After looking at these two guys for a few glances, Chen Feng turned his gaze to the giant tree located within the formation.

Because Chen Feng was standing on the underground online, he could not see the comprehensiveness of the Fusang tree at all. Instead, it made him even taller and lush branches and leaves like a covering of the sky and the sun.

Although Chen Feng had never seen a Fusang tree before, he could see the brilliant golden light flashing from time to time on the top of the tree and the two trunks leaning against each other. He probably guessed where the tree came from.

However, new doubts emerged in his heart: Didn’t the legend say that the Fusang tree has always been controlled by the demon clan? It is the residence of the three-legged golden crow. Why is it now fallen into the hands of the witch clan, and it seems to be used to suppress this large formation.

"Is it possible that the legend is wrong?" Chen Feng was full of doubts.

At this moment, the situation in the field suddenly changed due to the appearance of Mo Ling.

"Bang." Seeing Mo Ling's feathers shot towards the tribe, Xin Huo naturally could not sit idly by. He immediately flew out the torch in his hand, the blazing sun fire, and burned towards the feathers like a circling and flying fire dragon.

At this time, Mo Ling suddenly pinched out hundreds of magic tricks, and then the Lingyu who flew towards the witch clan suddenly changed direction, rushed into the air and formed a sword formation covering more than a thousand meters in an instant.

This sword formation obviously did not exist for attack, because it emitted a sharp light as soon as it formed, forcibly resisting the suppressed light of the witch clan's formation, and at the same time, it also protected the demon clans who had rushed into the formation before.

As soon as these demons escaped from danger, they all started to be busy in an orderly manner.

They took out many things of different sizes and shapes from their storage magic tools, and then combined them together at a very fast speed.

This is a altar with a diameter of about 200 meters. It is the original shape of the whole body. At first glance, it looks somewhat similar to the altar outside.

But if you look closely, you will find that the two are just similar in shape, but they are completely different inwards. Because Chen Feng, who is like claw marks, does not recognize any of the runes on the altar, and has never seen them before.

Chen Feng didn't know him, but Xin Huo obviously knew him. His face suddenly became a little gloomy. He raised the torch in his hand and began to recite the mantra loudly.

The language used in this mantra is very ancient and obscure, but it seems to have magical power that can reach the heart, so everyone present heard Xin Huo's chanting of the mantra.

Due to the formation's spiritual barrier, Chen Feng only felt that the sound kept shaking his soul like thunder, but the impact was not as big as the previous drum.

However, the demons in the witch clan formation had a different scene, almost all of them showed pain, and their faces became ferocious.

"Puff." A monster with only level A small-level realm seemed to have been immersed in a fixed position. His body was stiff in the distance. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body fell to the ground and turned into a colorful giant poisonous snake, at least about thirty meters.

"Beat the drum." Mo Ling frowned and ordered in a deep voice.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong..." The drum sounded immediately, shocking the earth and swept around.

Under the impact and offset of the drum sound, Xinhuo's curse chanting had a much less impact on the demon clan, and they began to lay out the altar more vigorously.

"Puff..." As the drum sound spread, the people who vomited blood became the surrounding witch tribes, especially the elders and children.

Just when Chen Feng thought that this invisible contest would temporarily end with the demon clan having the advantage, he did not expect that there would be more curses coming from afar, and at the same time, the golden and extremely fierce sunshine began to shine on the high Fusom trees.

At this moment, the busy demons roared in pain under the sunlight, because wisps of black smoke were rising from their bodies.

It seemed that the sunlight caused them to be very harmful, but no demon clan stopped, but instead assembled the last part of the altar more quickly, and at the same time placed a tall witch clan on the altar.

The witch clan was captured by the demon clan for some reason, and it seemed that he had been treated very cruelly before being captured, with wounds everywhere on his body and face.

Now he was placed on the altar like a pig and sheep, using a rather humiliating kneeling position.

He tried his best to break free, but it was in vain. At this time, the altar emitted a faint light because of his appearance.

When Xin Huo saw that tribe member, his breath suddenly increased, and the murderous aura on his body was even more surging, which shows how angry he was in his heart.

Mo Ling looked at him with a hint of sarcasm on her face, then waved her hand to the side.

