Chapter 3840

As soon as the tree turned around quickly, a sharp blade of earth came out of the ground.

In a moment, she cut a piece of earth and stone at her feet into two parts and exploded abruptly.

Looking back, the tree saw a furtive shadow trying to return to the forest.

The force of the wood spirit sliding rapidly between the wrists forms a long vine, which suddenly hooks the ankle of the other side and yanks it violently.

Dark shadow follows this strong force, and is pulled out by the arbor even though it is pulled from the thatched cottage. It falls to the ground heavily, making a groan in its mouth.

The arbor didn't look at the man much, but it was a magic ball that was thrown away.

Since there are simple and quick ways to deal with others, arbors are lazy to do it by themselves.

The magic ball suddenly hit the other side, and a huge force pushed it out heavily and fell to the ground.

"Cough, cough." The black towel on the cargo's face fell off, revealing a very ordinary face.

When the tree glanced, it took back its sight.

It seems that I haven't seen this person in my mind, and I don't know where the clown jumped out. I have to stay here to make trouble with her.

This is the man who just broke up the illusion she left in the tree hole, right?

Since she wanted her life with all her heart, it was impossible for her to let him go so easily.

With this in mind, the tree has two more magic balls in its hands.

Before she could throw it out, he suddenly saw that the man was stepping on the ground like a tiger, and he came towards her.

Is there a tendency to fight against each other?

With a sneer on his lips, the tree took two magic balls in his hand and threw them towards each other without hesitation.

At the same time, he jumped up, stepped in the void, turned over nimbly, stepped on a branch, and looked at it coldly.

Only listen to "boom boom" after two loud sounds.

All the trees around here have been wiped out by the magic ball.

There was a circle of hollows in the middle. The man fell into the hollows, spouting blood, and tried to climb up from below.

"The little girl is very cruel." A cold voice came out behind the tree.

The tree was not frightened by the visitor, and turned to look at it coldly.

A pair of cold lingering eyes, can not see a little mood of happiness, anger and sorrow.

There are three people standing behind.

An octogenarian with a short beard, who is the one who speaks, looks at her calmly with triangular eyes.

Two slightly younger Pentecostals were looking at her hand with different faces.

Just now, the girl lost two magic balls. She is really very rich.

It's a pity that I'll be dead soon.

"But what are your last words?" One of the Pentecostals, with a negative hand, asked in a cold voice.

The black shadow man, who was not easy to climb out of the pit, raised his head at this time, his eyes narrowed into slit, and a little bit of hate light came out, "what are you talking about with her? Kill this woman! "

The little girl is very evil. According to his understanding of the girl, it is estimated that she may have more than two or three magic balls in her hand.

He had a hard time waiting for the girl to settle down and send a signal to them, but don't mess things up again.

"Who are you?" The tree glanced curiously at the three old men.

The three old men all look old.