Shen Lang stared at the flying knife master Lu Tianchen from afar, only to feel that although he had white temples, depressed temperament, and thin cheeks, his facial features were clear and three-dimensional, and the layout was reasonable, and he must have been a handsome and handsome man when he was young.

I don't know if it's preconceived or not, Shen Lang always felt that Lu Tianchen's eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose were quite similar to Xiao Gu's humanoid facial features in the dream, and he looked like a father and daughter.

Mu Qingxue saw Shen Lang staring thoughtfully at the flying knife master Lu Tianchen, and couldn't help but laugh and tease:

"What, I heard that Lu Tianchen is an old friend of the Dragon King of the Seven Seas, and I want to ask him to help bring a letter to Yu Niangzi and bring some gifts?"

Shen Lang shook his head and transmitted the sound into the secret:

"It's not. I suspect he may be the father of Little Bone. ”

"What?" Mu Qingxue was slightly stunned, "Xiao Gu's father? ”

"Hmm. Xiao Gu was killed by Zhao Mengshan before her death, but her father didn't know about it and kept looking for her......"

told Mu Qingxue the news that Xiao Zhao had eavesdropped, and then said:

"Although Xiao Gu was turned into a demon by me, she lost her memories before her death, so we never know who her biological father is. Today, when I heard you say that Lu Tianchen is from Yingzhou and has an old relationship with the Dragon King of the Seven Seas, I remembered this old incident. ”

Mu Qingxue frowned slightly and said:

"If he's really Bone's father...... What are you going to do? Let the bones recognize him? ”

Shen Lang sighed and shook his head:

"How do you recognize each other? A living girl with flesh and blood, who can talk and laugh, has become a bloodless and tearless, can't speak, and cold skeleton shelf...... How can a father accept it?

He couldn't find Xiao Gu, and he still had some thoughts in his heart, even if he lied to himself, he barely had hope. But if you knew that her daughter had become like this...... I'm afraid he's going to go crazy on the spot. ”

Mu Qingxue was silent for a while, and then sighed, and said quietly:

"This is really a tragedy in the world...... But in the legend, aren't goblins able to transform into human form? Bones won't always look like skeletons, right? ”

"Fairies can transform into human form, but Xiao Gu's cultivation is not enough now, and he can't even speak, let alone transform into a human?"

"But there is hope in the end."

"Yes." Shen Lang sighed lightly, "When the little bone turns back into a human form, find a chance to let their father and daughter recognize each other." If Lu Tianchen is really Xiao Gu's father. ”

At this time, as if sensing Shen Lang's gaze, Lu Tianchen, who was concentrating on carving wood carvings, suddenly raised his head sideways and glanced at Shen Lang.

Shen Lang remained silent, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Lu Tianchen expressionlessly.

As a flying knife master, his eyes should have been sharp and sharp, but Lu Tianchen's eyes were dull and lifeless.

That kind of depressed and dead eyes made Shen Lang feel compassion, and Mu Qingxue also sighed gloomily.

After only glancing at Shen Lang, Lu Tianchen withdrew his gaze and immersed himself in the wood carving.

"What is he carving?" Shen Lang asked Mu Qingxue.

Mu Qingxue gathered his eyes, activated the insight energy of the Tianmu Acupoint, stared for a while, and sighed lightly:

"It's a little girl with a sword."

Little girl with a sword......

Shen Lang can almost confirm that Lu Tianchen is Xiao Gu's biological father.

He didn't hide it from Xiao Gu, and his heart sent a message to Xiao Gu in the fine pen space:

"Xiao Gu, there is a person named Lu Tianchen here, who may be your father."

[Lu Tianchen? Father? I don't remember. 】

"Can't remember anything?"

[Not at all, I don't remember.] My memory begins at the moment when I was turned into essence by you. Before, nothing, I don't remember. 】

"If you condense the demon pill, is it possible to remember the events of your life?"

