The Strongest Legion in the End Times

Chapter 228 Black Fire Giant Fist
"Jin Tie and the others killed a tree spirit guard? The efficiency is not bad!"

Chu Qing looked at the wisteria and pseudo-magic pine in front of him, still struggling, but not dead.

He knew that the tree spirit guard reminded in his mind should be the other end of the bloody lake without accident.

After all, the forests and mines have been cleared, and the only remaining dryad guards are valleys and lakes.

But this is not surprising, the dryad guards are all four-star level, even if the dryad guard is a bit evil.

But it would definitely not be able to withstand the attacks of nine strong men of the same level, but according to his guess, there should be two tree spirits guarding the bloody lake.

Perhaps now, Jin Tie and others are dealing with the other side!

"Humph!"

Chu Qing suddenly felt that the attack of the three-headed treant guards had become more violent, so he snorted coldly, and flames burst out of his trembling right hand.

Then Chu Qing's right hand melted into a fist and landed brazenly.

At the same time, a huge fist of black fire condensed above the wisteria pseudo-magic pine.

The black fire giant fist exudes a manic and tyrannical breath, with an aura of bursting to the point of pushing everything horizontally.

Under this momentum, the wisteria pseudo-magic pine roared even more in horror.

Although it knew that it would die, there was still a glimmer of hope in its heart.

If... if you persevere, you won't die?
But the condensed black fire giant fist directly drove the inner hope of Wisteria Pseudo-Mosong into the abyss.

And Chu Qing didn't fear Wisteria Pseudo-Mosong for a long time, because his time was very precious.

Immediately, the black fire giant fist began to fall, following Chu Qing's right fist, from top to bottom, the speed and rhythm were consistent.

Heading towards the canopy area of ​​the wisteria pseudo-magic pine, it landed brazenly!
"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Chu Qing's right fist kept coming down, and the wisteria pseudo-magic pine that was smashed with each punch was billowing with fire, and the flesh of the tree was blurred.

And the green liquid flowing from the body of the wisteria pseudo-magic pine is the blood of the wisteria pseudo-magic pine.

But as soon as the blood seeped out, it was burned dry by the spirit demon flame, and only wisps of green smoke exuding a decaying smell rose.

As for the wisteria pseudo-magic pine, under the blow of the giant black fire fist, it felt like the heart of the tree was about to collapse.

Finally... After twenty blows of the giant black fire fist, the wisteria pseudo-magic pine finally completely cracked and turned into ashes.

"Kill one tree spirit guard: wisteria false magic pine, the remaining tree spirit guards: four."

After receiving this message, Chu Qing stood up straight, exhaled a mouthful of foul air, and his breath became slightly heavier.

After all, he was attacking against three tree spirit guards, and killed the other two tree spirit guards.

This kind of consumption, even if it is him, will not be without pressure.

But nothing much will happen next, only the three tree spirit guards are left.

Without those two auxiliary interferences, just rely on the three tree spirits to guard?
To put it bluntly, they are a fart!
Then he jumped up and followed behind Wan Jian Guizong.

Use the long sword storm to cover your figure, and use the mighty sword to cover your breath.

Just like that... step by step, head towards the place where the three-headed tree spirit guard is.

And the three-headed treant guards would not have imagined that the god of death was approaching step by step, and only waiting for a chance, the god of death would come and take away their lives.

At this moment, the three-headed treant guards are frantically resisting Wan Jian Guizong's bombardment.

Although they do their best, even burn themselves, to stimulate the potential of life.

But it still couldn't stop Wan Jian Guizong's bombardment. Under this violent bombardment, countless vines still retreated step by step.

After all, without Ling Moyan's worrying power and true energy, Chu Qing can fully urge Wan Jian to return to the sect.

Under his full control, the power of Wan Jian Guizong cannot be blocked by the three tree spirit guards.

(End of this chapter)