Chapter Seventy-Two: The Pearl of Thunder Punishment
The dryad chose to fight desperately in despair, once she was defeated, she would fall into a place of no return, but if she won, she didn't need to use the Nine Divine Grass, as long as she devoured Feng Fengchen and Song Qingshan, she could be promoted to the fourth order.
As a result, the Dryad, that is, the old woman, at the cost of her thousands of leaves, raised her cultivation to the peak of the third order, which was infinitely close to the level of the fourth order.
Moreover, every leaf contains life essence, as long as she does not die, she can use these life essence to recover in a short time, which can be called an immortal body.
Of course, the towering ancient tree is her body, and the leaves are also a part of herself, and once it is exhausted, she will naturally lose her vitality.
The Nine Peaks, which have been sunless all year round, finally ushered in a ray of sunlight, shining down from the bare branches and shining on the earth.
The old woman's momentum reached its peak, infinitely approaching the level of a fourth-order demon, and the trauma she had just suffered also recovered instantly.
"You forced me, in that case, let's see who can have the last laugh!"
The old woman's resentful eyes stared at Feng Fengchen, and after finishing her words, she saw her withered hands take a random shot, and the crutches that fell on the side suddenly flew over.
The huge demonic power in the old woman's body crossed into the crutch, and the light of the crutch flashed and turned into a giant python.
The giant python was several feet long, and its scarlet eyes stared at the old woman, but in the end, it dodged its eyes and did not dare to look at the old woman.
"Bed bugs, give you a chance, kill them, and I'll give you back your freedom!" the old woman pointed at her demeanor.
Hearing this, the giant python nodded slightly, and immediately rushed towards Feng Fengchen, and before it was close, a disgusting fishy smell came to its face.
"It's really sad that the third-order mysterious beast has actually become the crutch of the great demon!"
Feng Fengchen shook his head slightly, and just as he was about to make a move, Song Qingshan stepped out and faced the giant python.
Song Qingshangui is the lord of the first hall, and his strength must not be low, he has reached the Xuandan Nine Realms, and he is only one step away from the earth valley.
Although it is not as amazing as the demeanor, it is also a very strong person, just a few rounds, it will press the python to fight, and it should not take long to solve the python.
Seeing this, the old woman smiled, she didn't have much hope for the giant python, and the reason why she released the other party was nothing more than dragging Song Qingshan down.
"The wheel of the tree, irreversible, stirs the heavens and the earth!"
The old woman suddenly looked solemn and sang in a low voice, and there was a green demonic power flowing between her hands, outlining a gear-like thing in front of her.
I saw her push with both palms, and the demonic power in her body came out wildly, blending into the gears.
The illusory gears slowly rotated, heading in the direction of the Grace Minister, and as more demonic power crossed into it, the speed became faster and faster, and inside it, there was a white fierce qi like a gang qi raging wildly, once a boulder was caught in it, it shattered in an instant.
An unstoppable, all-consuming feeling appeared in Feng Fengchen's heart, and he raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
"There is really no one who has lived for thousands of years to deal with!" said the demeanor secretly, and his expression became solemn.
After thinking for a moment, Feng Fengchen suddenly sat down, and the surrounding Xuan Qi converged towards his body, and a golden phantom slowly emerged, several feet high, like a god and demon.
"Golden Lingtong Divine Technique!"
Song Qingshan's eyes on the side swept away, and he almost fell to the ground one by one, what this style minister performed was actually a prefecture-level top-grade mystic art, and this technique was auctioned by Linglong Pavilion more than ten years ago, but he didn't expect that the mysterious person who bought it was actually a style minister.
Behind Feng Fengchen, the golden phantom slowly solidified, and his body was covered with exquisite armor printed with mysterious runes, wearing armor on his head, covering his face, and only his hollow eyes like an abyss could be seen.
At this moment, the illusory gears spun around, and it looked like they were about to involve the demeanor.
"Guard!"
