The dead wood gave birth to a mandala, and when the dead tree slowly recovered, Wei Jiu knew that the opportunity had come.

Jian Feng picked up, his red lips opened lightly, and he directly chanted, "Oracle Wind and Dust Waltz!"

When the words fell, the sword blade shuttled directly and quickly, and countless cracks were drawn in the space. And in these gaps, sharp blades were also exposed, pointing directly in the direction of the dead tree king, revealing a little fierce cold light.

"Hehe, since you're alive, you can't escape. Break it for me!" Wei Jiu drank coldly.

In an instant, countless blades struck out little by little, pointing directly at the king of the dead tree.

The dead tree, which had just regained its breath of life, didn't have time to react at all, just like a living target, it was frantically attacked by these swords. Boom, boom, countless explosions came from the massive trunk, and cracks of wounds emerged from his trunk.

The corners of Wei Jiu's mouth were raised, and there was a crazy smile on his cheeks, he succeeded.

This in itself is a crazy idea, using the power of life, to resurrect the opponent, and then kill it completely. This method has never been used in the past, but at this time, it has been successfully implemented by him, how can it not be exciting?

Luck is one thing, but I have to say that Wei Jiu's courage and wisdom are also beyond the reach of others.

With a wave of his palm, the Qianyuan Sword returned to his hand, and Wei Jiu's body rushed out directly. Extremely fast, the bloodthirsty blade stabbed directly at the body of the dead tree, which was a fatal blow.

With a "boom", the Qianyuan Sword pierced into the dead tree, and then a huge roar engulfed the entire space. This powerful fluctuation also made Wei Jiu's inadversity a little abnormal, although it was only a moment, but it was enough to prove how powerful this blow was.

Looking up again, there was no trace of dead trees around, but I was afraid that the dead trees within a hundred miles of this vicinity had turned into flying ashes.

Wei Jiu smiled slightly, his footsteps probed slightly, and directly dodged to avoid the dead tree in destruction. The figure accelerated, rushing directly towards the destination behind the dead tree, if there is no problem with speculation, the place where it is buried should be an extraterrestrial meteorite.

Wu Tianwolf's eyes were full of shock, in his opinion, the Dead Tree King could even be called an unbeatable existence.

But since Wei Jiu came up with such a strange trick, he won by surprise and ruled with the power of redemption. Even in the era of the gods, with such strength and such wisdom, it is difficult not to stand out. But his heart is more convinced, this master is indeed qualified.

Regarding the death of the Night Tiger Divine Venerable, Wu Tian Wolf also acquiesced. Not to mention the twelfth ranked Divine Venerable, even if it is the top few Divine Venerables, I am afraid that Wei Jiu may not be able to take advantage of it.

With a hard kick of the four feet, Wu Tianwolf's body also shot out, rushing towards Wei Jiu. In any case, he is a servant, and it is his duty to follow his master from birth to death. What's more, he still has the strength of a god, although he is not strong, but he can also help Wei Jiu at some critical moments.

A man and a wolf broke through the ban of the dead tree and finally came to the extraterrestrial meteorite.

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Yellow Springs.

Han Shilang held the beautiful flower in his hand, sat cross-legged next to the spring, and quietly listened to the sound of the piano in the air.

And at the end of his gaze sat a gazebo, from which the sound of the piano emanated. I saw a slender girl, stroking the piano with both hands, and her slender jade fingers were dancing quickly on the guqin, and every time it seemed to tease Han Shilang's heart.

This girl has a beautiful body, as if she has a bit of fairy appearance, her skin is white and her eyebrows are clear, like ice and jade bones. On the cheeks of pink makeup, but it always gives people the illusion of being charming and ashamed, and the appearance of the country is indeed a little attractive at first sight.

Han Shilang's face unconsciously sprung up with an intoxicated look, and his eyes were all confused.

His left hand shimmered brightly, slowly holding the flower in mid-air, and his right hand was holding an ink pen. Yes, he is painting, every time he plays the piano in Meng Meng, he is painting quietly, probably in his eyes, as long as a pen and ink painting, this beautiful scene can be recorded.

As soon as the song was played, Meng Meng's eyes also fell on Han Shilang, and there was a little love in his shallow smile.

She is a fairy, but fairies also have feelings, not to mention that Han Shilang's charm is beyond the reach of ordinary mortals. Han Shilang is obsessed with her, but in the process of getting along gradually, Meng Meng also has some trust for this young man.

"Meng Meng, you are really too perfect!" Han Shilang muttered a little obsessively.

Meng Meng only smiled lightly, her beauty, she knew better than anyone else. It is precisely because she deeply understands the word "red face and troubled water", so she has not tried to leave this yellow spring all along.

