Chapter 750: Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree

"Poof!"

In the midst of the earth-shattering movement, the blood of the Half Ancestor spilled into the sky, and the figure of the Quasi-Daoist flashed, and was flicked for millions of miles by a finger, and the whole person was almost shattered!

"Who is it?! Who is it?! ”

He kept rolling in the void, his muscles and bones constantly exploding like a cannon, and his blood was "booming".

The power contained in that finger was so terrifying that it suppressed all his thoughts, except for watching it catapult him and the entire top of the sacred mountain.

"He ......."

Under the broken sacred mountain, a white-clothed bodhisattva with a delicate and extraordinary posture folded his hands, his delicate and beautiful face moved slightly, and a trace of clarity flashed in his autumn-like eyes: "How can I .......?"

She looked around at the mess of the Western Sect Mountain Gate, and a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.

.........

In the Temple of the God of War, Gu Shaosheng slowly withdrew his hand, and in his palm was a three-foot-tall stalk, shaped like a small tree, and a total of seven strange treasures with seven colors of brilliance appeared.

"The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree of the Quasi-Ti Daoist!"

Xiang Yutian's faces changed, and they recognized this world-famous treasure.

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree is the Western two sect leaders quasi-Ti Taoist with the Western Gengjin Bodhi combined with gold, silver, glass and other Buddhist seven treasures refined, known as nothing without brushing, the full name is the Seven Treasures Wonderful Brush Tree.

The power is even more on the five-color divine light of the demon saint Kong Xuan, a strange treasure in the world!

Call~

Gu Shaosheng threw it away casually and threw it to Pang Ban: "It's a meeting gift from your uncle." ”

The power of this Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree is not satisfactory, and it is not as good as the imperial soldier of the Heaven Covering World, and it is of no use to him at all.

This time, he made a move, and it was a trivial matter to seize the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, mainly to wake up the concubine.

The girl who once served him, do you dare to mention the Taoist?

This finger is just a small punishment and a big commandment.

"Uncle Xie."

Pang Ban held the Qibao Miao Tree and bowed slightly.

There was a wry smile in his heart, this senior uncle was too domineering, and he forcibly took the Seven Treasure Miao Tree of the Quasi-Daoist to him, and he didn't have such a strong cultivation, and the people who took it out to the Western Sect were afraid that they would go crazy.

At the same time, he was also guessing who this suddenly appeared Uncle Fang was sacred, just referring to the suppression of the quasi-Daoist person, this kind of power was undoubtedly already a great master above the ancestral god level.

However, he has just been ascending for a thousand years, and he has been practicing most of the time, so where can he recognize Gu Shaoxian.

"You're ......."

Xiang Yutian shook his head.

His cultivation was much higher than Pang Ban's, and he could see Gu Shao's injuries flicking his fingers and snatching the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

"The quasi-Daoist is the apprentice of the Hongjun Daoist, and there is the shadow of the supreme big man behind him, and this is not the time to do it."

Gu Shaosheng flicked his fingers and said, "However, this account can't be counted." ”

"Hongjun ......"

All three of them were a little emotional.

Hongjun has gone from the illusory to the real, and his ability to rival the ancestral gods has some special meaning for them.

"Ban'er, tell your uncle about the traces you saw in the place where Kou Zhong fell."

Xiang Yutian cut away many distracting thoughts and spoke.

"Yes."

Pang Ban nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "It was more than one hundred and thirty years ago, in the land of the extreme west of the Middle Heaven, the land of millions of copper furnaces, suddenly there was a divine light shining and shaking the world. The light of yin and yang, reflecting each other, should be the complementarity of Yin and Yang between Kou Zhong's predecessors and Xu Ziling's predecessors, and they want to break through the realm of half ancestors......"

Pang Ban simply said the events of the year: "The battle came suddenly, and it went suddenly, when I went, the traces on the battlefield had been erased, and the person who shot was very careful.......

Speaking of this, Pang Ban hesitated for a moment, and said: "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa comprehends the Heavenly Heart, I once saw a corner on the battlefield, and under a glimpse, I seemed to see a cloud of Qingyun. ”

"Qingyun?"

Gu Shaoxian's palm moved slightly.

Qingyun is a scene that only has Taoism cultivated to the deepest place, and in today's world, in addition to the sages and Lao Tzu, there are only illusory half-ancestors, primitive people, and the ancestral god Hongjun who sits in the purple sky.

"Yes, it's Qingyun!"

Pang Ban's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he said, "My nephew's cultivation was shallow back then, and I didn't see where Qingyun was sacred. ”

There was one thing he didn't say.

Back then, his cultivation was not as good as Kou Zhong and the others, if he watched it, he was afraid that it would cause a big disaster, not that he couldn't watch it, but he didn't watch it.

"There are only three or five people left and right."

Gu Shaoxuan waved his hand, didn't ask again, looked at Xiang Yutian and said, "Where is Shi Zhixuan at the moment?" ”

"Stone Pavilion ......."

Xiang Yutian frowned slightly, and said, "Shi Zhixuan's whereabouts are uncertain, not only have he traveled all over the world, but he has also gone deep into hell and died, and I don't know where he is. I only know that he and Dugu have been fighting for many years in order to complement each other and break through the realm of the ancestral gods. ”

"Lonely seeks defeat."

Gu Shaosheng's mouth moved, and his divine will penetrated through the void, and he saw the Sword Demon Mountain in the endless distance.

