The trees look amazing.

These wooden men even arrange their troops.

Only seventeen or eighteen wooden people jumped onto the shoulders of their companions with vigorous hands, and the wooden arms swung freely.

Even if there are countless spiritual forces flowing out, they will attack Fu San and Wushuang directly.

Fortunately, the cultivation of the wooden man is only around level 7 of the spiritual realm, which is far from matchless and Fu San, so they are not in any danger for the time being.

But they don't feel any pain. It's a bit of a rush to besiege them.

Fu San's fireballs fell into the wood crowd, but the fire could not burn on them.

Obviously, these wooden posts are not so simple. Their materials should be fire-resistant.

Arbor, Chen and lotus jumped up and fell beside them. They raised their hands and clapped away the wooden people gathered around them.

"Brother, sister-in-law." An Wushuang's eyes brightened and cried out, "I have to find a way to trap these things. They can't be killed or burned. Look at them. They can't move even when they are scattered!"

Looking back, the tree saw several wooden arms and thighs, running back and forth around them, like a headless fly, looking at the people who were very humble.

"Get out of the way." The tree frowned and raised its hand to throw out a round black bead, which was allowed to leap up and hang in front of the people.

"What is this?" Surprised, the unparalleled princess.

The tree did not answer. He reached out and clapped out two miraculous powers, and fell back on the heart of misfortune.

The black, round and bright beads burst out with thousands of strong lights.

All of a sudden, thousands of lights swept over the people and covered the wooden people who were waiting to rush forward.

Mo Lian, Tan Chen, Fu San and an Wushuang quickly raised their hands and pressed them slightly. They were full of power. They stood firmly in place and did not move half an inch. Only their clothes and hair danced with the strong wind.

The wind whirled past, and hundreds of wooden people in front of them should be swept away.

The black beads slowly gather the light and fall into the hands of the trees.

The little face is paralyzed and motionless. He turns his head and looks at the four of them. Then he draws back the heart of doom and says lightly, "let's go."

"Wow. What is that. " An Wushuang jumps up to him, looking at him in the East and looking at him in the West.

"Bad luck." "Peach blossom immortal Zun said with a smile," before meeting you, we fell into a state of misfortune. It's Joe and Joe who refine into the heart of doom, who just broke the doom and set us free. "

Fu San's son and the unparalleled princess are full of awe at hearing the words.

I knew this princess was unusual, but I didn't know. It was so unexpected.

"The prince and the concubine are refining the bad fortune for their own use." Fu San could not help sighing.

It's worthy of being the crown princess. It's extremely capable.

"Ah, it's said that bad luck is full of nightmares. Once people go in and think about things, they will be full of strange crises."

As long as it is a living person, it is impossible to have no thoughts. Even if you strictly control your unrestrained thoughts, you may be able to control them two days a day. How to control them in ten and a half days?

"But these wooden posts are not living people."

The arbor has no small appearance on its face. "Throw it inside, and let it go."

Anyway, there is no other use for this doomsday place, and arbor has never thought of integrating it into its own star territory to make chaos.

"Well, can I throw it in when I meet a corpse puppet?"