Chapter 359 Hollow Sycamore

"Feng Bo, be careful!"

The fox spirit saw it in his eyes, although he was very anxious in his heart, but unfortunately he was entangled by the wind and boundlessness, and it was difficult to take care of him at all. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although the Ice Armor Horned Demon Dragon had a brutal physique and infinite natural strength, it was a pity that at this time, it was also surrounded by Lei Luo, Lei Chengzi and several elder-level figures, moving and leaping, roaring again and again, and could only barely protect itself.

The rest of the villagers, although their eyes were full of fire and their hearts trembled, they could only sigh helplessly in the face of absolute strength.

Now, only by letting go can there be a glimmer of life.

It's a pity that now, they can't even see a trace of life.

"Ahh ！”

In the shadow of swords and swords, several more villagers fell in pools of blood.

"Hahaha, it's really a pleasure to kill!" several Wind and ThunderClan warriors licked their blood and laughed hideously.

"Alas!" Feng Bo closed his eyes weakly, and was about to give up resistance.

The soul is the soul dementor, anyway, in his memory, he really doesn't know what the Nine Palaces Taiji Diagram is!

It's just that these innocent villagers, the descendants of the closed village, really died in vain?

"Hehe, do you still want to resist?"

The corners of the middle-aged scholar's mouth rose, and in a sneer, a clear blue cold light stretched out into the void along his arm like a swimming snake, crawling strangely towards Feng Bo's head.

Hiss!

The blue cold light was cold, wrapped in the power of death, and swam fiercely towards Feng Bo's head.

Seeing that, Feng Bo will be ingested by the soul of the scholar in his prime, and then become a soulless ghost.

Scold!

An emerald green light suddenly flew from the village three miles away, and with a loud sound, it swirled in the air, slashing the blue cold light and the illusory big hand into the air.

"Who?" said Feng Wuya, looking up and roaring.

"Hehe, it's already you!" The middle-aged scholar withdrew the blue cold light, his eyes froze, and he looked in the direction of the head of the small village.

"This time, where are you still fleeing?"

At the head of the small village, there, a hollow sycamore with a diameter of more than three meters stood quietly in the mist, and on the treetops damaged by lightning, a green tender strip swayed gently, like a beating ghostly elf.

"What? Is it the lightning strike wood?" the fox spirit was slightly taken aback.

"Is it the plane tree?"

Even Seven Kills was secretly surprised, he had been silently practicing under that dead tree for twenty years, and he didn't know that it was still alive and had an extraordinary life!

"Hehe, Stinky Sycamore, I heard that you won't die after a thousand years of lightning strikes, but now, I'm afraid your death time has come!" The middle-aged scholar sneered and threw the yellow book out of his hand.

Burst!

The yellow book hung high in the void, trembling slightly, and turned the first, second, and third pages in the wind. . . ！

"Sycamore Tree Demon, since you are not willing to be lonely, then I will let you taste the pleasure of death again!" the prime-aged scholar sneered, and there were words in his mouth, which instantly disturbed the situation within a hundred miles of the radius.

"There will be a time when the wind and waves will be long!"

"Hang straight to the clouds and sail into the sea!"

Thundered!

As the middle-aged scholar recited the words in his mouth, everyone saw that a hundred and ten meters above their heads in the air, suddenly a gust of wind and clouds stirred, rumbling and rolling waves, a huge ghost ship with a length of 100 meters, drifting with the waves, the cloud sails hung high, carrying a boat full of crying ghosts and ghosts, from a height of 100 meters, swooped down, and crashed straight into the hollow sycamore tree at the head of the village.

"Be careful!" Although Da Niu and Er Niu didn't know what was going on with the hollow sycamore, they knew that the lightning strike wood was now helping them.

"Hey, it's too late!"

The middle-aged scholar waved his big hand lightly, and the weeping ghosts and ghosts of the boat howled, and suddenly jumped into the air more than ten meters in unison, scrambling to kill the broken sycamore in the wind and rain.

"Alas, today, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

With a lament, a turquoise branch shot from the head of the village, like a dragon out of the sea, like a goshawk pounced on a rabbit, agile and free, murderous, like wind and lightning swept in, instantly sending countless crying ghosts and ghosts into the underworld, swinging into the rolling turbid waves.

Whoosh!

The turquoise branches stretch and wander, not knowing the length and shortness, fearless, the trajectory is difficult to find, and the killing intent is more than ten miles at a time.

Bang bang bang!

In the sky, figures flew over, ghosts cried wolves.

Although the green branch is just a soft branch, it is like killing a god at this time, unstoppable, crushing the ghosts and gods, and destroying all the enemies who come to attack.

However, the huge ghost ship with a length of 100 meters was not afraid of the attack of the turquoise branches, and still rode the wind and waves, pushing the rolling waves, and continued to attack and kill the entrance of the small village like a broken bamboo.

Bang bang bang!

As the branches swept and harvested, the countless weeping ghosts and ghosts were wiped out in a short time, and there were no residues left.

"Hehe, Po Wutong, I really have some ability!" The middle-aged scholar didn't care about the disappearing crying ghosts and ghosts, and in the flip of his big hand, the yellow book in the air made a hula sound, urging the turbidity giant ship with all his strength, and issued a shocking blow.

"The story ends, there is no follow-up!"

The middle-aged scholar slammed into the air, and in the roar, the bow of the giant ship suddenly rose high, and the impact speed suddenly increased by more than double.

Thundered!

The giant ship rode the wind and waves, the bow was high, and the death was like a bamboo.

Seeing that hollow sycamore is about to suffer the bad luck of death.

Duh!

The hollow sycamore seemed to be unwilling, and with a faint sigh, the turquoise branches swirled and twisted like an angry dragon, round and round, and instantly tied the huge ship into a strong knot.

Quack, quack, quack!

The giant ship shook violently, struggling to the death, setting off monstrous waves.

Giggles!

The turquoise branches became tighter and tighter, trapped in the dead end.

But unfortunately, the turquoise branches creaked and cracked, and it was still difficult to stop the turbid current under the rampage of the giant ship.

"Hey!" the hollow sycamore sighed from afar, although he was unwilling, but unfortunately he was unable to return to the sky.

"Hey, but die, Stinky Dryad!"

The scholar in his prime urged the turbidity current and the giant ship in the air with all his might, and saw that the hull of the giant ghost ship trembled violently several times, and the turquoise branches were broken with a click

I want to shatter the sky.

"Be careful!" Feng Bo hoarsely closed his eyes in grief and helplessness.

"This... ？”

Seven kills tore through the void several times, and wanted to kill it with a sword, but unfortunately, they were desperately blocked by Wind Traceless and the Thunder Clan Thunder Dragon.

"Alas, is it really powerless to return to the sky?" he was furious in his heart, and the Aoki Divine Sword in his hand slashed and roared, but what could he do?

"Hehe, where did the clown come from, dare to play in the monkey master's territory!"

In the roar, a dazzling golden ray with a thickness of more than ten meters fell from the sky, and it was inserted into the ground ten meters with a bang, rippling and agile, and the four warriors of the wind and thunder clans were overturned in an instant.

"Look at me!" A figure followed me, grabbed the stern of the ghost ship with its arm in the air, and with a slight vibration of his arm, he lifted it up alive, and then shook his hand, and with a bang, he directly smashed the giant ship into the prime-aged scholar standing on the top of the mountain.