"Are you there?"

The palace master of Fengtian Palace was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "Then why don't you help them?"

"I wondered, why should I help them?"

"Do I have anything to do with you?"

Zhuge Mingyang was puzzled.

The palace master of Fengtian Palace was speechless for a while.

Oh, yes!

If he is not a relative, why does this person want to help him in Fengtian Palace?

But at least now it is certain that neither his wife nor his three sons are dead.

A group of people turned and looked at the mountains ahead.

In addition to the palace master of Fengtian Palace and Liu Mu, Qin Feiyang, Zhuge Mingyang, and Youhuang all showed a touch of amazement in their eyes.

The mountains ahead are extremely vast.

However, there is not a single weed in the huge mountains, and there are blooming flowers everywhere, colorful and pleasing to the eye.

And among the flowers, every few hundred meters, there is a cedar.

Very stout.

Some tree trunks, more than a dozen people could not surround them.

The branches are luxuriant, like a big umbrella, towering straight into the sky, exuding majestic vitality.

Youhuang was surprised and said, "Are these flowers and cedars all grown naturally?"

"It's not. ”

"Every time someone is buried here, we plant a cedar. ”

"Because cedar represents eternal greenness, and it also represents our respect for those sages. ”

"In the same way, Cedar is the guardian here. ”

Fengtian Palace Palace.

The Youhuang exclaimed, "You mean, there are as many cedars as there are false gods here?"

"Yes. ”

The palace master of Fengtian Palace nodded.

Qin Feiyang walked into the mountain range step by step, stood above a mountain range, and looked ahead.

As far as the eye can see, there are thousands of cedar trees.

In other words.

Under this land, at least thousands of false gods are buried.

It's really hard to imagine, how long has this Xuanwu realm existed?

Youhuang saw a very large cedar, and the thick trunk of the tree was estimated to have more than two dozen people holding hands to hug it.

"Tsk. ”

It ran up, amazed again and again, and said: "The emperor estimates that this cedar must be at least tens of thousands of years old. ”

"Can't get near Cedar!"

The palace master of Fengtian Palace changed color.

"How?"

The Emperor turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

It is said that the dead false gods are buried under these cedars. ”

Willow Road.

"It's not a saying, it's a fact. ”

"These cedars, their tombstones, represent them. ”

Fengtian Palace Palace.

"What?"

As soon as Emperor Youhuang heard this, he jumped up directly, hurriedly shook at the cedar, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't be surprised!"

After saying that, he quickly retreated to Qin Feiyang's side.

I was still wondering before, didn't I say that the Mountains of the Dead were a place where false gods were buried? Why didn't I see the graves and tombstones, it turned out that these cedars were their graves and tombstones.

"What are you afraid of?"

"I don't believe it yet, there are undead here. ”

Zhuge Mingyang pouted.

The palace master of Fengtian Palace raised his eyebrows and said, "There are some things that you can not believe, but you must have a heart of awe. ”

"What is there to fear about a dead man?"

Zhuge Mingyang smiled disdainfully.

Whoa!

However, before the words fell, the cedars of the entire mountain range suddenly shook, and the sound was deafening!

"What's the situation?"

The Youhuang Emperor was immediately frightened into Qin Feiyang's arms.

Liu Mu also immediately took out the Seven Star Sword and stood in front of Qin Feiyang, looking at those cedars vigilantly.

Zhuge Mingyang was also stunned.

Looking at this situation, can these cedars hear his words?

Meanwhile.

The palace master of Fengtian Palace also changed color, and hurriedly bowed down and said: "He is new to the palace, he didn't mean to offend, and I ask all the sages, don't blame." ”

When the words of the palace master of Fengtian Palace landed, those cedars, under the incredible gaze of Qin Feiyang and the others, actually stopped shaking.

"What do you mean?"

"Could it be that those dead false gods are living in these trees?"

Qin Feiyang was stunned.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Zhuge Mingyang glanced at the cedar, and suddenly snorted from his nose, and a gray pseudo-god power rolled out, carrying an astonishing edge, and rushed in all directions.

"No!"

The face of the palace master of Fengtian Palace changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted.

But it's too late!

Because no one expected that Zhuge Mingyang would suddenly make a move, and now it is too late to stop it.

Whoa!

The cedars, as if sensing the crisis, shook again.

"Hurry back!"

The palace master of Fengtian Palace looked at Qin Feiyang and shouted.

With that, he was the first to withdraw from the mountains.

Seeing this, Qin Feiyang glanced at those cedars, although he was a little unclear, he still stopped the words of the palace master of Fengtian Palace, took Liu Mu and Youhuang, and quickly withdrew from the mountain range.

But Zhuge Mingyang was indifferent, and even a touch of mockery curled up at the corner of his mouth.

This is a mockery of Qin Feiyang and others.

He glanced at the cedars around him, his eyes were full of contempt, and said, "A group of dead people still dare to run out and make waves, I really don't know what to do, I will let you disappear completely today." ”

The power of the gray pseudo-god rushed in all directions.

The original colorful and dazzling flowers were destroyed in an instant.

But suddenly!

The cedars of the entire mountain range, spewing out patches of green essence, gathered together, like a wave, surging towards Zhuge Mingyang!

