Legend of the Great Saint

Everyone couldn't help themselves, even Wan Jianfeng hesitated, considering whether to retain some strength to prepare to retreat, and saw that the fierce firearms god could not hold up under “Xiao” for too long, exploding a group of fierce fires under “Xiao” fist.

Suddenly, a Qian shadow rushed into the enemy line, and Dai Mengfan was surprised: “Yaozhu!? ”

Nguyen Yaozhu rode the white deer, passing from the fierce battle formation, the nine colors of the deer around the nine colors of light, sweeping away the constant rains of arrows.

She clasped her lips, held a capsule tight, and her femur was dimly white. Looking back at Black Cloud City, he made up his mind to grab a seed and spill it onto the earth.

A seed sprinkled and fell into the mouth of a demon who looked up to the sky with his mouth wide open. One shudder swallowed the seeds, but there was no response.

Nguyen Yaozhu prayed silently, not in magic, but in prayer. The true spell, by the time it was thrown, had been injected into every seed.

In the belly of the devil, the seeds sparkle - prompt!

The demon mourned and rolled down with his stomach, a thorn pierced his skin, greedily consumed his blood, quickly swallowed his entire human being and turned into a multitude of thorn-interwoven monsters, like sea urchins.

Every “tentacle” is dancing and stretching towards the surrounding demons.

A demon was wrapped around his neck, sharp thorns almost tore his neck apart, two eyeballs protruding and waving his arms wildly.

A demon nearby shouted and cut off the thorns, but the broken thorns moved more violently, like snakes, into the eyes of the demon.

Finally, a hysterical scream could be made, but for a moment, another thorny monster broke out.

At the same time, more strange and malicious plants emerge from the earth.

The demonic cannibal flower, the flower pods open like a big mouth, swallowing a demon, a spike in the mouth as a sharp tooth, a large mouthful of chewing.

Like the rotten mud vine of a snake, the juice is highly poisoned, so long as it is soaked, the body rots quickly, like rotten mud, flowing out of muddy yellow water, infiltrating the earth and turning into fertilizer.

Even the strongest and craziest demons scream terribly, and the pain is always sobering.

The devoured demons, all of them boneless, let alone in the field of Shura, could never be reborn, even in Shura Dao. And under this “torture”, no demon can sustain his mind and become Ashuro.

Nguyen Yaozhu has a preference for collecting seeds, and has published missions throughout the year in Vientiane to collect seeds from a variety of strange plants.

These seeds come not only from the human path, but from the entire six circles with the 3,000 worlds, and even part of them from the magic domain.

For example, "The Thorn of Pain”, which would have been one of Hell's torture, is called "The Thorn of Hell”. After being haunted, the soul is unable to escape and suffer greatly.

And those “tooth cannibals”, the native plants of the magic domain, are best suited to grow in the soil of the magic domain, and the staple foods are demons and warcraft.

So varied, so different.

And a generation of herdsmen, and her own efforts, even seeds of plants nine days old.

However, the acreage is limited in size, with “cash crops” that are not economical but harmless and can be grown on nearby islands. But many plants are not easy to grow, especially the seeds of “evil plants”.

But it's also absolutely impossible for her to throw away these seeds, and plants don't really care about good or evil.

So the months accumulated and the seeds of the “evil plants” accumulated.

The facsimile disciples were stunned and had known each other for so long, I had no idea that she had such a weak face. Those plants devour the expanding scene much more drastically than knife and gun fights.

Nguyen Yao Bamboo's face is still motionless, while provoking Natural Sky Book, throwing seeds constantly, just give these plants a prime mover to grow into plants, they will feed themselves to grow.

The so-called natural way is not only the beauty of "grass and tree hair, joy and glory”, but also the cruel aspect of your life. Every moment countless lives die, even extinction.

It was the most primitive war, stretching branches, competing for the sky. Deeply rooted, competing for the earth. The winner lives, the loser dies. Moments, never ends.

Not only did the arrival of the Shura field not suppress her at all, but it fuelled her strength. The Book of Nature is not a gentle and kind practice.

But she shrunk her shoulders, a little creepy, and felt like she was a different person.

Dai Mengfan took the opportunity: “Even Yao Bamboo girls work so hard, why don't you do it?! ”

The figure of “Zhu" has obviously shrunk a circle, and the efficiency of the Nguyen Yao bamboo massacre can be compared to almost the entire Xuan Wu Legion.

Especially that “bitter thorn”, which divides and reproduces very quickly, can multiply almost indefinitely as long as there is enough fertilizer.

The Sword of the Demon has no choice but to destroy the Demon Emperor once and for all, and their power is suppressed in the interweaving of the laws of heaven and earth. Plants are not affected by the laws of heaven and earth and are only stimulated by the bloody smell of the battlefield.

And the demons stuck in the thorny bushes, all twisted, screaming, clearly shaking the heart of the military, broke up the military.