[I don't know.] Does this matter to you? 】

"Whether you have any memories of your life or not, of course, doesn't matter to me. After all, when I ignited you, you were a little skeleton. It's just that...... The man who could have been your father was miserable. There was no light in his eyes. ”

【…… I, feeling it, don't. I, flesh and blood, no feelings. Except for you, for others, really, unaffordably, empathetic. 】

Shen Lang was silent, sighed secretly and said:

"I hope that after you condense the demon pill, you can get back some of the emotions you had before your death."

Ending the spiritual communication with Xiao Gu, Shen Lang said to Mu Qingxue again:

"This relic won't be opened until tomorrow, you've been here since yesterday, and you haven't rested much until tonight, right? As soon as the relict mansion is opened, I am afraid that it will be chaotic. I'll keep order for you first, and you can find a place to rest for the night, and recharge your energy for tomorrow night's battle. ”

Mu Qingxue smiled:

"Not necessarily. I'm a second-grade martial artist, I can live for a long time by drinking the wind, and I won't get tired without sleep for ten days and ten nights. ”

Shen Lang's face couldn't be refused, "But I will feel sorry for my own lady." Be obedient, obedient, go and rest. ”

"Good? Obedient? Mu Qingxue looked at Shen Lang with a smile, "Obviously four years younger than me, and the wrist wrench is not my opponent, you have to call me Master Mu at home, so you dare to talk to me in such a tone?" ”

Shen Lang's face did not change, he put his hands behind his back and smiled proudly:

"But I can kill you crying and calling brother. It's only a matter of time before the strength surpasses you. ”

Mu Qingxue glanced at him and snorted softly:

"Don't mention what the future will be, for now, I am still your Muslim."

Having said that, she didn't refuse Shen Lang's kindness anymore, turned around and went to the back of the hillside, and chose a place to rest.

Shen Lang gave Mu Qingxue a night post, and the next morning, Mu Qingxue came to take over again, and Shen Lang didn't go to rest, so he meditated and practiced beside Mu Qingxue.

Before I knew it, it was night again, and the time was approaching, and the crowd on the hillside gradually became restless, and the voices of discussion, quarrels, and scolding were boiling into the sky.

Mu Qingxue only kept order and ignored everything else. Shen Lang also closed his eyes and turned a deaf ear, just meditating.

Suddenly, Shen Lang felt a vibration in the mountain, and faintly heard a dull loud sound like a cow's roar, coming from the belly of the mountain.

Shen Lang stood up and looked down, and saw a huge crack several zhang wide blooming halfway up the mountainside, and countless mud and stone fountains gushed out from the crack, rushing straight up more than ten zhang high.

The martial arts people near the rift rushed one after another, but the martial arts people in the distance performed their own light skills, and a swarm of bees rushed to the side of the rift, and I don't know how many people cheered excitedly:

"It's open, it's open!"

"The Relic Mansion is opened!"

"There really is a widow! It's not in vain that I've been waiting here for five days and five nights, ahhh......hh

The cheers turned into painful cries in a blink of an eye, but it was the mud and rocks that reached the sky more than ten feet, and they fell like torrential rain, smashing their heads and faces into the crowd surging in all directions.

Some people notice that something is wrong in advance and use the body method to avoid it. Others crashed into the mud and rocks that fell from the sky.

But there are also unlucky guys, who were greeted by multiple gravel at the same time, and they couldn't avoid it and couldn't block it, and they were smashed and bled out.

Soon, the erupted mud and rocks had landed, and the crowd was pouring towards the crack in the mountainside.

The unlucky ones who were smashed to the point of bleeding were not far behind, and they ran in pain while wrapping up their wounds.

Mu Qingxue's bad luck also flared up again, and a half-human-high boulder was thrown up the top of the mountain, and smashed towards Mu Qingxue's head impartially. However, such a small accident has long been commonplace for Mu people, and it is not surprising at all, and with a flick of his fingers without changing his face, a finger force flew out, blasting the big stone into a smash in the air.

Then she grabbed Shen Lang's palm, spread a pair of Gang Qi wings, and flew down from the top of the mountain with him, rushing ahead of everyone and falling before the rift.

Seeing the ruthless iron judgment and cold-blooded slaughter of the famous people jointly blocking the entrance of the relic's mansion, the crowd that swarmed suddenly stopped suddenly.

