Rebirth is haunted by the Demon King

When the sword body touched the sacred tree, a burst of extremely dazzling light suddenly burst out from between the sword body and the tree body.

As soon as Lu Mier closed his eyes, he became dizzy and felt that his whole body was about to be melted by the sharply rising temperature. His whole body seemed to be scorched in pain, and his tiger's mouth and his two arms seemed to be shattered. Yes, lost consciousness for a while.

A huge force with an aura capable of incinerating everything overturned him. He immediately propped up a barrier to resist, but was melted by the incinerating power and shot out instantly.

Sandra jumped up, stepped on a branch and leaped into the air to catch him, but his barrier was also broken, and the dirty flying dust and gravel outside the barrier fluttered like a curtain blown by a strong wind. Facing them, prostrate in the sea of ​​flames, the thick magma seemed to be forcibly destroyed by some force, the flaming magma that had condensed into black rock on the surface was broken by a huge force, large and small obsidian wrapped in the wriggling magma suddenly and quickly Jump up, reverse and twist like a tornado, sweeping towards them from all directions!

Lumiel fell into Sandra's arms and was a little delirious, with a splitting headache, his eyes were burned by the strong light, and throbbed dryly. He endured the severe pain and tried to open a slit, but his eyes were blood red.

He obviously has no body, but at this moment he feels that his internal organs are churning with blood, but he can't spit it out. What kind of force is attacking him, even if he has reached a safe place, there still seems to be something in the injured place. Like a poisonous insect, it was still eating away at his soul bit by bit.

Sandra seemed to be calling him, but his ears were buzzing, his voice was coming and going, and he couldn't hear what he said. His light soul was as heavy as cast iron at this moment, and he couldn't resist it. In this predicament, he was thinking about whether his state was because his soul was dying. At this moment, his hand suddenly became hot, and there seemed to be a warm color in his vision that dispelled something.

The control of the soul gradually returned, the blood red in front of his eyes became much thinner, he could see the phantom in front of him, Sandra was calling him, and his sword was lying quietly beside him.

The sight became clearer and clearer, and Sandra's face appeared in front of him, with some blood and dust on his face, and some mottled marks in his eyes, like tears.

He didn't need a throat to talk to Sandra. Looking at Sandra's appearance, he subconsciously wanted to ask him what was wrong. Without saying a word, Sandra told him that he almost died.

Sandra's face was full of remorse, and Lumir couldn't help but feel uncomfortable when he saw this. He tried his best to support his body, and found that Sandra was surrounded by a kind of magical energy that he was somewhat familiar with, just like he was in the Blue Tower. It was the same kind of energy that Sandra had in those few days when Li was in a coma.

Lumir realized that Sandra was "extending" his life again.

Before Lumir could blame him, Sandra suddenly stood up holding him. He was in a trance for a moment, and looked down to see all the magma pouring towards the sacred tree.

Like a rising vortex exuding high temperature, they climbed up the sacred tree little by little, condensed on the tree, formed a hard rock, and slowly wrapped the sacred tree.

Seeing that the magma was about to spread to their feet, Lumir raised his foot and asked, "What's going on?"

Sandra stared at the magma under her feet, panting slightly: "This tree is not dead, it wants to protect itself in this way, maybe it can kill us."

Lumir frowned tightly. Their situation was precarious. The souls in the sea of ​​fire had disappeared. After the tree was submerged, they had no place to stay. And the magma here had the power of burning, and the barrier supported them. In a few seconds, when the tree hid in the rock formation, they could only be burned to death.

He moved his feet and stepped on something. Looking down, it was his sword lying quietly at his feet, exuding a slightly hot temperature. He picked it up and found that the body of the sword had been burned to a large extent. the gap.

He touched the gap in surprise, and felt his sword trembling slightly in his hand, as if it was crying lowly towards him.

Lumiel bit his lip, the hand holding the sword hilt, the knuckles were a little white, he looked at the distressed Sandra, and those souls who were submerged in the sea of ​​fire, and his eyes suddenly became more hateful. meaning.

The light of the sacred tree under his feet was covered by magma a lot, but on the tree covered by layers of rocks, a huge wound that was split by a sharp blade could still be vaguely seen. Lumiel looked at those condensed and The incoming magma devoured them like a giant mouth of a monster. He sneered softly and said, "It's not dead? Then it will take another blow!"

Lumir's head was hot for a moment, he thought, they were standing on the top of this tree, since the body of the tree was blocked by magma, then he would be on top of its head and cut it vertically!

After saying that, he raised the sword in his hand, pointing down at the sacred tree under his feet, intending to stab it, but he didn't know where to start after comparing it for a while.

This tree is really too big, the canopy stretches and undulates for several kilometers, and the thick and thin branches under the branches and leaves are criss-crossed, twisted and intertwined, and it is impossible to tell which is the main one.

