People say that flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people.

In this concentric realm, the fallen leaves have the weight of Mount Tai, and the flying flowers are poignant.

It was as if countless pink flowers had been torn into petals, swept up into the sky with the wind, swimming high in the sky, and when they fluttered down, they were already above the head of the Mighty Demon King.

At that moment, it was like a pillar of light made of pink petals, falling from the sky and enveloping the body of the Zhenhai Sacred Cow.

In an instant, the accumulation of petals was innumerable, first covering his four legs, then covering his shoulders, and finally not over his head, leaving only the two curved and sharp horns, unwillingly, in vain, showing sharpness.

"Funeral flowers!"

The time of the flowers is said to be in the past, and the colorful petals are gathered by the young lady in the boudoir and buried in the ground, which is a poignant scenery, the beauty and softness in people's hearts.

But at this time, it has become a cruelty.

Ever since the pink petals were overwhelming, burying the Mighty Demon King, his struggling movements seemed to have slowed down a lot, as if the fragrance of flowers had entered his body and his limbs were sore.

After a few moments, the entire cow-shaped mound made of pink petals only trembled slightly, not like a struggle, but more like a cry.

"What a weird trick!"

Zhang Fan got up slowly, still hiding in the shade of the forest with the shadow of a heavenly demon, looking at the trembling flower mound, secretly frightened.

For the first time, I found out that killing people can be so poignant.

The weirdness of the wood surname is supernatural, and today I finally saw it clearly.

Ben came to this time, he already had the intention of making a move, although he didn't care who lived or died on both sides, but since it was related to the Mu surname Gong Fa and the Dead Wood Fengchun Demon Method, he could only save the life of the Qingtian Mighty Demon King.

was about to make a move, when suddenly his heart moved, a look of admiration flashed on Zhang Fan's face, and he stopped moving.

"What a powerful demon king, but a bit of a cow surname!"

At this time, the trembling on the flower mound suddenly stopped.

No one thought that the Mighty Demon King had been killed, and at the same time as Hanazuka stabilized, a huge pressure suddenly shrouded him.

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it, I don't accept it......"

A muffled and sullen voice seemed to leak out of the flower mound, and it seemed to float in the void, and the sound was in the ears.

Suddenly, the expressions of Feihua and Falling Leaves changed together.

"My Zhenhai Shenniu clan has been a watchdog and a mount for that old tree for generations, so that's it, we admit it. ”

"Isn't that enough?"

"My father was born, my grandparents died, I was born, my parents died. ”

"They were all sucked up of their blood and hung on that old tree, generation after generation, and dried on the tree. ”

"I'm not convinced, why ......"

"He only needs a dog, a mount, as long as one~~hahaha~~ I think I am a sacred cow generation, and I can't even be a mount!"

"Why!"

"Boom~~"

A withered yellow leaf emerges from the mound, and its upper veins are broken, the greenery is absent, and the strength is exhausted.

Then, the sky was full of rain and colorful falls, and a Zhenhai sacred cow roared and roared, stepping on the waves.

The golden light on the body of the Heavenly Mighty Demon King was as thick as a flame, and the vitality was burning, turning into boundless power, and before it was close, the monstrous power directly tore open the concentric divine power domain.

At this moment, a piercing sound like sawwood resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Why? It is the will of the old island owner. ”

This voice doesn't have any sense of color, it's not full of resentment like Feihua, and some of it is just taken for granted.

- Old Tree!

It was the withered old man among the four who spoke.

As soon as the words fell, his body moved, and he stopped in front of the Heavenly Mighty Demon King, his arms wide open, and he actually caught the bull's head that the other party was swooping in with his chest.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the curved and sharp horns pierced through the old tree's body, revealing a sharp edge from his back.

The line did not move, as if unconsciously, the old tree did not even have the slightest change in his voice: "This is your fate, what the old island master said!"

As soon as the words came out, he wrapped his arms around him, and directly hugged the bull head of the Heavenly Mighty Demon King in his arms, and then ......

"Up!"

The green brilliance of the entire Concentric Divine Domain was like a return to the sect of ten thousand streams, all of which merged into his body.

This scene is like a seed, under the action of gentle wind and drizzle and soil fertility, taking root, germinating and thriving.

When the Concentric Divine Domain completely dissipated, a Heavenly Ancient Tree appeared in the clearing.

The root system of the ancient tree directly tore apart the Zhenhai Shentong Domain, and on the lush canopy, countless branches were entangled, binding the Heavenly Mighty Demon King and hanging it into the air.

The ancient tree of the sky, still growing on its own, as if it was endless, a little green light, gathered from all directions, and merged into its body.

Zhang Fanzuo also flew out of countless green lights on the trees that had fallen nearby, and then the big trees lay quietly on the ground, and finally turned into powder, and the sky was full of sawdust fluttering.

