And at the sight of Jinlong Xuanyuan Wu.

Nangong Muzheng stood up slowly, and extremely dazzling blood-colored light flashed from his body, and red branches were constantly stretching out in the blood-colored light.

An extremely strange scene.

It looked like a tree demon crawling out from the ground and covering Nangong Mu's body.

However, it was not a tree demon, but a sacred tree. The sacred tree planted by Emperor Yan himself. The vast and ancient aura was filled with sacredness.

"This Nangong Mu is not dead? Is he going to transform into a sacred tree again?" Pingyang looked at this scene, and there was also a hint of fear in Qingche's eyes.

"Yeah." Yan Xiu nodded.

Fang Zhengzhi frowned slightly. He knew that Nangong Mu could have the power to transform into a divine tree, but the aura emitted from Nangong Mu in front of him was even stronger than he had seen before.

In just two hours...

Have you become stronger again?

Is it because it has completely absorbed the energy of powerful people in the divine realm such as Tomb Star?

Fang Zhengzhi saw with his own eyes that Nangong Mu had absorbed the power of several powerful people in the divine realm, but at that time he was determined to escape and had no deep feelings.

Now, when Nangong Mu's body was covered with branches of the sacred tree again, he truly felt that the aura had become stronger.

"This thing is not easy to deal with!" Fang Zhengzhi was not afraid of Nangong Mu now, because he still had the ability to protect himself.

However, Nangong Mu's strength has improved too quickly.

It feels like a bottomless pit.

As long as you absorb the power of other people, you can become stronger again. The more you absorb, the stronger you become, and you will continue to improve and at an extremely fast speed.

A powerful enemy is not scary. What is scary is that this powerful enemy is still in the growth stage and can quickly improve its strength and continue to become stronger.

This is a bit too scary.

"It's actually the breath of Emperor Yan. Is this little baby... a descendant of Emperor Yan?!" Jinlong Xuanyuan Five Dragons stared at him. As an ancient divine beast, he participated in the ancient battlefield with the two Emperors of Yan and Huang. How could it not recognize that the powerful aura was Emperor Yan?

Yan Emperor is known as Shennong.

The strongest manifestation of this ability is naturally not planting, but life.

The powerful breath of life can allow plants to grow well, and therefore, Yan Emperor can have an absolutely close communication with plants.

And the sacred tree is the crystal that fosters the life of Emperor Yan.

A sacred tree is the beginning, blossom, fruit, absorption, and transformation of all things, just like the changes in all things between heaven and earth, from growth to death.

Emperor Yan learned the way of all things with his posture as a Shennong, and planted all the way on the land and nurtured a sacred tree with his life.

It is conceivable that this sacred tree is powerful.

"Boom!" Huge trees surged out of Nangong Mu's body, growing continuously, and then completely wrapped his body in it.

Crystal fruits grow on the top of the sacred tree.

And above the top, there was a huge blood sacrifice map constantly rotating, and light fell down and reflected on the branches of the sacred tree.

A blood-like color.

High above, straight into the sky, and stand in front of you like this.

Then, the branches of the sacred tree also moved, and blood-like branches began to swing, like sharp spears, stabbing towards the Golden Dragon Xuanyuan Wu.

"Roar!" Jinlong Xuanyuan Wu let out a dragon roar, but surprisingly did not question it. On the contrary, his expression was very solemn.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

“…”

The dragon's tail collided with the branches, making a huge roar.

Every time Jinlong Xuanyuan Wu shook his tail, he could shake the branches of dozens of sacred trees, and even break several branches.

But there are too many branches.

Countless branches pressed down on Jinlong Xuanyuan Wu frantically, just like raindrops, making Jinlong Xuanyuan Wu unable to help but take a few steps back.

Such a scene naturally made the already ready-to-go human alliance and the army of demons widen their eyes and quiet for the time being.

After all, the battle between Jinlong Xuanyuan Wu and Nangong Mu can be said to be directly related to the two sides, and who can become the final winner on the battlefield?

"Isn't this dragon not good, right? Can't even Nangong Mu beat it?" Pingyang was a little surprised, because the golden dragon Xuanyuan Wu did not seem to have the upper hand.

