Doomsday Sanctuary

Dangdang...

A series of fierce collisions sounded in the night sky. With each blow, Di Ping's body trembled, and the Dragon Swallowing Sword made a painful tremor, as if unbearable.

At this time, the branches of the ghost mist fantasy tree were actually stronger than the Dragon Swallowing Knife, and they were very heavy. Every blow seemed to be a huge steel pillar hitting the Dragon Swallowing Knife.

The powerful force passed into Di Ping's body, shaking his blood, and shaking his hands numb, almost unable to hold the Dragon Swallowing Knife.

He fought back while struggling desperately, but no matter how hard he tried, he found that the roots and stems of the ghost mist tree were harder than the branches, and the strength was even greater. His feet seemed to be welded to the ground and couldn't move at all.

However, what is even more terrifying is that the roots of the trees, like vines, entangled with his feet up, and in a short while, they entangled his thighs. This made Di Ping understand that he was entangled to death under this condition. .

With my feet tied, my strength was only reduced by three levels, and I gradually couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the attack. This is still the previous humanoid war puppet cutting off its branches by almost half, otherwise he will face more Too many branch attacks, even if you want to stop it, you can't stop it.

However, Di Ping is no longer the hairy boy at the beginning. He has experienced countless life and death trials. His mind is as hard as iron. Without the influence of the ingredients in the mist, he can calm down and quickly think about countermeasures.

He swung the Dragon Swallowing Knife like a knife wheel, forming a dense net of knives that could not leak out to block the branch attack.

Now that the iron wall is broken, the inner armor is shattered, and he has lost these two layers of defense, he can't stand a blow at all, and he doesn't dare to be careless.

Forced by the ghost mist tree, he has almost reached a desperate situation. He is ready to make the last attempt, launch the strongest blow, and break the shackles of the ghost mist tree anyway.

"Turn on the flame reinforcement... Turn on the eighteenth layer of sword strength!"

Anger flashed in Di's eyes, and the blood all over his body spurted out like a volcano. A large amount of vitality and flame power rushed into the Dragon Swallowing Knife, and the Dragon Swallowing Knife gave out an excited tremor, and it was swallowing with scarlet blades, as if The spirit snake uttered a message.

Cut it out with a knife and cut it on the branches, a strong flame erupted, making a sizzling sound, hot air waves rolled in, and the burning person's skin was hurting.

The ghost mist and fantasy trees seemed to be a little scared of the flames, and their branches retracted one after another to dodge the flames that gushing in the blade of Di Ping.

"There is hope!" Di Ping flashed a glimpse of glare, and then shouted angrily: "Big cat, come out to me and spray him to death with flames!"

He roared angrily, the big cat leaped out of the pet space, and immediately spewed a large group of flames towards the ghost mist and fantasy trees. This flame was more than twice as strong as the flames that Di Ping's swordmanship threw up, like a fire from the same head. Beastly.

The raging flames whizzed towards the ghost mist and fantasy trees.

Woo...The ghost mist magic tree gave out an angry and frightened ghost howls, shaking its branches and lashing the flames.

Bang bang bang...

The flames were scattered and splashed, falling on the ground and immediately igniting flames. The fallen leaves and dead branches on the ground were quickly ignited by the intense high temperature. The ghost mist and magic trees were even more frightened, waving their branches to extinguish the flames on the ground.

The big cat was spraying flames desperately, and Di Ping began to attack the roots of the trees on the ground. He had to break free. He had discovered that although the ghost mist and fantasy trees were afraid of flames, they were not defenseless. Its branches could draw the flames. Flying, the big cat's fire breathing is limited.

"Drive me..."

Di Ping madly attacked the root of the tree, but he couldn't cut it as if cutting on steel. Although he cut a number of holes in the root, it was not enough to cut it, as if he was using a blunt knife.

boom! Suddenly there was a muffled noise, followed by a horrible roar. The huge body of the big cat was thrown out by a few tree sticks, as if it were a small hill, breaking several big trees with a roar.

"Big cat!" Di Ping yelled anxiously, and hurriedly moved the big cat back into the pet space. The big cat might be beaten to death if he left behind.

The big cat was also injured. He didn’t have any help anymore. Xiaojin didn’t know where he was. He called a few times but didn’t respond. Di Ping was really in desperation now, and he took away the branches of the big cat. He attacked himself again.

"Spirit Storm!"

When the powerful spiritual force moved, the entire space fluctuated, as if a powerful force was distorting the space, and the powerful spiritual force suddenly rushed towards the ghost mist and fantasy tree.

Di Ping launched a spiritual storm toward the ghost fog and fantasy tree, and now he has only this way, success or failure depends on this.