Without a trace, he took two steps back, hiding in the shadows behind him, and when he looked at the old tree again, his gaze was different.

The four primordial babies on Kurong Island, the other three are all humans, and this old tree alone is a real demon in shape.

Zhang Fan didn't see this at first, he just thought that he was a real human person who cultivated the Mu surname exercises, but at this time, he could no longer hide it.

Where is the human being, it is clearly an ancient tree becoming a demon!

"Manniu, don't worry, you won't die, I won't let you die until I see the old island master. ”

The voice coming from this ancient tree in the sky was surprisingly gentle, and it was this gentleness that became more and more permeable.

Without giving the Heavenly Mighty Demon King a chance to speak, a hole suddenly cracked in the ancient tree, and an emerald green branch poked out of it.

Every green leaf, every branch, seems to be vibrant, and it is completely impossible to see that it is a single branch that has left its body.

At first glance, Zhang Fan found that this could not be the branch of the old tree itself, and the hidden power aura in it far exceeded the level of the old tree itself.

"No ......"

Sure enough, as soon as the Mighty Demon King saw this jade-like branch, he immediately let out a terrible scream, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

The old tree ignored his shout, and this branch was like a dagger, instantly piercing into the true body of the Zhenhai Divine Cow.

"Hizz~"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but let out a gasp of air.

He could clearly see that the moment the branches entered his body, the body of the Heavenly Demon King quickly began to dry up.

Judging from the current progress, it won't take ten breaths of effort, and a good brute cow will be freshly baked.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan instantly thought of what the Heavenly Mighty Demon King had said before, that his clansmen had been drained of their essence blood and dried on the trees.

Obviously, when this is what it looks like, this branch, the ** of the ten is also from the old island owner.

"Can't wait. ”

Zhang Fan suddenly got up, grabbed it in the void, and started with the god-killing war spear.

"Tear Pull~"

Ten thousand years of starlight, bloody aura, suddenly tore through the shadows and rose to the sky.

"Who?"

The ancient tree trembled suddenly, as if a strong wind had risen and swayed with the wind.

Among the four people on Kurong Island, Lao Shu's strength was the highest, and he was the first to discover Zhang Fan's traces.

But it's too late.

Since Zhang Fan couldn't bear it until this time, he naturally had an absolute certainty.

At the moment when the old tree's shouting question just came out, his hand shook, and a little starlight flew out like a meteor and fell into the midst of the four.

- Tian Yuan!

Three thousand six hundred and fifty, gathered as Tianyuan, scattered as - Great Zhou Tian Formation!

"Boom~~"

The vast starry sky suddenly descended, and the whole heaven and earth, in a moment, changed its appearance.

Lao Shu Pangen and the other four people only felt that the world was spinning, and when they came to their senses, they found that they were the only ones left in the whole world.

The companion is not there, the red is gone, the island is gone, the waves are not heard, and suddenly, there is only an island, falling into the starry sky.

Under the Great Zhou Tian Formation, a group of four people were all isolated from heaven and earth, becoming an inconspicuous existence in the vast starry sky.

Suddenly falling into such a strange situation, the four of them all had palpitations, and a chill gushed out from the depths of their hearts.

"So familiar......"

The pair of bull's eyes, which were originally lifeless and had no hope except for grief and fear, suddenly flashed a bright light, as if they had caught the last straw.

At the same time, several panicked shouts rang out.

"Who is it?!"

"Get out!"

In the midst of all the voices, with an unconcealable fear, any one of them could get so close without being discovered by them, and dare to attack the four of them at the same time, it was enough to make them afraid.

Their roars, which could only be heard by themselves, were immediately drowned in the endless starry sky, without stirring up the slightest echo or ripple.

Zhang Fan had no interest in speaking at all, and with a vibrating god-killing war spear, all of a sudden, across a distance of hundreds of zhang, the man and the gun were one, and he directly sank into the ancient tree of the sky.

"You ......"

The ancient tree trembled and spat out a word.

The body of the ancient tree in the sky, boundless and hard, with the sharpness of the god-killing war spear, has not entered the small half, but this is enough.

Ten thousand starlight, boundless blood and qi, instantly burst out from the inside of the ancient tree, and in an instant, a huge ancient tree, like a ball of light composed of starlight and blood, fell apart in the blink of an eye, and even a palm-sized piece of wood remained.

A generation of masters, the shape-shifting dryad, died with one shot.

Zhang Fan's movements were as fast as lightning, and when the Heavenly Mighty Demon King fell from the sky, he didn't even see his shadow clearly, and only the starry sky was left in front of him, empty.

The Mighty Demon King sat on the ground, dazed for a moment, unable to distinguish the true and the illusory, and was in chaos.

After a while, several short screams subsided, the vast starry sky shattered into the sky, and a figure, strolling over, stopped beside him, condescendingly, and said leisurely:

"Do you want revenge?"

(To be continued)