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The ancient tree grows when it sees the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it has covered the sky and the sun, shrouding the radius of hundreds of zhang under the green shade of the ancient tree, and it seems that the power of heaven and earth is constantly surging into Jumang's body through the medium of the ancient tree.

Even if he was also in the shade of a tree, the male ghost still stood still, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, with a strange arc.

"Deadwood is a great consummation in spring, it seems that you are impressing me more and more!" the male loser laughed loudly, but then changed his words and said, "However, this is still not enough!"

As he spoke, he saw that the body of the male defeat ghost was spinning rapidly in place, and in an instant, it had turned into a whirlwind of black mist condensation, and the same endless black mist poured out from that cyclone, and then spread out towards the surrounding sky and even every corner.

Although the branches and leaves of the ancient tree were still absorbing the black mist, the black mist released by the male defeat ghost was far greater than the speed at which the branches and leaves were absorbed, and after a while, the ancient tree was surrounded by black mist, and even the lowest branches and leaves showed a hint of decay.

The black mist seemed to be endless, spreading endlessly from the cyclone, forming an endless black cloud that floated in mid-air, isolating the trunk of the ancient tree from the canopy.

At this time, the cyclone finally stopped spinning, and once again turned into a male ghost and walked slowly towards the trunk of the tree.

"Your power has been cut off by my magic cloud, see what else you can do!" the male loser laughed as he walked, as his palms exploded towards the trunk of the ancient tree.

"Alas, obsessed......" At this moment, only a soft sigh was heard from within the ancient tree.

Just when the palms of the male defeat ghost were less than half an inch away from the ancient tree, hundreds of tender green strips of paper suddenly stretched out from both sides of the ancient tree, and then instantly tied the palms of the male defeat ghost, and at the same time, more branches wrapped around the body of the male losing ghost.

The face of the male defeat ghost changed, he didn't understand why he still had the ability to resist after he had completely cut off the source of Jumang's power, and even this power was stronger than Fang Cai, strong enough to be equal to himself.

For a long time, Ju Mang's cultivation was the weakest of the three, and even if the Gong Defeat Ghost did not practice demonic skills, he could easily draw with Ju Mang, who had cultivated Aoki Jue.

But at this time, the male defeat ghost who had cultivated the Heavenly Demon Transformation was unable to move under the entanglement of the branches of this ancient tree, and even the power of his true yuan seemed to be suppressed by the branches.

The face of the male defeat ghost became more and more ugly, and at this time, its body was only entwined by the branches of the ancient tree, and at the same time it was pulled into the air.

"Impossible, you, your cultivation is obviously not as good as mine!" finally showed a trace of horror and uneasiness on the face of the male loser, and roared again and again.

"I have already said that there is no martial arts that is the best in the world, and the Heavenly Demon Transformation is naturally no exception, if you sincerely repent, for the sake of the same family, I can spare your life!" At this time, a helpless voice came from the ancient tree.

"Hahaha! Repentance? I don't know what repentance is, I only know the law of heaven and earth, I only believe that the one who lives to the end is the winner!"

At this time, the ancient tree seemed to suddenly stop the swing of its branches, and quietly hung the male ghost in the air, as if trying to see through it.

After a long time, Ju Mang said slowly: "Ah ghost, you have sacrificed your life to save me three times, and you haven't had time to repay your favor three times, but today you want to kill you......"

"Hmph, I saved you because we have brotherhood and the same righteousness, and now you and I are enemies, if I were replaced, I would kill you as well!" the male loser snorted coldly.

Ju Mang seemed to fall silent, for him, the public loser is always his brother, and at this time, if he really hurts the killer, he has some unbearable heart.

"What's the matter? I didn't expect you to be so indecisive for more than a hundred years, since that's the case, let me help you!" I saw a strange smile on the face of the male loser, and then the palm was gently spread out, and a black halo the size of an egg quickly rose into the air.

"Heaven Destroying Demon Day!" the male demon shouted, and at the same time, the skin on the surface of his body quickly turned extremely black, and the branches around his body withered and decayed in an instant, and finally turned into ashes and scattered in the wind.

At the same time, the black halo increased rapidly, turning into a huge black disc hanging in the air, emitting a black halo, and from a distance, it was like a black sun that cast a faint black shadow over the entire world.

I don't know what the power of this black halo is, even this towering ancient tree has become fragile under the illumination of the black halo, the bark of the tree has become dry and peeled off, and the branches and leaves have quickly withered and turned into ashes, and in an instant, the ancient tree has become extremely black, and it will never return to its vigorous and lush state.

Even the trunk of the tree was rapidly shrinking, and finally the body that had reverted to Ju Mang was half-kneeling on the ground weakly.

Ju Mang's mouth gasped, his face turned a little iron-blue, and his palms became as black as black mist.

"I told you, I won't show mercy!" said the loser smirked.

But as soon as the words fell, I saw Ju Mang slowly raise his head, with a sly smile on his face.

At the same time, a faint phantom appeared silently behind the male defeat ghost in an instant.

