Perfect World

unstoppable!

The emerald green wicker exudes green clouds and looks extremely soft, but when it actually rushes forward, it is harder than the magical iron. With a "pop" sound, the flying dragon is nailed in the air, and wisps of blood flow along the green and shining tender branches. The strips are dripping, strange and mysterious.

The flying dragon could no longer make a sound, and the scales all over its body lost their luster in an instant. It was extremely frightened, its energy and energy were disappearing rapidly, and its whole body was trembling.

"What happened, Uncle Jiao!" Jiao Peng, who was riding on the fierce dragon, shouted, feeling terrified in his heart.

This is a terrifying picture. This dragon can be as thick as a water tank and tens of meters long. It is covered in scales and has a pair of huge wings. It is majestic and powerful, but it is nailed in mid-air by a slender willow branch. , unable to move, very weird!

"How could this happen?!" Zhu Qiang exclaimed.

Is this a spiritual sacrifice belonging to a mountain village? How could it be so terrifying? Just one blow penetrated the body of such a powerful beast.

"Quickly, save it!" Jiao Cang, a middle-aged man from Luofu Daze, shouted loudly.

More than a dozen figures appeared in the forest, rushing towards them at high speed, their palms glowing with runes flashing. For a moment, the beam of light reached the sky and enveloped the village. Together, these people attacked Liu Mu.

The Lei Clan, Zishan Clan, Golden Wolf Tribe, etc. all felt shocked. On the surface, only a few people came to Luofu Daze, but secretly there was a group of people following them, and they were well prepared.

However, everything was too late. In just a moment, the thick flying dragon in the sky had lost sight of its eyes. Its shining scales seemed to have experienced tens of thousands of years and began to crack. The whole body aged rapidly and finally fell into pieces. , fell down.

This kind of change was so terrible. A flying dragon that was extremely powerful and powerful, comparable to all the powerful ones present, just died in the dust, as if it had died of old age!

Jiao Peng was frightened and fell to the ground. He was really frightened. How powerful was this sacrificial spirit? He rolled and crawled away, without any trace of arrogance anymore. His face turned pale with fear and his whole body was trembling.

There is a drop of gray liquid on the green twigs, rolling gently, exuding a burst of vitality. This is extracted from the flying dragon's body and absorbed by it.

All of this happened among the electric flint flowers. From the flying dragon being pierced, to quickly breaking apart, and then falling to the ground, it was all completed in an instant.

And a dozen strong men who jumped out from the primitive mountain forest also rushed over. All kinds of lights were flying, runes were all over the sky, there were phantoms of ancient birds, and there were ferocious beasts in the shape of them. They were surrounded by dazzling light, and they rushed towards the scorched black people. willow.

"call out!"

The willow branches spread and turned into a green chain, drawing a beautiful trajectory in the air. It looked light and crystal clear, but the terrible consequences it caused were terrifying!

"puff"

The willow branch swung past and cut off an expert at the waist. It looked weak, but it was like a magic sword, cutting people off directly and causing blood to spurt out.

"That's?!" Everyone was shocked.

This is just the beginning. All the masters who rush forward are within the scope of its shining green light.

The willow branches swayed and fluttered with the wind, and the green clouds bloomed one after another across the sky. It was like a divine whip or a fairy sword, cutting one master after another into two pieces, or directly splitting them into two. piece.

This kind of attack is so terrifying. It is obviously a wicker stick, but the damage caused is equivalent to a sharp weapon flying across the sky, killing all enemies!

"Puff", "puff"...

Blood flowers splashed, making endless sounds, wicker branches were swayed lightly, and pieces of corpses fell to the ground, or were cut off, or split into two pieces, and blood flowers bloomed one after another.

The sunset reflected the red sky, giving the entire village a golden glow. Under this sunset, a twig swayed on a charred willow tree, crystal clear and indescribably beautiful. On the ground, there were corpses, stained with blood. This picture came into the mind of every strong man and made them unforgettable for the rest of their lives.

It was so simple. A group of masters from Luofu Daze were all killed in one breath, without any suspense. The group of strong men watched with chills and coldness all over their bodies.

"ah……"

Jiao Peng screamed, he was frightened, several corpses fell on him, blood spurted all over his head and face, he crawled and rolled, and ran back crying.

Jiao Cang, a middle-aged man from Luofu Daze, had a snow-white face with no trace of blood. He broke out in a cold sweat, and a great fear enveloped his heart.

What kind of powerful sacrificial spirit is this? !

All the powerful people who were calm and composed just now were stunned. Just a moment ago, they had looked down upon Shi Cun and ignored him at all. They wanted to dispose of the Suan Ni treasure bones and distribute the three baby birds by themselves, but now they were all frightened. .

Shi Feijiao and a group of simple men, as well as the group of children, as well as the women and old people who came after hearing the news, were all dumbfounded and stared at all this, unable to believe it!

This is so shocking. A willow branch cuts off the world and kills all the heroes. It makes people tremble.

For decades, Yanagi had never communicated with the villagers and had no abnormal behavior. But now it has caused such shocking results, which makes people feel unreal.

Perhaps, only the secluded clan leader and a few one or two people would not be surprised, because decades ago, they saw a more terrifying scene on that rainy night with heavy rain, lightning and thunder.

"Wow..." Jiao Peng finally crawled out of the pile of dead people, fled to Jiao Cang, hugged his legs, cried and shouted, he was too frightened.

