The old woman had no head, so she didn't rush around like a headless fly. She still had a method to attack. She reached forward with her crutch and hit Wu Dongfang directly in the chest.
Wu Dongfang ducked sideways, and the crutch used by the old woman suddenly grew and tied him around the waist like a long snake.
Wu Dongfang lowered his head and looked down, only to see a black-purple rattan binding his arms and waist. Although he didn't know what plant it belonged to, he could indirectly infer the identity of the old woman based on the wisteria. This guy should be It's a wood monster.
The cane was immediately tightened after being wrapped around it. At the same time, the headless old woman raised her left hand. As she raised her hand, the five fingers of her left hand gathered together quickly. In an instant, it turned into an extremely sharp wooden thorn, piercing Wu Dong's front door. It is obvious that he wants to retaliate in kind.
At this time, Wu Dongfang was still holding the old woman's head in his hand. The head was rapidly changing after being separated from the body, turning into a black and purple branch.
Wu Dongfang tilted his head to avoid the wood thorns that were stabbing him. His thoughts flashed and he spurted out scorching flames from outside his body. With the flames, the wrapped rattan immediately shrank back. Wu Dongfang took the opportunity to kick up and smash the headless body. Kicked away.
When the old woman was flying upside down, Wu Dongfang took the time to look back to the southeast. The four Wulong brothers might have suffered a loss in the air battle. At this time, the four brothers had already returned to the island to get rid of Xin Tong's swift and strange red flame dance.
After being down to earth, Xun Shuang withstood most of the pressure. The four Wulong brothers quickly attacked, trying to take her down first, and then deal with Xin Tong, but they underestimated Xin Tong. Although Xin Tong was young, his spiritual energy was not strong enough. But he was not low. He saw the opportunity from the outside and swung his whip around the neck of Huang Zhong, the second brother. Seeing that his brother was being attacked, the third emperor's uncle drew back his sword and slashed with the fire dragon whip.
Xin Tong did not take back the Fire Dragon Whip, but took a bow and raised his hand to tighten the Fire Dragon Whip. At the same time, he activated his inner fire, causing the Fire Dragon Whip to emit a red flame that was several inches long.
Since he still had an opponent to deal with, Wu Dong conveniently withdrew his gaze and did not continue to watch the battle. He could predict what would happen next. Although the long sword used by the emperor's uncle was very sharp, it kept cutting down the fire dragon whip made of meteorite iron. With one strike of the sword, the powerful fire dragon whip would directly cut Huang Zhong's neck.
When she turned back, the old woman had already landed with a bang. After landing, she quickly climbed up. She stretched her hands forward at the same time, and her ten fingers turned into ten thick canes and wrapped around Wu Dongfang again.
"Still want to be burned?" Wu Dongfang kicked the branch that had changed on the old woman's head off the cliff, and then spurted a rootless flame from the palm of his right hand.
As soon as the flames came out, the rapidly extending vines were immediately afraid of moving forward. At the same time, there were continuous shouts and roars from the southeast. Without looking back, it was known that Huang Zhong, the second son of the Wulong clan, had died in the battle.
"That's all you have?" Wu Dongfang looked at the headless old woman with disdain.
The old woman retracted the cane transformed from her ten fingers and quickly retreated. When she reached the wide and flat area, her body trembled slightly. As her body trembled, her body underwent strange changes and gradually revealed its original shape. It was a tree that was more than ten feet tall and as thick as The three-armed black strange tree is different from ordinary trees. This strange tree has branches and no leaves. There are many broken pieces of cloth hanging on the bare branches. If you look carefully, you can see that there are many broken linen clothes and pants. Most of the fragments have been The faded and unfaded pieces of cloth are mainly black and yellow, and are believed to be the shrouds worn by the dead when they were buried.
After the strange tree showed its original shape, the surroundings were immediately shrouded in a strong aura of death. This aura of death was no stranger to him. He had been to the underworld before, and the aura emitted by the strange tree belonged there.
Just after confirming that the aura emitted by the strange tree belongs to the underworld, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the scenery also changed dramatically. The things on both sides of the river bank disappeared and were replaced by a gloomy stone building. This building seemed to be abandoned. For a long time, the surrounding area was covered with big trees and weeds. The stone building might be an ancient altar. A dozen men in ancient costumes walked towards the stone building in the north from the road that had been occupied by big trees and weeds. Several people at the front and end of the line had their faces painted, and they sang and danced while walking.
The five men walking in the middle were all holding things in their hands, a cow, a sheep, a pig, a horse and a person. It was a little boy of only four or five years old, who kept crying while walking.
At this time, the straight-line distance between him and the group of people was only more than ten meters. He could see their subtle movements, but he could not hear any sounds. He judged that the little boy was crying because he kept sobbing while walking.
Sensing a change in the scenery, Wu Dongfang immediately understood that he might be hallucinating. The scene in front of him should be a sacrificial scene. This scene may have really happened, but it definitely did not happen today, let alone here. .
Realizing that he had hallucinated, Wu Dongfang concentrated his efforts and tried to regain his consciousness. However, after trying hard, he found that the hallucinations around him had not disappeared. The group of men heading to the altar were still singing and dancing as they walked towards the northern altar. The tree will go straight through it. This is an obvious illusion. It is a manifestation of the untransformed state of the caster's cultivation. Logically speaking, he will not be affected by this inferior illusion, let alone be unable to get rid of this illusion. .
After trying to no avail, Wu Dongfang hurriedly activated his spiritual energy and cast the Immortal Golden Body. The enemy was most likely to attack while he was hallucinating.
As soon as the protective aura came out, Wu Dongfang felt much more at ease. He moved his heart and his energy as he pleased. He shot out a meteorite arrow from the quiver on his back. He bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot an arrow at the location of the tree demon.
