A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Germination is the most critical stage of plant growth.

Although the heart of the tree is not a seed. But the principles won't differ much.

From being unresponsive to taking root and sprouting, a huge amount of spiritual fluid was consumed. But once it starts to branch out, it will usher in a big explosion after a very short period of accumulation.

This spiritual liquid is not enough to make the tree heart grow into a building tree. But it was enough to disturb the generals.

Every step the general takes will break countless roots.

As if stuck in a quagmire.

Jiang Yu held a meteorite iron stick in his hand and stared at the general with red eyes.

If Han Baoer hadn't wrapped his tail around him, he would have rushed forward and fought for his life.

Anger and sadness can make a person forget his cowardice, but they cannot make him stronger out of thin air.

Branches sprouted from the generals' bodies.

The movements are getting slower and slower.

The slightly childish face is covered with light green veins.

Jiang Yu was more than ten steps away from it and could feel its desire for spiritual liquid.

In other words... it's the desire of the tree heart.

"Still want it? Okay, then I'll give it to you!"

The general took a step forward, and Jiang Yu took a step back. His hands were constantly pouring spiritual liquid.

He wished he could cut his generals into pieces.

But it's unfortunate.

Only the spirit liquid has an effect on generals.

This scene also shocked several demon kings and Chi Qi and his wife.

They tried every possible means to find a way to deal with the generals, but they did not expect that this method was hidden in Jiang Yu.

The general took another three steps forward and stopped completely.

The skin cracked like bark. The hands and feet also turned into weird-shaped branches.

Everyone held their breath subconsciously.

Jiang Yu is about to complete a feat that even a saint cannot do.

The general's empty eyes suddenly regained some of their vitality. He continued to struggle: "Fusion! No! Am I wrong? No, no, no! Am I wrong?"

Its soul is incomplete. Although he was obviously anxious, his tone was surprisingly calm. It gives people an extremely awkward feeling.

Nuwa and Fuxi teamed up to seal Jian. To escape, it made a crack in the seal. He did not hesitate to divide his soul into three parts and send them out.

One of the remaining souls merged with Houqing. Use Hou Qing's hand to break the seal.

But instead of letting the soul return to the body, it took another path.

Perhaps this path is too outrageous.

Houqing and his remaining soul were killed by Nuwa. Ying Gou and another remnant soul were also sent to the land of reincarnation by Jiang Yu.

At this time, I took back the last ray of soul, and my body had another problem.

This is not Guixu.

There is neither purple gold gourd nor five-color soil.

Why does Jianmu’s tree sprout?

It didn't realize it until now. The incarnation of Pangu's skull is the most powerful when it is purest.

"No! No! Why not?"

The general struggled more and more fiercely, but the range of his movements became smaller and smaller.

Jiang Yu's eyes were cold and his teeth were chattering: "Are you immortal? Just be a tree and stay rooted here forever!"

"No, that's not right! There must be something wrong!"

The generals and ministers were buried in the vibrant green. There were roars from the swaying branches and leaves.

It's just that the cry at this time is closer to that of a wild beast.

As it struggled, its body trembled violently. The sound of wood tearing kept coming from within.

"Crack!"

The general's body suddenly collapsed.

A dog head with a single horn emerged from it.

To be precise...it's Jian's head.

It was renamed General after it merged with the heart of the tree. Now we have to separate from it.

Although Jiang Yu wanted to tear it alive, he was still stunned by the scene in front of him.

When Jian merged with the heart of the tree, Jianmu had already been chopped down by the God King. The integration process went without any twists and turns.

Now the heart of the tree has sprouted. It wants to peel off the body, and every inch of skin will suffer the pain of tearing.

It was the feeling of being cut to pieces by a thousand knives.

Jiang Yu thought of Qing Ling and his eyes were fierce: "Second aunt, let me go!"

Han Baoer's tail not only did not loosen, but tightened a little: "You can't hurt it. If you get close to it at this time, it will only be used by it."

Jiang Yu couldn't break free.

Simply put away the iron rod and use various witchcraft to greet him.

Just as Han Baoer said, he can't hurt Jian.

All attacks were wiped out the moment they came into contact with Jian.

But Jiang Yu didn't care about this.

He just wants to vent his anger!

"Ah……"

Half of Huan's body has been detached. The bloody parts instantly recovered as before.

To be fair, Jian is very beautiful.

Looks a bit like a dog.

There is a single horn growing backward between the two eyes.

As sharp as a dagger.

