Chapter 345

"Kill kill kill kill kill!"

"Kill kill kill kill kill!"

"The general wrapped in a shroud is still alive!"

"Dye the sky with my residual blood!"

The four legions roared at the same time, roaring like a tide, and bursts of killing spirit rushed up the sky. In the ripple overturning, the spirit and form of the battle array gathered again.

Tiger head, leopard body, wolf limb, Eagle wing!

The spirit as like as two peas in the last seven matches, the same as the six battle forces.

The only difference is.

The spirit of the battle array gathered this time is much more concise than last time!

Its breath has reached the wusheng peak and entered the realm of demigod!

"Kill!"

With Zhao Fang's low roar, when the spirit of the battle roared, his body burst out, and his sharp claws as sharp as a knife suddenly rushed towards the golden bull.

"Hmm? The spirit of the demigod level?"

The Golden COW looked surprised and was obviously surprised by this scene.

But immediately, he sneered and ignored the wood people. Instead, he turned to look at the spirit of war, sank his upper body and put on a fist posture.

"Boom!"

When the Taoist sonic boom came out, the fist of the golden bull, like lightning, burst out in an instant and hit the tiger head of the battle spirit heavily.

"Bang bang!"

The tiger's head broke on the spot, and even the spirit body was torn in half by the fist power in the fist.

"How strong!"

The wooden people were shocked.

Although their horror of the golden Bull has been learned from their ancestors.

But after all, I've only heard it, but I've never really seen it.

Now, seeing the terrible blow of the golden bull, I have a feeling that all the souls of the dead take risks.

"Congealing!"

Zhao Fang is expressionless. He has experienced the power of the golden cow for a long time. He is not surprised.

As Tao Tao's killing intention rushed into the sky, the torn spirit body of the battle array began to heal slowly.

a moment.

The new spirit of battle is once again united.

But when it rushed to the golden cow, the result was as usual!

Directly torn in half!

The spirit of the battle array was hurt, and the officers and men of the four legions connected with their minds were also affected. A dull hum came out of their mouth, and their bodies staggered back.

But they didn't flinch at all. Their killing intention in their eyes continued to maintain the spirit of the battle.

After the golden bull destroyed the spirit of the battle array for the ninth time, all the officers and men of the four legions coughed up blood and retreated, and their faces were as pale as paper.

"Sure enough, I still can't?" Zhao Fang frowned.

The terror of the God level strong man is really something that ordinary people can compete with. Even if the spirit of the battle array condensed has the demigod level, it is still not the opponent of the golden cow.

At this moment, Zhao Fang also found that his idea of killing the golden cow with the eight legions in front of him was too much for granted!

At this moment, Zhao Fang heard a whisper:

"In the name of the wood family and with my blood, summon the wood elves from heaven and earth... Help me condense the immortal demon soul tree!"

But when I saw tens of thousands of wooden soldiers, they all bit the tip of their tongue and squeezed out a drop of their own blood essence.

When tens of thousands of drops of green blood merge, the wind and clouds surge, the world turns pale, and there is infinite power. It rushes madly towards the gathering place of green blood.

"This is!"

As soon as the golden bull's eyes coagulated, his face suddenly changed, "Damn it, are these guys crazy? They don't hesitate to lose their own life blood essence and condense the immortal ghost tree!"

As a divine cow who has stayed in the Mu clan for a thousand years, the golden divine cow has a deeper understanding of the Mu clan than even some elders of the Mu clan.

Seeing the fusion of tens of thousands of drops of Benming essence and blood, the Golden COW immediately knew Mu Bingqing's plan.

Taking such a huge number of wood clan soldiers as the base, the immortal ghost tree condensed can definitely pose a threat to it.

Therefore, it can not sit back and let the immortal ghost tree condense.

"The spirit of battle, stop it with my life!"

Zhao Fang roared, as if he were the spirit of the battle array at the moment, blocking the way of the golden cow.

"Go away!" the golden bull roared and blew up the spirit of the battle array.

But in the blink of an eye, the spirit of battle gathered again and rushed madly.

In this way, after more than ten consecutive times, the speed of the spirit of the battle array converged decreased. Zhao Fang himself and the four legions were pale to the limit.

obviously.

They paid a heavy price for the crazy sniping just now!

Even, more than 1000 people were killed by the spirit of the battle array who was seriously injured!

WOW!

Just then, the sound of a strong wind sweeping the leaves echoed in the battlefield.

A towering giant tree with a height of about thousands of feet suddenly appeared before the golden cow. The towering giant tree was filled with the smell of blood thirsty. There was no sense of closeness and harmony of ordinary wooden people. Some were just killing!

"Damn it!"

The golden bull roared. The last scene it wanted to see happened.

meanwhile.

When the branches and leaves of the immortal ghost tree just gathered were falling, countless wood family soldiers disappeared in situ, turned into green light spots and rushed to the immortal ghost tree.

When the light spot condensed again, it became a leaf on the immortal ghost tree.

Behind them, there was a thumb thick pipe, together with the immortal ghost tree, with green blood flowing in the pipe.

This is the domineering place of the undead ghost tree, which absorbs the blood of the wood family.

Only in this way can we maintain the attack!

"Kill!"

The leaves swayed, and the neat and cold sound of the wooden people came out.

But when he saw the huge immortal ghost tree, he suddenly twisted his body like a human. In an instant, countless branches danced, condensed into fists and bombarded the place where the golden cow was located.

Boom, boom!

The loud noise kept coming out, and the whole wilderness and hills were almost crippled by the immortal ghost tree!

The golden bull, however, just dodges and doesn't confront it head-on!

Rao is so.

The scars on its body also slowly increased, and a layer of blood gradually filled its huge body.

"Bang bang!"

While the immortal ghost tree attacks, the leaves on the ghost tree are constantly broken.

Every leaf burst to pieces, and a wooden clan died!

It can be said that they are fighting with their lives!

They could have avoided this way of fighting!

But in order to defend their humiliated dignity, they would rather die than pay the price of bleeding.

"Golden cow, didn't you just be arrogant and look down on our wood clan? How did you get beaten and retreat without backhand?"

The voice of Mu Bingqing was heard from the immortal ghost tree.

With a flash of eyes, the golden bull retreated and immediately said, "I really think this way of self mutilation can threaten this seat? What a joke! Since you want to die, I'll show you my talent!"