One wave after another, the other two vine armors came quickly, and those evil eyes seemed to be able to catch people's hearts. While Lin Zixuan was chilling, his whole body froze for an instant. In this short moment, a long
The spear had already been released from his hand and penetrated Lin Zixuan's feet.
"Pfft!"
Lin Zixuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and pieces of flesh flew everywhere. He knelt down weakly. The two fist-sized blood holes on his feet were shockingly small. What was even more frightening was that the spear on his wrist did not fall off, but spread out as small as hair.
The silky roots penetrated deep into his flesh and blood, eating away at his life essence.
Lin Zixuan's eyes glared. This was due to the difference in realm and the natural advantages of this place. Even though the light could purify the black air, it was still too weak unless the clouds and mist were cleared to see the blue sky and let the light shine on the earth.
"A humble foreign race, a pearl of rice, also dreaming of competing with the bright moon?" The big tree swayed with three thousand branches, and a black shadow squirmed in the center of the tree, then split open to all sides, gradually turning into a strange face.
"Do you have any last words before you die?" The voice was very cold, and the center of his eyebrows suddenly cracked, revealing a blood-red vertical eye, staring at Lin Zixuan.
"Am I going to die?" Lin Zixuan laughed bitterly, and then he looked at the dark sky, and his self-deprecation turned into laughter.
"God is unfair!" His voice suddenly turned cold, his eyes turned scarlet, the pent-up anger erupted like a volcano, and his teeth chattered.
"I am not willing to die at the hands of this dirty and evil alien!" His face twitched, and an astonishing aura emanated from his body. The blood was red and filled with an indescribable sense of evil, making the world become a mess.
Heavy and depressing.
The face on the tree suddenly shrank with its eyes. The evil aura was so strong and soul-stirring that the surrounding trees also trembled under its impact.
A dark sword filled with demonic aura and carrying a monstrous killing aura condensed in Lin Zixuan's right hand out of thin air. The moment it appeared, the spear that pierced the flesh and blood disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye. All life and all power were destroyed by the demonic sword.
The sword inhaled and fed back the limbs and bones that poured into Lin Zixuan.
The other two spears stuck in the ground were also deprived of their vitality by this strange force and dissipated into fly ash.
The face suddenly changed color, and compared with it, his own evil aura, and even the evil in the entire forest of death, were just insignificant.
It was born extremely long ago, and has survived in this secret realm for countless years. From the beginning to the end, no one has ever truly destroyed it. With the vast vitality coming from the underground, it is a truly immortal body here.
But today, it saw this weird and extremely terrifying power, and it trembled from the bottom of its heart for the first time, especially the demonic energy that was lingering on it. It was so pure and authentic, just like the origin of the devil. Compared with it, it itself
It is far inferior to its descendants.
"It's... it's impossible to have such a strong demonic aura. I once devoured demonic cultivators and refined their flesh, blood, and souls. The entire demonic aura I purified is less than one ten thousandth of yours." The big tree said fiercely.
Shaking, the blood-red vertical eyes closed and closed, extremely frightened.
And Lin Zixuan's aura was also rising rapidly. He was at the seventh level of the Blood Spirit Realm, and at the eighth level of the Blood Spirit Realm. The Thirteen Blood Palaces in his body were running at extremely fast speeds, and the golden blood was burning, causing the stagnant cultivation level to rise again.
The face looked at this scene and was completely dumbfounded. What level of secret method is this? It can actually cross three realms in a row?
Lin Zixuan's wounds all over his body healed at an astonishing speed. The blood holes were covered with granulations and were soon covered with growing skin. In an instant, they were as good as before.
With the Dark Demon in his hand, his body was full of power, like a surging river, flowing continuously. This strange feeling made him very happy.
As he stepped forward, the ground shook, the trees swayed, and even some birds and beasts hidden in the canopy let out shrill screams.
"Holy slave, stop him for me." The corners of his face and mouth twitched. This feeling of being on the verge of death made it extremely uncomfortable, especially when it suddenly changed from a dominant god to a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. This feeling of gap, it has already
I haven't experienced it for a long time.
The spears in Teng Jia's hands could no longer be condensed, cut off from cause and effect, and disappeared completely, but it did not stop their steps, and the consciousness rooted in them still existed.
Lin Zixuan swung his swords forward several times. There was no difference in realm, and the pressure dissipated. In a sense, Lin Zixuan's power was far superior to him.
This is the blood spirit from the Thirteen Blood Mansion, the golden bloodline, and the summoned blood spirit.
Three monstrous sword energies, with absolute suppression, cut the vine armor into four pieces from head to toe in an instant.
"Ning!" The blood-red vertical eye opened, shooting out an evil red light, shining on the broken arm.
Suddenly, it felt surprised, and then this surprise turned into fear. No matter how hard it tried, the vine armor never recovered, and even the sword energy still remained in it, constantly destroying the branches and vines that grew more and more connected.
While it was distracted, Lin Zixuan walked quickly and destroyed the other two vine armors with violent means.
It was at this moment that the face finally saw clearly the strange power that interfered with its recovery. It was not simply sword energy, but tiny black holes as big as dust hidden deep in the vine armor.
Every time the black hole swallows up a bit of its own power, even the endless power accumulated by the forest of death over the years is correspondingly reduced.
Finally, after the vine armor disappeared, the big tree's realm also fell from the peak of the Blood Spirit Realm to the late stage of the ninth level of the Blood Spirit Realm. Moreover, this state is irreversible. No matter how much power it absorbs from the soul mud, it cannot recover.
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The bleak wind was blowing its leaves, and it, which had no sensory attributes, also felt a sense of cold fear. This feeling originated from its soul.
After the other two vine armors dissipated one after another, its realm slipped again, falling to the early stage of the ninth level of the blood spirit realm.
It shook violently, the earth shook, countless fallen leaves fell, branches and vines spread out from the ground, crisscrossing the ground, forming layers of obstacles, blocking Lin Zixuan's progress.
In response to this sudden change, Lin Zixuan just swung his sword. Under this sword, the indestructible tree vines broke like paper.
One hundred feet, fifty feet, ten feet!!
But with only a few feet of distance left, the big tree finally began to panic. As it vibrated upward, the roots that were planted deep in the ground and spread in all directions were also pulled out, and then quickly spiraled into two vine pillars, and
The blood-red vertical eyes on it began to dim until they went out.
Under Lin Zixuan's gaze, the big tree began to run away. The speed was extremely astonishing, faster than the famous flying rabbit. The sand raised by the huge vine pillars formed a terrifying sandstorm as it ran.
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Lin Zixuan was stunned. This was the first time he had seen a big tree that could run like this. It was as fast as flying! (To be continued)