Chapter 1227
Those black venoms are extremely corrosive!
The body protection orange light that protects Xing Huo is cleaned in a blink of an eye.
Then everyone heard a loud humming sound from below!
Although this Dream Battlefield will not really die, but the pain felt by the fleshly body is still real, and it is not a good experience to be eroded by this venom.
Everyone heard this voice, and the heart was also slightly shaking.
"Let's leave soon. After this paragraph, we should be able to reach the first branch!"Bai Wei reminded.
Seeing the horror of Xing Huo, everyone did not stop at all, lest this Tree of Heaven Wood witchcraft catch up again…
Soon after, Luo Zheng's eyes flashed a faint emerald, and through the white mist, they saw a big branch!
Just a branch, it is enough to accommodate a city!
This Ancient Witch Race is also an extremely powerful race at Far Antiquity Time, and this Great Tree of Heaven Divine Wood is the Holy Land of Ancient Witch Race.
Witch Race's Great Witch is also a Heavenly Venerate character, and one of the Great Witch is in control of a strongest destiny in the universe, the curse kills!
This is the most powerful fate, and if it is put into the present, it is also a horrible existence.
It is said that the Great Witch who controls this fate only needs to know the other person's name and appearance, and can make a miss in his mind, killing each other in the imagination!
In other words, if Luo Zheng is in charge of this fate, after seeing someone, he only needs to imagine himself killing himself in his mind, and this person will be killed!
Lifeform's imagination is boundless, and who can fight such a terrifying destiny?
This is really a thought, a means of killing people…
But I don't know why, this Ancient Witch Race suddenly disappeared in the universe, and even a trace can not be found!
The Ancient Witch Race, which originally controlled thousands of Great Worlds, was also a giant in Antiquity Time, but the entire Witch Race disappeared strangely, and no one in the Holy Land could find this race again…This is a wonderful thing in this Yan Era, so far a huge mystery!
"We can go straight up, why should we stay on this trunk?"Luo Zheng asked after he stepped on this huge trunk.
Bai Wei shook his head and said: "It's not so easy. Starting from the first trunk, there is a very powerful curse. If you don't follow the path on the trunk, you can fly directly and you will explode. The body is dead! Without exception! ”
The first time I opened the Gate of Dead Tree, even Lan Ran Sir exploded. Afterwards, everyone slowly explored it and realized that the Great Tree of Heaven Divine Wood did not climb up casually!
Under the leadership of Bai Wei, following this trunk for a while, but did not encounter any danger…
"Lan Ran Sir, they have gone up, the trouble on the trunk should have been cleaned up, and only the next time the Gate of Dead Tree is reopened, the Ferocious Beast will not appear again on the trunk," Bai Wei explained. Road.
There are no difficulties and obstacles, and the speed of everyone's progress is naturally extremely fast.
Soon after, everyone came to the end of the trunk, and there was an old wooden plate above the end of the trunk, and above the wooden plate, a fist-sized skeleton skull was placed perfectly, which is the skeleton skull. Small, not the head of an adult, like the head of a baby…
With this judgment, Luo Zheng couldn't help but frown.
This Ancient Witch Race is very strange and even resentful.
“On the wooden plate, you can break the curse. This is an ancient ritual of the Ancient Witch Race,” Bai Wei said, and the first one went onto the wooden plate.
As soon as several people of Luo Zheng set foot on the wooden plate, the wooden plate began to turn slowly. At the same time, the mouths of all the small skeleton skulls began to make a one-in-one, and the sound of "cough cough cough cough" was issued.
All of you are Divine Sea Realm Martial Artist. Under the strength of the strong, even if you face the evil spirits, you will not be afraid, but this sound in the empty space will make them creepy.
Soon after, the wooden plate stopped spinning, and then all the small skeleton skulls were immersed and returned to silence.