It was not until this moment that the calm was broken. Zhu Qiang slowly came back to his senses from the shock. With awe and fear, he did not dare to look directly at the willow tree.

Jiao Cang, the strong man in Luofu Daze, felt unwilling and even more afraid. He stood at the edge of the village and said, "Powerful sacrificial spirit, please forgive my ignorance and offense..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the breeze blew by, and the willow branches swayed, bringing up a mist that fell down. With a pop, the willow branches penetrated his right arm.

"ah……"

A scream came, and Jiao Cang struggled with all his strength to no avail. The divine light in his body was rapidly drained. His arm was drying up, and then cracked. It broke like a rotten tree with a "pop" and fell down.

Jiao Peng howled miserably. He was below, holding Jiao Cang's legs, when he was hit by the cracked and withered arm. When he saw the crystal branches above his head, he rolled his eyes, was so frightened that he fainted.

Jiao Cang smiled miserably, not only had he lost an arm, but his cultivation was also half-impaired. He was on the verge of collapse, and his heart was extremely bitter. Just a moment ago, he was still aloof, looking down at the villagers, taking life and death, all in a single thought. Unexpectedly, he would be eliminated in just a moment and become a useless person.

Two other slightly older teenagers from Luofu Daze stepped forward and supported Jiao Cang. The hands of these two geniuses were shaking and their hearts were trembling. What they had just seen was forever engraved in their hearts and would be indelible in this life.

Zhu Qiang was as silent as a cicada, with a great fear in his heart. This sacrificial spirit was so terrifying that it chilled the bones of his body.

The people of the Golden Wolf Tribe, the Lei Tribe, and the Zishan Family were all frightened. Just now they were discussing how to deal with Shicun, and they also wanted to seize the Suanni treasure bones. Now this scene makes them hairy.

Everyone regretted it to death. If they had known that this willow tree was so amazing, they would not have come here and said a word even if it was a gift to them.

"Hey, aren't you trying to steal our precious bones? Come and get them." A group of children were very angry. After their emotions stabilized, they all had a fit.

"Golden Wolf Tribe, Luofu Daze, Lei Clan, and Zishan Family, weren't you just above us and completely ignoring us? Why are your faces pale now?" Er Meng said blankly.

"Also, didn't some powerful men from some tribes say they wanted to bloodbath our Stone Village just now?" Sniffle Kid also clenched his little fists and settled old scores.

When a group of strong men heard this, they were all excited, their scalps were on fire, and they quickly looked at the willow tree, fearing that it would show its power again.

"Little brother, those are all jokes, don't take them seriously, don't worry about them in your heart."

A group of strong men were sweating coldly. How noble their status was. How could they care about these villagers in daily life? They were respected wherever they went. How could these villagers and mountain people dare to disobey? But now, they have to bite the bullet and apologize to the villagers.

"Brother, do you think this misunderstanding can be resolved? We will be richly rewarded in the future." The leader of the Golden Wolf Tribe said, looking at the strong men such as Stone Forest Tiger.

Chi!

A flash of green clouds flashed, the willow tree was moving, and the branch fell quickly, piercing one of his shoulders. The blood in half of his body was immediately drained, and one arm cracked and fell off. This body was half-wasted, with the same symptoms as Jiao Cang.

Then, the willow branch moved quickly, like a divine spear, and penetrated seven or eight strong men one after another. They either said they wanted to bloodbath the stone village, or they had issued threats, but now all of them had a lot of life essence taken away by the twig.

"Let's go." Shi Linhu said.

A group of strong men trembled. The willow tree was too terrifying and they couldn't fight against it. Unless they reported to the clan leader and came in person, the strong men would simply die here.

A group of people rushed out of the stone village. The leader of the Golden Wolf Tribe, Jiao Cang from Luofu Daze, smiled sadly. The uncle of the Purple Mountain Marquis and the old servant of the Lei Tribe said nothing. This time they were completely defeated.

Only the people from Yuntian Palace were still calm, because they had nothing to lose. The old man led the two beautiful little girls, narrowed his eyes, and said nothing. The two little girls blinked their big eyes and looked at Shi Cun, wanting to speak very much, but he stopped them.

The sunset has long since disappeared, and the sky has turned dark. Looking from a distance, a willow tree in Shicun is emitting a hazy halo, covering the entire village.

"We have a population of tens of millions and the tribal territory is vast, but it treats us like this. Aren't we afraid of disaster?" Someone more than a mile away from Shicun was indignant.

"You must report it to the clan leader and go out to the mountain in person. Not to mention other things, the Suan Ni treasure bones and this sacrificial spirit cannot be missed!" Someone said fiercely.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, even though they were so far apart, the sacrificial spirit sensed it, and a bright green wicker with glow spread over a mile and was drawn over.

"Puff", "puff"...

Anyone who was ruthless had their bodies cut off, as if they had been slashed across the air by the sharpest magic knife, separating their upper and lower bodies, causing blood to spurt out.

The leaders of each tribe were also traumatized. The old servant of the Lei Clan and the uncle of the Zishan Marquis both lost one of their palms, which was broken off at the wrist, and were given a warning.

The scalps of all the powerful men were numb, and they no longer dared to say a word. They fled all night, and they all took out their precious weapons, which were shining brightly, and rushed deep into the primitive mountains and forests close to the ground.