However, even though she was surprised, she still used her body to protect Fang Zhengzhi in front of him, giving Fang Zhengzhi the violent aura.

"Roar!" Jinlong Xuanyuan Wu seemed to hear Pingyang's voice, and dazzling light lit up in the golden dragon's eyes, and the entire dragon's body was also entangled with golden thunder.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

“…”

In an instant, Jinlong Xuanyuan Wu rushed up.

The four dragon claws kept tearing the trees that rushed towards it. A huge dragon mouth opened, and a golden dragon flame slammed on the trunk of the sacred tree.

"Boom!" The golden light flashed.

The huge sacred branch twitched directly by a ball of dragon flame, and a hole was broken, and blood like rain also gushed out from the broken trunk.

"Has it been successful?!"

"So amazing. It broke through Nangong Mu's defense and injured the tree trunk!"

"This is the first time I have seen Dragon Flame... It's so powerful, it's really a dragon..."

The Human Alliance was shocked and delighted.

But before their words were finished, the broken hole began to heal rapidly, and the dragon flame that hit the trunk of the sacred tree disappeared quickly as ice and snow melted.

Or...

It's like being absorbed by the trunk of the sacred tree.

"Hmm?" Jin Long Xuanyuan Wu was stunned, as if he couldn't believe it: "What's going on? You can even absorb my dragon flame?"

"It is the power of the Blood Sacrifice Picture, plus some other changes." Fang Zhengzhi heard the voice of Jinlong Xuanyuan Wu and also reminded him.

"Blood Sacrifice Picture? When Emperor Yan was alive, there was no such power..." Jinlong Xuanyuan Wu shook his head, and his eyes also looked at the blood-colored figure that was constantly rotating at the top of the sacred tree: "Is it that Emperor Yan specially created it later? The Blood Sacrifice Picture... It's really a good thing!"

Jinlong Xuanyuan Wu was obviously a little shocked.

It does not feel that there is anything wrong with this kind of energy-absorbing thing, nor does it feel that it is evil, because in its heart, there is only a distinction between strong and weak.

This kind of thing is very powerful.

That is worthy of appreciation.

"Hey... can you beat Nangong Mu like this? If you can't beat us, we will run away!" Pingyang looked at Jinlong Xuanyuan Wu and began to urge him.

"Run?" Jin Long Xuanyuan Wu was obviously speechless.

Its ancient divine beast, the five-clawed golden dragon Xuanyuan Wu, was once the peak powerhouse who was powerful in the ancient battlefield. He was actually questioned that he could not beat a little baby?

It's ridiculous!

"roar!"

Jinlong Xuanyuan Wu let out a dragon roar and rushed up again. The four dragon claws kept tearing the branches of the sacred trees, and they didn't even have their mouths idle anymore.

Tear and bite.

It's like crazy.

The Human Alliance and the army of demons have never seen such a spectacular scene.

A dragon kept biting a giant tree, biting the branches of the giant tree to break, biting out the blood that gushed out, and wisps of lightning wrapped around the golden dragon scales.

Too shocking.

"Wow, this dragon is still OK!" Pingyang's eyes lit up. She had always loved such crazy battles.

And at this moment, Yun Qingwu, who had been closing her eyes, finally slowly opened her eyes.

At first glance, I saw a scene in front of me.

Yun Qingwu's expression moved slightly, and then she looked at Fang Zhengzhen beside her and a mouthful of undried blood on the ground, and her eyes also turned slightly.

Soon, she guessed everything.

"Fang Zhengzhi, are you seriously injured?" Yun Qingwu spoke?

"Huh? Are you awake, a witch? You are so embarrassed to ask Fang Zhengzhi if he is seriously injured? Could it be that you are all responsible for this?" Pingyang immediately turned his head and asked when he heard Yun Qingwu's voice.

Yun Qingwu didn't say anything back to Pingyang, but just looked at Fang Zhengzhi quietly, waiting for his answer.

"Stinky witch, dead witch!" Pingyang saw Yun Qingwu ignore her and continued to curse, not at all restrained because of Yun Qingwu's attitude.

"Pingyang, it's useless to scold her. I think Fang Zhengzhi, a shameless person, probably had something ulterior motive with Yun Qingwu." At this moment, a voice also sounded not far from Pingyang.
To be continued...