A young man was enthusiastic and was about to step forward to question, but was swept away by Mu Qingxue's cold eyes, and suddenly felt as if a basin of ice water was poured on his head, and he was cold from head to foot, and immediately died down, obediently retreated into the crowd, and did not dare to be the first bird again.

There are also fierce reckless men who are angry from their hearts, and they are about to raise their arms and shout to encourage the crowd to rush up, but Shen Lang looked at it with a smile, and suddenly felt that his neck was cold, as if he was being pressed against his throat by a sharp blade, and in an instant, his face turned pale, cold sweat was dripping, and he couldn't speak.

After shocking the restless crowd, Mu Qingxue slowly spoke:

"The Divine Capture Hall has no intention of competing with you for the Relics. But exploring the relics requires order. Like you, you are scrambling and not giving in to each other, and I am afraid that before you enter the door, you will be killed and trampled to death first. ”

Shen Lang continued:

"Mu Zhutou and I set up a rule here, and line up first when we enter the relic mansion. Everyone, on a first-come, first-served basis, lined up in two lines in front of the entrance. No fighting, no cutting in line, whoever dares to violate the rules will be deprived of the qualification to enter the relic's mansion!

"After entering, they are not allowed to kill each other or harm each other, and those who violate it will be disqualified and driven out of the relict mansion!"

A young and vigorous warrior finally couldn't hold it back, and said indignantly:

"This relic mansion was left by the great master of the previous dynasty, and it is not yours, why should you make rules?"

"That is, the inheritance of the relics, those who are destined to get it, we are all here to collide with chance, life and death are fateful, wealth is in the sky, why should we abide by your rules and listen to your arrangements?"

"We are not from the government......

Most of the martial arts people were indignant and questioned one after another.

Of course, there are also some decent martial artists, or martial arts who love peace in general, and feel that although it is a little strange to queue up to enter the arena and explore harmoniously, there is no thrilling twists and turns of wits and courage, but it is actually a good thing.

At least a lot of unnecessary bloodshed can be avoided.

It's a pity that such intellectuals are only in the minority, and they can't make enough volume to overwhelm the majority of people.

At this moment, Shen Lang suddenly raised his finger to the sky, and a series of sparks flew out of his fingertips, turning into nine orange-red fireballs the size of a human head in the wind, soaring into the air hundreds of feet high, and exploding one after another.

In the deafening sound of a series of explosions, the bright light of the fireball reflected the hillside as if it were daytime.

There was even a scorching hot wind falling from the sky, whistling across the hillside, causing everyone on the hillside to breathe and become silent again.

Shen Lang flicked his nails lightly, making a clanging sound like a steel piece, and under the jealous and awe-inspiring gaze of everyone, he said lightly:

"Queue up quickly and enter the venue in an orderly manner. If you dare to talk nonsense, this head catcher will charge the ticket money! Charge by word count, and charge a hundred silver dollars for every word of nonsense said. ”

“……”

A hundred dollars for a word?

Why the fuck aren't you going to rob it!

The martial arts people were furious in their hearts, but there was no way, Shen Lang and his family really had the ability to charge by the number of words!

No matter how angry he was in his heart, he could only purse his mouth, no one dared to say a word of nonsense, and only consciously and quickly lined up according to the order of their distance from the entrance of the releacy.

Soon, hundreds of people lined up in two long lines at the gate of the widow's mansion.

Shen Lang glanced behind him and found that even the three strongest young swordsmen of the Longyou Sword Sect had obediently lined up in the queue, and there was no sign of exploding thorns, so he nodded with satisfaction, made way of the entrance with Mu Qingxue, and let everyone enter in turn.

"Don't try to mess around when you go in."

When he let people in, Shen Lang pointed to his eyes:

"I have cast a secret method, I can keep an eye on you at any time, whoever dares to mess around, I promise to throw him out as soon as possible."

Well, although Shen Lang has the spell of remote monitoring, it is impossible to keep an eye on hundreds of people throughout the whole process.

