Supreme Medicinal God - Chapter 2920

Seeing Pang Zhong attacking MengWu, old Huo Dong’s face turned cold. Fortunately, they had been on guard for a long time, and they gave Meng dance an immortal defense device. Otherwise, it would be very difficult to defend against this evil and vicious soul eating flag.

Old Huo Dong’s voice was very old, but his movement was as fast as that of a young man.

“Pang Pang, your soul swallowing flag is just like this. You can also taste my divine wood formula.”

Old Huo Dong had a withered branch in his hand. Under the infusion of spiritual power, the withered branch was like a withered tree in spring, sending out a faint green light. A green spring feeling was emitted from the withered branch, and new shoots were immediately sprouted from it.

The new bud is growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The longer it grows, the thicker it becomes. In the blink of an eye, it changes from a small dead branch to a huge branch with a thick wrist mouth.

The green light of the branch flashed violently, as if it had become a boa constrictor, twisting its body, setting off a frenzied strong wind, and drawing to Pang Zhong’s neck.

This is not an ordinary branch, but a branch from the hand of a wood spirit who has reached the heaven demon realm. It is a magic weapon of one’s own life and a powerful immortal tool.

That huge branch, growing all the time, has a strong vitality, this is the most powerful place of wood elves, endless vitality.

Pang Zhong didn’t dare to look down on this branch. He had a black bead in his hand. He didn’t know what material it was made of. It was like wood, jade or metal, emitting a light black light.

The dark light, which didn’t seem to be strong, actually blocked the big branches that rushed over like a boa constrictor.

This black bead is similar to the soul swallowing flag. It is full of strong ghost breath and emits a chilling chill.

Black bead is the ghost bead made by Pang Zhong. Similar to the soul swallowing flag, it is also a double magic weapon for attack and defense. It absorbs a lot of ghosts. It is insidious and evil to use the soul power of the ghost to fight the enemy. The more people are killed, the more ghosts are absorbed, the more powerful they are.

What’s different is that the soul beads absorb not only the souls of low-level human beings and fierce beasts, but also the souls of high-level friars and high-level fierce beasts, which are more powerful.

For Pang Zhong, the soul swallowing flag he cultivated was mostly used for attacking, while the ghost beads were more inclined to defend.

Thousands of ghosts accumulated in the soul swallowing flag, and the spirit power condensed from them has been exhausted by him. The black light is getting weaker and the strength is greatly reduced.

So he sacrificed this black ghost bead.

The ghost bead doesn’t look like a soul swallowing flag. It is agitated by the ghost, howling and howling. It looks like an ordinary small black bead, emitting a faint black light, which makes people and animals harmless.

This is an illusion. The power of the ghost bead is much stronger than that of the soul swallowing flag.

It is a magic weapon of Pang Zhong.

The branches of old Huodong, like a crazy boa constrictor, constantly draw to the black light wrapped with Pang Zhong. The light of the ghost bead is swaying and falling by the green light of the big branch. It is almost broken but never broken.

Even though they were smashed to pieces by huge branches, the cracks quickly closed together.

Old Huo Dongkou said something, that branch constantly vigorous growth, a breath between the thick double, between the two, it grew into a thick tree.

It was a cruel tree. Its trunk soon grew to be as thick as a millstone, blooming with green light. Moreover, the branches above the big tree, which grew from withered branches, were growing wildly. Within three rest time, its branches grew like countless tentacles, big and strong.

These branches are flying in the wind, and every one of them sweeps through the air, setting off a strong wind. Even the dark iron sand in the sandstorm is pulled out by countless branches.

Only a small section of dead branches, it is so lonely and pitiful, it seems that a slight break, it can be broken.

Who would have thought that in a few minutes, it would turn into an old tree with hundreds of rings from old Huo Dong, powerful and full of aura.

Compared with this strong tree, Pang Zhong’s ghost bead is much weaker.

Not only were countless tentacles stretched out by the big tree, but they whirled around in the air, among which the black light was scattered. Under the interference of the wood spirit power, the spirits among them escaped from the ghost beads one after another and disappeared.

As the ghosts in the ghost beads disappear too much, the black light released by the ghost beads becomes lighter and lighter.

From Pang Zhong’s release of ghost beads, to old Huo Dong takes out dead branches and turns them into a powerful and strong tree, but it takes three rest time.

Pang Zhong’s face turned pale. His plump face looked pale, but now it is even whiter.

The two magic weapons were thrown out with all their might. They not only did not hurt the dream dance, but also did not hurt the old Huo Dong. They also lost tens of thousands of ghosts that had been collected.

These ghosts are associated with his spirits. If they lose too much, they will be devoured.

Old Huo Dong offered sacrifices to a big tree full of spiritual power. The branches growing from the branches, like long snakes, stretched out, were sharper than sharp knives. All of a sudden, they broke the defense black light released by the ghost beads, and wound them around Pang Zhong’s wrist. If Pang Zhong was caught, he would die.The branch was covered with small and delicate green leaves, which seemed to be painted. It was full of green and full of vitality. But in Pang Zhong’s eyes, it was even more terrible than a giant python with fangs and fangs.

Pang Zhong’s body retreated abruptly, dodging the snake like branches, but the green branches, like bone attached cones, closely followed him.

What is astonishing is that Pang Zhong’s fat body is shrouded in a powerful place of force. Even the void seems to be confined by branches and can’t move at all.

He tried to retreat, but it felt like he was twisting his body in place.

When he found that he could not run away at all, staring at the green branches were about to come, he instinctively raised a fear, a sense of life and death crisis.

He crazily to the side of the companion called for help: “bad, wood field, big brother help me, big brother help me.”

The skinny masked man next to him also saw that the branch was so powerful that he did not dare to despise it. He suddenly aroused Zhenyuan all over his body and his eyes became black as ink.

He roared, and his whole body was covered with a palpable black air, which was violent and evil.

In his hand appeared a small black knife, small and exquisite, carved with countless strange runes.

The black air poured into the small black sword like a raging tide. The knife burst into a dazzling black light and became a huge blade with a length of more than ten feet by cavitation.

The shadow of black Dao’s more than ten Zhang long is becoming more and more dignified. The general powerful murderous spirit makes old Huo Dong dare not despise it.