"Hiss." A demon clan, about three meters tall, walked onto the altar and slashed in front of the witch clan kneeling on the ground. He grabbed his hair and knocked his head on the altar. Then he took out a knife with a black red light and suddenly cut off the neck of the witch clan.

In an instant, blood splattered out, dyeing the altar scarlet red.

At the same time, the light on the altar became brighter, turning into a huge column of light, soaring into the sky and rushing to the ground.

"Boom." When the light rose, it hit the Fusom tree blocking the sky, and it immediately disintegrated into countless rays of light. Wherever it went, it seemed as if the Fusom tree was dyed with a faint blood color.

The Fusang tree trembled slightly, and affected the surrounding large array, making it no longer stable, especially the aura of formations shrouded around it, and the aura of formations shone around it became flickering.

However, the function of this altar is obviously not entirely aimed at Fusang trees, because when the huge light column penetrated the magma and stones on the surface and penetrated deep into the ground, the originally calm ground suddenly shook.

"I'll go, what are you doing?" Chen Feng was shocked. For the first time, he felt that it was quite dangerous to hide in the ground.

Because if an earthquake really occurs, then even under the squeeze of the surrounding rocks, no matter how strong he is, he is likely to be squeezed into meat sauce on the spot.

More importantly, Chen Feng keenly felt a keen sense of a very strange but familiar atmosphere surged from the depths of the ground, which made him realize that there were far more secrets hidden in this place than he had guessed in advance.

No matter what the secret is, what Chen Feng cares most about now is his own safety, so he released the light on the Wuji Yin and Yang ball without hesitation, wrapping himself layer by layer.

In this way, it can at least ensure that if the surrounding stones squeeze towards the middle, he can hold on for a while.

After Xin Huo felt the vibration of the ground, his face showed a look of shock and anger and shouted loudly.

At this moment, following Mo Ling, the male demon in a red robe took a step forward, and in an instant it seemed as if he had ignored the distance of two or three thousand meters. When he reached Xin Huo's back, his slender fingers poked out and pressed down on Xin Huo's vest.

The press seemed gentle, as if to help Xin Huo pick a leaf that fell on his body, but Xin Huo was frightened and waved the torch in his hand behind his back, and at the same time turned around, blasting his huge fist at the face of the seemingly charming male demon.

"Chi Lian, go to death for me." Xin Huo roared angrily.

The real fire of the sun above the torch suddenly surged and instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire, swallowing the male demon named Chi Lian.

"Bang." The charming figure disintegrated under the real fire of the sun.

But at this moment, the red figure appeared five or six thousand meters away, and it was Chi Lian. Obviously, what the Sun True Fire just burned was not his body.

At this time, the direction he was rushing to was the core part of the entire formation, which was where the Fusom Tree was located.

"Boom." Just at this moment, a sudden light surged on the Fusom tree, condensed into a huge ball of light with a diameter of more than a thousand meters. It set down like a small sun and bombarded directly towards Chi Lian.

Chi Lian twisted his body, like a snake swimming on the water. In an instant, he changed his directions and flew 30,000 to 40,000 meters away.

But all this was useless, because the light ball was getting closer and closer, as if it was locked in Chi Lian's figure.

"Bang." The light ball fell, hit Chi Lian, and then the dazzling light burst out completely enveloped it. So he turned into a floating ashes like a piece of paper burned by a raging flame.

But after a moment, another red sound appeared tens of thousands of meters away, and it was still Chi Lian.

"Oh no, I'm fooled." Xin Huo suddenly woke up. But because of this moment of delay, the vibration of the underground became more and more intense, and even many huge gaps were cracked on the stones on the surface, as if something was struggling wildly, trying to drill out from the underground.

Chen Feng, who was underground, felt more clear about all this. As the vibration of the ground intensified, a strong sense of death and a blazing fire came over like a tide, rushing on Chen Feng, making him feel very uncomfortable.

Generally speaking, death energy and flame cannot coexist, just like ice and charcoal cannot be combined with the furnace. But at this time, the two were merged together, which surprised Chen Feng.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..." But before Chen Feng could see what the thing hidden deep underground was, he was alarmed by a rapid and dense explosion.

Thousands of tree roots traveled underground, constantly interlacing, as if they were forming a dense net, to completely suppress the moving thing.
Chapter completed!