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In the pavilion, Chen Peng looked at the moon worship room who arrived and gave an order, and the figure gradually disappeared and appeared in the sky.

"Yes, Sect Master!" After worshipping the moon and arching his hand to the sky, he didn't take revenge, nor did he shout, but he also followed with a strong aura, and followed Chen Peng in the direction of Shu Mountain.

And the Shu Mountain in Chen Pengyan's is the first cultivation sect in the Immortal Sword Continent, the Shushan Sword Sect.

This sect is about a thousand miles away from the Nanzhao Kingdom, although it sounds very far, but Chen Peng and Bai Yue have already cultivated their cultivation, and the Imperial Sword Chengfeng can be reached in a day or two.

But when they were about to reach the realm of Shu Mountain, Bai Yue was curious, looking at the one-foot-sized divine tree that Chen Peng had just taken out in his hand, and after thinking about it, he still asked this sudden and mysterious sect master.

"Sect Master, is the Tree of Fortune a magic tree or an immortal tree?" Two days later, when he came to the foot of Shu Mountain, with the sound of cautious inquiry, Bai Yue finally couldn't help but ask Chen Peng, wanting to know what this tree of luck was.

"Why did I feel a little relieved when I lost this sacred tree?" Bai Yue looked at the dry god tree, as if he saw a deep well that was exhausted, and wanted to detain his soul.

That's what Moon Worship said, it's magical.

Moreover, after Chen Peng took away this sacred tree, the moon worship coma clearly felt that the chains from the underworld had disappeared.

Especially after he woke up two days ago, he found that he was not as fanatical and urgent as after he first obtained the Divine Tree, wanting everyone in this world to believe in him and add divine power to the Divine Tree.

"I used to seem to have gradually fallen into the devil because of the influence of the sacred tree..." Bai Yue looked at Chen Pengjian, kneeling on the ground, his heart was full of desire to explore, and he wanted to know the answer to all this.

After all, in such a terrible state, when he thought about it after losing the Divine Tree now, he felt that what he had done before seemed to be influenced by this tree.

It's scary and bizarre.

And to say that it is a god, it is that Bai Yue knows that now he can step into the broken realm, most of the reason is because of the influence of this divine tree.

Although he did not know what the sacred tree did, when he was unconscious, he felt endless prayers, and the sound of supplication echoed in his purple mansion, and in his mind, word by word, as clear as hearing, like a person praying close to his bedside.

"Among the prayers are the people I have never heard of, the demon beasts, and the residents of the Nanzhao Kingdom that the disciples are familiar with, and the disciples of the Lunatic Sect... These are the people who pray to the sacred tree." The moon muttered to himself while kneeling.

When he recalls the scene in his coma now, there is infinite horror in his heart.

You must know that he is now a great monk in the broken realm, and if he goes to the next realm, he will have to cross the calamity of the heart and demons, and he will be considered by heaven and earth, and he will not have the slightest flaw in his state of mind, otherwise it will be transformed into a catastrophe and a catastrophe when he crosses the tribulation.

Therefore, Bai Yue couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart and asked Chen Peng, hoping to get the answer.

And after Chen Peng heard it, he didn't hide it.

"Demons are your own inner demons, but they are affected by the qi of the divine tree itself, and after it extracts your luck, your life count gradually weakens, and the relative infinity magnifies the greed in your heart."

Chen Peng stroked his sleeves, let him get up from the moon, and then walked towards the territory of Shushan.

"And the god you are talking about is the vitality that this seat has absorbed from the tree of luck, and all the luck has been integrated into your body, so your cultivation will increase."

The increase in the cultivation of the moon worship is like the fortune treasure box of the hero, absorbing the enemy and feeding itself.

It's just that in Chen Peng's mind, the pattern of the Fortune Treasure Box is too small, it can only store luck, and it can only be used by Xiongba alone, there is no Divine Tree that can be obtained by everyone, and when the Divine Tree grows to a certain size, it can also be like an immortal, casting rules and luck strikes.

That's why Chen Peng wants to get it.

Just because, the Divine Tree is not only a divine object that can attack, but also cultivate disciples, and can also defend.

"Before, you only heard the prayers of sentient beings in your sleep, because you didn't merge all your luck."

It seems to be unraveling.

In the territory of Shushan, Chen Peng walked in the direction of Shushan, and said to the moon behind him: "But now, you have devoured the luck of those who prayed. So, even in the event of a catastrophe, you don't need to worry, you won't be affected by it. ”

The use of the treasure tree's luck does not have any flaws, and there is no evil in the heart, as long as the luck is refined, it belongs to the person who refines it.

At this point, the Tree of Luck is worthy of being a divine treasure, and it is worth Chen Peng to cultivate with the sons of luck from these continents.

"Perhaps, when this tree of luck grows to a certain realm, it will be like the peach tree in the Journey to the West, bearing some rare and exotic fruits."

Chen Peng's thoughts flashed, and when he looked at the sacred tree in his hand and was figuring it out, his eyes were empty, but he had gone up another high mountain and came to a flat peak on the top of the mountain.

It turned out that the two of them had already arrived at the forbidden place of the Shushan Sword Sect without realizing it.

said that it was unconsciously because the strength of the two of them far surpassed that of the guarding disciples too much.

"Sect Master, it's already here."

At this time, Bai Yue looked at Chen Pengjian, who was deep in thought, and quietly reminded him.

Although Bai Yue knew that his sect master was just here to find trouble, he still wanted to hide it and take it by surprise.

After all, now the two of them were standing in an empty practice ground, and there was not even a sheltered building nearby, as long as a disciple came out, they could be seen at a glance.

"And today's Juggernaut is a bit difficult to mess with."

Bai Yue glanced at the high mountains two miles away, and felt a little depressed in his heart.

There is no need to think about it, the place that can make him feel the pressure of a half-immortal in the broken realm, it must be the place where Lonely Yuyun retreats.

"Broken Peak."

And Chen Peng glanced at the top of the mountain, but didn't pay attention to the moon worship next to him.

I saw his figure move, standing in front of a tower full of inscriptions and Dao runes four hundred meters away.

"I thought that the Demon Lock Tower would make the Tree of Luck grow a little.."

But Chen Peng looked at the tower in front of him, but he didn't know what to think, and shook his head in disappointment, "I didn't expect that this is just a demon suppression tower that imprisons lonely souls and wild ghosts, and the highest level of monsters in it is the realm of the grandmaster..."

The Tree of Luck needs an atmospheric fortune to make it flourish and grow.

Ordinary luck people, although they can also be, but Chen Peng feels that he is not worthy of the Divine Tree.

So.

"Let's go empty.."

After Chen Peng put away the Divine Tree, he sighed.

And, when he followed his words, he saw a sword light flash in his eyes, and there was a "bang", as if the tearing sound of flowing water and cloth sounded, and a cyan sword light of more than three feet appeared in front of the lock demon tower.

Whew—

The hurricane roared, and the space was faintly shattered.

The sword light was like a raging wind, like a tornado, spinning, surrounding, and gradually forming a cyan storm.

"Could it be that the sect master is going to..." The sound of exclamation, Bai Yue came back to his senses after hearing the wind, and he trembled when he thought of something.

Just because.

When he saw that the sword light hurricane suddenly formed and enveloped the Demon Suppression Tower, he only heard a "boom", and the rocks, talismans, iron chains, and so on were instantly torn and destroyed by the sword light.

Before the demons in the chain demon tower screamed miserably, they were strangled by the hurricane, destroyed, and scattered.