"What is this?"

"It doesn't seem to be the spirit of war, nor is it the power of a false god, but it actually gives me a great sense of crisis!"

Qin Feiyang was shocked.

Before the words landed, that essence condensed a huge enchantment, trapping Zhuge Mingyang and the power of the pseudo-god inside.

Bang!

The power of the false god slammed into the barrier.

But the enchantment only trembled a few times, and it quickly regained its calm.

"I'll go!"

The Emperor's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

Zhuge Mingyang's strength, it has long been taught.

Especially the power of the pseudo-god, it is inherently stronger than the power of other people's pseudo-god.

And yet, now, it is impossible to defeat the enchantment under these cedar cloths?

Could it be that these cedars have also been cultivated into gods?

What the hell is going on?

Zhuge Mingyang himself was dumbfounded on the spot.

"These cedars, although they have not become gods, are no different from gods. ”

The palace master of Fengtian Palace seemed to see through the thoughts of the Youhuang Emperor, and said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean?"

The Ghost Emperor was shocked.

The palace master of Fengtian Palace said: "You may not know how we planted cedars, we planted the roots of cedars on the bodies of those sages. ”

"What?"

The Phantom Emperor changes color.

The palace master of Fengtian Palace said: "In other words, they are conceived with the divine blood and divine flesh of those ancestors. ”

"With a divine body, give birth to cedars?"

Youhuang, Qin Feiyang looked at each other.

This is outrageous, isn't it?

"Because they have absorbed the essence of divine blood and divine flesh, they are constantly evolving. ”

"Now they are no longer ordinary cedars, they are a group of sacred trees that can be compared to divine iron. ”

"And they've already given birth to consciousness!"

Fengtian Palace Palace.

"Consciousness!"

Qin Feiyang was shocked.

It is recorded in the ancient monuments that not only people and beasts in the world, but also everything in the world can give birth to consciousness.

Consciousness is equivalent to the human soul.

But apart from humans and beasts, they are often called 'spirits'.

Like a flower, if consciousness is born, it is generally called a flower spirit.

Such as a divine weapon, called a tool spirit.

Trees, called dryads.

But all this, in his original opinion, was just an ethereal legend, but he didn't expect it to be true.

It's happening right now!

How could he not be surprised?

Whoa!

In the mountains, the cedars kept shaking, as if they were very angry.

The emerald green essence is endless.

Zhuge Mingyang stood in the enchantment, his face gradually gloomy.

"I'd like to see what waves you can make!"

Suddenly.

He smiled grimly.

The dragon groaned.

An astonishing breath of death erupted within the barrier.

"Damn it!"

"He actually used the magic trick!"

"This is a provocation. ”

"It's an offense!"

The palace master of Fengtian Palace said angrily.

"What will happen?"

Qin Feiyang asked.

"Humph!"

The palace master of Fengtian Palace snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Don't talk about him, even the cultivation of the tenth stage of this pseudo-god can't break through the enchantment under the cedar cloth." ”

"So powerful?"

Qin Feiyang was surprised.

"Their horror is much more than that. ”

"The Archdeacon's Breaking Stick is in your hands!"

"Even the Revival Breaker can't shatter the enchantment. ”

The palace master of Fengtian Palace sneered.

"This ......"

Qin Feiyang was dumbfounded, this is too exaggerated!

Youhuang is also a little unconvinced.

But the next moment.

And they saw the horror of the barrier.

Recite!

Bang!

Zhuge Mingyang cast a magic trick and blasted towards the enchantment.

But in the end, the barrier didn't show any signs of shattering at all, except for shaking.

"It's terrible, it's terrible. ”

The Emperor was shocked to see it.

Suddenly.

It rolled its eyes, looked at Qin Feiyang and said, "You say, can these cedars wipe him out?"

Qin Feiyang was stunned for a moment and looked up at those cedars.

"No, it won't. ”

"Cedars don't attack any living beings, they're just passive defenses. ”

"Still, if you annoy them completely, they can trap a person here for the rest of their lives. ”

Fengtian Palace Palace.

"Trapped in this life?"

Qin Feiyang was stunned.

That's good news.

Now this Zhuge Mingyang, it's not to kill, it's not to kill.

The best thing to do is to be stuck somewhere.

The Xuanwu realm is undoubtedly the best place.

Because once the time limit of half a year is exceeded, Zhuge Mingyang will be controlled by the demon mark, and he will not be able to leave the Xuanwu Realm at that time, and naturally there will be no way to go out and make waves.

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Feiyang's mind became active, looking at Zhuge Mingyang, his eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "Don't you think you are very strong? Why can't you help a group of cedars now?"

"Jokes. ”

"I haven't come up with real means yet. ”

Zhuge Mingyang laughed angrily.

"Then take it out!"

"Now you are a false god after all, if you can't even help a group of cedars, if you want to spread it, it will be a shame. ”

Qin Feiyang laughed.

He was deliberately provoking Zhuge Mingyang.

Because the more angry Zhuge Mingyang is, the more ruthless he will be, and the more ruthless he will be, the more angry Cedar will become, and when it finally reaches the point where he can't be tactful, Zhuge Mingyang may really be trapped here by Cedar all the time.

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