"Mr. Qin. ”

Beichen Linglong didn't react.

Qin Li fell into the black mist and disappeared without a trace, without a sound.

"King Xuanfeng!" Beichen Linglong's eyes showed a fierce light, and he was full of anger: "You ruined my big thing!"

King Xuanfeng's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Your Highness, what I did is right, this guy has repeatedly dragged his feet, if we take him, we won't be able to escape at all." ”

The rest of the people who were close to the Immortal King also persuaded: "Your Highness, King Xuanfeng is also impulsive, you don't have to worry about him, the top priority is to leave quickly." ”

Beichen Linglong almost vomited blood: "You killed a future emperor, and you also ruined the plan of the near immortal to lay out Qianyuan, and my mother will not let you go." ”

Hear it!

The crowd was shocked.

King Xuanfeng couldn't believe it:

"Your Highness, it's just a law minister, if you are really qualified to be the emperor, then you will definitely be lucky, and it is impossible to die like this......"

"You're right!"

Suddenly.

Qin Li's voice sounded.

The black mist surged and tumbled.

"How could you be okay!" the Stygian projection couldn't believe it.

Qin's three-dimensional surface glowed with blue light, and no matter how the black mist washed away, it was unscathed.

"Mr. Qin!"

Beichen Linglong was surprised and delighted.

King Xuanfeng was stunned as if he had seen a ghost, and he was so frightened that he retreated.

This black mist is a strong burial power, capable of burying the Nine Tribulations.

"Devour!"

Qin Li let go of the suppression.

The fairy wood trembles, and the whale swallows the sea.

The black mist swept in, injected into the dantian, and turned into immortal wood nutrients.

"He can devour the black mist!" the Thousand Illusion Heavenly King's eyes widened in horror.

"It's just a law phase, what kind of means did he use!" Dong Shenyao was also frightened, and his face was incredible.

"Is the future emperor? No wonder Beichen Linglong protects him so much. Demon Demon Rao held the magic knife in her hand, her eyes flashed continuously, and she looked Qin Li up and down.

Beichen Linglong was also shocked: "Mr. Qin, how did you do it?"

Qin Li smiled and said nothing.

Stride away and face the rooftop.

"Little doll, no matter what means you have, go and die!"

In the black coffin, thick black oil was poured, seeping out from the cracks, turning into rolling waves to bury the ancient power and bury all beings.

Qin Liyun is light and light.

The body is blue, and he walks quietly.

Any touch of the dark force will be swallowed up in an instant.

The fairy wood has been greatly moistened, and it has become more and more luxuriant, and there is a faint tendency to become a mature tree, and the rumbling sound is continuous.

"What else is there, just use it, or you won't have a chance. "Qin Li is unusually calm, he has great confidence in the immortal wood, after all, it is a supreme treasure that disobeys the way of heaven, and he should be able to devour the saint.

"Kid looking for death!"

The Dry Grave Sage snorted coldly.

The black mist stirred, carried out the strength, and turned into a black crystal sword.

A whole hundred thousand sharp swords, indestructible, and the boom hole shot down, it was a rainstorm of destruction, and the royal weapon could be shattered.

"A sword is too yin!"

Qin Li pulled out the Taichu Sword Fetus.

Urging the power of softness, the sword body softened.

After studying for a long time, Qin Li, inspired by "The Pen Goes Away", absorbed the "Taiyin Divine Sword", and successfully fused the sword posture and unloading the treasure potential.

A sword came out, rippling the void, forming a Taiyin storm, a soft breeze and crisp bones, and a lost soul.

Those black crystal swords were rolled up, and the hundred refining steel turned into finger wrapping softness, and they all collapsed into black mist, which was swallowed by the immortal wood.

"How is that possible?"

"He can use supernatural powers!"

"In the Star Palace, except for the Immortal Emperor, no one can use their supernatural powers. ”

The group of people watching the battle at the back were completely stunned, the situation in front of them was completely beyond comprehension, is this guy really the Fa Xiang?

King Xuanfeng had cold sweat on his forehead, and he finally understood why Beichen Linglong was so solemn to a Faxiang cultivator.

And himself, it is likely that offending a future emperor is equivalent to suicide.

Now!

Qin Li stepped onto the altar.

He had known for a long time that he could use supernatural powers.

So along the way, I had no fear, and I didn't care about King Xuanfeng at all.

"What kind of monster are you, you can actually restrain the power of the Ancient Burial, this is the power of the Ancient Heavenly Court. In the black coffin, there was a voice of the underworld, cold and evil, with a faint hint of unease.

"Kill!"

Qin Li walked to the Purple Ice Crack.

As soon as his mind moved, the immortal root was like a heavenly sword, piercing through the purple ice seal.

The immortal root is the product of a mixture of Dao marks, formless and insubstantial, so it can easily pierce into the black coffin and absorb the dark substance.

"Immortal Wood!"

"Son of the Defiant!"

