Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 644 Turned into a corpse, no different from a mortal
It is understandable that the first bronze arrow was missed. After all, strictly speaking, it was the first time for him to use the four Immortal Killing Crossbow Towers in the village, and he was aiming at the Burial King. It was inevitable that the accuracy would be insufficient.

But this second time... Logically speaking, it shouldn't be the case.

Is it possible that my archery talent is so poor?
Tuwazi curled his lips. Anyway, he felt that his aim was pretty good.

"If two arrows don't work, let's use a few more!"

With a thief smile, he regained his concentration, Tuwazi immediately leaned down again, sat in the arrow tower used for aiming, half-squinted his eyes, and chose a suitable position.

With the remaining energy in the crossbow tower, it can still shoot at least a hundred times. Even if there is no energy, it doesn't matter. It can still be used after cooling for a day. It is simply a king-slaying blade.

It's true that Grandpa Lin wouldn't let him move during normal times, but only at this time did he agree to let him try his hand.

but--

"Hey, if you dare to attack the Holy Land, I'll see if I don't shoot you into a hornet's nest!"

After taking a quick look at the fat and bald Burial King, whose arms were covered in blood and covered with blood, Tuwazi couldn't help but let out a mean laugh.

I have to say, it is still so comfortable.

Slaughter the king thousands of miles away, and the other party may not even be able to see his shadow until he dies. It is simply the only choice for the Yin people.

It's just that it's too big to carry around, so I need to use it whenever I want, and it also needs to be stored up. With my body type, it's a bit difficult to use it.

"Try my Ten Thousand Arrows, Master!" Tuwazi's face turned red, which was different from the previous two times. This time, he pressed his entire body against the crossbow arrow, and then used all his strength to slowly push it to its peak.

Although it is troublesome, at least more than five bronze arrows can be shot at one time.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The arrowhead of the crossbow.

The dazzling cold light suddenly shot out like a rainbow piercing the sun.

The goal is to bury the fat king.

launch!

...

...

Outside the towering city.

The mountains and ravines are crisscrossed, and the huge peaks are huge, but they only reach the waist of the fat Burial King.

It panted violently, and after seeing that no arrows were shot for a long time, it suddenly felt lucky.

as predicted.

The more terrifying the killing weapon, the greater the restrictions on its use and the greater the cost.

The Lord of Willow Village doesn't want to show up, but trying to kill him with just a precious weapon is simply a fantasy.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

However, the feeling of joy in Fatty Burial King's heart had just faded when the towering giant city was suddenly covered by dazzling lights.

Covering the sky and the sun, there were all bronze arrows, densely packed, with fierce momentum and faint cold light, as if the entire world was covered by this intensive attack.

Staring at the countless dazzling cold lights that shot up into the sky, the Fat Burial King was completely frightened, rolled over and crawled, and immediately shouted: "Old Burial King, Zhuo Han Burial King, fellow Taoists... …help me!"

Ever since the first palm of the Fat Burial King was pierced and ejected into blood, and then all the Burial Kings recovered from their astonishment, the wails of the Fat Burial King had already echoed in the void.

It seems like a long time, but it's actually just a blink of an eye.

"Lord of Willow Village, what is a sneak attack?" The old Burial King's face was gloomy. At the same time as he spoke, he jumped towards the fat Burial King, waving his big hand, trying to drag him away.

Huo Heng buried the king at a very fast speed, but in just one thought, the Immortal-killing crossbow was very fast after being shot. After all, it could kill an ordinary king-level being, so its speed and power were naturally its shining points. "Pfft..."

"Pfft..."

"Pfft..."

The big hand extended by Huo Heng's Burial King had just touched the broken bones of the fat Burial King. The densely packed bronze arrows paused slightly in the air, and then fell instantly at the same time.

Thousands of bronze arrows poured down like a torrential rain, and the sharp arrow tips drew streaks of cold light in the void, with a fierce momentum, approaching the Fatty Burial King.

"Ah!" The Fat Burial King screamed in terror, its body constantly shaking under the cover of bronze arrows.

Those arrows seemed to have become spiritual, and they were shot specifically at the uninjured parts of its body, and it was no longer the arms or arms, but covered all directions. If it couldn't avoid it, it would definitely be shot into a hedgehog.

At the same time, these arrows were so sharp that it tried its best to still not be able to stop them, so it could only watch helplessly.

When the old Burial King saw this, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes. He suddenly increased his strength, trying to drag the fat Burial King away. However, the power of the Immortal-killing crossbow arrows was beyond imagination. It was obviously a dead object, but it had spirituality. When it sensed that outsiders were approaching, some of the arrows actually separated, carrying Hong Huang, and rushed towards the big hand stretched out by the old burial king.

"What the hell is this?!" Huo Heng's Burial King's expression changed slightly. Even he felt a stinging sensation that seemed to tear his skin apart at this moment.

Fortunately, its strength is much stronger than the Fat Burial King. Although those bronze arrows are sharp, they can barely resist it. He immediately gritted his teeth, grabbed the Fat Burial King and pulled it out. At the same time, his other hand quickly faced the wind and grew bigger. Blocking all sides of the fat Burial King.

"Boom!"

The big hand collided with the arrow, making a sharp and piercing sound.

The two powerful forces collided in the air, deafening. However, some Immortal-killing crossbow arrows still passed through the gaps between the big hands and continued to shoot towards Fatty Burial King.

"Save me, save me!" The Fat Burial King shouted in horror.

Before the voice could completely fall, the arrows had already fallen. In an instant, they were riddled with holes, dripping with blood, and the entire body was torn apart. The same soul, but much more transparent, turned into a body of blood and broken flesh. It flew out and wrapped around Huo Heng's arm, and then he escaped.

Zhuo Han, Burial King and others looked horrified to the extreme. Even though the old Burial King took action himself, Mayin Burial King was still shocked to the core, and only the soul escaped by chance.

This is because there is no weird bronze arrow, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

But before the burial kings could figure out the situation, the mutation reappeared. In the blink of an eye, the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and thunder and lightning.

The sound of rolling thunder is enough to shake the sky.

next moment.

A giant palm that covered the sky appeared out of thin air. It was so majestic that it seemed to tear the sky apart. It was so huge that it could cover the sky and the sun, enveloping all the Burial Kings.

In the big hand that covers the sky, there is a vast darkness, no sun can be seen, only a few stars can be seen, like a universe evolving.

compare to.

The fat Burial King's slap suddenly seemed a bit unsatisfactory. It was no less than a small witch, insignificant to the extreme.

Amidst the thunderous roar, the giant palm fell down without any hesitation, and the wind roared with sand and rocks flying, and the momentum reached the extreme.

Upon seeing this, the expressions of all the Burial Kings changed greatly, and they all took action to resist the sudden attack.

For a moment, light flashed in the sky and there was a deafening roar.

However, the power in that giant palm that covers the sky is too terrifying and exaggerated.

No matter how hard a group of burial kings used their strength, they couldn't shake it at all.

"The years are passing by and time is endless, so what happens to the king? He turns into a corpse and is no different from a mortal!"

At this time, a calm and indifferent man whispered.

(End of this chapter)