In such a place, there is always a sense of abruptness when a wooden house that has existed for a long time appears.

The thick dust under his feet is enough to prove that this wooden house has existed for a long, long time, and the strange thing is that after so many years, even the stone house will be turned into a ruin, and this wooden house is actually intact, intact, and it looks like there is nothing wrong with it from the outside.

The structure of the wooden house and the timber on it look like a freshly felled tree, with the characteristic smell of sawdust.

Long Zun looked left and right, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a plank in the wooden house move.

He can be sure that he is indeed moving, not that his eyes are dazzled, and he still has this confidence as a strong martial artist.

Seeing this, he suddenly took out his long sword and split it in two, quickly slashed left and right, and at the same time the whole person quickly rushed towards the door.

But as soon as he turned around, the wooden door that had come in had disappeared and was covered by a wooden wall, and he immediately realized that it was not good, and quickly retreated, and attacked the wooden wall with the long sword in his hand.

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The wooden wall is harder than the stubborn stone, and it is even much stronger, and the Lingbao-level long sword actually did not cut through the wooden wall, but was like being equipped with a weapon of the same level.

Long Zun's heart sank, he didn't dare to hesitate, he waved his hands, and a stream of heat from the lower abdomen dantian flowed through his arm and into the long sword.

The sword let out a low roar that resembled the roar of a dragon, and then slashed at the sword in front of it.

After a dozen swords, the wooden wall was cut off in pieces, revealing a large hole, and the broken wooden wall left a bright red bloodstain.

Long Zun didn't care too much, the aura wrapped around his body, and he slammed forward, jumping directly out of the wooden wall and coming outside.

When he stood firm, he turned around and saw that the wooden house behind him was still a wooden house, and it turned out to be a tangled root that he didn't know what it was.

Now he had cut off some of them, and the roots were loosened, and many of them were coming at him.

Long Zun took a step back, and the long sword pulled a sword flower, left and right, up and down, and all the roots that attacked him were cut into one by one.

The roots that fell to the ground were like long worms that had been cut off, and they struggled on the ground for a while before they didn't move again, just red juice like blood flowed out.

At this moment, another root came out of the soil and plunged directly into the broken root, washing the blood juice inside, so that the broken root was completely dried and turned into a dried salted fish.

Long Zun didn't dare to stay for a long time, there were obviously many of these roots in front of him, and if he didn't find the taproot, he would not cut off these roots at all.

He knew that he couldn't dig into the ground, so he could only cut the roots while retreating into the desert, because when he was in the desert, he didn't encounter these roots, which means that the roots in the desert don't exist, at least these roots will not chase into the desert.

Retreating into the desert, sure enough, the roots did not follow, and stopped in the middle of the section, and then all retreated.

After the roots retreated, Long Zun did not go back immediately, but stayed in the desert, sat cross-legged on it, and began to practice the exercises.

A big week passed, his body relaxed, and his energy was full, but he knew that he couldn't stay in the desert all the time, and if he wanted to look for the ruins, naturally you had to find the benefits in the ruins.

Thinking of this, he got up and stood up, and began to walk back with the sword in his hand.

Walking to the place where the roots retreated and the boundary between the desert, Long Zun took a breath, crossed his sword with both hands, and quickly rushed forward.

The previous wooden house reappeared there and was rebuilt into a wooden house.

Long Zun walked there, and suddenly many roots and tendrils rushed towards him.

Long Zun didn't dare to delay, while resisting with the long sword in his hand, he moved forward quickly, but there were too many roots, not even one-third of his usual speed, even so, the long sword didn't know how many roots he had cut off.

It can be said that a blood path was killed behind him, but this blood path did not last long, and the blood juice was absorbed by the other roots.

Long Zun has no way out, unless he wants to be trapped in the desert for the rest of his life, there is only one way to get out, fortunately, although there are many roots, they are not too strong.

Walk all the way to kill all the way, the long sword is waved non-stop, fortunately, it is a spiritual treasure, and if it is replaced by an ordinary mortal soldier, I don't know how many have been cut off.

Along the way, he didn't know how far he went, Long Zun estimated in his heart that it was about a hundred and ten miles, and the roots of the tree finally became fewer, and he could breathe a sigh of relief, take a few pills of spiritual qi pills, and secretly recover.

Without the intrusion of the roots, Long Zun's speed was immediately much faster, but because he had to distract himself from the medicinal power of the Spiritual Qi Pill, his speed did not increase too fast.

After walking for about fifty miles, Long Zun found a big tree in front of him, and he couldn't see it when he looked up, but this big tree was very special, with a circle of thigh-thick vines around the periphery, wrapped around the tree, and the big tree only had two branches, each of which was dark green, all the way up.

"I didn't expect you to be here. A figure walked out from behind the big tree, and when Long Zun saw it, it turned out to be Pan Jiyun.

"You can come, why can't I come?" Long Zun, I spread my so-called hands, and he didn't have a good impression of Pan Jiyun at all.

Pan Jiyun said lightly: "You are more powerful than I imagined, no wonder Chen Er doesn't do anything with you, and he doesn't even take revenge on his third brother, it seems that he already knows your cultivation and strength, I really can't imagine that you are so deep hidden at a young age." ”

Ordinary young people are a little cultivated, and the whole world knows that there is only a martial artist realm, and they can't wait to say that it is a great martial artist realm.

Although Long Zun is also a young man, he is used to hiding clumsy, which has something to do with the fact that he has been bullied in the Long family for so many years.

Long Zun's gaze took from the big tree in front of him, looked at Pan Jiyun, and said, "You are alone, what about the others?"

If Pan Jiyun was alone, Long Zun would not be afraid, if he really wanted to make a move, it was not certain who would kill the deer.

Pan Jiyun seemed to guess his mind and said, "Don't worry, the old man is alone, except for a few unlucky ghosts who died, the rest are not with the old man." ”

Although he didn't say how many people died, and who died, Long Zun knew that these dead people were absolutely inseparable from Pan Jiyun.

However, he didn't care what those people died for, it was none of his business, now he was only thinking about how to benefit from the ruins.

He believed that there would be unimaginable benefits in such a large ruin.

"Do you know what this thing is?" Pan Jiyun pointed to the Heavenly Ancient Tree in front of him with his hand and asked Long Zun.

"You know?" asked Long Zun rhetorically.

(End of chapter)