This portal door looks like a mountain from a distance. If you look closer, you can find that it is more like a living creature. Whether it is the door frame or the door post, they are all made of flesh and blood. This large area of ​​flesh has a clear bloodline, and there is a constant stream of blood surging in it. Especially whenever any life passes through the portal, there is an extremely slight black smoke wraps them, and then a dark red thin line is drawn from their bodies.

If anyone who is proficient in dark spells watch here, you will know that this huge portal is extracting its purest vitality from every life that passes through it, just like a tax collection of city gates and a commission for passes.

Although there are not many, it will not affect the combat power of these living organisms, and they cannot even notice it. The number is huge, especially the vitality of living organisms being voluntarily extracted. They are the purest, most vigorous and vibrant vitality, far from being able to compare to the power of the undead extracted from dead bodies.

These vitality forces continued to move blood vessels in the left and right flesh of the "door frame" continuously sent this vitality to the mouth of the human-shaped face at the "lintel". This bloody mouth that could vaguely recognize the human face was wide open, and the "blood vessels" from all directions penetrated deep into the mouth, beating bulges.

Under this human face, if you look closely, you can find a sarcoma bulging under its deep flesh and blood. Countless blood vessels and flesh tendons are wrapped around its periphery, protecting it tightly. As the pulsations of each drum vaguely emit a dark red light, as if nurturing some terrible dark life.

Li Chengfeng quietly mobilized countless flowers, plants and insects to grow rapidly along the ground. These tiny creatures continued to extend and grow along the ground. In the roaring and boiling battle formation of the Dijon army, they were so small that no one cared about the situation under their feet.

Although the glaciers on the ground are not suitable for the growth of these flying insects, the "hot water" that continues to fall in the sky and the still-remaining blood and corpses on the ground are the best growth fertilizers, which increases their growth rate by geometric numbers and quickly climbs to the vicinity of the portal.

However, after these flying flowers and plants grew near the portal, they were immediately corroded by the terrifying dark force around them and quickly turned into sludge.

Li Chengfeng felt a stern and did not dare to control the flowers, plants and insects to go to the portal anymore. Instead, he controlled them to start diving down the ground desperately along the feet of the portal.

Because this portal stood on the glacier where the spell had been temporarily set, it was hit by lightning, and was crushed and trampled by the army of tens of thousands of Dijon, it was already full of cracks, and the flying insects flew into the countless cracks without any effort and continued to penetrate along them.

The most difficult thing about this power is that there is nowhere to drill. Relying on the power of flying insects and flowers and plants to drill into the hard and complete ice surface, it is a very arduous water grinding skill. But once there is a crack that allows them to drill in, it is the beginning of the destruction of a thousand-mile dike in the ant hole.

These flying flowers and plants are crazily drilling along the cracks. They grow desperately and expand desperately, so that the ice cubes around begin to deform and squeeze, and all kinds of creaking sounds appear. If someone cuts the cross-section of the glacier, they can see these flying flowers and plants extending downwards, just like the roots of a giant tree. The trunks on them are more than ten meters, but the roots on the ground can grow to dozens or even hundreds of meters!

The more these tender flowers and plants go down, the faster they die, but the flying insects on both sides flew over, wrapping the tender grass, isolating them from the ice as much as possible with their flesh and blood, and escorting them to the way for them.

These dead flying insects are constantly born and die quickly. They are like countless capillaries, wandering wildly in every gap under the huge glacier.

Until they grew all the way to the huge mechanical puppets, they began to grow wildly around these mechanical puppets, but they did not drill into the joint gaps of these mechanical puppets, but instead wrapped them around their periphery, isolated them from the ice as much as possible, so that they began to avoid contact with this terrible cold.

However, this is too "moths to the fire". Countless flying insects were frozen to death before they could cover them, and countless fine grasses were frozen to death before they could climb. Soon, the feet of these huge mechanical puppets were filled with corpses of flying insects and flowers.

But as these corpses accumulate more and more, their own corpses gradually fill these gaps, forming an isolation layer, isolating these mechanical puppets from the ice.

At the same time, the hot rain in the sky continued to flow, and gradually, hot water finally turned into the extreme ice layer below along the cracks of the ice layer. They continued to condense, and were constantly broken and cracked by the flowers, plants and insects pouring in from behind. Repeatedly, cracks began to appear on the ice layer outside the mechanism puppet under the extreme ice layer.

Li Chengfeng knew all this, and Zhao Feiyue was still encouraging and persevering in the sky, but the demon soul cannon of Dijon's siege was bombarding continuously. Li Chengfeng no longer hesitated. He flashed and rushed towards the summoning door with the help of the remaining Baisan Yucheng card.

Dijon Kingdom saw a single-handed monk rushing out of the other camp. They started to clamor, some laughed, some shouted loudly, and some were furious.

The general in charge looked at Li Chengfeng's figure coldly, and saw him rushing straight towards the summoning door, showing disdain.

Their main forces have completely passed through this portal, and even if they are destroyed now, it will not help turn the situation around.

The opponent's actions were just a desperate struggle!

The general made a gesture lightly, and immediately an adjutant ordered loudly: "Kadabon!"

For a moment, countless bowstrings in the battle formation were tightened, making a squeaking sound, buzzing and echoing between the sky and the earth. With a bang, the sky suddenly darkened, and countless bows and arrows roared up and rushed towards Li Chengfeng, like a huge dark curtain covering all the space where Li Chengfeng dodged and moved!

But at this time, no one expected that Li Chengfeng suddenly thrust into the ground and rushed into the vast enemy formation alone.

At this moment, everyone who was watching the battlefield was breathing stagnant!

This... this one-man attacks the enemy with one hand and a hundred thousand troops!

Isn't this a death sentence?

Zhao Feiyue's heartbeat was almost stopped in sight. If she hadn't been unable to leave the magic circle at this time, she would have rushed down and pulled Li Chengfeng back!

This is the tens of thousands of military formations of Dijon!

This is the Dijon army that is best at close combat!!

Zhao Xiaobao and Han Tianxing looked at Li Chengfeng rushing towards the vast military formation like the ocean. They felt their bodies trembling, their chests were full of blood, their noses were squirting, and their hair was almost standing upside down!

They looked at each other, and almost at the same time, they shouted, and their bodies flashed and rushed down!

Long Tenghai and Gao Shenghan looked at each other, and both of them held their breath. Long Tenghai looked at Li Chengfeng's figure and murmured in a low voice: "Is the Li family's solo rider rushing forward again?"
Chapter completed!