A deep horn sounded not far away. The horn was powerful and full of joy for life and a call for the future. It was not as desolate as the sound of the horn played by Princess Shirley. As the horn sounded, it became louder and louder.
As they came closer, despair was written on the faces of the three tree elders. The elder had no choice but to let out a sharp whistle and led the other two elders and tree soldiers to retreat like a tide.
, a pair of eyes stared at the four people and one wolf in the field with self-pity.
"Hehehehe, Elder Dunga, don't you think it's too late to leave now?"
A clear and sharp voice that was inhuman came. The great tree elder named Dunga stopped in horror and looked around for the source of the voice. After a while, he discovered that the voice was coming from above his head.
A colorful crooked-beaked bird was sitting on a dead branch above Elder Dunga's head. While combing its feathers leisurely, it looked at Elder Dunga arrogantly with smiling eyes: "Dunga.
Jia, you are really becoming more and more incompetent. Do you think the horn you copied from the sacred tree bred by the Tree of Life can command the whole clan? Our tree people have never had a traitor. Do you think those soldiers who have been infused with your blood
Will we always obey your orders? You have lived for such a long time and you are still so naive and stupid. You are simply a shame to our tree race!"
Elder Dunga's orange eyes rolled upwards, staring at the little bird above his head without daring to move at all. Thick sap continued to flow from the cracks in the rough bark. It seemed that Elder Dunga was indeed
He was so frightened that he even showed such a human emotion as breaking out in a cold sweat. It was obvious that he was extremely frightened.
"Tangled!"
"don't want!"
Seeing that there was nothing he could do, the third elder repeated his old tricks and once again used the entanglement technique. Countless ghost vines grew wildly from the mouth, winding their bodies and quickly attacked the bird above Elder Dunga's head. The first elder saw the clues.
, roared suddenly to stop it, but it was too late, the ghost vine with sharp spikes had already approached the bird's body, and it was about to twist this beautiful little animal into pieces.
"Tangled!"
The moment the ghost vine attacked the body, the little bird fluttered its wings dexterously and easily escaped the attack of countless tentacles. It let out a sharp cry and said disdainfully: "How dare the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon? I
Let me show you what real entanglement is!"
Following the chirping of the birds, countless thick ghost vines sprang up crazily from the surrounding woods. These ghost vines were more than ten times thicker than those summoned by the third elder, and each spike was like a handful.
The size of a broad sword, the hollow spikes continuously spurted out thick green juice, dripping onto the ground and immediately corroding a large pit. From the pit, there was a young and delicate plant growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It sprouted and grew rapidly, and in an instant it grew into a ferocious ghost vine again, spiraling towards the tree rebels. In the hissing sound of the air, the skin of these delicate ghost vines quickly grew into a purple-red color.
In a short period of time, it actually went through the process of molting five or six times like a python. Each molt makes these ghost vines a little thicker, and the spikes on the outer skin become more mature, dripping with thick liquid seeds until they are full.
In the nutrient soil, new ghost vine seedlings are sprouted again, and the cycle continues endlessly.
The growth process of this plant is orderly, but in the blink of an eye, the three elders and hundreds of rebel soldiers were imprisoned in a huge green cage made of intertwined ghost vines.
, above the cage, the beautiful bird circled and screamed happily, suddenly spread its wings and flew deep into the forest.
The sound of horns in the distance began to become a little urgent, as if mobilizing before a war. From the sound of the horns, a sense of life and gestation was transmitted to every air molecule. The earth began to tremble, startling countless birds.
The magical beasts fled in all directions. Within the area covered by the sound of the horn, the land began to surge. There seemed to be countless earth dragons rolling around under the ground. A large amount of soil was pushed up into the air, covering the sky and the moon. Countless beard roots came from
The head poked out from the earth, and low roars were heard endlessly. All the plants with branches, roots and leaves in the forest in this area came to life and turned into an army composed of plants. Under the call of the horn, they slowly gathered towards the place where the cage was.
Wherever you look, there are giant trees that are as tall as the sky, moving in like giant versions of Samson one after another, shaking off the green on the ground.
"This, what is going on? How can a little bird have such great power..." The horrified fourth elder looked out through the gap in the cage, and saw for the first time the power of the real horn of life.
A feeling of complete powerlessness arose in his heart. He had never seen such a shocking scene before. He just felt that the ambition of himself and Elder Dunga to overthrow the rule of the tree people was simply a big joke.
, just as arrogant and blind as a group of children playing house with sharp knives trying to occupy an adult's kingdom.
"Ignorant people, that bird is just a variant of the Parrot Beast. It has a vengeful temperament. It is just a microphone for that bitch Judy. But we are not unjust this time. I didn't expect Judy to be so powerful.
