Chapter 40: Willow God
Unstoppable!
The emerald green willow emits green haze, looks soft and incomparable, but when it really rushes, it is harder than the divine iron, "puh" sound will be nailed to the flying scaly dragon in mid-air, a wisp of blood, along the green light glistening young stripes flow down, demonic and mysterious.
Flying Jiao has been unable to make a sound, full of scales in an instant lost its luster, it is afraid to the extreme, the essence of the spirit are rapidly disappearing, trembling all over the body.
"What happened, Uncle Jiao!" Jiao Peng, who was riding on the Fierce Jiao, shouted, his heart terrified.
This was a terrifying picture, this jiao could be as thick as a water tank, tens of meters long, densely scaled, with a pair of huge wings, majestic and martial, but it was nailed in mid-air by a slender willow branch, unable to move a single time, it was very bizarre!
"How could this happen?!" The powers exclaimed in astonishment.
Was this a sacrificial spirit belonging to a mountain village? How could it be so terrifying, only just one strike ah, it pierced through the body of such a powerful ferocious beast.
"Quick, save it down!" Jiao Cang, the middle-aged man from the Luofu Great Zephyr, shouted loudly.
A dozen figures appeared in the forest, rushing in at great speed, their palms all glowing with flashes of runes, and for a moment, beams of light reached the sky, enveloping the village head, as these people attacked Willowwood together.
The Thunder Clan, Purple Mountain Family, Golden Wolf Tribe and so on were all aghast in their hearts, on the surface, Luo Fu Da Ze looked like only a few people had come, but secretly there was actually a group of people following, well prepared.
However, everything was too late, in just an instant, the thick flying scaly dragon in the sky had already lost its eyes, its glittering scales looked like they had been through as long as 10,000 years, and began to crumble, its entire body rapidly aging, and finally falling in pieces and crashing down.
This kind of change is too horrible, a ferocious mighty, can be compared with all the strong present flying jiao, just so return to the dust, like the old dead general!
The Jiao Peng was terrified and fell to the ground, he was really frightened, how powerful a sacrificial spirit must this be? He rolled and crawled to flee outward, no longer a trace of arrogance, his scared little face was white and his whole body trembled.
There was a drop of gray liquid on the green shoots, gently rolling, emitting a vibrant vitality, which was extracted from the Flying Jiao's body and absorbed by it.
All of this happened in a flash of lightning, from the flying jiao being pierced through, to the rapid splitting in all directions, to crashing to the ground, all in a split second.
The dozen or so strong people who leapt out from the primordial mountain forest also rushed right to it, all sorts of rays of light flew, runes filled the sky, there were ancient bird shadows, there were ferocious beasts incarnated, dazzled with dazzling rays of light, pouncing on the charred black willow tree.
"Swoosh!"
The willow branch spread and transformed into a turquoise chain, drawing a graceful trajectory in the air, looking light and crystalline, but the terrifying consequences caused were chilling!
"Poof."
The willow branch swung through, cutting off an expert at the waist, it looked soft and weak, but it was comparable to a divine sword, directly cutting off the person, blood spurting out.
"That?!" The crowd was stunned.
This was just the beginning, and all the experts who rushed closer were within its glistening turquoise light shroud.
The willow branches swung and rose with the wind, green haze after green haze blossomed across the sky, it was like a divine whip, and it was like an immortal sword, cutting one expert after another either in two, or directly splitting them into two pieces.
This kind of attack was too terrifying, it was clearly a willow, but the killing power it caused was equivalent to a sharp, sharp weapon crossing the sky, cutting down all enemies!
"Poof", "poof" ......
Blood splattered and rattled as the willow gently swung through, pieces of corpses crashed to the ground, either truncated or cleaved into two pieces, blood flowers blooming one after another.
The evening sun reflected the red sky, the whole village was dyed with a layer of golden luster, in this sunset, a scorched black willow, a tender branch swaying, crystal clear, indescribable magnificent beauty. And on the ground, a piece of corpses, blood stained. This image was reflected in the minds of every strong person, making it unforgettable for their entire lives.
It was as simple as this, a group of experts from the Luofu Great Zea were all killed in a breath, without a single bit of suspense, and the group of strong people who watched it were chilled to the bone, whooshing with cool air.
"Ah ......"
Jiao Peng screamed miserably, he was terrified, a few corpses landed on his body, blood sprayed all over his head and face, he crawled and rolled, cried and fled back.
Luo Fu Da Ze's middle-aged man Jiao Cang's face was snow-white and had long since lost a bit of blood color, he broke out in a cold sweat and a great fear enveloped his heart.
What kind of powerful Spirit Sacrifice is this?
Just a moment ago, all the powerful people who were still calm and collected were confused, just a few moments ago they were still scornful of the stone village, paying no attention at all, acting as if no one else was there, wanting to dispose of the Mythical Geibi Treasure Bone on their own, as well as distributing the three young birds, and now every one of them was terrified.
Shi Feijiao and a group of simple men, as well as a group of children, as well as the women and old people who came to hear the news, also open-mouthed, staring at all this, can not believe!
This was too shocking, a willow branch, cutting off heaven and earth, decapitating the group, making people tremble.
For decades, Willow Wood had never interacted with the village people, and hadn't shown any unusual behavior, and now it had caused such a shocking result, causing a feeling of unreality.
Perhaps, only the shut-in patriarch with a few one or two people wouldn't be surprised, because decades ago, they had seen an even more terrifying scene on that rainy night with heavy rain, lightning and thunder.
"Wow ......" Jiao Peng finally climbed out of the pile of dead people, fled to Jiao Cang's nearness, and hugged his legs, crying and shouting, he was too shocked.