The size is comparable to that of a small pony. With golden and smooth hair.

If an unsuspecting girl saw it for the first time, she would probably scream in excitement.

"Oh!"

Huan didn't wait until he was completely separated from Shu Xin. Breaking free with a piece of bark. Golden blood spilled all over the ground.

This may be the first time since the beginning of time that it has shed blood.

Yu staggered a few steps and turned to Jiang Yu with a resentful look: "You will die wonderfully!"

After saying that, it turned into a golden light and fled towards the distance.

The blood on the ground was quickly sucked dry by the heart of the tree. Then the branches swayed and twisted again.

Several arm-thick roots shot toward Jiang Yu like pythons.

Jiang Yu had been watering it with spiritual liquid before.

It defaults to ginger feather as fertilizer.

A huge pulling force came from Jiang Yu's waist. Pull him out of the phantom formation's envelope.

Jianmu Shuxin couldn't feel Jiang Yu's breath. Staying in place, gently swaying the branches.

"Xiaoyu, how are you?"

Araguan Ruoxue and Han Xinshuang immediately surrounded them. Check him carefully for any injuries.

Jiang Yu fell to the ground in despair. Tears mixed with blood slid down her cheeks: "Sixth Aunt is dead..."

"Hmph!" Han Baoer did not show up, but dropped a cold word: "If you die, you will die. Everyone has to die one day. Either you bury her, or cheer up now!"

These words were like a knife, piercing deeply into Jiang Yu's heart.

Jiang Yu shouted hysterically: "She is your sixth sister! Don't you have any feelings at all?"

Han Baoer ignored him.

Float away.

Except for Araguan Ruoxue and Han Xinshuang, there was no one around Jiang Yu.

Even Nu Ba and Chi Qi didn't come.

quiet!

Disturbing silence!

Jiang Yu's mind was filled with the scene of Qing Ling blocking the general for him.

That sixth aunt who was shy and submissive...

will never return.

"If I could be stronger, even if I was stronger, I wouldn't need her to help me resist attacks!" Jiang Yu was drowning in huge guilt and couldn't extricate himself.

He buried his head very low.

The dignified nine-foot man cried like a child.

The top of Mt.

Several demon kings gathered together.

The panda rarely ate anything. The whole fat face was twitching slightly: "I said, is this matter... a bit too much?"

Han Baoer's tail was rolled up into a comfortable lounge chair. Crossing Erlang's legs, he said lazily: "Cizhi Duo'er! Are you the only one who feels sorry for Yu'er? Alas, realm is only a part of strength. Mind is the foundation of everything. This opportunity is rare, let him reflect on it." "

Yuan Ling clicked his tongue and marveled: "Yu'er always does amazing things. He actually has a way to make Jian roll away. The sixth sister sacrifices to the sky, her magic power is boundless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his ears twisted in circles.

Yuan Ling screamed repeatedly: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa," I said, Sixth Sister, don't be too big or too small! Can I twist my ears casually? You can twist Lao Jiu, he has many ears!"

When Shi Ye transformed into a human form, only one head appeared. He immediately covered his ears and said in a low voice: "Sixth Sister is the elf of the Fountain of Youth. How could she be bitten to death? Yu'er looks smart, but sometimes she can be stupid!"

Han Bao'er glanced at him indifferently: "This is called caring and chaos. Lao Jiu, don't look at how many heads you have. Put together, you are not as smart as Yu'er!"

Shi Ye hates it when others talk about his intelligence.

But comparing him to Jiang Yu, he didn't feel the slightest emotion.

He scratched his fluffy hair and laughed: "Of course, I taught him."

"Pooh!"

Several demon kings all spat at him.

Yuan Ling sarcastically said: "Let's not talk about whether you are smart or not, but your face is thicker than anyone else's!"

Qing Ling's voice sounded weakly: "No, stop making trouble. Yu'er is so pitiful! When are you going to tell him the truth?"

Yuan Ling stretched his neck and glanced halfway up the mountain. He shouted loudly: "Come on, let's bet on when Yu'er can come out. Bet on big and get big, bet on small and get small!"

Han Baoer stood up and left: "Stop gambling, brother is calling us to eat. Sister-in-law has recovered and solved the problem of the general. We should celebrate."

The panda looked sideways at the mist on the mountainside and hesitated: "You really don't want to bring Yu'er with you?"

Yuan Ling dragged his arm and left: "It's not like you don't know how big brother educates a kid."

The panda curled his lips: "Oh, how pitiful the hearts of parents in the world are!"