Of course, in addition to the sacred tree, all walks of life can interact with each other. It's just that they generally don't interfere with each other. Because when a person leaves his own realm and goes to another realm, his own strength will be suppressed. As for how much cultivation is suppressed, it varies from person to person.

It's just that...... Odd? If it is as stated in the book, then why did the thorns that should have been in the demon world appear in the human world? And it's still Sehyun's old friend?

Yuanyun, I really didn't expect such an ugly guy to be a divine tree thorn. In fact, she hadn't seen what the Divine Tree Thorns looked like before, but she remembered that the ancient books said that the four Great Divine Trees and their respective characteristics were mentioned.

It is recorded in the book that the root system of the thorns of the sacred tree is purple, and the long thorns of the branches and leaves are red.

Originally, the thorns were also a sacred tree that grew in the divine realm, but later somehow fell into the demon path.

And this ugly grass fits all of its characteristics. It's just that it only has one leaf, so it's probably still in its infancy.

At this moment, Old Man Wan saw the countless branches of thorns dancing their teeth and claws in mid-air, so he quickly commanded his sword and fought with those branches.

The spiritual power endowed on the sword made the sword seem to have life, and the sword light flickered and cut off those thorny branches inch by inch and fell all over the ground.

Ugly grass was able to tie with it at first, but now it seems a little powerless. The branches that had grown wildly just now had slowed down, and the branches that had been cut off were growing on the ground, but very slowly.

Old man Yi, who was on the side, was not idle. He controlled the gas in a jade bottle to drift around the ugly grass.

The ugly grass was exhausted, and he knew that the green mist that permeated his surroundings would make him even more vulnerable, but he couldn't avoid it.

Angry, he said, "Damn, you are so despicable, and you use this medicine again." ”

The ugly grass seemed to be completely enraged, and with the little spiritual power left, the branches attacked the old man again.

The slender thorny branches are like poisonous snakes, vowing to break the corpse of ten thousand old men. The sharp moves were mixed with a tingling coldness, and Old Man Wan jumped up quickly to dodge while the sword cut off the branches again.

The two of them were inseparable from each other, and they couldn't tell the difference for a while.

At this time, everyone's attention was focused on the fight between Ugly Grass and Old Man Wan. I didn't expect the ugly grass to use a strategy of attacking the west.

At this moment, a thorny branch quickly wrapped around Old Man Yi's little arm, and the thorns on the branch quickly embedded in Old Man Yi's flesh, and then more thorny branches grew from the inside to the outside to wrap Old Man Yi's arm layer by layer.

His hands quickly emitted a thick black mist, his skin quickly turned black-purple, and his nails fell off.

In a moment, the arm became like a cracked old dead wood, and the black and purple in between, slowly extending from the small arm to the big arm along the cracks.

Old Man Wan's eyes widened, and as soon as he slashed his sword, he saw Old Man Yi's right arm fall to the ground. The arm on the ground was soon unwrapped in flesh and skin, and only a jet-black arm skeleton remained.

The junction between his right shoulder and his arm was dripping with blood, and his flesh was rolling. After a while, Old Man Yi felt the pain spread all over his body, and he screamed, "Ahhh......h

He quickly took a few pills, and then poured a bottle of white liquid on his right shoulder armor. After this, the right shoulder armor scabbed over at a rate visible to the naked eye.

And the blue medicine bottle controlled by Old Man Yi just now had already broken all over the ground, and more green mist-like gas was floating in the air, but the gas had not reached the ugly grass. Seeing that the medicine bottle was broken, Ugly Grass secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Old Man Yi's eyes were red, oozing a little blood, and he stared at the ugly grass, as if he wanted to devour it alive.

He immediately took out another bottle of the identical blue medicine bottle from the spatial ring, and the flavor was even stronger. The green mist in the bottle drifted away towards the ugly grass again.

Ugly grass was shocked, and? Do you really have to die here today?

Old Man Yi smiled darkly, "Monster, do you know that this is a medicine that our patriarch spent a month specially making for you, how about it, it tastes good."

Your branches shouldn't be able to grow now, and you can't even maintain your human form, so what can you do but tie your hands down? You've caused me to lose an arm.

I will want you today, life-no-like-death" The last words are almost shouted out.

At the moment, the ugly grass feels powerless about the current situation. The last few bits of spiritual power have long been exhausted, and now it can neither kill the two old men, nor can it shatter the bottle again, it is really at the end of the road.

"Do you want me to live or die? Hmph, it's up to you to see if you have the ability to stop me. Didn't that old thing of your patriarch also want to use me to refine medicine? Materia Medica: Tell you, even if Materia Medica explodes, it will not let you succeed. As he spoke, he wanted to mobilize Nedan to blow himself up.

After he heard Ugly Grass's words, the smile lines on his face gradually deepened, "Hahaha...... The patriarch was really wise, he had expected it. So, even if you blow yourself up, you'll just die. Rest assured, we won't leave you with no bones."

The ugly grass was furious, like crazy, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even blow himself up now.

I saw that the branches of the ugly grass slowly grew a few inches, but it was not very lethal.

Old Man Wan's sword quickly strangled him clean. Seeing that the ugly grass had no other tricks, he took out the spirit binding rope, recited a spell, and tied the ugly grass to take it back.

During the whole process, Old Man Wan kept an eye on Yuanyun in case she made any moves.

And Yuan Yun was still expressionless, like a person outside the play, coldly watching the infighting in the arena to the death. She was silent on her face, but she was already angry in her heart.

The thumb of her right hand unconsciously rubbed her middle finger. For some reason, she suddenly remembered Yinlan and Yinjuan, whom she trusted at the beginning, what the black-robed man did, and the dead people of the Burning Kingdom and her father, queen mother.

The hatred spread uncontrollably throughout her body, as if to freeze her heart and blood.

It turns out that the so-called famous and decent people are also hypocrites, who are righteous and selfless on the surface, but secretly do the things of villains, and do whatever it takes to achieve their goals.

This kind of person...... Sin is not punishable.

Seeing that the two old men were about to leave with the ugly grass, Yuan Yun suddenly said, "The two of you stained my eyes and left like this?" This...... Where do I put my face? Well? ”