Chapter Seventy-Eight: Borrowing a Sword, Blood Stains Yellow Dust!

Spirits?

In this unknown forest, there is still a division-level spirit tree hidden?

Cheng Liran's face was stunned, and then he frowned slightly.

The three emperor spirits in his body were all highly poisonous, and under such a strong breath of life, he suddenly seemed a little uncomfortable, but it stands to reason that the gap between the two sides is so huge, there will never be such a situation.

It seems that there is something strange about this tree!

The Northern Stygian Cold Scorpion circled around the spirit tree, and the tail hook behind it was erected high, looking extremely vigilant, if it wasn't for Cheng Liran's restraint, I'm afraid it would have pounced on it and broken it.

In comparison, the two-headed stone python was more calm, it did not try to get close to the spirit tree, but stayed quietly in place, and slowly raised a layer of scale armor as hard as a rock on its body, those who are familiar with this spirit beast know that this is the defensive posture of the two-headed stone python!

Although Cheng Liran didn't know what kind of tree this was, judging from the performance of the two spirit beasts around him, this thing was definitely worth a lot, even if he didn't need it, he could take it in first and then take care of it.

At that time, whether it is trading with people or as nourishment for one's own spirit beast, it is a good choice.

Thinking of this, Cheng Liran did not hesitate to take out the Lock Spirit Ring from his arms, threw it towards the canopy, and then stepped forward and gently pressed his palm on the trunk of the tree, wanting to control the spirit tree through toxins so that it would not resist.

Accepting spiritual objects is as easy as a commonplace for a strong person in the Spirit Emperor Realm, but in the choice of specific means, every spiritual path cultivator has its own specific habits.

Cheng Liran's habit is to first use toxins to erode into the body of the spirit creature, weaken its fighting strength, and disintegrate its will to resist, so as to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Of course, such a method can only be suitable for spiritual objects with vital signs, such as flowers and trees, and fish, insects, birds and beasts.

He did this when he subdued the Purple Bone Bee, and he did the same when he subdued the Northern Stygian Cold Scorpion, and there was never an accident.

But the accident happened at this time.

I saw that the spirit lock ring had just touched the branches and leaves of the spirit tree, and suddenly let out a trembling sound, and then bounced violently to the side, and then fell to the ground in extreme embarrassment, smashing out a shallow pit.

At the same time, a tingling sensation suddenly rose in Cheng Liran's palm, which soon spread to his shoulder, making his entire right arm become a little paralyzed and sluggish.

Cheng Liran has a strong sensitivity to toxins, and the moment he realized that something was wrong, he subconsciously wanted to retract his palm, but he never thought that there was an extremely strong adhesion on the trunk of the spirit tree, like a giant beast, biting his palm hard, preventing it from escaping!

At this time, Cheng Liran was suddenly shocked that he had been calculated!

The lock spirit ring he brought was royal-level, and it was no problem to subdue a division-level spirit tree, but the scene just now was declared a failure, and there was only one explanation for this: this spirit tree has recognized the master!

Cheng Liran's reaction was extremely fast, and the moment he found that the situation had changed, he did not try to forcibly retract his palm, but took another half step forward and pressed his palm against the trunk of the tree.

After all, he is just a division-level spirit tree, even if he competes in the strength of the toxin, will he still lose!

At the same time, the two-headed stone python closest to Cheng Liran did not attack the spirit tree, but swam towards Cheng Liran at the fastest speed, wanting to melt the spirit at the first time!

As a Spirit Emperor Realm powerhouse, Cheng Liran's judgment in an instant was extremely accurate, and his response was also very appropriate, but unfortunately, what he was facing was a tactician who had incomparably rich experience in cross-border killing.

Xia Sheng.

This spirit tree is, of course, his natal master spirit, Poor Sang.

Xia Sheng had already predicted Cheng Liran's decent counterattack methods, and before the two-headed stone python entered five feet behind Cheng Liran, an overwhelming blue shadow suddenly hung down from the sky.

The boundless green leaves of the poor mulberry branches fell from the canopy of the tree, and stopped in front of the two-headed stone python just right, firmly wrapping Cheng Liran, as if covering his body with a layer of green armor.

Just as that day outside White Horse Town, when Xia Sheng taught Qin Yan to crack the Water Pattern Sword, Kang Wuwei said, if a spiritual cultivator stripped off his natal spiritual object, it would be his most powerful moment, and at the same time, it was also his most dangerous moment.

Strength is based on the fact that spirituality can use such means to fight more and less, and occupy an absolute advantage in numbers.

And the danger refers to the cultivator himself!

Without the protection of the natal spiritual object, the physical body of the spiritual cultivator is far less powerful than that of the martial cultivator, and if the enemy's sneak attack is successful, it will be doomed!

At this time, Cheng Liran.

The branches and leaves of the poor mulberry condensed into a heavy cocoon that was three feet thick outside his body, temporarily isolating him from the two-headed stone python, and at the same time, the paralyzing meaning contained in the leaves of the poor mulberry also suddenly attacked from all directions, making Cheng Liran unable to move for a moment.

And what Xia Sheng wants is this moment.

The next moment, a bright yellow bright light suddenly flashed above Cheng Liran's head, and an ancient long sword fell from the sky under the cover of thousands of blue shadows, stabbing his head!

Cheng Liran's eyes shrank in shock, he could recognize that this sword was a floating sword from Huai'an, but the person holding the sword was not Huai'an, and the other party used was not Huai'an's best soul-breaking sword, but a swordsmanship that he had never seen before.

Compared with Huai'an's Soul Breaking Sword, Xia Sheng's sword is more righteous and bright, and the sword intent contained in it is also more majestic and violent.

This is the Great Bright Sword.

In the past, the kendo master, the Lingwu Twin Saints, Jiuli's famous swordsmanship!

Xia Sheng's sword was originally intended to sneak attack, but there was no sneakiness on his body, but he seemed very calm and upright.

The bright and the bright comes!

Cheng Liran's eyes were brightly reflected, but what awaited him was a hell that was darker than the night.

Compared to when the White Flame Sword Formation was activated, this time Xia Sheng no longer had to rely on the power of Poor Sang, and Poor Sang no longer had the power of the day, and there was no way to provide Xia Sheng with a steady stream of vitality.

But in the realm, the Great Bright Sword was not inferior to the White Flame Sword Formation, and its speed was even a few points faster than the White Flame Sword.

It was so fast that it took less than a breath from Xia Sheng's appearance with a sword to the three inches above Cheng Liran's head!

That is, for a moment.

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