Countless vines were all ignited, and the fire was fierce and spread towards the master of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe.
Seeing the formation, the expression of this strong man from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe changed. He turned his hand and swatted at Yuwen Zhouyuan. Surging energy surged out, rolling up hurricanes.
In the hurricane, the flames were extinguished, but his palm power did not decrease, and he continued to slap Yuwen Zhouyuan, as if he was preparing to seriously injure Yuwen Zhouyuan with one palm.
Yuwen Zhouyuan did not panic at all, and also shot out with his other hand, which contained terrifying emotional power. This power was extremely strange, invisible, colorless, and difficult for people to detect at all.
"Bang..." The two palms were printed together. In an instant, everything was silent, as if space and time had been frozen.
"Crack, click, click..." The sound of crunching bones came.
"Boom..." The terrible destructive energy erupted, turning into energy blasts and spreading around. The void was trembling, and tiny space cracks were formed. It looked like the space was about to collapse.
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Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure retreated two hundred feet, and the opponent's figure also retreated two hundred feet. On the surface, the two of them seemed to be evenly matched in their first confrontation.
"No wonder one person dared to kill so many masters of our clan. It turns out he is really quite capable." The master of the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said with a hint of fear in his eyes. At this time, his left arm
He had been slightly injured, and a strange force was wreaking havoc in his arm. It was extremely strange that the majestic life force in his body could not be dispelled.
The strength of Yuwen Zhouyuan's body is extremely terrifying. He is already the body of a divine weapon. He has not suffered any damage at all. However, there is an aggressive life energy in his arm, which he is constantly absorbing.
It controls the life activity in every cell.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine power was running, wrapping it with the original energy. Just when Yuwen Zhouyuan was about to send it out of the body, he suddenly found that the power was being absorbed by an invisible force.
Seeing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt relieved. He already knew what that power was. It was the invisible, colorless and formless Qi of the Origin.
"The mountains and rivers roared in anger." The long sword condensed with sharp energy in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand disappeared, and a strange aura rippled around his body.
He stretched out his hands and moved in the void, stimulating the power of emotions from all directions, and the anger generated by all living creatures within a radius of hundreds of miles surged over.
In an instant, all the trees shook violently, and sand and rocks flew. There was no energy fluctuation, but such a strange phenomenon appeared, and the master of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe became vigilant.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's hands were still moving in the void. Within nine days, countless angry roars were heard. These angry roars seemed to shake people's souls and were extremely terrifying. This was the anger of all living beings. The invasion of alien races made the sky angry and people resentful.
That kind of sound seemed like sharp thorns piercing their souls, making them miserable.
A look of pain appeared on the face of the master from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe, even as a faint emerald green energy floated out and enveloped his whole body, and he returned to normal.
"Spirit Wood Prison." This strong man from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe showed a hint of ruthlessness, and shot out streams of emerald green energy with his hands. All of this emerald green energy surged towards the mountains below.
In an instant, the mountains seemed to be resurrected, and all the trees and green grass began to sway, as if they were calling for something or waiting for some order.
"Wow..." Suddenly a green grass pulled out its long blades and rolled towards the nine heavens. The roots of the trees and the vines of the plants rose into the sky one after another.
Looking from a distance, it looks like countless blue and green spiritual snakes rushing out from the mountain peaks and hovering in the void.
The vines, roots, etc., wrap up this space and form a huge prison. This prison is slowly shrinking. Every time it shrinks, its strength will increase by one point.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't seem to notice, and his hands were still paddling. At this time, black clouds filled the sky above the nine heavens, blocking the stars and the bright moon.
"After all the joy, the pain comes again." Yuwen Zhouyuan recited this sentence again. One hand still moved in the same way, but the other hand followed another inexplicable trajectory.
"Crack..." Above the nine heavens, a dazzling electric snake cut through the sky, illuminating the space for hundreds of miles in radius.
"Bata...bata..." With the appearance of this lightning, droplets of water fell down.
Is it raining? Of course not, this is the terrifying attack move unleashed by Yuwen Zhouyuan’s emotional power.
As the raindrops fell, a desolate atmosphere spread between the sky and the earth. This atmosphere seemed to shake the rules of the world, and waves of terrifying energy poured down from the void and spread in this space.
Shadows formed in this space one after another. The appearance of each shadow could not be seen clearly, but one could see that their expressions were very sad and angry.
"Roar..." A roar came, as if it was the anger of the sky, the unwillingness of all living beings, and the terrifying emotional power vibrating in this space.