Sandra also stopped him, looked at his broken sword and said: "We can't find the center of this tree, the time is too short, if we cut it wrong, we will have no chance again, your sword can't be used a few times Now, we have to be safe."

Lu Mier looked at him: "You have an idea."

Sandra said: "If you want to kill it, you have to cut it down the middle. We have to go down."

Lu Mier said: "We can't go down."

"Yes, trust me."

Sandra looked at the magma under her feet, and didn't notice Lumir. She looked up and saw Lumir was looking at him without speaking, frowning slightly, with some anger in her eyes.

"what happened?"

Lu Mier said coldly: "Can you still get out alive?"

Sandra smiled bitterly: "What are you talking about, we can all get out alive."

Lumir said: "You can guarantee that I can go out, but what about you? I recovered too quickly, just like you, why? Do you dare to say that those magics don't hurt you much?"

Sandra said: "No, I won't die, and it doesn't matter how I am, the important thing is that you are well."

Lumir wanted to refute him, but Sandra put her index finger against his mouth, and said, "Look at the magma below, if you keep dragging, we will all die here."

Lu Mier glared at him, feeling extremely upset, and asked, "How do I get down!"

Sandra patted him on the back: "I'll take you down."

Lu Mier said with a cold face, "What if we die down there?"

Sandra bowed her head and smiled, "Would you like to die for love?"

Listening to him whispering indecently in his ear, Lu Mier suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth with a fake smile: "Oh, that's fine."

Sandra put her arms around his waist and said, "Don't forget, our wedding."

Hearing this, Lu Mier clenched the sword in his hand, looked at the turbulent magma, and said with firm eyes, "If you can survive, I will listen to your arrangement."

Sandra laughed in his ear, set up a barrier, moved Lumiel away from the spot, and jumped towards the bloody mouth condensed by magma.

Sandra jumped with precision and jumped straight into the very center of the vortex.

The surrounding magma has cooled into rocks, but the red hot magma under their feet is as lively and enthusiastic as the blood that has just burst out from the heart of Vulcan, bubbling "gurgling" bubbles, rushing upwards quickly.

The surroundings were pitch black, only the scorching hot magma beneath his feet gave off a scorching and frightening light.

The trunk of the tree has been half covered by magma. Sandra stepped on the raised stones on the rock wall. Both of them were sweating profusely. They didn't dare to hesitate any longer. Sandra suddenly lowered her head. He kissed Lumir's lips hard, then let go, looked at him firmly and said, "It seems that there is only one chance. Can you do it?"

Lumir nodded, clenched the sword in his hand, and said firmly, "Yes!"

Sandra said, "Okay, I'll count to one, two, three."

"one……"

"two……"

"three!"

As soon as the words fell, Sandra slammed on the wall, holding Lumiel and heading straight for the tree that was about to be engulfed by magma!

Lu Mier tightly held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and he had accumulated enough strength early on. When he reached a suitable distance, he used all his strength and slashed down on the sacred tree!

They were very close to the hot magma, and the extremely high temperature made Lumir feel extremely dizzy in addition to pain.

The collision between the tree body and the blade still gave off a huge impact, but Lumir was prepared. Even though his arms were hurting as if they were about to be removed, he gritted his teeth and forced the blade into it. tree body.

That sword was so small compared to the sacred tree, but when it received Lumir's order to cut off the huge monster in front of it, the small blade emitted an astonishingly strong force!An extremely long wave of light slashed out from the blade of the sword, with the momentum of sweeping away everything, it charged towards the sacred tree like mountains and seas!

The sharp blade cut on the tree, just like a sharp ax chopping rotten wood. In just a few seconds, the edge of the sword has extended into the heart of the tree, and the wound on the tree flows out like a small With the golden sap like a flood, the light of the entire sacred tree suddenly dimmed!

Not far!

Lumiel was still holding on against the torrent, and his strength was gradually draining away. Just when he was about to be unable to hold on, Sandra suddenly stretched out her arm, held his hand, and put more strength on the hilt of the sword .

The golden sap flowed into the magma under the feet, causing the already violent fire to splash and continuously set off large groups of steam. The red color under the feet gradually turned black, and the raised rock pit became black and dense. It's like a tomb, but different from the cold tomb, the lingering steam envelops them with a temperature no less than that of magma, making it uncomfortable.

Sandra was behind him. In the darkness, Lumir could only hear the sound of "Zizi" coming from behind. Although he didn't know what it was coming from, it made him flustered.

While his sword was cutting into the tree, the blade was being rapidly corroded by the divine tree.

It just depends on who can hold it!

Lumir gritted his teeth, he was almost there!

In this not-so-long stalemate, there was only a "click" in the darkness.

His sword was broken.