However, Fa Xiu has always been mysterious, and ordinary martial artists will not know how much ability a Fa Xiu has, and Shen Lang has the power of killing Dugu Wei and bullying Xing to kill the door, and he is in the limelight and his reputation is blazing, so his words can really bluff many people.

All the martial arts people lined up, walked into the entrance of the relic mansion in an orderly manner, and disappeared into the crack several feet wide.

Shen Lang and Mu Qingxue separated the two sides of the entrance and continued to maintain order outside.

When it was the turn of the three brothers and sisters of the Longyou Sword Sect, Chen Haoran, Luo Lingfei, and Ye Yurong, the three of them also saluted Shen Lang and Mu Qingxue with their fists, and then walked into the door.

As a young genius who has cultivated in the early stage of the third grade in less than twenty, Chen Haoran is undoubtedly proud.

But in front of Shen Lang and Mu Qingxue, the peerless Tianjiao, he was very self-aware, and he never revealed any arrogance.

Of course, as a swordsman, he will not be inferior, and when he clasps his fists and salutes, his appearance of neither humility nor arrogance makes Shen Lang look up at him.

Because there is no admission fee and no name registration, the queue of hundreds of people looks very long, but if you enter in an orderly manner, it is very fast.

In just a few moments, the long line came to an end.

Lu Tianchen, the flying knife master who is suspected of being Xiao Gu's father, is at the end of the line, and although his pace is steady when he marches, the depressed and dead qi on his body always makes people feel that he seems to be a walking corpse without a soul.

When the last Lu Tianchen walked past Shen Lang, Shen Lang couldn't help but ask:

"Senior Lu, what is the significance of this relic mansion to seniors?"

Lu Tianchen turned his head sideways, glanced at Shen Lang with a vacant look, and said slowly:

"I have a daughter, she's a kendo prodigy...... I thought, get her a good sword. If there is any treasure medicine, I can prepare it for her......"

As he spoke, he withdrew his gaze and walked into the entrance with a blank face.

Shen Lang didn't say anything more, just looked at Lu Tianchen's back and shook his head slightly.

Mu Qingxue also looked at Lu Tianchen's back with pity, and said:

"His spirit...... Something seems to be out of order. ”

"I see." Shen Lang looked at Mu Qingxue: "Let's go in too?" ”

"Well, let's go inside." Mu Qingxue walked into the entrance.

Shen Lang wanted to walk in front of her, but she raised her hand to stop him:

"I'll go ahead, and you follow me."

Shen Lang said helplessly: "Master Mu, I am very strong now. ”

Mu Qingxue smiled slightly, and said leisurely: "But it's still not as strong as me." ”

"But there are hundreds of people in front of me, and if there are any traps, they have already been leveled."

Mu Qingxue looked serious: "Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years." ”

Shen Lang was helpless, so he could only follow behind Mu Qingxue.

After stepping into the breach, it was at first a pitch-black natural cave, and the ground was damp, slippery, and covered with moss.

But after more than ten zhang forward, there is a spiral downward artificial stone steps, on the stone walls on both sides, there is also a hanging lamp every ten steps, at this time the hanging lamp has been lit, the stone step passage is quite bright.

Mu Qingxue walked while concentrating on perception, and suddenly said a little strangely:

"The people who came in weren't scattered, they all seemed to be gathered together?"

Shen Lang pointed his finger at the center of his eyebrows, spreading out his spiritual power, intending to scan one or two. Who knew that as soon as the spiritual power touched the two walls and the dome of the passage, it disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea, as if it had been swallowed by something.

Shen Lang's heart sank, and he didn't dare to try to directly penetrate the obstacle scan, so he only condensed his spiritual power into a beam and scanned it spirally along the stone staircase passage.

However, the spiral scan really can't go far, only probing more than ten zhang, and then it can't go forward, only faintly perceiving that at the end of the channel, it does gather a lot of popularity.

"Something seems unusual here, Lord Muslim."

"It is said that this relic mansion was built by the great master of the previous dynasty at the request of a real person. With the means of a real person, the relics will of course be very unusual. ”

As they spoke, the two of them had descended more than ten feet to the end of the spiral stone steps, in front of a more spacious straight passage.

