"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, like a defeated revolution.

The powerful demon king of Qingtian sent a blow with anger, but he was actually held firmly by the middle-aged strong man with his arms, and he couldn't move an inch.

Where the iron rod and the coiled arms clashed, layers of ripples loomed, spreading out to the surroundings, and in an instant the coarse cloth clothes on the coiled arms shattered into butterflies in the sky, and the strong wind blew up a large area of floating soil, which scattered with a "boom".

Under such a tremendous force, mottled bark textures suddenly appeared on the coiled arms, and cracks were filled, as if both arms were about to spread out like rotten wood.

His feet sank into the ground in an instant, and his feet and necks were not visible.

His arms were hit hard, and his body was driven into the ground, but he only frowned slightly, did not move at all, and did not even bend his waist pole for half a minute.

Zhang Fan, who saw this scene with his own eyes, couldn't help but be secretly speechless.

The Qingtian Mighty Demon King is gifted, the body is Zhenhai Hercules Cow, and he has practiced the demon clan technique Zhenhai Hercules, in terms of strength alone, it is simply earth-shattering, in the eyes of Feng Haihai, Zhang Fan has been taught.

But now, someone actually took such an attack with flesh and blood, which immediately aroused his interest.

"Ho!"

Exhaled and spoke, Pangen raised his arms upward, and his power exploded, raising the iron rod of the Mighty Demon King upwards.

Under the huge force, even with the brute strength of the brute bull, he couldn't help but staggered back a few steps with a "bang", leaving a few deep footprints on the ground.

At the same time, Pangen pulled his feet out of the ground and stood in front of the flying flowers like a mountain, as steady as Mount Tai.

The cracks on his arms were closed almost instantly, and in the blink of an eye, it was as if the previous earth-shattering blow had never happened.

"Dead Wood Spring Demon Method?"

Zhang Fan's expression froze, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Before, he wondered how this middle-aged strong man dared to take the blow of the Mighty Demon King with his flesh and blood, but now it seems that it is not without it.

As his arms recovered, layers of emerald green brilliance swirled through his body, eventually converging on his arms, as if the sap of a tree had moistened the scars on his appearance.

With Zhang Fan's perception, he could clearly feel that at that moment, the spiritual energy of the wood genus diffused between heaven and earth had a tendency to converge, and its core was the coiled root that stood still.

"It's not dead wood!"

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief.

The dead wood spring demon method is also one of the heavenly demons**, when it is like the shadow of the heavenly demon, it is to achieve the effect with its own demonic energy.

Just as he saw, when the Heavenly Mighty Demon King was cast, there was no situation where the aura of the wood family was gathered.

If it needs to be like this, then this magic power will also have its limitations, and it will definitely not be able to be used in some special environments, sorry for the famous name of the heavenly demon.

"It's just a half-ass. ”

In an instant, Zhang Fan had a judgment in his heart.

Obviously, the Deadwood Spring Demon Method of the Heavenly Mighty Demon King should have been obtained from within the gate of this Kurong Island.

Previously, the plump woman Feihua had said that he killed the young master of Kurong Island and took away the secret method of inheritance, which was the matter of the bento.

Although the four people of the old tree and the flying flowers and leaves are the real people of Yuanying, they are not yet qualified to cultivate the demon method of dead wood and spring, and what they are cultivating should be based on the dead wood and spring, and some subsidiary supernatural powers are derived.

All kinds of thoughts flashed, as fast as lightning, and when Zhang Fan sorted out his thoughts, the Mighty Demon King had just stood firm, roared angrily, and his thick arms suddenly swelled several times, and swept across with an iron rod.

In this blow, the power freely turns up and down into a left and right sweep, which is not something that can be hard-connected, and if this blow is received, it will be the result of sweeping away.

Fortunately, there is no need for him to take it hard.

"Death!"

At the same time, Feihua, who was sheltered by the roots, and the emaciated young man on the side, fell leaves, and they all scolded and made a bold move.

Between the slender fingers of the fallen leaves, a dim yellow leaf was caught at some point, looking dull and fragile, just like a dead leaf falling under the ordinary sassy west wind.

With a nimble twist of his fingers, the dead leaves in his hands shot out.

In an instant, it changed from one to two, two to four, and four to eight...... And to infinity.

The sky is full of scattered fallen leaves, pieces like knives, flying in the autumn wind.

"Whoosh~"

The speed of these dead leaves is extremely fast, tearing the air countless times, and you can faintly glimpse a little cold light at the edge of the leaves.

The vast space, full of the artistic conception of autumn, a leaf falls to know the world autumn, the world is autumn and everything is bleak, every wisp of autumn wind, every dead leaf, all carry the bleak meaning of the passage of life.

"Moo~~"

A painful bull roar suddenly burst out from the mouth of the Mighty Demon King.

But in an instant, his strong body was densely packed with countless cracks, as if hundreds of millions of sharp blades had slashed through, and blood was dripping endlessly.

Occasionally, in one or two cracks, you can see the withered yellow fallen leaves sandwiched between the flesh and blood.

