Super Monk

The golden fist print pierced the tree wall made up of tree roots, and then blew directly on the giant tree. At this moment, a stream of black air poured out of the giant tree. The black air gathered together to stop Zhao Fugui's fist. Golden fist printed in this moment slightly, and then in the real boom on the tree trunk.

"Boom!" The huge tree shuddered fiercely, and dense cracks appeared on the trunk. The cracks extended continuously from the middle of the tree. The dense cracks extended more than ten meters from the middle of the tree to the surrounding, and then stopped. The dense cracks intertwined on the huge tree trunk, just like a cobweb.

"Bang, bang, bang!" On the huge tree, dozens of living dead people hanging on the black branches burst into flesh and mud. The huge tree seems to transfer part of Zhao Fugui's boxing power to those living dead people and use their bodies to resist the power of boxing seal.

"Why? You're not dead Zhao Fugui's fist failed. He looked at this strange giant tree which represents Asura road with some surprise and said, you know, with Zhao Fugui's current strength, that fist seems not strong just now. In fact, it's no problem to hit the strong one or two of the demigods. The strength of this giant tree is at most at the level of the demigods. I didn't expect that one fist could kill it.

The strength that these ghosts show now should be the strength that they had when they were sealed into the small six samsara array. Their strength can't continue to grow stronger with the passage of time. It must be because of the limitation of the array. Those who sealed them here must have thought of this for a long time. Otherwise, with the passage of time, if they become stronger and stronger, they will break the big formation sooner or later. Since the Taoist strongmen have the strength to seal them in the big formation, they can't think of this.

Therefore, the strength of this giant tree is probably the strength of the year when it was sealed. Zhao Fugui is in a good mood. It seems that the Taoist master was not simple. He was not only proficient in array, but also trapped a lot of semi God level ghosts after abandoning a magic treasure. I'm afraid that Taoist master's strength was also a master in China that year.

"Damned immortal disciple, even if you die, I won't die. You die for me!" The ferocious face on the black trunk howled bitterly. With its howling, the sharp branches of the dense strange trees in the dark all trembled. The branches of these strange trees made strange sounds, and then the sharp branches shot at Zhao Fugui like heavy crossbows.

The trunks of these shade trees all grow on the bones, and the whole branches are full of Yin Qi. Once the skin is pierced by these sharp branches, Yin Qi will also enter the body. If ordinary people are stabbed by this branch, they will directly die of Yin Qi. Even if they are really martial arts, they will inevitably have a serious illness. From the way Zhang long looks now, we can see that this guy is pale and has not recovered from a serious illness.

"Kendo field!" Zhao Fugui gathers a sword ball in the palm of his hand. The sword ball bursts, and a thread of sword wire gushes out, forming a semicircle in an instant, directly wrapping everyone.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" In the next moment, sharp branches like heavy crossbows smashed into Zhao Fugui's Kendo field. The branches of shady trees that could pierce through steel disintegrated soundlessly as soon as they touched Zhao Fugui's Kendo field, and they were directly stirred to pieces by sword wires.

Zheng Wen, Zhang long and another surviving true warrior have been stunned. It's like shooting from an ancient military array. I'm afraid that any one of the branches of the Yin tree that penetrates the field of Kendo can easily kill them.

"Damned Jianxiu, damned Xianmen disciples, you are all damned!" Zhao Fugui's strength seemed to evoke the unpleasant memory of the tree demon. The black face on the tree trunk howled bitterly. At this moment, the ground suddenly vibrated, and two thick roots, like giant snakes, rose directly from the ground.

The diameter of each of these two giant roots is more than two meters. The giant roots are 100 meters long and deeply embedded in the soil. Each of them has a black metallic luster, just like two iron pillars. These two giant roots must be the main roots of this giant tree. If this thing has pulled out its main roots, it must be desperate.

"Sanqing daozun, Tathagata Buddha, Jesus, God bless, bless me to leave this ghost place alive, I will reform my mind and be a good man!" Seeing this scene, Zhang long was so scared that he cried bitterly and begged all the gods and Buddhas in his mouth.

"Wu Wu!" The thick roots of the trees were fiercely smashed, and all the steel like trees along the way were directly smashed. The huge roots made a "whimper" sound in the air, and then smashed into Zhao Fugui's Kendo field.

"Boom!" It was like thunder. The ground seemed to tremble and the huge roots disappeared for a little while. However, Zhao Fugui's Kendo field was also dark and the golden Kendo field seemed to be thinner.

"Die, die for me!" When the main root was injured, the black face on the giant tree let out a howl, but then madness replaced the pain on its face. The ferocious black face let out a hysterical roar, and the two huge main roots were thrown up again and smashed at Zhao Fugui.

Maybe the tree demon regards Zhao Fugui as a Taoist master who trapped him here more than 1000 years ago. He has been trapped here for thousands of years and can't leave, or even hunt a large number of human beings. Therefore, the tree demon is basically crazy. Even if he dies with Zhao Fugui, he will kill Zhao Fugui. Unfortunately, with his strength, he doesn't die with Zhao Fugui at all I'm not qualified."Mr. Zhao?" When Zheng Wen saw that two thick roots were smashed one after another, Zhao Fugui's Kendo field had become shaky. Zheng Wen's face turned pale instantly. He looked at Zhao Fugui in horror and cried out. Now all their hopes for survival were placed on Zhao Fugui.

"Mr. Zhao, you must save us. As long as you save us, I'm willing to be a bull and a horse." Zhang long watched the huge tree root fall, his legs softened and he fell to his knees and cried.

Zhao Fugui frowned, but ignored the cowardly waste. The bright golden light in his eyes burned. Zhao Fugui stretched out his hand in the void, and a bright sword fell from the sky.

"The stars are falling!" The bright sword tears the darkness. In this dark and incomparable darkness, a nearly 100 Zhang long sword suddenly falls. The sword tears the darkness and lights up the four directions.