This straight passage is not long, only four or five zhang, there is a stone door at the end, which has been opened at this time, through the open stone door, it can be seen that there are people behind the door, but the strange thing is that there is no sound.

Hundreds of people gathered together without saying a word, such a strange situation made Mu Qingxue and Shen Lang can't help but slow down their pace at the same time, and while concentrating on perception, they slowly walked towards the big open stone gate.

Shen Lang walked and looked left and right:

"It's strange, along the way, there are no traps in the passage......"

Mu Qingxue stared ahead and said in a low voice:

"It's even stranger ahead, hundreds of people get together, but no one speaks, and there is no sound."

As he spoke, he could already see the people outside the door, as if they were all tilting their necks and looking upwards.

So, what's really weird up there?

Waiting for Mu Qingxue and Shen Lang to walk out of the passage, they slowly stepped through the stone gate and came to an open space, and they could see clearly what everyone was looking up at at a glance.

Then they looked up in shock, just like the hundreds of people before.

It was a magical giant tree.

The trunk of the tree looks as thick as ten people hugging together, and the silver-gray bark is covered with various odd-shaped patterns.

Some are like dragons and snakes, some are like lightning, some are like whirlwinds, some are like flames, some are like the sun, some are like eyes, and some are like weeds and vines smeared by urchins.

But no matter how sloppy the lines are, when you gaze at them, a pair of internal forces and true qi will appear in front of you, as if they are all different high-level and profound mental methods.

There are also some strange patterns, which seem to contain a martial art move that is close to the Tao. Fist, palm, fingering, claw, leg, sword, knife, spear, whip...... All kinds of bare hands, weapons are unique, everything is available.

But these are not the most attractive.

The most attractive thing is still in the trees.

Looking up the trunk of the tree, you can see that this huge and thick tree is not too tall, and the crown is only about ten feet.

The umbrella-shaped canopy is not too large, and the diameter is only more than ten zhang.

However, above the canopy, the oval leaves the size of the pu fan are particularly gorgeous, all of which are golden as if they were made of pure gold.

And every leaf is emitting a faint golden light, giving people a sense of majesty and sacredness.

But the ornate and sacred leaves are not the most attractive.

What really made the hundreds of people present silent and silent, looking up in unison, was the silver skin and gold pattern between the leaves, as if cast in pure silver, inlaid with gold threads.

The fruit is only the size of a fist, and the whole body is round, exuding a soft glow, and the enticing fragrance is diffused.

Just smelling this fragrance makes people have the illusion that the whole body is comfortable, the dark wounds are completely eliminated, the flesh and blood are pure, and the skill is faintly improved.

At the same time, all those who see the fruit will have an intuition in their hearts:

After eating a fruit, you can instantly master an earth-shattering magic skill, and at the same time, your cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds, and you will be able to advance by leaps and bounds, such as five grades and four grades, four grades and three grades, three grades and two grades, and even two grades and one grade!

In the open space, hundreds of people gathered around the giant tree, and no one spoke.

Almost everyone stared at the silver-skinned and gold-veined fruits in the canopy.

Some people gritted their teeth, some had red skins, some people's chests rose and fell violently like bellows, their breathing was as heavy as a bull, and some people's eyes were bloodshot and their eyes were blazing like fire......

I don't know how long it took.

On the other side of the tree on the other side of the stone gate.

Someone stared at the fruit on the tree with an obsessive face, walked slowly towards the tree, and whispered like a dream:

"Sacred Tree of Martial Arts...... This is a sacred tree of martial arts......"

As he spoke, no one noticed that an eye-like pattern on the silver-gray trunk blinked and turned into a real eye.

It was a strange eye with a black background and white eyes.

Its pure white pupils flickered, staring at the man who was walking towards the tree.

Under the gaze of the white pupils, among the seven orifices of that person, an extremely rich blood-colored mist suddenly erupted, and the blood mist rose up, submerged into the canopy, and was absorbed by those gorgeous and sacred, as if the leaves made of pure gold were absorbed in a blink of an eye.

