"Hurry up, save it!" Jiao Cang, a middle-aged man from Luofu Daze, shouted loudly.

More than a dozen figures appeared in the forest, rushing towards them at a rapid speed, glowing in the palm of their palms, and runes flashed. For a moment, the beam of light spreads through the sky, covering the head of the village. These people attack and kill Liu Mu together.

The Thunder Clan, Zishan Family, Jinlang Tribe and others all felt a stern. On the surface, there were only a few people coming to Luofu Daze, but there was a group of people following him in the secret, ready.

However, it was too late. In just a moment, the thick flying dragon in the sky had lost its eyes. The shining scales seemed to have gone through ten thousand years and began to collapse. The whole body quickly aged, and finally broke into pieces and fell down.

This kind of change is so terrible. A flying dragon with great power and comparable to the powerful people present is just like the dust, as if he is dying of old age!

There is a drop of gray liquid on the green branches, which rolls gently, exudes a vibrant vitality. This is extracted from Feijiao's body and is absorbed by it.

All this happened among the flash flowers, from the flying dragon being pierced through, to the rapid splitting, and then to falling to the ground, it was all done in an instant.

More than a dozen strong men who jumped out of the primitive mountains and forests rushed over, and all kinds of lights were flying, runes were everywhere, with phantoms of ancient birds and ferocious beasts transformed into shapes, surrounding dazzling light, rushing towards the charred willow tree.

"call out!"

The willow branches spread and turned into a green chain, passing a beautiful track in the air. It looks light and crystal clear, but the terrible consequences are terrifying!

"puff"

The willow branches swung past and cut a master in half. It seemed weak, but it was comparable to a magic knife, which directly cut off the person and blood gushed.

"That's it?!" Everyone was shocked.

This is the beginning, and all the masters who rushed to the front were within the range of his bright green light.

The willow branches sway and swell with the wind. The green clouds bloom one after another, crossing the sky. They are like divine whips and fairy swords, cutting one master after another into two pieces, or directly splitting them into two pieces.

This kind of attack is so terrible. It is obviously a willow branch, but the lethality it causes is equivalent to a sharp weapon that cuts all enemies!

"Puff", "Puff"...

Blood splashed and the sound continued. Willow branches swung lightly, and pieces of corpses fell to the ground, either cut off or split into two pieces, and blood flowers bloomed one after another.

The sunset reflects the red sky, dyeing the entire village a layer of golden brilliance. Under the sunset, a tender branch sways on a charred willow tree, crystal clear and indescribable beauty. On the ground, there are corpses with blood stains. This picture is reflected in the minds of every strong man and will be unforgettable for them.

It's so simple. A group of masters from Luofu Daze were killed in one breath. There was no suspense. I saw a group of strong men.

Jiao Cang's face was snow-white, and there was no blood. He was sweating all over, and a huge fear enveloped his heart.

What a powerful spirit sacrifice?!

Zhu Qiang, who was calm just now, was stunned. Just a moment ago, they were still contemptuous of Shicun and ignored him. As if no one was around, they wanted to deal with the scattered bones and allocate three young birds on their own. But now they were all terrified.

Shi Feijiao and other simple men, as well as the children, as well as the women and the elderly who came to hear the news, were also speechless and stared at all, unable to believe it!

This is so shocking. A willow branch cuts off the heaven and earth and kills all the heroes, making people tremble.

For decades, Liu Mu has never communicated with the villagers and has no abnormal performance. But now it has caused such shocking results, which makes people feel unreal.

Jiao Cang had a kind of unwillingness and fear. He stood at the entrance of the village and said, "For the powerful sacrifice spirit, please forgive my ignorance and offense..."

As soon as the words started, the breeze blew, and the willow branches swung, bringing a mist of mist that hanged down. With a puff, the willow branches penetrated his right arm.

"ah……"

A scream came, and Jiao Cang struggled with all his strength but it was useless. Shen Xi in his body quickly lost. His arm was drying out, and then it was dry and cracked. With a "pop" sound, it broke like a rotten wood and fell down.

Jiao Cang laughed tragically, not only losing one arm, but also half-waste in his cultivation. He was shaking and his heart was extremely bitter. He was still high above just now, looking down at the villagers, killing and taking away life and death, all in a moment. Unexpectedly, he was deposed in just a moment and became a useless person.

Two other older boys from Luofu Daze came forward and supported Jiao Cang. The two geniuses were shaking hands and their hearts were trembling. Everything they saw just now was forever imprinted in their hearts and were indelible in this life.

Zhu Qiang was silent and felt a great fear in his heart. This spirit sacrifice was so terrible that it made people feel cold all over his bones.

The Golden Wolf Tribe, the Thunder Clan, and the Zishan Family were all in awe. They were still discussing how to deal with Shicun and wanted to seize the precious bones. The current scene made them feel furious.

Everyone regretted it to death. If they knew that this willow tree was so amazing, they would not come here to say a word even if they gave them treasures.

"Big brother, can you see if this misunderstanding be revealed? We will have a good reward in the future." The leader of the Golden Wolf Tribe spoke and looked at the strong men such as Shi Linhu.

Chih!

A green glow flashed by, the willow tree was moving, and the branch quickly fell down, piercing one of his shoulders, immediately causing half of his body to dry up, and one of his arms to crack and fall off. The body was half-wasteful, and the symptoms were exactly the same as Jiao Cang.

Then, Liuzhi moved quickly, like a magic spear, piercing through seven or eight strong men one after another. They either said they wanted to wash the stone village bloodily, or had threatened them, but now they have all taken away a large amount of life essence by the young branches.

"You guys go." Shi Linhu spoke.

A group of strong men trembled. Willow trees were too terrible and could not fight them at all. Unless they reported to the clan leader and came in person, the strong people would be killed here.

A group of people rushed out of the Shi Village. The leader of the Golden Wolf tribe, Jiao Cang from Luofu Daze, smiled bitterly, the uncle of the Zishan Marquis and the old servant of the Thunder Clan did not say a word, and this time they were completely defeated.

Only the people from Yuntian Palace could still be calm because they had no losses. The old man led the two beautiful little girls and narrowed their eyes and said nothing. The two little girls blinked their big eyes and looked at Shicun. They wanted to speak very much, but they were stopped by him.

The sunset had long disappeared and it was getting dark. From a distance, a willow tree in Shicun emitted a hazy halo, covering the entire village.

"We have a population of tens of millions and a vast tribal territory. If it treats us like this, will it not be afraid of a disaster?" Some people were indignant from more than a mile away from Shicun.

"You must report to the clan leader and come out of the mountain in person, not to mention anything else, you can't miss the treasure bones and this spiritual sacrifice!" Someone was furious.

However, as soon as the words were finished, even though they were so far away, the sacrifice spirit still felt a sense. A bright green willow branch spread over more than a mile and drew over.

"Puff", "Puff"...

Anyone who was ruthless had his body cut off, as if he had been slashed by the sharpest magic knife in the sky, separating their upper and lower bodies from their slashing bodies, and blood gushing.

The leaders of all races were also traumatized. The old servant of the Thunder Clan and the uncle of the Zishan Marquis all threw away one of their palms, broke their wrists, and were warned.

Zhu Qiang's scalp was numb and he never dared to say a word again. He fled overnight and sacrificed his treasures, shining brightly, and rushed to the depths of the primitive forests along the ground.
Chapter completed!