Before, he swept the martial world with a touch of divine will, and found no trace of Shi Zhixuan, but he noticed the trace of Dugu's defeat.

He was still quite interested in this being.

After all, he had also learned Dugu Nine Swords in the Daming Jianghu World back then.

"I have already sent a message to the people of the sect and sent people to find the whereabouts of the evil king, as well as Li Xunhuan and others."

Wan Wan said this is the opening of the mouth.

Gu Shaosheng nodded, and his divine will shook the Sword Demon Mountain thousands of miles away, and he talked with Dugu for defeat.

..........

On Dragon Island, Xiao Chen experienced bloody battles one after another, quickly becoming stronger, and quickly surpassed the children of the Great Gate Sect.

Although his qualifications are average, he has the martial arts passed on by Gu Shaosheng and some of the martial arts on the Heavenly Monument, and his progress speed is still far beyond that of ordinary people.

"Ahem!"

Xiao Chen's face was slightly pale, there were a little blood stains on the corners of his mouth, his bronzed upper body was exposed, and the scars had not completely healed, with a little blood.

"Babble!"

On his shoulder, a fluffy, small beast like a small snowball looked pitifully at the wounds on Xiao Chen's body, tears flashing in his big black jewel-like eyes.

The little beast was no more than half a foot long, like a little tiger, like a little lion, more like a kitten, fluffy white hair, snow white and soft, white and flawless, as bright as silk, shining with milky white brilliance.

And behind Xiao Chen, the three Bai Sensen's bones staggered and followed.

Although these three skeletons are undead, they do not have an eerie and terrifying feeling, and their bones "click" when they walk, slowly swallowing.

"Xiao Chen, you can't go to the dead city, throughout the ages, no one can come out alive in the dead city, and everyone who goes in has become something like no one or a ghost!"

Three skeletons surrounded a peerless girl, who was pale and spoke.

This girl's name is Yan Chengcheng, a disciple of the Immortal Gate, who attacked Xiao Chen when she first met him, and then became an enemy of Xiao Chen several times in a row.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen practiced Gu Shaoju's martial arts, and his strength increased extremely quickly, and finally captured her alive in one fell swoop, wanting her to be a slave girl!

"Not into the dead city?"

Xiao Chen stopped, his bronzed upper body flashing golden light in the sun: "Many of you great sect disciples are enemies of me, and if I don't enter the dead city, will you let me go?" ”

Although his cultivation has progressed rapidly, there are also many masters among the disciples of the Great Gate Sect on this Dragon Island, especially Wang Tong, the heir of the Flying Knife Sect, a flying knife almost pierced his heart.

In addition, several monks of the Dharma lineage almost forced him into a dead end.

Although his cultivation was not inferior to them, he was seriously injured under the continuous battles, and he had to find a place where they could not enter to heal his wounds.

More importantly, his spiritual sense, which was far beyond ordinary people, told him that the dead city might not be so terrifying to him.

"Humph!"

Yan Chengcheng snorted coldly, and was about to say something, when Xiao Chen lifted her up and ran away quickly.

Behind him, the three white skeletons suddenly ran wildly, faster than Xiao Chen's speed.

Bang!

As soon as Xiao Chen escaped, a sword light came across the sky, splitting a mountain forest.

Dozens of figures rushed out from the mountains and forests in the distance, all with gloomy faces, chasing Xiao Chen.

"Chase! Kill Xiao Chen! ”

Several disciples of the Immortal Gate roared wildly, one by one murderous.

Xiao Chen captured Yan Chengcheng and released a message to ask her to be a slave girl, and all the disciples of the Immortal Sect were furious.

Woo Woo Woo ~~~

Behind more than a dozen people, there were even more figures rushing from all directions, but they were some companions with Yan Chengcheng.

"Xiao Chen, your injuries are too serious, if you don't let me go, you will definitely die!"

Being held in Xiao Chen's hand in a rather shameful posture, a trace of shame flashed on Yan Chengcheng's beautiful jade face, and he spoke.

"Humph! You're my slave girl, and no one can change that fact. ”

Xiao Chen walked as he walked along, and the sound of the rolling explosion was like a group of thunder explosions, much faster than the disciples of the Great Gate Sect.

The essence of the martial arts he obtained, there are so many divine skills, there are martial arts of any sect throughout the ages, although it is impossible to integrate them in a short period of time, but any body martial arts will surpass these young disciples of various sects behind him.

Among the masters who chased him, there were many who came for his martial arts powers.

For example, the strongest people on Dragon Island, the Dugu Sword Demon was chased and killed by him all the way because Xiao Chen accidentally used the Dugu Nine Sword when he was fighting with others.

The same is true of Wang Tong and others.

Xiao Chen didn't want to be exposed, but his cultivation was too poor before, so he could only kill the enemy with exquisite martial arts, so naturally it was impossible not to be discovered.

Yan Chengcheng's silver teeth clenched, her eyes swelled with anger, she was the proud daughter of a generation of heaven, asking her to be a slave girl was really more uncomfortable than killing her, if her eyes could kill, Xiao Chen had already died thousands of times at this time.

Xiao Chen and the others chased and fled, but in half a day, they came outside the dead city.

At this moment, the sky has just darkened, and the afterglow of the big day is still left.

In the midst of the changing colors of the disciples of the Gate Sect who were chasing, Xiao Chen laughed loudly and stepped into the dead city that contained endless dead silence without the slightest hesitation.