These dead leaves seem to be able to absorb vitality through the passage between flesh and blood, and the veins are distinct, turning from yellow to green, as if they are reborn.

Under such an injury, the Mighty Demon King of Qingtian naturally applied the Dead Wood Spring Demon Method, but as a result, Zhang Fan, who was watching the battle, was secretly frightened.

Under the dead wood and spring demon method, the rift around him was instantly healed, as if he had never been injured, if there was no dripping blood, there was no abnormality at all.

But this scene didn't last long, but with a snap of his fingers, the wounds on the brute bull's body opened again, this crack, the wound seemed to be deeper, and the blood gushed out a hundred times faster than before.

"Restraint!"

Seeing this, Zhang Fan finally understood what the four of them relied on to leave the Mighty Demon King behind.

Dare to love their supernatural powers, faintly restrained the dead wood spring demon method, that brute bull didn't show it, once it was used, but the other party followed the vein of the supernatural power, and drew more vitality from him.

At this time, those withered leaves embedded in the body of the Heavenly Demon King, each of them were like lush roots, rooted in his vitality through flesh and blood.

If this situation is not changed, it will not be long before he will be sucked into an empty shell like a parasitic animal or plant.

Zhang Fan, who was watching from the sidelines, could find that the Heavenly Mighty Demon King himself would naturally not be able to find it, but seeing a flash of anxiety on his face, as soon as the iron rod was retracted on the ground, the earth cracked at the same time, and his body was also shaken.

"Bang!"

The muscles of his body trembled violently, and countless blades were shocked out of the wound, and as soon as they were exposed to the air, they immediately turned into powder and scattered.

Without the autumn leaves in the sky from the fallen leaves, the blood gushing out of the body of the Heavenly Mighty Demon King suddenly stopped, and it didn't take a few breaths to heal.

However, how could the other party give him such an opportunity?

The plump woman Feihua, who was hidden behind Pangen, stretched out her hand lightly at this time and plucked a budding flower bone from her full hair.

The pink flower bones, the white skin with the pink delicate palm, the two reflect each other, don't add a little coquettishness.

On the contrary, Feihua's face was full of indescribable resentment, and her originally delicate face was also distorted like a ghost.

"Blossoms!"

She looked coldly at the brute bull covered in blood and drank softly.

In an instant, the flower bones in her hand slowly bloomed, and an unknown pink and graceful flower floated in her palm.

"Pollination!"

The pink flowers fluttered gently in the wind, swaying their delicate bodies, exuding a charming fragrance, as if they were in a hundred flowers, with gorgeous butterflies and hard-working bees, flying in the bushes.

Visible to the naked eye, a little invisible pink, with the wind, surging towards the place where the Mighty Demon King is, in the eyes of others, it is beautiful and fragrant, but in the eyes of this brute bull, it is infinite horror.

He tried to avoid it, but found that he couldn't.

The feet of the Heavenly Mighty Demon King suddenly sank into the ground a foot into the ground, and it was nothing else, but countless thick roots broke out of the soil, tightly wrapped around his feet, and pulled violently.

It's a pick-and-roll shot!

"Crackling~"

The sound like a whip suddenly sounded, and countless old branches and leaves, which were much tougher than cowhide whips, came with teeth and claws, like a chaotic cloak dance, instantly entangled and bound the limbs of the Heavenly Mighty Demon King.

There are lush and tough branches and leaves on it, and there are roots tightly wrapped underneath, and for a while, the Mighty Demon King was firmly bound in place, not moving.

Before his eyes, countless pink points of light sank into his wounds, took root in the blood, sprouted in the flesh, and turned into prosperity in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the sturdy body of the Mighty Demon King of Optimus held back a little, and the flowers that had absorbed a lot of nutrients bloomed brilliantly on his body.

It's beautiful, it's weird!

Zhang Fan, who watched all this happening, was secretly frightened and interested at the same time.

There is no doubt that this is the power of the wood surname, strange and pervasive, under the vitality and natural beauty, covering the naked absorption and death.

Just as under every luxuriant flower, there are corpses covered by soil, the transition between life and death, the contrast between cruelty and beauty, this is the characteristic of the wood surname.

From the dead wood spring demon method, to the powerful wood surname supernatural power, Zhang Fan's interest was completely teased.

Heavenly Demon ** He naturally has intentions, and the magic power of the wood surname is what he wants.

He has the Wood Fire Spiritual Root, but in the past few hundred years, he has focused on the supernatural power of the fire surname, which is due to the Fa Phase, and there is also the reason why he has never encountered the Wood Martial Arts that makes him feel amazing.

Now in these four people, Zhang Fan sees hope, to be precise, through these four people, he sees the shadow behind them, that is his real purpose.

At this time, Zhang Fan didn't have the intention of making a move, he knew in his heart, the old tree was entrenched, the four of them had not yet used the strongest means, and the powerful demon king had not yet reached the point of being caught.

"Wow~~~"

In the roar of pain, a sudden mutation was born!

(To be continued)