"Don't come here, get out of here!"

In the black coffin, the frightened voice of the dead grave saint was heard.

The sage was in a detached state of mind, but now he was so frightened that he screamed, which showed the horror of the fairy wood.

However, Qin Li also encountered trouble, the Immortal Saint in the coffin, although he had been frozen for countless years and his strength had dropped significantly, he was a saint after all, and he was able to temporarily resist the devouring of the Immortal Root.

"If one doesn't work, let's have a few more. ”

Airplanes!

The fairy wood shook.

More than a dozen fairy roots poured out of the nest.

The root system is like a dragon, thick as a sword, trapping the black coffin tightly.

This is destined to be a war of attrition, and it is obvious that the immortal wood is superior, devouring the power of the burial ancient little by little.

Under the growth of the other, the strength of the Dry Tomb Saint fell, and the immortal wood became stronger and stronger, so angry that he cursed viciously: "Son of the sky, you will not end well." I curse you to fall into darkness, I curse you to despair, I curse you ......"

Qin Li was calm.

On the contrary, there is some rejoicing.

If he really met a saint, he would definitely die.

But the Dead Grave Saint was trapped in a coffin, frozen and unmoving, and it was a plate of delicacies, albeit a little toothy.

The immortal tree has been nourished like never before, growing wildly, rising higher and taller, and the jade trunk that was originally the thickness of the forearm has become thicker and thicker, spreading the road marks, spraying thin immortal flowers, extending one branch after another, tearing the void, and the immortal roots have also increased by a few.

"Damn it!"

The Grave Saint is still struggling.

The black coffin trembled so much that the entire rooftop shook.

Qin Li was frightened, devouring so much dark matter, but the power of the Pluto Saint did not drop much, he was even more nourishing than he imagined.

"You'd better resign yourself to your fate!"

Shout!

Two immortal roots pierced.

These are all new roots, like immortal swords forged from green gold.

The Dry Grave Saint was really unable to resist, and the dark matter in his body flowed like a flood, turning into nutrients for immortal trees.

As if in an instant a hundred years, the fairy tree grows vigorously, more than ten zhang high, the trunk is thick and needs a person to hug, the green and crystalline, like a jade tree, its color is pale, like the sky of the sky, flowing fairy flowers, spraying thin Daohui.

The immortal wood is made of wood, deriving forty-eight main branches, thick as a dragon, like a heavenly sword, green and gold, straight as one, tearing the void, piercing into the depths of nothingness, I don't know what it touches, flowing forty-eight kinds of power.

Qin Li was completely shocked and couldn't believe it: "Qianyuan aura, near immortal aura, god and demon aura, haoran righteousness, body training demon yuan, innate sword yuan, nirvana aura, canglan water qi...... This is the unique aura of the forty-eight worlds!"

Shouldn't it be forty-eight main branches, with the same effect as the Holy Communion Spring!

"There are also changes in the fairy roots!"

Only then did Qin Li discover that there were as many as twenty-four immortal roots.

Like the chains of the twenty-four laws, extending the complex root system, piercing into the void, and absorbing them respectively, the essence of the sea, the dragon qi of the earth veins, the essence of the sky, the essence of ten thousand trees, the golden qi of the ore veins, the blood element of the earth, and the pale Tiangang......

"This ......"

Qin Li was completely shocked.

I didn't expect that I still underestimated the exaggerated power of Xianmu!

No wonder it's something that the Heavenly Dao fears!

Disobedience to death, pointing to eternity, has all kinds of unbelievable and incredible powers.

Originally, there were 800 green leaves, but now there are 3,600 leaves, the leaves and leaves are different, the status quo is different, flowing Taigu immortal text, even the color has changed, no longer green and blue, but red, orange, yellow and green, colorful colors, bursting out of dreamy fairy light, dyeing the fairy wood into a colorful sacred tree.

"My Dao Fruit!"

"It's been a long time!"

"Go against the sky, move against the trend, you don't have a good end ......"

The voice of the Dead Grave grew fainter.

until invisible.

Rumble!

The fairy wood shook.

It seems that I have eaten some great supplement.

The fairy roots are dancing, the thousand leaves are singing, the fairy light is gorgeous, and the sound is magnificent.

Qin Li thought that the immortal wood was going to grow again, but he guessed wrong, because the immortal wood had a deeper change.

Shout!

The top of the fairy wood.

A round of brilliant light erupted.

The qi of the forty-eight worlds, the essence of the twenty-four heavens and the earth, all poured in.

Daoguang has been moistened, brilliant to the extreme, and has evolved many visions, such as purple qi coming from the east, blue clouds rushing into the sky, rainbow light thousands of ways, golden light, dragon flying phoenix dance, heavenly maiden dancing, unicorn Turui, Wuyue Zhenjiang, spring back to the earth......

After reaching the acme.

Daoguang converges, compresses and normalizes.

In the end, only a dreamy flower remained, standing on the top of the fairy tree.