But then, the branches and leaves of the giant tree swayed, and all the sword intent was absorbed by the giant tree like a tired bird returning to the forest or a fish swimming into the sea!

The next moment, all the branches of the giant tree turned into the shape of the Nine Soul Swords. The long and gorgeous swords were like a forest. The aura of blood evil lingered, reflecting each other with the green leaves. The red and green colors alternated, and the colors were dripping, gathering into a mighty force.

The river of swords roared and slashed at Pei Ling.

Thousands of blades slashed down overwhelmingly, the space was shattered inch by inch, and a void storm was born, which was destroyed by the sharp sword energy. The whole world was strange and turbulent, like the sea surface during a violent storm.

Pei Ling raised his long sword high and faced him bravely.

clang!!!

Like a loud sound like a yellow bell, the Nine Soul Sword flashed with cold light, and it was fiercely chopped with one of the branches. Under the influence of [Modao Qingxian] and the law of equivalence of the sword, this branch

The long knife was immediately knocked away.

But then, more branches and long knives whizzed over, and shadows enveloped Pei Ling's body!

Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang...

Puff puff puff...

The sound of gold and iron clashing was endless, blood splashed, and green blood splashed into the sky. In the blink of an eye, Pei Ling swung countless knives and drove away countless branches and long knives. The sword intent spread across the void and spread freely. However, the number of twigs and long knives was too great.

There were too many. In just a moment, hundreds of knives broke through his sword perimeter, leaving knife marks of varying depths on his body!

The blood completely soaked into Xuan's robe. In the holes in the robe, there were white bones and tears of blood. On the ground below Pei Ling, the quicksand collapsed rapidly, continuously absorbing the spilled blood.

Seriously injured, Pei Ling's aura instantly became stronger, and the blood filled the world, covering the whole world. The sharp blade cut across the sky, cutting into pieces of the void, and the speed of his sword was also faster!

brush!

After a brief confrontation, Pei Ling slashed out with a sharp sword. Above the sky, the blood blade condensed, and the bloody sky collapsed again. Wherever the sharp edge went, it seemed unstoppable. The roaring green waves were cut open in an instant, and green liquid splashed everywhere.

, countless long branches were cut off directly by this knife.

The sword energy remains unabated, like a blood boat, riding the wind and waves, cutting straight through the giant tree!

Countless green branches were broken off, and green juice poured down like a downpour. Suddenly, the eyes suddenly opened up, but there were no longer endless branches. Pei Ling did not hesitate at all, and immediately slashed with the Nine Soul Sword,

The dense and terrifying knife energy was like a sudden storm, whizzing down towards the giant tree.

Boom boom boom...

The giant tree trembled again and again, causing the entire earth to collapse again. The newly born desert stirred up overwhelming sand and dust, and the quicksand whirlpool was endless. One after another, knife marks that could be seen on the forest-white tree trunks appeared on the main trunk of the giant tree.

Blood spread throughout the void, and countless sword energy gathered like a long river, all cutting into the same position.

Bang!!!

Green juice suddenly surged like a spring, and a knife mark that could directly see the core of the tree suddenly appeared on the trunk of the giant tree, and it was almost cut off with a single knife!

The aura of the giant tree had just begun to decay, and the underground roots surged again, further extracting the power of the earth.

The new desert immediately spread rapidly outward, from the northwest of Cizhou to the entire Cizhou!

The original fertile soil, the grass withered, the flowers and trees withered, the waters dried up, and the birds and beasts were wiped out... All the vitality was drained out, turning into a lifeless desert, with rolling sand and no teeth.

If this trend continues, it will soon affect the entire Jiuyi Mountain!

Just as Pei Ling was about to continue to draw his sword, a low voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Fellow Daoist Pei, half an hour has not yet arrived, but if you continue to fight like this, I am afraid that the entire Jiuyi Mountain realm will turn into ashes before the outcome is decided.

It’s a lifeless, dead land.”

"Now, I can only give you another half-quarter of an hour."

"If you still can't deal with the sacred tree after half a quarter of an hour, He will take action!"

Jiuyi Mountain.

Secret place.

Layer Lan walked through the pine forest that had grown for who knows how many years, creating a surging sound of waves.

Panasonic, a moss-covered wooden house, simple and simple, but clean and spotless. The four walls of the house are empty, except for a futon placed in the middle. There is an incense burner not far away, and the cold fragrance in the burner is refreshing and sweet.

, like pine, cypress, orchid and musk deer, strong and striking, but also as cold as the heavy snow in winter.

The incense burner is shaped like a mountain, with three golden toads perched on it. They all open their mouths and spit out smoke. After rushing into the air, they merge with each other, transforming into thousands of rivers and mountains, misty and meandering, spreading throughout the room.

Among the smoke and clouds, there are majestic palaces that rise and fall with the mountains; there are great rivers winding around the peaks, which are majestic; there are cities standing in the wilderness, with people flowing in; there are smoke rising from the wild countryside, which is full of interest; there are birds and beasts fighting in the wilderness, the weak and the strong.

...The scenes are ever-changing, and only one person and one person in a very inconspicuous corner,

Not moving at all.

It was a figure in green robe sitting quietly under the osmanthus in the mountains.

The leaves of the osmanthus are like jasper, the branches are like ink jade, and the flowers bloom brilliantly, like carvings in red gold. When the cigarette smoke changes, the osmanthus tree shakes down like a strong wind, and a shower of bright flowers falls down, covering the body of the founder of "The Taste of the World".

If the Patriarch is not aware, he still closes his eyes and does not move, letting the mountain breeze blow his sleeves and wet his clothes, and his breath is clear and pure.

It seems to be integrated with the ever-changing rivers and mountains.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked calmly in one direction.

"Shiwei"'s eyes passed through many obstacles and fell on a towering tree.

At this moment, a monk who was surrounded by blood evil and whose bones and soul were extremely young, holding a long knife, was fighting against the giant tree alone.

Farther away, many monks gathered in groups of three kings. Judging from their aura, they should come from the eight major sects except the Chongming Sect.

The founder of "Shiwei" frowned. The current mountain master of Jiuyi Mountain was counterattacked by the sacred tree?

The young monk currently fighting against Shenmu should be the Chongming Sect’s first genius who emerged from nowhere some time ago and defeated the Zhengdao Sect Master in a row.

It is indeed rare for someone at such an age to reach this level of cultivation...

However, at this moment, he doesn't care about the victory or defeat between the Shenmu and the young monk. If the Shenmu goes on like this, the entire Jiuyi Mountain realm will be destroyed!

Thinking of this, the Patriarch of "Shiwei" stretched out his finger and pointed towards the sacred tree.

Whoosh!

A clear and profound mysterious light fell directly towards the sacred tree across thousands of rivers and dry mountains, with numerous formations and protective restrictions!

But just when this mysterious light was about halfway emitted, a ray of disaster, a ray of death, and a ray of cold, dirty, hesitant and decadent air suddenly appeared in the mysterious light!

The next moment, the mysterious light dissipated directly, leaving no trace in this world.

The Patriarch of "Shiwei" was startled at first, and then his expression became serious. It was the two taboos from Yousu Fen and "Fu Qiong" from Chongming Sect!

The Patriarch of "Shiwei" immediately ignored the matter of the sacred tree and turned his head to look in the direction of Chongming Sect and Yousu Tomb.

Compared to the two taboos and the "Fuqiong" of the Chongming Sect, a mere protruding stump of a sacred tree, even if it is fully grown, is just a small thing!
Chapter completed!