In the outside world, there are too many deceitful, cruel and dark corners, and only this Yellow Spring can keep her innocence for 100,000 years. Slowly moving his gaze to Han Shilang's left hand, Meng Meng asked curiously, "Isn't this the flower of the other side?"

"Uh... You actually know it?" Han Shiro said in surprise.

"Poof, you're really cute!" Meng Meng chuckled, Han Shilang's cuteness did bring her a lot of joy. Looking into the distance, he whispered, "Since I am the lord of this yellow spring, how can I not know this flower on the other side? Eight hundred miles of yellow spring, quicksand everywhere, no flowers and no leaves, probably only this mandolan can survive, right?"

"Yes, this mandolan is so beautiful, I think among the Yellow Springs, only Meng Meng can compare to it!" Han Shilang chuckled softly.

In fact, from the moment Han Shilang returned to this pavilion, his gaze did not stay on the other side of the flower. Although the flowers are beautiful, how can they compare to the pretty women? As far as he is concerned, the girl in front of him has long been better than a thousand or ten thousand flowers on the other side.

The corners of Meng Meng's mouth twitched, she liked this feeling of being spoiled and obsessed by her loved one.

"However, although this mandolan is beautiful, it is extremely difficult to bloom, and it has not appeared in this yellow spring for many years... It's really not easy for you to bring one back today, and you must have gone through a lot of hardships, right?" Meng Meng muttered.

Han Shilang patted the dust on his body and replied with a smile, "It's okay... As long as you like!"

Meng Meng's jade finger was raised, and a ray of light struck, shrouding towards the mandolan.

In an instant, the mandolan was out of Han Shilang's control, and his appearance slowly became smaller. And Meng Meng's energy wrapped around Mandolan little by little, gradually wrapping it completely, and condensing it into a drop of amber.

"Thank you!" Meng Meng said with a chuckle, and then directly hung the crystal clear amber in his hand like a palm.

Han Shilang looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, as if he had thought of something, and said in a low voice, "That's right, Meng Meng, this flower on the other side was found north of Huangquan... In the northern sky, I still see a few beautiful glows, like a fairyland, why don't we go out and have a look?"

"North of Yellow Springs... Well, I can feel it, it's beautiful. It's just that the place where the glow appears is outside the Yellow Spring, I can't leave the Yellow Spring, you can go and wait for me to take a look!" Meng Meng said with some annoyance.

Han Shilang was slightly shocked, but his heart was distressed for no reason.

Does this girl, who seems to have no heart every day, really live happily? Tens of thousands of years of staying in the middle of this yellow spring, the terrible loneliness is enough to torture people to madness, and how can she really be free and easy when she loses her freedom?

Thinking of this, Han Shilang shook his head again and again, and said in a low voice, "No... If I still don't go, what's there to see in Xiaguang? I like to watch Meng Meng the most!"

"Uh... Hehe!" Meng Meng laughed tactfully, his eyes fell on Han Shilang's face, and he laughed, "Shiro, you really can't lie, you have written the words "want to go" on your face, how can I disappoint you? Let's go and see it together!"

"Huh?" Han Shiro exclaimed excitedly, and then regained a trace of his senses. Hurriedly asked, "How can this be? Doesn't it mean that you can't leave the range of this Yellow Spring? If you go out, there will be bad consequences, so we won't go, it's a big deal not to look at the glow!"

"It's okay, if you like it, let's go check it out... It just so happens that I also want to accompany my beloved to see what fairyland looks like!" Meng Meng said with a smile, "As for punishment, it doesn't exist... The reason why I didn't leave was just because of a promise I made back then, and there was no mandatory effect of any rules... Now that you want to, for your sake, what's the point of breaking your promise?"

Han Shilang's body shook suddenly, and Meng Meng's words moved him inexplicably.

The promises of ordinary people may be false, but when the position and strength reach a certain level, every promise made will have a certain impact on the future. This is also why, Meng Meng would rather endure countless years of loneliness, but never tried to break his promise.

But at this moment, just because Han Shilang wanted to go out and have a look, Meng Meng was so resolute that he chose to turn his back on him.

"Meng Meng, if you treat me like this, how can I repay Qing?" Han Shilang sighed and muttered.

Meng Meng was slightly shocked, and a cheerful look flashed in his watery eyes. Han Shilang's words, she didn't understand them thoroughly, but the kind of affection and sweetness that permeated the two made her extremely addicted.

"Shiro, as long as you are good to me, in this life and this life, it is enough!"

After saying this, Meng Meng also lowered his head shyly, not daring to look at Han Shilang again. Although she is the lord of Huangquan, in terms of love, she is just a fledgling little girl, and such a straightforward confession is only enough to make her cheeks red for a while.

An ambiguous aura permeated the two of them, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding, and without saying anything along the way, the two flew towards the far north.