"Kill him!" The more than a dozen elders of the Immortal Sect around him shouted loudly in unison, and the terrifying aura around them spread, and they stepped out in one step, encircling the children in all directions.

"Click!"

The child bit a piece of light in his hand, revealing a corner of it, and the golden flesh shimmered.

"Sub-immortal seed!" At this time, some people had gathered around, and some people exclaimed.

"There are more than thirty of them!" exclaimed another man, his eyes full of greed.

The child chirped a few more times, stuffed all the golden light clusters in his hands into his mouth, and then looked at the sky and attacked the people of the Immortal Sect.

A playful smile flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his figure flashed, and suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already reached the canopy of the tree, dodging everyone's attacks.

"Attack him with all magic weapons. An old man shouted.

At the same time, with a flash in his hand, a huge hammer appeared, rapidly growing in size in the air, and slammed down on the child.

"Shatter!" the child threw a small fist into the sky.

"Click!" the huge hammer surface suddenly cracked, and then exploded with a bang.

"He's so strong in the flesh! Don't fight him. The old man was taken aback, threw away a piece of the hammer handle in his hand, his body quickly retreated, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out in the air, and the magic weapon was broken, and he was counterattacked.

It's just that he reminded late.

A middle-aged man in his forties stepped out, appeared on the left side of the child, and blasted out with a punch.

All spells have no effect on children, so they fight only in the flesh, trying to overpower their opponents.

The power of this punch is also quite good, obviously this person is also quite accomplished in refining the body, and the space around the fist has also been slightly distorted, and it has made a light rumbling sound all the way.

"Get out!" the child scolded, and the same punch was thrown, light and fluttering, without any strength.

"Die!" the man let out a sinister laugh, his fists clenched tightly, making a clicking sound, and green tendons appeared on his arms, and it was obvious that he had already shot with all his strength at this time.

"Bang!", the man screamed, his arm broke inch by inch, his body flew upside down, blood spilled into the void, and then he fell heavily on the thick branches, turning into a puddle of mud, and died too much to die again.

"Evil Beast!" The sect master of the Immortal Sect, the middle-aged man who had just appeared, had already arrived in front of the child, and his eyes burst with murderous intent.

Above him, a pitch-black illusory shadow appeared, stretched out two huge hands, and grabbed the child.

These two giant hands were completely opened, dozens of feet long, covering the sky and the sun, emitting an extremely rich black qi, and bursts of killing machines spread out.

"Magical powers!" the child narrowed his eyes and stepped out, and his figure disappeared directly.

The sect master of the Immortal Sect frowned, and finally his face changed greatly, and his figure hurriedly retreated, and at this time, a palm knife swept between his eyebrows, bringing up a few strands of broken hair.

"Pretty fast!" the child chuckled, and the figure disappeared again, to another part of the canopy.

"Whew!" a tentacle withdrew from the void and swung violently across the sky, whipping the void with a series of snapping sounds.

"Whew!" the base of the tentacle shook slightly.

"Zi Ling Ling!" The tentacles turned into a long whip, and the waist whipped in, and the breath was condensed but not released, but it could cut all the voids along the way into pitch-black openings.

"Why are you so stingy!" the child stomped his foot, and the whole towering tree shook slightly, and the tentacle waved even more violently.

"Smack!" the tentacles whipped at the child's side, shattering the void in that place with a slight click.

"This is the Heavenly Dao Ten Thousand Worlds Tree!" beside Wei Qing, Song Shiya said in amazement.

"Heavenly Dao Ten Thousand Worlds Tree?" Wei Qing wondered.

Song Shiya nodded and said, "The Heavenly Dao Ten Thousand Worlds Tree is one of the divine objects in the world, and those tentacles can pass through the void and extract the life soul of the small world, thus condensing on the canopy to form a sub-immortal species. ”

Wei Qing's eyes narrowed, and he carefully observed the big tree.

Soon, he discovered something unusual, above the trunk of the tree, there were more than thirty extremely thick tentacles, enough for more than a dozen people to encircle it.

These tentacles are different from the others, and in the cracks in the bark, blood-colored veins can be seen wriggling, transporting the power drawn from the void to the crown of the tree, emitting a golden glow.

"Each tentacle extends into a small world?" Wei Qing asked coldly.

Song Shiya nodded and replied: "Yes, but what is here is not its body, it is just a clone, and its strength is not strong, it can capture more than three hundred small worlds, and solidify the souls in these worlds together, and finally produce more than thirty sub-immortal seeds." ”

As soon as Song Shiya's words fell, a bright sword light rose into the sky from not far away, and slashed down towards a tentacle.

"Die to me, you vampires!" the voice was full of anger, almost gritting teeth.

"Presumptuous!" A disciple of the Seed Immortal Sect of the ninth level of the Dan Transformation Period stepped out, stopped in front of the sword light, and swung out the same sword.

The two hundred-foot-long swords collided together, making an earth-shattering loud noise, and the surrounding void shattered.

A figure flew out upside down, ragged, and a hideous mouth appeared on his right chest, almost splitting his whole body in half.

At this time, his eyes were full of hatred, and his right hand holding the long sword trembled slightly, extremely angry.

"People from the small world?" the disciple of the Immortal Sect first sighed lightly and asked.

"Yes, today I will uproot this demon tree and use it to comfort the spirits of hundreds of millions of human beings in the sky. "At this time, he looks like he is only in his thirties, and he has reached the seventh level of the Dan Transformation Period, and this talent can be described as amazing.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" The disciple of the Immortal Sect scolded, and at the same time raised the long sword in his hand, and a terrifying sword aura spread out from it.

"Die!" the man's eyes were cold, and his whole body breath puffed out, faintly forming a huge illusory sword shadow above his head.

"Sword Cultivation, this is the real Sword Cultivation!" Wei Qing's eyes lit up, revealing a look of interest.

"Human sword unity!" The man threw the long sword in his hand, and the whole person turned into a ray of light and merged into it, and the long sword above his head also merged with the sword, and terrifying sword qi spread out from it.

"Whoosh!"

This sword does not have earth-shattering momentum, but it can condense the sword qi on a sword, and all its own strength is also integrated into it, and when the sword moves rapidly, the blade of the sword cuts an extremely long pitch-black crack in the void.

"Looking for death!" The disciple of the Immortal Sect snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand slashed down, and the terrifying sword aura was full of thousands of feet, as if the pillar supporting the sky had fallen, and the momentum was amazing.

"Poof!" a slight thud came out.

Then, the thousand-zhang sword gang exploded from it, turning into a sky of fine sword light and scattering.

Immediately after, there was another poof.

The disciple of the Immortal Sect was split in half by a sword, and fell down from the branch of the Heavenly Dao Ten Thousand Worlds Tree, and died directly.

"Whew!"

The sword aura dissipated, revealing the man's figure.

He looked also embarrassed at this time, sweating profusely, coughing up blood from his mouth, and the placket on his chest was even more infected with blood, dripping down.

(End of chapter)