At the foot of everyone, there is a shallow ray of light flashing, and these rays of light are combined into a mysterious handwriting…
Waiting until this handwriting appeared, Bai Wei said: "Okay, you can continue!"
It is these handwriting that can break the spell of the top!
The crowd began to move on.
Soon after, I encountered another tree trunk again, and then entered the trunk again, looking for the wooden plate, getting another handwriting, and then going up again.
After repeating this seven times, Luo Zheng and others have climbed the seventh trunk!
When Luo Zheng didn't climb the trunk, he felt the strong force of the trunk's upload…
"Catch up with them!"At the moment, Bai Wei is also a look of joy, "The Demon Race Martial Artist did not break the leaves of Lan Ran Sir!"
What Bai Wei was most afraid of was that he invited the reinforcements. As a result, Lan Ran was sent back to Main City by the demon clansman.
Luo Zheng's eyebrows rose slightly, suddenly turned into a twilight, crossed an arc in the air, and fell on the branches, and the eyes gaze forward toward the front…
……
At the end of the trunk, Liu Yu held a rapier, and his eyes glowed with great energy, and the whole person produced a strange temperament.
Since the ascent, Liu Yu has been in despair.
She did not look at the grandeur of this Upper Realm, nor did she realize that the violent Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was directly put into the prison by the King of Punishment, never seeing the sky.
Only this time Dream Battlefield opened, giving Liu Yu a chance!
She is like a prisoner who has been released from prison, breathing free air in this vast world.
It’s just that Liu Yu knows that Dream Battlefield is just a stage. She can be arrogant in this stage to compete with Divine Sea Realm Martial Artist, but this stage will eventually be closed, and she will eventually return to prison. Among them, continue to suffer the pain of despair.
Hesitant Liu Yu's outstanding performance and strong strength, she was invited by Lan Ran as a companion.
Since Dream Battlefield was opened, it was completely projected before the Martial Artist stepped into Dream Battlefield. Liu Yu in the prison did not even own a weapon.
The equipment on her body was donated by Lan Ran.
When Lan Ran first learned of Liu Yu's encounter, she promised to wait until Dream Battlefield ended, she would give Liu Yu a freedom!
Lan Ran is also a World Lord Successor at Monster Night Race, and her mother is a member of the Elder Assembly.
But after hearing that King of Punishment personally imprisoned Liu Yu and tortured him, Lan Ran was silent…
No one can compete with the King of Punishment in the Monster Night Race. A few years ago, even the president of the Elder Assembly was killed by the King of Punishment!
However, Lan Ran has this plan, Liu Yu is already very happy, this is her only friend in Upper Realm!
The three times of the Gate of Dead Tree, Liu Yu took the initiative to give up their own dream points, all left to Lan Ran, which is the only place where Liu Yu can help her.
Unexpectedly, this time, they just set foot on the seventh trunk, and they suffered a series of Demon Race Martial Artist pursuits!
Since these hours, relying on Lan Ran's defoliation array and Liu Yu's sharp sword technique have been struggling.
In fact, even if it is dead, it is no big deal. At least this Dream Battlefield is a very happy memory of Liu Yu. She holds the rapier and looks at Lan Ran who controls the fallen leaves, facing the offensive mood of Demon Race Martial Artist. It is unusually calm.
Above the trunk, a piece of leaves with large thumbes are scattered according to certain rules.
The edges of these leaves are like a blade. With little attention, these leaves can easily cut the body protection Astral Essence and cut the fleshly body…
It is also because of the sharp Leaf, blocking the attack of the top ten Demon Race Martial Artist!
All Demon Race Martial Artists are violent.
Once they step into this defensive array, they not only have to face these unusually sharp leaves, but also face the sword light of the Monster Night Race.
"This time, I must rush over. I will tear apart the women of these Monster Night Races and water my knife with their blood." Demon Race Martial Artist standing in the middle, it is so snarled, obviously this Demon Race Martial Artist has lost patience.