I'll go, what's this thing?

Seeing a big tree with only a trunk and no branches and leaves, like an octopus, moving its thick roots and stepping on the rocks all over the mountain, Yang Ling's jaw almost fell off.

He is not surprised that the tree walks, the demons have done it, the problem is that the trunk of the tree still has a nose and eyes, like a legendary tree grandfather, and even has a beard on the chin, but this tree grandfather looks quite hideous and terrifying, his eyes are blood-red, his mouth is open to reveal sharp fangs, and there are many skulls and skulls wrapped around his beard.

"Roar~"

The Qinglong Yuan Shen obviously hadn't recovered from Yang Ling's contempt yet, he roared and pounced, opening his mouth hundreds of meters away to spew out a mouthful of thunder light, and with a pop, Grandpa Shu was wrapped in a colorful churning thunder light.

Yu Qingzhu, who was about to make a move, saw Qinglong make a move, so he stopped.

"Wow~~"

An angry and terrible scream erupted, only to see a red light exploded with thunder, the thunder light dispersed, and the image of the big tree was quite miserable in front of everyone, the beard had been burned out, the trunk was also smoked black, and the bark of the tree was constantly collapsing, revealing the flesh and blood that were constantly wriggling inside.

And the Qinglong Yuan Shen was also out of anger, his body circled and swooped down, and his giant claws slammed into the trunk of the tree.

"Bang~" The big tree was knocked over, and the green dragon pounced on it, its huge body wrapped around the big tree, its claws pierced into the trunk of the tree and grabbed hard, and the big mouth opened to reveal its sharp fangs like a woodpecker, gnawing and gnawing and biting.

In the midst of the roar and roar, the big tree kept screaming, and streams of blood splattered thousands of meters high, and the roots of the trees danced wildly in the sky to strangle the green dragon, and a huge dragon and a tree stump rolled in the rubble on the ground like two street hooligans who were scrambled.

"Daoyou, this war beast is good!" Yu Qingzhu couldn't help but admire again, a meaningful smile appeared on his beautiful cheeks.

Feng Jingzi's face was excited, and Yu Xiaoxiao's big eyes stared at Qinglong tightly without blinking.

Yang Ling's cheeks twitched a few times, and he continued to watch the two hooligans fight.

A few minutes later, hundreds of kilometers in a radius were crushed into white ground, and the Qinglong Law Aspect slowly gained the upper hand, the runes on the surface of the huge body were churning, and the fangs and claws had already torn the big tree all over the body.

"Roar~~"

With a long roar, the Qinglong Faxiang finally bit the trunk of the tree into two, and a ball of starlight flew out of the trunk, turning into a meteor and shooting away into the distance, and Yu Qingzhu, who had not moved, stretched out his hand to grab it, and a big hand as white as jade fell from the sky to grab the starlight.

"Yang Daoyou, this is your trophy!" Yu Qingzhu opened his white and tender palm, and a bright colored starlight the size of an egg was suspended in the palm of his hand.

"What is this?" Yang Ling felt that this starlight had an aura that made him quite excited, so he asked curiously,

"This is the spirit of the ancient holy beast, and after refining, it will be of great help to comprehend the power of order!" Yu Qingzhu explained.

"Since it was caught by my seniors, I don't want it!" Yang Ling waved his hand.

"It's okay, I've already set foot in the Holy Realm, and this thing is of little use to me, but for you, Xiaoxiao, and Feng Jingzi Daoist, it's a rare thing, and this thing is not available anywhere else in Kyushu except for the Land of the Eight Pillars. Yun Qingzhu's voice was still soft.

"Then thank you senior!" Yang Ling was no longer pretentious, so he reached out and grabbed this starlight, and when his hands touched, Yang Ling's little heart couldn't help but sway slightly.

So tender, so white, so slippery!

After staring at this starlight for a few moments, Yang Ling turned his head to look at the envious Feng Jingzi and Yu Xiaoxiao, whose eyes were full of little stars, and after a little hesitation, he handed it to Feng Jingzi and said, "Feng Jingzi, you are now approaching your birthday, give this thing to you, if you can break through the Holy Realm as soon as possible, it will be good for you and me!"

"Thank you~" Feng Jingzi was so excited that she almost cried.

If it weren't for Yang Ling's telling him not to call him master in front of outsiders, otherwise he would definitely hug Yang Ling's thigh and cry his nose, because if he had been able to obtain this ancient holy beast spirit before, it is estimated that he would have broken through the holy realm and become a sub-saint, and he would not have been so miserable, and the Feng family would not have fallen to such a point.

You must know that now the eight ancient clans, there are only ten saints and seventeen sub-saints in total, plus some other hidden sects and maybe a few sub-saints, these top masters can almost count their hands and feet.

But how big the vast Kyushu is, these people exist like a rarity, a sub-saint, enough to support a huge sect, and at the same time will gather countless vassals, even the holy gate does not dare to touch it easily, otherwise it will cause violent turmoil in Kyushu, when the Lei family dealt with the Feng family, although they won, but they also lost a lot, otherwise they would not have united the two families of Muhuo to make a joint move, and in order to gain control of Xianzhou, the money paid behind and the concessions in the decision-making of the Holy Gate must be very large, otherwise the other clans will definitely not stand idly by and watch the balance of the Holy Gate being broken, even so, the Feng family has not been forced to the point of complete extinctionIn the end, Feng Jingzi was sheltered by the Yun family, and the Lei family did not desperately pursue it.

This is a game of power for the big family, because the Yun family and the Jin family have been friends for generations, even if the Lei family can move the Yun family, they will definitely not be able to move the Jin family, and behind the two families, there are also intertwined vassal sects and forces, and they really want to get to the bottom of it, and in the end, it will definitely be the collapse of the Holy Gate, causing the lives of the Kyushu Continent to be ruined, which is not in line with the purpose of the Holy Gate.

Feng Jingzi got the ancient holy beast, and naturally he couldn't wait to refine it, so Yu Qingzhu found a relatively safe place to rest.

"Senior Yu ......" Yang Ling walked over to Yu Qingzhu, who was sitting cross-legged in the air.

"Just call me Yu Daoyou or Qingzhu, you and I don't have to be so estranged!" Yu Qingzhu spoke in a very good voice, as fresh and pleasant as a bamboo flute.

Yang Ling naturally obeyed, and asked with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Yu, are there many such ancient holy beasts in the Land of Eight Pillars?"

Yu Qingzhu shook his head and didn't speak, but Yu Xiaoxiao next to him said very resentfully: "This ancient holy beast can't be touched once a hundred times, and some of it has been killed by the previous people, so you just gave it away as a stone, hum, big idiot!"

Yang Ling: ......

"Xiaoxiao, don't be rude!" Although Yu Qingzhu scolded the apprentice, there was no emotional fluctuation on his face, but he nodded and said: "There are indeed many legends of this ancient holy beast, but after hundreds of millions of years, it has almost been hunted and extinct, and it has not been encountered for millions of years, I don't know why I can meet one today, it seems that Yang Daoyou is a person of creation!"

Yang Ling's face was a little dark.