The scum is all over the world, and there are Shura fields everywhere

In fact, Yang Rongrong felt that she might as well be dead now.

A large amount of spiritual power was forcefully poured into her body, and her tendons and Dantian were stretched to the limit, as if her whole body was about to be torn apart, and the pain was so painful that she felt worse than death.

If her tendons and Dantian were compared to a balloon, then the balloon was stretched very thin now, as if it was about to explode in the next moment.

But what she didn't expect was that her tendons and Dantian miraculously held up.

Not only that, they were forcibly widened a bit.

Spiritual energy was still pouring into her body, and her tendons and Dantian had to be widened again and again in order to accommodate so much spiritual energy.

Yang Rongrong knew this was a good thing, but the feeling of being torn apart was too painful.

Her whole body was trembling, she opened her mouth and gasped for air. Tears flowed out unsatisfactorily, mixed with blood and dripping down.

The little yellow chicken was anxious: "Host, host, hold on! What should I do if you die?!"

It was left in this world because of the existence of the host Yang Rongrong. If she died, its existence would be meaningless.

Taotie and Pixiu tried their best but could not bite off the red threads.

They were also puzzled. Obviously these threads looked very slender, as if they could be broken by just pulling them, but even if they tried their best, they still could not break these threads.

Especially the Taotie. As an ancient ferocious beast that can devour everything in the world, there is nothing in this world that it cannot bite into pieces.

I didn't expect that these silk threads would hit iron plates.

It was angry and furious, still biting desperately.

Pixiu had stopped moving at this time. It looked up at the Demonic Tree suspended in mid-air. Since it couldn't break the Star Shifting Formation, it had no choice but to get rid of this damn Demonic Tree!

Pixiu kicked Taotie, who was still struggling with the thread.

Taotie staggered after being kicked, and bared his teeth angrily: "Why are you kicking me?!"

Pixiu pointed in the direction of the Demonic Tree and whispered: "Do you want to eat that tree?"

Taotie looked at the Demonic Tree, couldn't help but sip his saliva, and nodded honestly: "I want to eat it, but it's too big, I can't swallow it in one bite."

If it were in its heyday, it would be bigger than this Demonic Tree, and it would be able to swallow the entire Demonic Tree in just one bite.

But now its cultivation is not as good as before, and its size has shrunk a lot. Even if it wants to swallow the Demonic Tree, it is unable to do so.

Pixiu said: "There is no rule that you must only take one bite. You can take a few more bites!"

Taotie's eyes lit up and he suddenly realized: "It makes sense!"

The two big guys flapped their wings and flew towards the Demonic Tree.

The tree trunk was completely entangled with red silk threads, and Taotie couldn't find a place to put its mouth. It could only find the thickest root, open its bloody mouth and bite it hard.

It vented its frustration of biting the red silk thread on the Demonic Tree, biting it with extra force, and it just bit off a thick tree root.

But the regeneration ability of the Demonic Tree was too strong, but in the blink of an eye, it actually grew another thick root.

Pixiu has been watching the changes in the Demonic Tree.

When Taotie bit off the tree root just now, the broken part of the tree root shrank inwards, and then opened again to inhale the demonic energy, and quickly grew new roots.

This series of changes happened in the blink of an eye and disappeared quickly.

But Pixiu could still see it clearly.

When Taotie bit off the second tree root, Pixiu reached out and grabbed a red silk thread, rushed over quickly, took advantage of the moment when the broken root of the tree was shrinking inward, and used the red silk thread to pierce the broken root of the tree hard, and Tie an inextricable knot. The broken part of the tree root cannot be opened, so it cannot absorb the evil energy.

Pixiu waited for a long time, but failed to see it grow new roots, so he was sure that this method was feasible.

Next, every time Taotie bites off a tree root, Pixiu will quickly tie a knot in the broken root to prevent it from regenerating.

There are a lot of these red silk threads and they are extremely flexible, so they are best used for binding and knotting.

The Demonic Tree relies on its roots to absorb demonic energy. Now that the number of tree roots is getting smaller and smaller, the speed at which it absorbs demonic energy is also forced to slow down.

Yan Hemei noticed this and felt angry and anxious. She controlled the tree roots to attack Taotie and Pixiu.

But these two big guys have rough skin and thick flesh, and the tree roots will not hurt or itch them.

Yan Hemei and the Demon Tree were still tied tightly by those red silk threads. The threads were embedded in the trunk of the tree, almost splitting his soul, and the pain made his face look hideous.

The means he could use were very limited, and he could only watch the number of roots of the Demonic Tree decrease rapidly.

The speed of the magic energy absorbed by the Demonic Tree decreased, which meant that less spiritual power was delivered to Yang Rongrong's body.

This gave her a chance to breathe.

She regained her consciousness slightly, stretched out her hand tremblingly, pressed it on the array plate, and recited the magic formula.

The formation plate stopped running, and the red threads quickly retracted.

The formation disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yang Rongrong fell down on the sword without any strength. She had inhaled too much spiritual power in one breath, which was far beyond the limit of her body. At this time, her body felt like it was being crushed by a carriage back and forth dozens of times. There was no part of her body that was not in pain. She couldn't even move a finger. Big beads of sweat were flowing down her cheeks. Her face was frighteningly white, and she felt dizzy in front of her eyes.

Without the restraints of the red silk thread, the Demonic Tree regained its freedom.

The roots that had been lost suddenly grew back. They rushed towards Yang Rongrong without even looking at Taotie and Pixiu next to them.

All the tree roots are stretched straight, and the tips point directly at the poplars. It seems that the posture is to prick the poplars into a sieve.

Taotie and Pixiu immediately flew up to stop him.

They hit the tree roots with all their strength and knocked them apart, but three roots still broke through the obstruction of Taotie and Pixiu and rushed to Yang Rongrong's eyes.

At this time, Yang Rongrong was exhausted and her mind was buzzing. She didn't even realize that the danger was approaching, and she still sat there blankly, like a doll that had lost its soul.

At the critical moment, a person ignored by everyone flew over.

——It is the talisman refined by Yang Rongrong himself.

He stretched out his arms like an indestructible shield, desperately blocking Yang Rongrong.

Three tree roots penetrated straight through his body and finally stopped an inch away from Yang Rongrong.

Yang Rongrong's pupils dilated little by little.

The scene in front of him seemed to have been slowed down many times. Fu Ren's body gradually became transparent. He did not look back, and his eyes were always looking ahead.

She couldn't see his expression at this time, all she could see was his back.

For some reason, this scene made her feel strangely familiar.

It was as if a long time ago, there was someone who stood in front of her without hesitation like now.

The man's back perfectly overlapped with the figure in front of him.