth generation of Jumang, constantly raiding him.

At the same time, the patriarch and the great elder of the Flower Immortal Clan also kept an eye on the Eight Generations Jumang and the totem in his hand, and they kept using the Divine Soul Witchcraft to interfere and restrain him and prevent the Eight Generations from escaping.

Watching the clansmen die under the butcher's knife, the eyes of the eight generations of Jumang were sad, and gradually became blood-red.

He looked around, and made eye contact with the other great witches who were still fighting, and there was a look of determination in his eyes.

The black bull came with a mountain-like momentum, close at hand.

Hachidai Jumang looked at it without changing his face, and a cruel smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Do you think you have the chance to win......?"

He shook it off with all his might, and the totem beside him rolled and was thrown off the Great Tsubaki Divine Tree under the unbelievable gaze of the Flower Fairy Clan.

At the same time, his voice resounded through the clan.

"A, from today on, you are the ninth generation of Jumang. ”

"Take the people with you, live ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the black bull had already come to him, and its huge hooves were trampled down like a hammer.

However, the body of Yashiro Jumang melted like a candle before the cow's hooves stepped down.

This is also the case, and there are several great witches who have just exchanged their eyes with the eight generations of Jumang. They are the highest combat power of the Jumang clan on the platform today.

After they melted, they melted into the Great Tsubaki Sacred Tree like a stream of water.

The sudden strange situation made the black bull's movements pause.

It changed rapidly, revealing the true body of Jiang Ren, the leader of Jiuli.

As soon as Jiang Ren appeared, he urgently gave an order to the clansmen.

"Withdraw!"

It was already late, because in the Great Tsubaki Divine Tree, the voice belonging to the eighth generation Jumang sounded almost with him.

"Forbidden, Otsubaki Prison!"

As the sound appeared, the Great Tsubaki Divine Tree began to shake wildly, and the countless branches and leaves on the canopy grew wildly, and soon the entire treetop platform was completely obscured.

The Jiu Li clan wanted to cut a way out, but every time a branch was cut off, countless branches would resurround it, and it seemed endless.

The way out of the Otsubaki Sacred Tree was blocked.

This was just the beginning, the Great Tsubaki Divine Tree kept swaying, and the branches that were harder than iron and stone kept whipping at the Jiuli Clan and the Flower Fairy Clan who were trapped at the top of the tree.

Like a giant, swatting the mosquitoes on his body.

That's not all, vines are also growing under their feet, winding around like spirit snakes, constantly restricting their range of movement.

On the original platform, rows of wooden thorns appeared from time to time, squeezing their activity space.

If it is entangled by tree vines, and then it is brought up by branches or wooden thorns, even the war witches of the Jiuli clan may not be able to resist, let alone the flower fairy clan.

In an instant, the situation between the two tribes took a sharp turn for the worse.

They were like travelers in a storm in the sea, and they felt the power that almost came from heaven and earth.