Now let alone outsiders, even the little white fox who has been following Zhu Lingwu was shocked by the strength Zhu Lingwu showed now.

It couldn't help blinking its fox eyes, looking at the electric arc outside, and then turning to look at Zhu Lingwu. At this moment, its heart seemed very complicated.

The camphor tree spirit roared for a while, but did not see Zhu Lingwu reacting in the arc ball, so it had to stop and shout.

Zhu Lingwu was still concentrating the electric power of the arc and continued to whip the camphor tree spirit, but Zhu Lingwu knew in his heart that he could not cause too much harm to the camphor tree spirit now.

Although the arcs he controls are amazing now, this is just a superficial skill. With Zhu Lingwu's control over current, he naturally knows how much current is contained in the arcs he controls now.

Zhu Lingwu didn't expect things to turn out like this. He didn't expect that the phantom of the blue dragon wandering in the blue dragon plate wood array would actually release such a magic.

As a result, he got such a huge current, but these currents were still not enough, and it was still not enough to solve this camphor tree spirit.

If you want to cause such a huge camphor tree spirit to cause any fatal damage, unless the Qinglong Panmu magic circle completely regards it as an enemy entering the magic circle, condenses the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth of Qingling Mountain, and launches continuous attacks on it, perhaps it can completely uproot it.

Now, relying on the electric arcs released by these wood-type Yuan Lei, Zhu Lingwu could not kill the camphor tree spirit without wasting any effort. If he tried his best, he could only make it hurt, but it would not hurt the fundamental ones.

The practice of this camphor tree spirit for thousands of years is not fake. The innate wood spiritual power condensed in its tree body is actually a countermeasure to these arcs.

Zhu Lingwu could only use his current momentum to make the camphor tree spirit afraid of him, and prevented the camphor tree spirit from stopping him from entering the Qinghua Sect's cave in front of him.

So Zhu Lingwu did not return to the camphor tree spirit's reproach, but just used the arc whip again to whip it repeatedly like a taming animal.

Now Zhu Lingwu has condensed several other arc whips together. Except for the arc ball that enveloped the clouds, the other currents have condensed together.

Then, he whipped the arc whip on the camphor tree spirit, and then directly whipped the camphor tree spirit's wooden body, splashing the juice from its tree body.

At the same time, the dissipated current penetrated into the depths of the camphor tree spirit's body. This made the camphor tree spirit feel pain and the pain penetrate into the soul.

"Ao...oh..., what do you want, who are you!"

The camphor tree spirit shouted in pain, and it couldn't help but ask Zhu Lingwu again.

"You camphor tree spirit are so convinced. If you are willing to submit to me and no longer block me from entering the cave in front of you, then I can spare you!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately shouted sternly, and Zhu Lingwu also noticed that the phantom of the green dragon behind him was a little unusual.

It did not come up to judge whether Zhu Lingwu was an enemy or a friend. It just looked here quietly, and it must be someone who was monitoring the movements here.

So Zhu Lingwu can't delay too much time. He just hopes to impress the camphor tree spirit as soon as possible.

I just don’t know how the demon spirit slave’s butt is like. Unfortunately, Zhu Lingwu doesn’t have time to ask the little white fox now, but perhaps due to the interference of the arc ball outside, the little white fox may not be able to contact the demon spirit slave’s butt.

"You, huh, I have been favored by Qinghua Sect for thousands of years. How can I do my best for Qinghua Sect? Who are you and why do you come to break into this Tsinghua Cave!"

Although the camphor tree spirit still seemed to be a little strong, its tone had eased a lot.

"I came here just to leave a lineage for Qinghua Sect! Now that the Demon Sect is besieging Qinghua Sect, Qinghua Sect will definitely not be able to overcome this disaster this time. I advise you to think of a way out as soon as possible, otherwise when the devil from Yangxu Valley attacks in, it will not be as easy as me!"

Zhu Lingwu heard the meaning behind the camphor tree spirit's words, and suddenly retracted the arc whip that beat the camphor tree spirit, and at the same time, the arc ball that enveloped the clouds began to condense.

Although the arcs were emitting a large area, now with Zhu Lingwu's soul control, the arcs quickly gathered together.

In fact, this is to preserve more strength for yourself, but it is rare to get so many arcs, but if you continue to consume this, you are afraid that these arcs will soon dissipate in the air.

But now in this Qinglong Panmu magic circle, Zhu Lingwu feels that there are still many crises waiting for him. Now he is likely to be targeted by the head of Qinghua Sect.

Next, even if the passive magic formula of the Qinglong Panmu magic array is protected, the Qinghua Sect's head may be forced to attack by the restriction of the Qinglong Panmu magic array remotely controlled by the Qinghua Sect.

Therefore, Zhu Lingwu dared not let the power he controlled easily lose.

