Evolution From the Big Tree

Wet wood with dead wood.

This is another strange place since the aura rose.

Here, the lush and shady trees, the blue sky, and a few wispy clouds just constitute an elegant and interesting light ink landscape painting.

But under this ink-like landscape painting, the dead wood and wet forest was so quiet that even the humming of flapping wings could be heard clearly.

dead quiet

And this is the most terrifying part of the dead wood wet forest.

Wan Lai all returned to silence, and there was an indescribable panic.

What's even more heart-shattering is that hidden under this silence, is an indescribable coldness.

It is said that the supernatural first-order powerhouses have never come out of this wet forest.

However, just today.

"Tread, step, step"

Along with the fine steps, countless figures linger

These people are all dressed in white and carry a long sword on their backs.

Individuals are holding a machine gun and look serious

The White Emperor City's **** army, also known as the White Emperor Army, is the most powerful force in the White Emperor City.

The leader was the young man known as the White Emperor, Wang Hao.

"Be careful, it's still a little scary here."

Among the rare reminders, Bai Di Wang Hao's face was also serious.

For a moment, as if he had discovered something, a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Thorn

Along with the sound like cracked brocade tearing, a sword light was already drawn into the distance.

However, at this time, looking forward, you can definitely find that a broken arm has fallen from the air.

"Yuanfeng"

In the soft whisper, the white emperor looked not far away, covering the wound, the young man in white with a grim face, his pupils also shrank slightly.

Yuan Feng, a member of his White Emperor Army, is also a young man he values ​​very much

But just now, this guy suddenly swung his sword to his companion.

Its speed is so fast that even the White Emperor Wang Hao can't arrive at the first time.

In desperation, Wang could only cut off his arm.

A broken arm is better than a dead man.

However, at this time, what was shocking was that this young man named Yuan Feng was roaring in a low voice, like a beast in a desperate situation, and suddenly moved to the side.

companion jumped.

At this time, if you pay attention to his pupils, you will definitely be able to find that the pupils of this young man have lost their focus.

Instead, in the depths of the eyes, a flower slowly blooms, like a multicolored lotus that has taken all the colors of the world.

"The one who silently controlled me"

With a murmur, the White Emperor looked into the depths of the wet forest, and he was also a flicker of cold light.

Chapter three hundred and twenty-two colorful lotus (third more)

"Roar, Roar, Roar

An inexplicable roar suddenly resounded throughout the dead wood and wet forest.

Looking up, one figure after another all lost focus.

"Roar

"

With a roar, the long sword in the hands of a young man was cut off.

"click"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, blood splashed, and a scream suddenly resounded through a small half of the dead wood and wet forest.

On the other side, a strong man raised the machine gun in his hand.

"Da da da

As a gunsmith, the bullets blessed by his spiritual power are like arrows that are off the string and shoot at the crowd.

Fortunately, a young man shrouded in a white trench coat quietly appeared in front of thousands of bullets.

Holding a long sword as thin as a cicada's wings, Bai Di Wang Hao's face was icy cold.

moment,

"Sword Skill: Thousand Views."

"August 13" shouted in a low voice, and the long sword that was hanging to the ground trembled slightly.

"Cry

In the long cry like a sword whistle, countless illusory sword shadows have emerged in front of thousands of bullets.

"bang, bang, bang"

In the continuous roar, the air waves are slapped and carried away in all directions.

At this time, if one's eyes fell on the center of the battlefield, one could find that none of the bullets blessed by thousands of spiritual powers had torn apart White Emperor Hao's defense, and even he

The corners of his clothes were not lifted.

And in this calm as always, Wang Hao sighed helplessly.

Accompanied by a sword light swept across the void

Thorn

Blood like plum blossoms spilled out, and this brawny man with a machine gun was separated.

"It's a pity this is a gunsmith."

With a touch of helplessness, Wang Hao's voice is full of regret

Gunsmith!

Federation is a very precious profession, it can control the spiritual power very delicately, and it can also bless the spiritual power on the bullets to greatly enhance the power of the bullets.

It can be said that a gunsmith with equipment is enough to turn into a mobile fort, and its terrifying firepower is enough to cover most of the battlefield.

However, it was such a precious firearms engineer that he was struck by his sword.

I have to say, I'm really sorry.

"Ugh,,"

With a sigh, Wang looked back at the entire battlefield

However, it has been discovered that the entire team has been reduced by half, and there are several controlled companions, just like beasts, constantly roaring.

Shaking his head bitterly, Wang Hao raised his long sword and said softly:

"retreat."

"Yes, the mayor"

Among the unanimous responses, dozens of blood-stained people have already retreated.

And not long after, an entrance to the Wetwood Forest.

Countless people, looking at the people who went in one by one, all retreated in embarrassment in less than half an hour, the white figures covered in blood all gasped.

"The White Emperor's men have actually been defeated?"

"What a joke, it's only half an hour"

"Fake it, I can last for several days in the most terrifying foggy mountain, but Baidi, who is much stronger than me, can only last for half an hour in this dead wood and wet forest.

Dao said, this dead wood and wet forest is more terrifying than the misty mountains?"

In the exclamation, countless people's faces changed slightly.

Obviously, the defeat of Baidicheng's troops was a big shock to them.

At this time, the leader of the White Emperor, suddenly glanced at these people who were surrounded by the dead wood and wet forest, and raised his hand, reminding:

"This withered wood and wet forest is very strange, it can confuse people's minds, if their minds are not strong, please retreat as much as possible."

When the words fell, Emperor Bai returned to a tent with his men and horses, and for the time being, he was rectified.

"Confused?"

With a surprise, countless people were stunned.

Could it be that this withered and wet forest is more terrifying than the misty mountains?

With suspicion in their hearts, the extraordinary people watching the show all looked at each other in dismay.

And for a moment, like disdain, a sneer sounded in the crowd:

"Then, a person as determined as I am, isn't it like walking on the ground?"

It's like bewitching, and it's like watching the fun without taking it too seriously

But everyone who heard this sentence was slightly shocked.

Yes, my heart is so firm, isn't it?

As if thinking of something, countless people looked at the dead wood and wet forest with a touch of emotion.

And at this moment, in the tent of Baidi

A guard has already reminded:

"City Lord, countless people flock to the misty mountain without listening to your advice."

"Ugh"

With a sigh, Bai Dihao shook his head helplessly.

This is human nature.

always self righteous

However, he has already done what should be done, so why should he force it?

If it was before, he might still stop it.

But after that incident, he has truly transformed.

Now, the sword is everything to him.

Just like the last words left by the mysterious teacher in his mind when he completely disappeared: ㄦ, you have a kind heart, but in this great era, you can only live for yourself

, This time, because of your kind thoughts, you almost died. Next time, don't do this again.

"Remember, your life and death are small, but the inheritance of my White Emperor Sword Sect is absolutely unbreakable, I live for the sword, and die for the sword.

"After tens of thousands of years, my White Emperor Sword Sect has finally found a ray of vitality and must not be cut off."

Recalling what his teacher said again and again, Wang Hao also tightened the rusty long sword in his hand.

"Life and death are small, inheritance is big."

"Now I don't just live for myself."

In the murmur, Wang Hao's eyes were already looking out of the tent.

In a trance, the line of sight passed through the tent and saw the figures pouring into the dead wood and wet forest one by one.

However, this time, Wang Ye's eyes were all calm.

In the faint, there is a wisp of indifference