Until this moment the calm was broken, the powers slowly came back from the shock, with awe, with fear, not daring to look at the willow tree squarely
With a sense of unwillingness and even more fear, Jiao Cang, the strongest of the Luofu Great Zephyr, stood at the head of the village and opened his mouth, "Mighty Sacrificial Spirit, please forgive me for my ignorance and offense ......"
As soon as the words started, a clear wind blew, the willow branch swung, bringing up a misty fog and dropping down, and with a poof, the willow penetrated his right arm.
"Ah ......"
A miserable scream came, Jiao Cang used all his strength to struggle to no avail, the body's divine sunlight rapidly lost, his arm was drying up, and then dry cracked, "poof" sound like rotten wood broken, fell down.
Jiao Peng howled miserably, he was below, holding Jiao Cang's legs, by this broken and dry arm smashed, and then saw the crystal branches above his head, rolled his eyes, shocked, fainted.
Jiao Cang laughed miserably, not only lost an arm, cultivation is also half wasted, he staggered, the heart is bitter and incomparable, just now also high above, looking down on the villagers, life and death, all in a thought. Unexpectedly, only a few moments of work he was abolished, became a useless person.
Luofu Da Ze two other slightly older teenagers went forward, help Jiao Cang, these two geniuses hand shaking, heart trembling, just saw everything forever branded in the heart, this life is difficult to be erased.
The powers were silenced, there was a great fear in their hearts, this sacrificial spirit was too terrifying, it made the bones in one's body chill.
The Golden Wolf Tribe, the Thunder Clan, the Purple Mountain Family, all of these people had fear in their hearts, just now they were discussing what to do with the stone village, they also wanted to seize the Mythical Geibi Treasure Bone, and now this scene made their hair stand on end.
Each and every one of them regretted to death, if they knew that this willow wood was so amazing, that is, if they were given a treasure tool, they wouldn't have come here to say a word indiscriminately.
"Hey, aren't you guys trying to rob our treasure bones? Come over and take it." A group of waifs were very indignant, and after their emotions stabilized, they all seethed.
"Golden Wolf Tribe, Luofu Great Zephyr, as well as the Thunder Clan and Purple Mountain Family, weren't you all towering over us and completely ignoring us just now? Why are your faces turning white now?" Er Mang said with a straight face.
"Also, weren't there a few strong people from several clans who said just now that they wanted to blood-wash our Stone Village?" Snotty Wa also clenched his small fists and rehashed old scores.
When the group of strongmen heard this, they all had a jolt, their scalps exploded, and they quickly looked towards that willow tree, fearing that it would once again display its divine might.
"Little brother, those are just jokes, they can't be taken seriously, don't take them to heart."
A group of strong men shed cold sweat, how noble their status is, how could they care about these villagers during the weekdays, wherever they go they are doubly honored, this kind of villages and mountain people, how could they dare to disobey? But now, they had to harden their heads and make amends to the village people.
"Big brother, do you think this misunderstanding can be uncovered this time, and we will have a generous reward in the future." The leader of the Golden Wolf Tribe opened his mouth and looked towards Shi Linhu and the other strong men.
Giggling!
A green haze flashed, the willow tree was moving, the branch swiftly fell, piercing through one of his shoulders, instantly causing half of his body to be drained of blood, one of his arms cracked and fell off, this body was half-ruined, the symptoms were exactly the same as Jiao Cang.
And then, the willow branch moved swiftly, like a divine spear, piercing through seven or eight strong people one after another, they either said that they wanted to blood-wash the stone village, or had once issued a threat, and now all of them had a large amount of their life essence taken away by the tender branch.
"You guys go." Shi Linhu spoke.
A group of strong people trembled, the willow tree was too terrifying to fight against, unless they reported to the clan master and came in person, otherwise the crowd of strong people were purely sending death here.
A group of people rushed out of the stone village, the leader of the Golden Wolf Tribe, Jiao Cang of the Luofu Great Zephyr wore a miserable smile, the clan uncle of the Purple Mountain Marquis, and the old servant of the Thunder Clan didn't say a word, this time they were completely planted.
Only those from the Cloud Sky Palace could still be calm as they hadn't lost anything, the old man leading the two pretty little girls, narrowed his eyes and didn't say anything more. The two little girls blinked their big eyes and looked towards Shi Village, wanting very much to speak, but they were stopped by him.
The evening sun had long since disappeared, the sky darkened, and from afar, a willow tree there in the stone village emitted a hazy halo that enveloped the entire village.
"We have a population of tens of millions, and the tribe's territory is vast, yet it treats us like this, is it not afraid of a great disaster?" More than a mile away from the stone village, some people were indignant.
"We must report to the clan lord and personally go out, not to mention the other things, the mythical beast treasure bone, and this sacrificial spirit, are not to be missed!" Someone was fuming.
However, as soon as the words fell, even though they were so far apart, the sacrificial spirit had a sense, and a bright green willow strip with a haze of light actually spread over a mile and drew over.
"Poof", "poof"......
But all those who were vicious were cut off, as if they were chopped across the sky by a sharpest demonic knife, splitting their upper and lower halves of their bodies, and blood gushed out.
The leading soldiers of the clans were also traumatized, the old servant of the Thunder Clan and the clan uncle of the Marquis of the Purple Mountain all lost one of their palms and were warned by having their wrists broken in unison.
The scalps of all the strongest, no longer dare to say a word more, fleeing in the night, all sacrificing their treasures, the light shining brightly, sticking to the ground and rushing to the depths of the primitive mountain forest.
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