Feng Feng Chen let out a low shout, and a glimmer of light flashed in the empty eyes of the golden armor giant, and then he saw it pressed down with one hand, and the huge palm directly covered Feng Feng Chen, and the five fingers were like huge golden pillars, horizontal in front of Feng Feng Chen.
Boom!
The gears spun and slammed into the hands of the golden-armored giant, both of which were obviously illusory, but they made a piercing sound like metal.
Under the protection of the golden-armored giant, the gear could not be saved, so it had to spin in place.
The old woman's face sank, her hands danced, and a third of the remaining leaves above the towering ancient tree fell and flew towards the illusory gears.
As more leaves were added, the power of the gears became stronger and stronger, and some cracks gradually appeared on the golden giant's fingers, but I was afraid that it would not be long before they crumbled.
Seeing this, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on the old woman's gloomy face, but her face was extremely pale and wrinkled, and she looked very terrifying.
In the distance, Song Qingshan was still chasing the giant python, and the giant python was already scarred, and it didn't seem to be able to support it for long.
The golden light on the golden armor giant's body flickered on and off, and Feng Fengchen knew that if it continued like this, the golden armor giant might not be able to support it for long, so his heart was horizontal and forced out a drop of red blood to integrate into the body of the golden armor giant.
For the tall golden-armored giant, this drop of blood was nothing more than dust, but after integrating into its body, the golden-armored giant's body suddenly flashed with dazzling golden light, and there was a faint red glow in those empty eyes.
"Attack!"
The demeanor let out a low snort, and between his palms, a surging Xuan power flew out and crossed into the body of the golden-armored giant.
The golden-armored giant clenched his fist with his other hand, and immediately a punch burst out, and the huge fist was the size of a mountain bag, and smashed directly on the illusory gear.
Boom!
The illusory gear was knocked upside down and flew out, and it stopped when it landed in front of the old woman, and there were several shocking cracks on the already illusory gear, and the slightest demonic power poured out of it and dissipated into the heavens and the earth.
The old woman's face changed again, and she looked at Feng Fengchen's eyes with a trembling hatred, only to see her scream suddenly, and the sound like a ghost crying wolf howl shook people's eardrums, and the only remaining leaves also fell and merged into the gears.
After all the leaves fell off, the old woman became even older, as if she would die of old age in the next second.
The illusory gear spun again and ran towards Feng Fengchen, and Feng Feng Chen didn't expect this old woman to be really desperate, looking at the slowly approaching gear, and the gradually fading golden armor giant, Feng Feng Chen felt out a dark blue bead from his waist.
The tiny beads are the size of fingernails, but they emit a trembling aura that gives people the feeling of destroying everything.
"This pearl of thunder resistance punishment is refined by the strong man of Tianfu who ingested the power of heavenly thunder, once you sacrifice it, you will definitely die, and you will not be able to practice easily, so you will have a chance, as long as you leave, this matter will not be investigated!"
Feng Fengchen pinched the pearl of thunder punishment and looked at the old woman and said lightly.
The old woman's face was full of horror, when Feng Fengchen took out the Thunder Punishment Pearl, she felt the terrifying power in it, as the spirit of the grass and trees, it was easy for the Thunder of Heavenly Punishment to obliterate her.
The old woman was extremely unwilling to remove the illusory gear, she glanced at Feng Fengchen and Mo Chengqian and others, and then said resentfully: "Today's things have been recorded by the old body, and he will definitely recover this debt when he is destined to do so!"
After finishing speaking, the old woman retreated, and her body merged into the towering ancient tree, and the huge towering ancient tree actually shrank rapidly, and finally turned into a small tree more than three feet high.
The small tree rose from the ground, flew away from the lone peak in the blink of an eye, and disappeared into the vast mountains.
Seeing this, the demeanor minister breathed a sigh of relief, he glanced at the dying python, and then put away the pearl of thunder punishment, this thing is extremely powerful, if it is sacrificed to kill the old woman, it is an easy matter.
It's just that this Thunder Punishment Pearl has a special meaning for him, and he doesn't want to waste it unless it is a last resort.