The arrow left the string and disappeared instantly. No sound was heard, and no one saw where the arrow went.
When the first try didn't work, Wu Dongfang frowned secretly and reached out to grab a big tree beside him. The feeling when he touched it was the same as touching a real big tree. He bent his fingers to grab a handful of sawdust and sniffed it, smelling of real wood.
Wu Dongfang became nervous and had problems with his sense of sight, touch and smell, which meant that he was deeply trapped in the illusion and something was not good.
While he was trying to get rid of the hallucination, the group of people kept moving forward, and he was led forward involuntarily. In fact, he did not move at all, but the surrounding scenery was changing. The distance between him and the group of people The distance between them is always maintained at a fixed distance of more than ten meters.
At this time, the group of people was only a hundred meters away from the entrance of the altar. He could see the animal-head-shaped entrance of the altar. On the left side of the entrance, there was a tree. The shape of this tree was very similar to the original form of the tree demon, but Not that tall.
Wu Dongfang was really anxious. He didn't expect that the tree demon had such a weird magic that could pull him into the illusion. He couldn't even tell whether it was his own hallucination or the tree demon really created the illusion. Sure, but he is certain of one thing, that is, he must get rid of the illusion or regain his consciousness as soon as possible. Whether in the illusion or in the hallucination, the longer you stay, the harder it will be to get rid of it.
Thinking of this, Wu Dongfang bit some of the sawdust in his hand and found that the sawdust was bitter.
The human body has five senses. Now there are problems with taste, vision, touch, and smell. The only thing in the illusion that is inconsistent with the illusion is hearing. He can't hear the voices and chants of the group of people, nor can he hear the crying of the children. Sound, this is the caster's loophole in casting spells, and it is also his only sense that is not completely blinded.
Sound, sound, making a huge noise may be able to get rid of the illusion. With this in mind, Wu Dongfang put the Sunset Bow on his back, pinched the formula, and used the Yamu Dragon Ting.
Qinglong appeared and roared. This time he finally heard a faint sound, as if Yagi Long Ting came from a hundred miles away. The moment he heard the sound, he smelled the breath of the river, which was a smell that only existed in the real world.
"Ah!" Wu Dongfang seized the opportunity and roared with anger. As the roar came out, the surrounding scene began to change, and the purple-black giant tree transformed by the tree demon gradually appeared.
Just before the illusion completely disappeared, the group of people heading to the altar seemed to hear something and turned around to look back. The little boy also turned his head. With a startled glance, he saw the little boy's appearance and felt vaguely familiar. , I wanted to take a closer look, but the illusion had completely disappeared.
After finally getting rid of the influence of the tree demon, Wu Dongfang no longer dared to be careless. He rushed forward and hugged the tree trunk, igniting flames and burning wildly.
He didn't dabble too much in fire magic. This method was derived from the red flame fire dance. It was driven by Taixuan spiritual energy and the fire was so high that the tree demon was in pain. He shook his body and transformed into a human. He wanted to escape into the woods. Naturally, he would not let the other party escape, so he darted forward and hugged the headless old woman transformed from the tree demon from behind, and continued to increase the heat.
This tree demon was not a member of the gods. It could not withstand the high temperature of the flames and the strong yang energy brought by the flames. It let out a shrill scream and made several changes to try to break free from his grasp. Wu Dongfang's tarsal bones pressed against his body. He didn't give his opponent any chance to breathe, and he didn't feel relieved until the giant tree transformed by the old woman was completely ignited.
Looking back at the southeastern island, I found that there was no one on the island. Looking around anxiously, I saw Yinglong chasing a human-shaped flame in the sky a hundred miles away from the south. There were three people standing on the dragon's back, seemingly. The boss, Uncle Huang, and the youngest, Huang Shao, are undoubtedly facing Xun Shuang in close combat.
Seeing this, Wu Dongfang immediately raised his energy and took to the air. At the same time, he recited a spell to retrieve the meteorite arrow he had shot earlier. He had clearly shot it in the west direction, but the arrow flew back from the east. , which shows that not only did he lose multiple senses before, he also lost his sense of direction.
Although he almost killed the tree demon without any danger, Wu Dongfang was still frightened. His successive victories made him underestimate the enemy. He was not in a hurry to kill the tree demon before, which gave the opponent time to use his magic. Fortunately, the tree demon was killed. The middle-aged man and the woman with the bronze mirror suddenly attacked and killed each other. If they were allowed to use their special skills, it was not certain who would be the winner.
You should take this as a warning. When you encounter an opponent in the future, you cannot wait and kill with one strike. It is best not to give the opponent a chance to do something.
Xin Tong seemed to be deliberately leading Ying Long downstream. At this time, the distance between the two sides had been extended to more than 200 miles. Fortunately, Xin Tong's movement was mysterious, rising and falling suddenly, making it difficult for Ying Long to catch him. So far, the two People still have the upper hand.
After chasing for dozens of miles, Wu Dongfang suddenly discovered a black spot in the night sky in the east. As the distance approached, he could vaguely see that it was a young man running fast in the wind. Due to the unclear light, the two sides The distance between them is far, so the detailed appearance of this person cannot be seen, but it can be judged from the movement trajectory of this person that his moving direction is the same as him, which is Yinglong a hundred miles away in the south.
One went from east to west, the other from south to north. As the distance approached, Wu Dongfang saw the appearance of this man clearly. He was a young man in his twenties, slender and handsome, perhaps. Due to the moonlight, the man's hair appears to be white.
There was no cover in the air. While Wu Dongfang was looking at the other party, the other party also noticed him. After a brief look at each other, the two frowned at the same time. They both saw the bow and arrow the other party carried behind him, and also noticed the style and style of the bow and arrow the other party carried. Ordinary bows and arrows are different...