His body regained its essence, and he raised his hand to summon a long blade made of blue ice crystals, and slammed into the ever-shrinking gap.

There was a continuous "click", and the ice shell covered the head-sized gap and spread to the surroundings.

Replies were immediately and effectively suppressed.

"boom!"

There was a powerful gunshot in the distance, echoing over the forest.

The ice shell condensed on the gap in the trunk immediately exploded, accompanied by sputtered sawdust.

"bang bang bang"

Gunshots rang out one after another, and the bullets kept shooting at the same position, each shot deepening the gap by one point and widening it by one inch.

The shooter hidden behind the scenes not only has a formidable weapon, but also has superb marksmanship.

Under the tree, the Maoshan warlock took out a mourning stick wrapped with white cloth strips, threw it to the Yin corpse, and manipulated him to run towards the tree king.

Sun Miaomiao opened her mouth and spit out one after another wraith spirits. They intertwined with each other, weaving into an illusory long whip composed of wraith spirits.

The mourning stick and the magic whip beat the tree trunk tacitly.

The vines stretching their teeth and claws above their heads froze for an instant, and then fell limply.

The tree king's soul was wounded and fell into a sluggish state.

Seizing the opportunity, the witches and Gu masters melted Gu one after another, spread their elytra and wings, and led each of the fire masters and bewitching demons into the air, rushing to a height of fifty meters.

All of a sudden, fireballs, fire spears, and fire knives exploded one after another.

And a bewitching demon used armor-piercing weapons to create a bleeding effect, preventing the tree king from responding.

The spirit walkers of the evil camp and the lawful camp rarely fight side by side, and work together to deal tons of damage.

The gap at fifty meters of the trunk was filled with sawdust flying horizontally, deepening and expanding, gradually flowing out dark red liquid, with fewer and fewer fibers, revealing tender red flesh.

"I saw the heart of the tree! It's wrapped in a layer of flesh, so it can't be pierced!"

A bewitching demon fell rapidly and roared.

In the next second, he was crushed in the air by the vines, and more and more fire masters and witches and Gu masters were slapped bloody like mosquitoes.

The tree king broke free from the influence of the magic whip and the mourning stick, felt a strong crisis, and fought back frantically.

At the same time, the surrounding trees protruded human faces, staring at everyone with hatred, dense vines and roots rolled or twisted, attacking everyone.

The casual cultivators were unable to deal with the tree king, and tried their best to entangle the attack from the tree demon.

"Send me up!"

A young man with a straight knife in each hand shouted in a low voice.

"Jiu Leu Yu, leave it to you."

Guan Zhongpei pulled Bao's palms towards the ground, the soil under Jiulouyu's feet bulged, and a giant hand that held up to the sky broke through the ground, supporting him to charge high.

The giant hand had just rushed up more than ten meters, when several vines slapped down in a staggered manner, and there was a continuous sound of bangs, and the palm made of earth and rocks was torn apart. JrNovels.com