By that time, she had gone deep into the enemy, and she had to categorize the seeds and throw them as evenly as possible, otherwise they would compete against each other.

Nine colored deer warn: "Wood, your heart is upset! ”

Nguyen Yaozhu muttered: “He didn't have to come. He fulfilled his promise to me. ”

“'You've been thinking too much,' said the nine-colored deer. 'The boy came back to play tricks. ”

“Jiu, my heart hurts.” Nguyen Yaozhu pressed his chest, as if there was a bunch of thorns growing, not yet felt, but the pain became more and more intense.

Nine colored deer can't speak, dark sigh: "Love robbery! ”

This is not only because of Li Qingshan, but also because of Tian Tian proud, Lu Birming and so on, these days have hit her heart and mind very hard, before, she has barely stepped into any struggle, not to mention the fierce war. She also forced herself to go against her heart and massacre.

So I made up my mind to get her out of here, even as a deserter.

At this point, a big one-eyed man came over, and the rigid spirit in his gaze made them all stiff.

Daimonfan shouted: “Yao Bamboo, look out! ”

The flames lit up the sky. “Zhu" has defeated the fierce firearms god. The flames scattered across the sky. Li Qiqiao's life and death were unknown.

The city of Massachusetts felt wrong, and suddenly the power slowed down. The Xuan Wu Regiment did not collapse as he had expected, but, after the arrival of Shuro Field, the offensive became more intense, as the broken bamboo slaughtered through a layer of the Demonic People's Army formation.

Seems unaware that their commander is dead in battle, or aware that he is still carrying out his final order - march!

Instead of running away, the true disciples joined forces to slaughter ordinary demons. He would have forced them to stay and allowed him to continue killing, but only to die hundreds of thousands more demons, but only ants.

But the woman riding the white deer had never heard of such a fighter in Vientiane Zong. However, the high efficiency of the killings made him feel a little distressed.

“Then go to hell! ”

The two great army gods are broken, and the next thing you know, kill all these fax disciples.

Nguyen Yao Bamboo was the first to strike, and for a moment, his palms stretched out from the other end of the battlefield, like a cloud, when his head was covered.

Even if it is weakened, the existence of the "Pokémon” still prevails over all living beings on the battlefield, without the constraints of the Military God, and without anyone ever being able to threaten it again.

No one can save her, even if she is hiding among her facsimile disciples.

Nine colored deer cried out: “This is fucked!” The nine colors are magnified in millimeters, consuming essence and desperately motivating demons. It would have seemed incredibly laggy at a time when it could have been instantaneous.

Under the cover of the palm, time seems to have stalled. Very quickly and very slowly, the two perceptions intersect and are almost insane.

Nguyen Yaozhu whispered: “Jiu 'er, I'm sorry. ”

“It doesn't matter... Yaozhu?! ”

Nguyen Yaozhu stepped on the back of a nine-colored deer, facing the giant palm of a cloud.

If you want to kill the Emperor, it will take a lot of effort. The spirit can only lock one person in.

When the two were separated, Nguyen Yaozhu became the sole target, and the nine-coloured deer disengaged from the spiritual pressure, immediately turned into a nine-coloured light and went towards the human path.

Boom!

The giant palm fell and the earthquake shook, but it shot an empty sky.

At the first sight of Qianjun, Nguyen Yaozhu was caught by an invisible giant force, leaving the vast palm of the vast area, escaping from between the finger seams.

All the demons and emperors looked at her thin figure and flew toward Black Cloud City, falling straight into the big hole smashed by Li Qingshan.

“Hmm?”

The slaughter of the city frowned, it was the first time since the beginning of the war to kill the Emperor failed, and a little unease arose in his heart. But not much attention, glancing at the wildly growing species of plants on the earth.

Step at the foot and countless giant trees break out of the earth and rise.

These giant trees are leafless and hard as iron. The root system is unusually developed. Within 100 square meters, no plant can grow, completely disconnected from the earth and soon emptied by the Demon King of the Demon Emperor.

Countless plant instincts fought back, crazily wrapped around giant trees, and giant trees stumbled. Without the earth and fertilizer nourishment, these plants wither away.

In a short period of time, however, hundreds of thousands of demons have been massacred and none of them can be “reborn” in the Shura field.

Dai Mengfan regrets that if anyone can delay it a little longer, it may really reverse the war.

She doesn't even seem to fight, she's so fit to fight on the battlefield. The whole strategy would have been different had she known she had such a hand. But I'm afraid she doesn't even know that herd owners never go to war. This time it was the city that was broken before all the fax disciples were assembled.

However, the reality is that there is no "if”, it is too late to say anything, losing the top two wars, the Xuan Wu Army God and the Fiery Army God.

Kill a human emperor with a breathing kung fu, without ten breaths, the fax disciples will collapse. The remaining Gentlemen of the Xuan Martial Corps and the Fire Corps are even easier to deal with than to clean up those plants.

The big picture is set!