Not long after, these arcs shrank into the gap of the clouds that Zhu Lingwu released, and gradually shrank into a ball in Zhu Lingwu's hands.

But now these arcs contain a lot of electricity. Zhu Lingwu just turned it into a basketball-sized electric ball, and then made it float upward like a balloon, hanging high above the somewhat thin clouds.

This was also intentional by Zhu Lingwu. He wanted to continue to maintain a certain threat to the camphor tree spirit, so that he could continue to negotiate conditions with the camphor tree spirit.

As for whether the head of Qinghua Sect will send other monks to protect his cave, Zhu Lingwu is not afraid for the time being. The arc he condensed was not a vegetarian.

With this electric arc in it, Zhu Lingwu had the courage to compete with the immortal cultivators after building the foundation.

This is an electric ball condensed with an arc released by nearly a hundred wood-type thunder. The electricity produced in it is comparable to the palm thunder spell released by a real person in Jindan.

"So, you are the son of the Demon Sect? What exactly do you mean? Why do you say it is to leave a lineage for the Qinghua Sect? What will happen to me?"

After hearing Zhu Lingwu's words, the camphor tree spirit obviously had a twitching mind. This was also a flaw of the grass and tree spirit monsters. Although they had developed spiritual intelligence, they were grass and tree heads after all.

That's the case with the so-called elm-wood's head not open.

Thanks to the fact that this camphor tree spirit has existed for thousands of years and often talks to the disciples of the Qinghua Sect, it is why it has the intelligence of different ordinary grass and tree spirits.

But compared with human intelligence, it still looks a little slow to react, so it was unable to understand Zhu Lingwu's words for a while.

But it instinctively felt a crisis, and then he asked Zhu Lingwu worriedly. Psychologically, it was no longer hostile to Zhu Lingwu.

"Of course I am not those disciples of the Demon Sect, I am also a disciple of the Immortal Tao, but this time I cannot change the fate of the Qinghua Sect! This is the disaster of the Qinghua Sect! Since you, the camphor tree spirit, have taken root here, once the devil from Yangxu Valley attacks this mountain, what will you think you will encounter? Those devils will inevitably remove you from the skin and branches, lift them up from the ground, and make some magical instrument materials!"

Zhu Lingwu said intimidatingly. Zhu Lingwu saw that its head was a little dull and that it was not so smart when thinking, so he helped it think.

In fact, when the senior officials of the Demon Sect in Yangxu Valley see this camphor tree spirit, they may not be able to do anything to it. Maybe they will do it like Qinghua Sect, making it a slave to guard the cave.

"Since you are a disciple of the Immortal Tao, why don't you go to find Qinghua Sect? Since you are a fellow Immortal Sect, you are now sneaking into Qinghua Cave in secret! As for how those evil men in the Demon Sect will treat me, what can I do? Where can I escape from here when I take root here!"

Although the camphor tree spirit reacted slowly, it was not stupid after all. Zhu Lingwu is now coming to the head of the Qinghua Sect, which obviously has a different purpose.

"Zhangshu Spirit, how can you know the things in the world? I am just a little monk, so how can I help Qinghua Sect through this catastrophe? There are indeed some things I come here, but this matter is only good for Qinghua Sect, not bad things! Perhaps it can prevent the inheritance of Qinghua Sect from being cut off! As for you, I have a suggestion, do you dare to listen?"

Zhu Lingwu looked at the camphor tree spirit and suddenly felt a little bad thoughts in his heart. He said that, but looked up and down at its huge tree body.

"Old ghost, what are you thinking? I think you are malicious! But, what are you going to give it?"

The little white fox obviously knew Zhu Lingwu's nature. It saw that Zhu Lingwu was trying to make a ghost. It couldn't help but flash the fox's eyes, and it didn't know what it was thinking.

Zhu Lingwu just glanced at it with his eyes and did not explain anything to it. Now he has no time to deal with the little white fox.

"You, come and listen!"

The camphor tree spirit was stimulated by Zhu Lingwu and asked according to Zhu Lingwu's wishes.

"Actually, you are trapped in this tree body now. It has been thousands of years. Why are you still unable to make any breakthroughs and can only be trapped here. You are regarded as a guardian slave by the Qinghua Sect! Are you really willing to keep going like this? If you believe me, I have a wooden puppet body here, which can temporarily keep your soul and spiritual intelligence! The wooden puppet body also has rich in innate wood spiritual power. Perhaps this spiritual power is not as good as your current tree body, and at least it can allow you to freely escape from this tree body!"

Zhu Lingwu said, and then took out the wooden puppet body condensed from the body of the female scattered cultivator surnamed Wu from the storage bag.

The wooden-attribute Xuanming ghost claws flew out of the cloud group where Zhu Lingwu is hiding.

The camphor tree spirit was surprised even though he was slow to react, but soon it was attracted by the wooden puppet body.
Chapter completed!