The shadow shrank, forming black lotuses. These were lotuses formed by the fire of anger.
A large part of these black lotuses swarmed towards the prison formed by the vines and roots, and some of them swarmed directly towards the strong man from the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan.
In the blink of an eye, there was no black lotus in this space.
"Zizzizi..." Suddenly, the roots of those vines seemed to be corroded, withering one by one. The strong man from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe also felt something was wrong, and the raindrops fell somewhere.
, any part of his body will turn into bark, returning to its origin.
Seeing this scene, the strong man from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe was shocked. A stream of majestic life energy surged out from his heart and wrapped around his body, trying to stop the raindrops from falling. His energy was being consumed rapidly.
These are streams of green smoke coming out from some withered vines and roots, and the green smoke is getting thicker and thicker.
"Wow, wow, wow..." These vines and roots seemed to have lost some kind of support and all fell apart. In the process of falling, they turned into ashes.
The void here has returned to its original state.
Anger is the flame in the heart, and the way they burn is from the inside out. The plants summoned by the strong men of the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan were all burned into ashes.
"Ah..." At this time, a scream came out.
The strong man from the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan noticed those powerful corrosive raindrops, but did not notice those black lotuses at all.
The black lotus turned into a flame and suddenly burned inside his body. It did not go out, as if it was going to burn him into ashes.
The master of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe finally panicked. He tried his best to extinguish the flames in his body.
"Hehe, with this little skill, you still dare to invade our human race? Go back quickly! You are being embarrassed and conspicuous." Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the expert and mocked.
"You...you are looking for death..." The strong man from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe endured the pain and made a voice from his throat. This voice contained a sense of hatred and anger.
spirit.
"Ah..." He screamed again, and streams of green smoke poured out from his body. The human skin on his body was gradually covered with lines. These lines were the lines of trees. His skin
Switching between tree bark and human skin, it looks extremely miserable.
All this was done intentionally by Yuwen Zhouyuan. He deliberately made the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe master angry. The angrier the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe master became, the more intensely the flames burned in his body.
Anger is like this. As long as the anger in his heart is not calmed down, the flame will not go out.
"You...ah..." The master of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe screamed again, his body made a crackling burning sound, and green smoke kept coming out of his mouth, looking miserable.
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"My lord is at a disadvantage, let's go over and help." A master who was watching the battle said to the other four masters.
"Let's go!" These five masters of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe appeared not far away from Yuwen Zhouyuan with a movement of their bodies. Their hands turned into long vines and attacked Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Five masters and ten terrifying vines, as if they were made of fine iron, either slashed down, swept across one side, or stabbed over with a sound that broke through the air.
Ten vines attacked Yuwen Zhouyuan in various ways.
Yuwen Zhouyuan made a cold sound, stretched out his hand, and ten rays of sharp energy burst out, causing the space to tremble and twist violently.
"Puff puff puff..." Every ray of sharp energy did not enter those vines, and continued to move forward along the vines, swimming inside them.
"Ahhh..." bursts of screams came from the mouths of these five Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe masters. Those vines were transformed by their bodies. The sharp energy pierced the vines, and they would naturally feel it.
pain.
Sensing that a sharp energy was about to attack him along the vines, a master from the Demon Wood Spirit Tribe cut off two vines. Green liquid continued to flow out, and his arms were lost.
"Puff puff..." The other four masters did not have the courage, and they spurted out a mouthful of green blood, and their bodies were violently thrown away. Just one blow caused them all to be seriously injured.
The emerald green light shrouded the broken arm of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe master who had the courage to cut off his own arms. In the blink of an eye, two arms were re-formed, but his aura dropped a lot.
Rebirth after weight loss consumes a lot of energy.
"Kill..." The master of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe shouted loudly, and a stream of green light shot out from his hands and disappeared into the void.
In an instant, wooden sticks as thick as buckets fell down. There were spikes on the end of the wooden sticks, which were extremely sharp.
Two cold lights burst out from Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes. He stretched out his hand, and a long sword appeared. The long sword swung and enveloped the world. This space was filled with dense shadows of swords.
"Ka, ka..." Each wooden stick was split into two halves by Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"Pfft..." This master was also split in half by Yuwen Zhouyuan, and a green emerald-like leaf was revealed.
There seemed to be countless tiny threads connecting this leaf to the body split open by Yu Wen Yuan, just like the blood vessels of the human body.
The long sword in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand swung again, cutting off these threads. The body of the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan master instantly withered and turned into a handful of dust, which fell rustlingly.