Chapter 172: Cooperation

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It returned to the basin and became a small tree one man tall.

The little tree was even more solid, and it actually rose from the ground and galloped away into the distance.

"Ran away?"

Seeing that the Gushan Soul King actually fled, Xin Ming couldn't help but be stunned, and even the silver fox on the side was stunned, you know, the Gushan Soul King is a strong man within a radius of thousands of miles, and now, he actually fled after seeing this senior.

Doesn't this show that the strength of the seniors in front of you is very extraordinary?

Zhuang Quanguan and Zhuang Quanqing are even more pleasantly surprised, the stronger the master, the greater their chances of survival.

If the master falls, then they will not be able to get out of this sea of fog and clouds.

They originally thought that there were a lot of tired trees in the sea of fog and clouds, and they had made a lot of preparations, but they didn't expect that as soon as they came in, it was simply as they thought.

The sea of earth fog and clouds is actually the battlefield of the gods countless thousands of years ago?

There is an endless amount of primordial gods inside.

No wonder that so many monks have been entering here all this time, but no one has ever come out.

Xin Ming didn't say a word, and immediately chased him out.

Yi Ti Mu landed on the ancient cedar soul king in front of him, and he couldn't let him run.

The speed of the Gushan Soul King was very fast, and Xin Ming was almost lost in the chase.

However, after Xin Ming had cast his divine sense escape twice, he finally blocked the Gushan Soul King.

"Give me Leanwood and I can give you what you need in exchange. Xin Ming looked at the Gushan Soul King and said slowly.

"Impossible!"

The Ancient Cedar Soul King let out a sharp roar. "Do you know that there is no tired wood, a primordial god, in this battlefield of the gods, it will dissipate in less than a hundred years, if there is a tired wood, you can still survive for a thousand years!"

"Leaning on the Tired Wood is what we rely on for survival, how can I give it to you, if you force me again, I will destroy it!"

The Ancient Cedar Soul King roared, and a black ancient tree about a meter long appeared above his head.

The moment this wood appeared, a strong vitality spread.

"This is the Tired Wood?"

Xin Ming saw the tired wood, his eyes suddenly burst into fine light, his divine sense suddenly worked, and a whirlpool with a large face instantly appeared on the top of the head of the ancient cedar soul king, and the tired wood was involved in it!

Leaning Wood fell into the whirlpool and instantly appeared in Xin Ming's hands.

Xin Ming held the tired wood in his hand, and his heart was surging, although his doppelganger had condensed his physical body, but it was not his real body, it was condensed after devouring a large amount of monk's essence blood.

After all, it doesn't belong to you.

What Xin Ming wants is to condense his own body.

"You give me back, Yi Ti Mu!" Seeing that Yi Ti Mu was taken away by Xin Ming, the Gu Shan's Soul King let out a terrible scream as if he had lost his beloved thing.

Rumble!

The Ancient Cedar Soul King screamed miserably, and a sharp spike instantly transformed, stabbing towards Xin Ming's clone!

Xin Ming threw a punch and erupted into an earth-shattering roar.

At this moment, a vicissitudes of sound came into Xin Ming's ears. "This fellow Daoist, the tired wood you have in your hand has very little vitality in it, and I am afraid that it will dissipate in less than a hundred years. ā€

"Moreover, looking at the appearance of Daoyou, you want to condense the body of the primordial god, right?"

"Your Excellency?"

Xin Ming threw a punch, forcing the Gushan Soul King to retreat, his body retreating like lightning, and his divine sense swept out.

Just now, Xin Ming's mind was tied to the Gushan Soul King, so he didn't find the source of this sound.

In the end, Xin Ming saw a five-meter-long tired wood in a deep pit, and the vitality on this wood was not comparable to the tired wood in Xin Ming's hand at all.

"The old man is just a primordial god who has lived in this battlefield of gods for countless years, and is a little stronger than ordinary primordial gods, and he is close to running out of oil. ā€

The sound of vicissitudes came slowly.

This voice came out, not loud, but there was an indescribable penetrating power, which seemed to be about to enter Xin Ming's heart.

"The predecessor is right, I want to lean on the tired wood, but I want to condense the body. Xin Ming slowly raised his head and looked into the distance, and his voice spread.

"I don't know what the seniors have to say?" Xin Ming said slowly.

"If you want to condense your body, you must have a complete Tired Wood, and in the entire Northern Battlefield, the only person who has a complete Tired Wood is Blue Dream Daozun. The vicissitudes of life came out.

"Old man Tianjizi, if you want, you can cooperate with me, and I will take you with you to snatch the complete Tired Wood. Tianjizi spoke slowly.

"Cooperation, don't you have a tired wood?"

Xin Ming was stunned for a moment and said.

"To tell you the truth, my Tired Wood has been almost consumed, or in a hundred years, the vitality in it will dissipate, and it is no longer a real Tired Wood. ā€

Tianjizi glanced at the Gushan Soul King and spoke.

"Where is the intact Timberwood?"

Xin Ming was stunned for a moment, this incomplete tired wood could be taken out and dedicated to the Reverse Dao Sect as a pass to enter the Reverse Dao Holy Land.

After all, if it is possible, Xin Ming wants to get his hands on both the Heavenly Flower and the True Essence of the Reverse Dao.

"Blue Dream Daozun. ā€

Tianjizi slowly spoke, looked at the north, and said. "Lan Mengdao Venerable is powerful, he has collected all the tired trees in the entire battlefield, and there is even a woodland of tired trees. ā€

"Therefore, his strength is getting stronger and stronger, and as long as the Tianqi Flower matures, he can condense his body and leave this battlefield. ā€

"Of course, over the years, there have also been many powerful monks who have entered here to achieve the purpose of possessing a physical body and left here. Tianjizi's expression was a little gloomy and said. "However, those physical bodies were snatched away by some powerful monks. ā€

"And we are lowly monks, and only here we can rely on the broken leaning wood, hoping for a miracle. ā€

Hearing this, Xin Ming glanced at the Gushan Soul King on the side, no wonder he was desperate, he had already forced him into a desperate situation.

The corners of Xin Ming's mouth lifted and said. "I have a question. ā€

Tianjizi was stunned. "Daoyou have doubts, as the sincerity of cooperation, Tianjizi knows everything. ā€

Xin Ming said slowly. "Many of the primordial gods here want to have a physical body and leave here, but why don't you take my body?"

"Daoyou think I don't want to?"

Tianjizi sighed. "In Daoyou, I felt a sense of danger, and I had an intuition that I couldn't kill Daoyou, so I chose to cooperate. ā€

Tianjizi continued. "I'm afraid it won't be long before a strong person will come to take away the Taoist friends. ā€

"Oh, really?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Xin Ming's mouth, he was the least afraid of taking away.

As soon as the recipe for soul snatching and creation came out, the primordial spirit who snatched away was just sending him nutrients. (To be continued.) )