The face of the male loser changed, and before he could look back, he saw that the phantom had stabbed the short sword in his hand into the back of the male loser.

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Qin Palace.

Qin Qi and Ao Ziyou sat quietly in the main hall of the Qin Palace.

The current Qin Palace is empty, and it no longer has the glory of ranking first among the seventy-two sects, and it is even so quiet that people feel at a loss.

"It seems that the Ancestor has crossed a lot of people!" Qin Qi looked at the empty hall and sighed softly.

"Are you sure Mingkong will come?" Ao Ziyou asked with a nervous expression, apparently not in the mood to joke.

After hearing this, Qin Qi shook his head and replied: "If he gets the news, he will definitely come, if he is so stupid that he doesn't even know anything about the outside world, he will definitely not come!"

"Then do you think Mingkong is stupid?" Ao Ziyou asked again.

"It's a bit stupid!" Qin Qi said with a smile.

At this moment, I saw Ao Ziyou take out a string of prayer beads from his arms and hand it to Qin Qi, "This is given to you by the ancestor before he died, he said that if you go to the Western Regions in the future, if you encounter difficulties, you can take this to the Buddha Sect!"

After hearing this, Qin Qi solemnly turned his hands into prayer beads, but his heart was a little heavy, he didn't know why Haoran Ancestor wanted to help him so hard, and he didn't want to know.

Because no matter what his purpose is, Haoran Ancestor will always be a respectable elder in his heart.

At this moment, Qin Qi and Ao Ziyou's faces changed slightly at the same time, and they looked up at the outside of the main hall.

Then the two looked at each other and smiled, and Ao Ziyou said, "It seems that he is not stupid!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a black shadow sweep in from outside the main hall, and the extremely fast body made a long phantom figure pull out behind him, and it was only in an instant that he had already come to Qin Qi and Ao Ziyou.

I saw that this person was long, with a fair complexion like a woman, although he was nearly middle-aged, he could not see any traces of time, and even looked younger than Qin Qi.

This person is Mingkong.

I saw that Mingkong's face was gloomy, and he slowly stretched out his slender finger and pointed to the gilded couch chair under Qin Qi and Ao Ziyou, and said word by word: "This position is mine!"

Qin Qi smiled slightly when he heard this, and replied softly: "It was yours before, but it's not yours now!"

"You're looking for death!" Mingkong's face showed a touch of ruthlessness.

"If I die, you won't be able to get the spiritual vein!" Qin Qi said with a smile.

After hearing this, Mingkong laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha, do you think that I am for the spiritual vein? Do you think that I am the same kind of person as a vulgar fool like Juliufeng?"

Qin Qi and Ao Ziyou looked at each other behind when they heard this, obviously judging from Mingkong's tone and expression at this time, he was not lying.

And he wasn't for the spiritual vein, but for what? Could it be for his own divine soldiers?

Qin Qi thought so, but then vetoed the idea again, Ming Kong didn't know that he had the Glaive Dragon Emperor Spear, let alone know about Qing Xuanying.

That being the case, then what exactly is Mingkong for?

Qin Qi and Ao Ziyou remained silent, just quietly looking at the bright sky.

At this time, I saw that Mingkong suddenly shouted at Ao Ziyou: "I didn't expect that Haoran Villa really has a strong existence, it is you, it is you who ruined everything I am about to get, it is you who ruins my future!"

Because he was too excited, Mingkong's voice suddenly became extremely sharp, and he seemed to have a gritted hatred with Ao Ziyou.

And Ao Ziyou smiled faintly and said softly: "The Holy Maiden is the soul of the Mu Clan, and the body of ten thousand gold, how can you be touched by this kind of goods, no matter whether the ancestor makes a move or not, you will die without a place to be buried!"

"Hahaha, it seems that there is no place to be buried, now I will let you die without a place to bury!" Mingkong looked up to the sky and laughed, and then his body flashed, stretching out his palms and slashing at the throats of Qin Qi and Ao Ziyou at the same time.

But the two of them had already taken precautions, and when they saw the Ming Sky eruption, their bodies jumped suddenly, and then they took a few steps towards the back of the Ming Sky.

Seeing this, Mingkong sneered, his palms suddenly retracted, and at the same time, his body turned sharply, still exposing the two of them to his attack range.

Qin Qi didn't dare to slack off when he saw this, after all, Mingkong was a well-deserved Purple Realm powerhouse, although he had the Qingxuan Shadow by his side, but now was not the best time.

The golden mangs flashed, and the Glaive Dragon Emperor Spear instantly appeared in Qin Qi's hand, and Ao Ziyou also instantly drew out his long sword, and the two of them attacked with both palms towards the bright sky.

Seeing this, Mingkong's complexion changed, as if he didn't expect Qin Qi to have a divine weapon, and Ao Ziyou was also a strong man in the Purple Realm, so he naturally didn't dare to touch it in the face of the attack of the two at this time, and immediately retreated, and at the same time, there was a pair of iron shovels in his hands.

"Divine soldier, I didn't expect you to have a lot of treasures, but you still want to die!" Mingkong said, and a thick black mist rose around him.

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