With a sweep of Wood War God's right hand, wood-element power surged between his palms.
Centered on him, countless dead trees erupted from beneath the ground. They swayed with soft, pliant bodies like demons and monsters.
When the lions all pounced, Wood War God brought his large hand down. All the dead trees burst forth, some binding the lions, others sending them flying.
The lions came in an endless stream, and the dead trees kept emerging without end.
Yet it was clear that Wood War God was under immense pressure, his forehead already beaded with sweat.
"Young Master Xu, this place was modified from the seal of the Blood Space," Wood War God said, looking at Xu Zimo.
"I estimate that the True God Sword's suppression may have some effect here. You can give it a try."
"No need." Xu Zimo waved his hand and looked at Kuang Qianshan beside him.
"You want the True God Sword, right? Let the Blood Beast come out first. Let me see it, then we'll talk."
Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Kuang Qianshan fell silent for a moment.
"What are you afraid of?" Xu Zimo smiled.
"At this point, you're still being so cautious?"
"It's not caution." Kuang Qianshan shook his head with a smile.
Looking at Green Lion beside him, he said, "Go outside and stand guard first. I have something to say to him alone."
Green Lion did not ask further. He nodded and left directly.
Kuang Qianshan then looked at Xu Zimo and grinned. "I'm not afraid. The person you want to see is standing right in front of you."
As Kuang Qianshan laughed, he tore the skin off his body.
From his scalp to his face, then his entire body, it was as though he had been wearing an outfit made