To such an extent, she can actually use Parrot Beast as a clone medium to cast magic, I really underestimated her!"
The great elder was filled with regret. He did not expect that a momentary mistake would actually allow those damn raccoons to steal the horn. This led to these four troublesome humans to report the news, causing his plan to fall short and let those who thought they were orthodox
The tree people discovered their whereabouts, otherwise the tree people like themselves secretly reproduced in this remote corner. After Wen Yang developed strong strength, it was not impossible to compete with the tree people. It was just a fate, success or failure depends on heaven.
, the great elder sighed in his heart, looking at the countless giant trees rushing from all around, a flash of determination flashed in Dunga's eyes: "It's not that easy if you want me to die. Now that the matter has come to this, I have no choice but to fight to the death."
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Elder Dunga made a strange sound in his throat, opened his mouth under the gaze of the soldiers behind him, waved the sharp dead branch to severely cut off the ghost vine dancing endlessly in his mouth, and suddenly pierced himself with the long dead branch.
The elder Dunga's face showed a look of great pain, and he immediately took out a round dark green bead, and sticky thick yellow juice continued to drip from the pillar.
"This, this is..."
The two elders behind him also had some knowledge. The strange energy fluctuations coming from the beads vaguely guessed the origin of the beads, and they couldn't help but feel very excited. Unexpectedly, Elder Dunga actually stole this sacred object.
It doesn't look like tonight will be a complete defeat. Who will win and who will lose is still unknown.
"Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!"
Elder Dunga roared and pinched the beads in his hand, and smashed his clenched fist into the ground. After a burst of soil flew up, a dazzling green light began to glow in the soil, and a tender white plant slowly grew under the ground. , the whole body is crystal clear, with a drop of crystal water rolling on the two tender leaves. Elder Dunga opened his mouth and sucked the two drops of water into his mouth like a whale swallowing a cow.
Although they were just two small water droplets, once they were separated from the leaves, they turned into two thick water columns and poured into Elder Dunga's mouth. Princess Shirley screamed: "Source of Life, hurry up, stop him quickly, he actually stole the seeds of the Divine Tree of Life, and is now absorbing the essence of this forest. If it is later, he will not be able to control it."
The giant silver wolf let out a low roar, stepped forward and walked a certain distance away. He arched his back and was about to pounce on her when a white, delicate hand touched her forehead and blocked her way. Avril couldn't bear to let Tauri go. Si stepped forward to take risks, and took out a magic crystal ball from the storage bag first, chanting: "The thunder of disorder symbolizing destruction, the lightning of fear at the end of judgment, turned into the light of punishment, forming the sword of anger. , the destiny that unlocks the ring, the eternity that is broken and sealed, the Lord of creation and destruction, please listen to my oath, return everything to the final nothingness, the ultimate thunder element - the oath of nothingness, go, my most loyal friend!"
Avril crushed the crystal ball in her hand hard, and under the control of the spell, fired an ultimate thunder magic "Thunder and Lightning Oath of Nothingness" into the huge green vine cage. After a dazzling white light, black clouds appeared above the cage. Rolling, a deep black hole spun out in the center of the clouds. Countless giant thunder and lightning flashed down from the black hole. The purple electric dragon roared around the cage intertwined with ghost vines, roaring and smashing everything that dared to block it. The object it moves forward.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Countless thunder struck on the heads of the Treant rebels, splitting the thick ghost vines into countless fragments and flying everywhere. Accompanied by the howling sounds of the rebels, the power of thunder and lightning did not weaken at all, but was released continuously. The pressure of anger, as if to destroy the world, flew wildly, vowing to tear out a complete new order in this unfair world.
"Ow!!!!!!Ow!!!!!"
Elder Dunga screamed in pain under the violent attack of thunder and lightning. The essence on the leaves of the young plant suddenly disconnected, shaking the leaves from the tip to the rhizome. The whole body shrank rapidly, as if it was already overwhelmed. In order to retract into the earth to recuperate, how could Elder Dunga allow such a situation to happen? In a frenzy, he uprooted the trembling plants from the ground, threw the plants into his mouth, chewed them for a while, and let them go. Thunder and lightning raged on its branches and roots, leaving numerous scars.
After a burst of laughter, countless thick ghost vines began to grow from the cracks in the rough bark of Elder Dunga. These ghost vines were a strange lavender color, and the top of each vine had an upright eye and a tooth covered with sharp edges. The big mouth with teeth looked very scary. Elder Dunga's eyes sunk deeply into the sockets also emitted a faint purple light. His whole body momentum increased sharply. Suddenly, those purple tentacles were as crazy as exploding a group of wild horses. The ground surged around and penetrated deeply into every green plant around him. Even the two elders and rebel soldiers behind him were not spared.