In the center of the formation, Changfeng Priest was bathed in blazing fire.
The fire of life is not heroic, but in the eyes of the few hundred remaining Changlin tribesmen, it is like a bright light breaking through the dark night.
The majestic power obtained by the priest burning the fire of life crazily poured into the magic circle, and the surging vines became thicker and stronger, faintly flowing with a bluish-white luster, like a psychic python.
In the moment of Huoyun, the situation of the five Danjie elders suddenly became critical.
They found that the all-conquering Earth Dragon Fire had little effect now, and the natal magic weapon could not directly cut off the incoming vines.
Soon, as they were retreating steadily, they were separated by vines and began to compress their movement space one by one. Eventually, the vines wrapped around each of them, and the majestic suction force grabbed their mana and life essence, making it difficult for them to use all their strength.
Move half a minute.
Zhong Erle shouted anxiously: "Mother-in-law!"
But the next moment, his mouth was tightly covered by vines.
Suddenly, he felt that the essence of his body was being absorbed by the vines, and small white flowers slowly bloomed on the green vines.
Zhong Erle's eyes widened, but he couldn't break free from this tough vine.
"Oops..."
At this time, all the Huoyun Momo monks on the scene were tightly entangled by the vines. Everyone's mana and essence were quickly extracted by the vines, transported underground through the formation, flowed through the complex root network, and were transported to the scattered places.
Sacred trees in various places in Nandou Forest.
Seeing this scene, Priest Changfeng, who was in the raging fire, calmly closed his eyes.
The last flame dissipated from his body, and Priest Xigu wanted to reach out to touch it, but a breeze blew, and Priest Changfeng's body turned into a ball of ashes and floated away in the wind.
She raised her head and looked at Monk Huoyun Momo, who was about to be drained of his life essence by the formation, but she couldn't feel a trace of joy of victory in her heart. Priest Xiko murmured to himself: "Did you win..."
Su Wan'er held her hand and knew exactly how she felt now.
For this victory, too many compatriots from the Changlin tribe sacrificed their lives.
However, a deafening loud noise suddenly exploded in the sky, completely awakening all the Changlin tribesmen from the memory of their deceased compatriots.
Click!
A streak of red to white fire fell from the sky.
puff!
All the Changlin clan members in the formation spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Su Wan'er panted heavily, pressing her chest with blood boiling, and looked up.
Countless dancing vines were reduced to ashes under a burst of red flames.
Amidst the flying red ashes, she saw a human monk in white clothes standing above the forest.
He looked at all the Changlin tribesmen below with cold eyes, as if looking at a group of stubborn ants.
The united will of the Changlin people and the heroic dedication of the Changlin people only reflected in his eyes the pity of futility.
It seems to be saying: Look, what are you insisting on?
This look infuriated Su Wan'er, and she couldn't help but pick up her long bow, open her bow and nock an arrow, aiming at the man in white above.
However, the man in white only had disdain and indifference in his eyes.
He put his two fingers together and waved his hand, and a red and white fire dragon that lit up the night roared down.
boom!
Huge waves of fire spread across the Nandou Forest, and bright fireballs can be seen from any corner of the Nandou Forest.
The raging heat wave spread out, directly evaporating all the plants within a radius of twenty miles, turning everything in sight into a piece of scorched earth.
The vines that bound the cultivator Huoyun Momo were instantly burned out, and all the trapped disciples and elders were rescued.
They looked up at the man in white clothes flying high in the sky, their faces filled with the joy of victory. They all knelt down and shouted: "See the Supreme Leader!"
The Changlin tribe didn't feel so comfortable. Just now, the fire dragon smashed down and penetrated directly through the formation. All the Changlin tribe members were seriously burned by this terrible force, and the formation was on the verge of collapse.
They heard the Huo Yun Mo monks shouting for the master in unison, and everyone's face was ashen. The man in white had always been their Changlin tribe's deepest nightmare.
"Song Jinglun!"
Priest Xiko suppressed the surge of blood and gritted his teeth as he yelled out his name.
Song Jinglun said calmly: "You guys disperse."
"yes!"
In an instant, all the Huoyunjia monks scattered, leaving only Song Jinglun alone to face the blue light formation composed of hundreds of Changlin tribesmen.
But Song Jinglun remained calm and calm, his fingertips flashed with dazzling white light, which was the extremely compressed source of earth, dragon and fire.
Then he continued to wave his hand lightly, and the white light on his fingertips once again summoned a red and white fire dragon, roaring down.
Priest Xigu's pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted desperately: "Changlin tribe members! Maintain the magic circle with all your strength!"
boom!
The fire dragon hit the green light magic circle again, all the Changlin tribe members were shocked and injured, and the magic circle was once again crumbling.
Song Jinglun said coldly: "That's all."
Then, he waved his hands continuously, as if he was conducting a piece of music.
In an instant, more than a dozen fire dragons circled around him and jumped down.
Priest Xiko's pupils flashed with a look of despair, which turned into an extremely angry fighting spirit. Her chest rose and fell violently. Suddenly, a ray of fire ignited from under her feet. She stepped forward and shouted: "The Changlin tribe can
Defeat, but never surrender! Live forever! The forest will never be destroyed!"
Whoa whoosh!
Hundreds of fires of life ignited in the magic circle.
Seeing this scene, Zhuo Chun and several Changlin tribesmen who had already taken refuge in Huoyunshi were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They did not dare to ignite their own fires of life and fled the circle in a panic.
However, the next moment, more than a dozen fire dragons came to kill them.
Following an explosion, as soon as the Changlin tribesmen headed by Zhuo Chun stepped out of the formation, they were instantly hit by the fierce earth dragon fire, leaving no trace of their bodies.
boom!
Fireballs hundreds of feet high rose from the scorched earth.
When the fireball dissipated, Song Changyi frowned and found that the Changlin clan's magic circle had still not been defeated, and the magic circle stretched out vines all over the sky and rushed towards him. In one breath, Song Changyi was sealed in a dense
of vines.
Song Changyi looked at the Changlin clan members below through the gradually disappearing gap between the vines, and sighed: "I'm looking down on you. There are only two monks in the early stage of forming pills who can achieve this level. But you are still alive, right?"
I am very important, and I will not allow you to die first like this."
"If that's the case, then I, Song Jinglun, should fight with all my strength!"
He took a deep breath and remained calm amid the gradually tightening vines.
Suddenly, a long sword decorated with red gold, blood gold and green gold appeared in front of Song Jinglun. He held the long sword and his eyebrows bloomed with golden light.
This area was originally an area filled with ancient trees. Now all the vegetation on the ground has disappeared, and there are countless thick green vines entangled in the sky. However, in just an instant, the dazzling red light seemed like countless sharp swords coming from the dense vines.
Break out in the middle.
What followed was a severe heat wave.
Heat waves came one after another, and the vines all over the sky were instantly burned to ashes.
Song Jinglun stood in the raging earth dragon fire, just like the sun rising in the dark night, lighting up a small half of the Nandou Forest.