I'm picking up pieces in the post-apocalyptic world

Chapter 830 Weird
"hiss!"

Witnessing this scene, the entire auction venue was gasped.

Li Changhong is a saint-level powerhouse, even if his cultivation is suppressed, he is much stronger than ordinary 10th-level practitioners.

But under the hands of the holy tree of the elves, he was instantly killed.

From this we can see how powerful the holy tree of the elves is.

"This is the true strength of the holy rank?"

Su Chen murmured solemnly.

For the first time since his debut, he felt a sense of crisis.

He could imagine that if the Holy Tree of the Elf Race attacked them, he might be the only one who could resist one or two of the people present.

Even Wu Yazi and Qi Mufeng could be killed instantly.

However, if the holy tree of the elves really wants to attack them, he will not sit still.

As for whether he could defeat the holy tree of the elves, he was not at all sure.

This situation was also the first time for Su Chen.

"Su Chen, what should we do?" Nan Linchuan panicked.

Among them, Su Chen was the strongest, so he pinned his hopes on Su Chen.

"Just wait and see." Su Chen sighed.

It is obviously impossible to leave the auction now.

"It's a big deal to fight it! Can he still kill so many people?" Qi Mufeng gritted his teeth, with a firm expression on his face.

If it really comes to the point of desperation, maybe it can only be desperate.

The people in the auction, after a short period of panic, began to rush out of the auction.

However, the auction venue has been completely closed, and there is no way out at all.

"Let's do it together and blast away the defenses here!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, a holy rank yelled.

Lives are at stake, and everyone understands that.

All of a sudden, attacks from various schools of spells, mental power, and evolutionists smashed into the four walls of the auction venue.

Boom
Accompanied by a bang, the entire auction house trembled violently.

Although Moonlight City is a top-level sacred weapon, it cannot stop the indiscriminate bombardment of tens of thousands of cultivators, and it is about to fail.

Su Chen never made a move. He knew very well that even if he smashed this place and rushed out, he would still be in Moonlight City, which was meaningless at all.

If he wanted to leave Moonlight City alive, right now, the only way to go was to defeat the holy tree of the elves.

"You are courting death!"

The holy tree of the elves roared, and countless branches shot out from its huge body, overwhelmingly smashing towards the crowd below.

Bang bang bang!
Intensive violent sounds immediately resounded in the auction hall.

Even a level 10 cultivator would find it difficult to resist the violent attack of a holy rank, and those below level 10 were directly smashed into powder.

Suffering a round of attacks from the holy tree of the elves, thousands of cultivators died in the auction venue.

There were countless injured, lying on the ground and screaming loudly.

The auction venue at this time is like a purgatory on earth, full of blood and screams.

Although Su Chen never made a move, he discovered a very strange thing.

All the blood mist floating around was sucked into the body of the holy tree of the elves.

At the same time, a powerful evil aura emanated from its body.

"The breath of the evil fruit tree?"

Su Chen's eyelids twitched suddenly.

He clearly felt that the aura emanating from the holy tree of the elves was exactly the same as the aura emanating from the evil fruit tree.

(End of this chapter)