And the person who spewed blood mist from the seven orifices, his body quickly dried up, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a dry human skin, and fell to the ground along with the clothes on his body.

But this strange and terrifying change did not alarm anyone.

Not to mention the people on the other side of the tree, such as Shen Lang and Mu Qingxue, who were cut off from sight and even perception by the trunk, the warriors on the same side of this person, and even a few wild Dao monks, all seemed to be enchanted, leaning their necks motionless, staring at the fruit in the canopy, ignoring the terrifying events that were happening in front of their eyes.

And that's just the beginning.

Soon, someone walked towards the tree with an obsessive face.

As he walked, a flame-like pattern on the trunk of the tree lit up slightly, and the man was like a molten candle, first his nose, ears, and mouth slipped off his face one after another, then his whole face, and then his eyes rolled out of his sockets, and then his whole body was covered in flesh......

Soon, the man turned into a puddle of yellow juice with his belt and bones, and quickly seeped into the dirt, leaving only his clothes and weapons on the ground.

Another man, as if unable to resist the temptation of the fruit, jumped up and threw himself on the fruit with a feverish face.

But as soon as it rose three feet high, a serpentine line on the trunk of the tree wriggled rapidly, making a hunting action of shrinking the neck, probing the head, and devouring.

Boom!

A faint swallow sounded.

The man who flew into thin air disappeared as if swallowed by an invisible maw, and there was not even any clothes left.

Another person walked towards the tree in a daze, but the ground suddenly appeared with dense bud-like roots.

The man stepped on the roots, and the whole person froze.

This was followed by a faint grunt, gurgling sound of sucking and swallowing, as if someone was drinking a drink through a straw.

And the man's body also dried up quickly, and in a blink of an eye, there was only a human skin left.

Another man managed to walk to the tree, raised his hand with an obsessive expression, and stroked the bark.

Then his palm stuck to the bark of the tree, and his whole body melted into the tree.

"After eating a divine fruit, I can also be like Mu Qingxue, breaking through the barrier of life and death at the age of twenty-two and being promoted to the second-grade Gang Qi realm!"

At the age of nineteen, Chen Haoran, the most outstanding genius disciple of the Longyou Sword Sect, had a three-rank early stage cultivation, and slowly walked towards the big tree with a fanatical face.

As he walked forward, a dragon-like pattern on the trunk of the tree twisted and wriggled suddenly.

With the wriggling of the lines, a translucent strange tentacle slowly poked out of the air above Chen Haoran, the tip of the tentacle was shaped like a dragon's head, with horns and whiskers, but the position of the dragon's mouth was a swirl-like mouthpiece densely covered with spiral teeth.

Just as the strange mouthparts were aimed at the top of Chen Haoran's head, and he was about to devour it in one bite, a series of fireballs the size of a human head suddenly swept past Chen Haoran's side and slammed into the trunk of the tree.

Boom Boom Boom ......

A deafening explosion sounded.

The scorching shock wave pushed the violent flame flow to sweep away, and Chen Haoran, who bore the brunt of the shock, was shocked and threw backwards, his hair was scorched, and a large blister appeared on his face, but he also came to his senses, and the pure and pure qi gushed out, turning into a shield, covering the whole body, and at the same time, the blisters on his face quickly disappeared and healed.

Chen Haoran did not take the unusual path, and the first acupuncture point condensed when he was promoted to the third grade was the "life and death knot" of the main vitality and recovery.

And this wave of serial explosions not only woke Chen Haoran up, but also the warriors on the same side as Chen Haoran also woke up under the impact of the flames.

When a warrior saw a few broken human skins on the ground, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he lost his voice:

"This is not a martial arts holy tree, this is a man-devouring demon tree!"

More martial artists, including Chen Haoran and his two junior sisters, looked at Shen Lang with apprehension.

There is no doubt that it was Shen Lang who sent out a fireball to bombard the tree, saved Chen Haoran in time and woke everyone up.

Shen Lang was actually bewitched by the big tree at the beginning.

When he saw the lines on the trunk of the tree, he felt that what he felt was all the Six Veins Divine Sword, the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, the Nine Yin True Scriptures, the Nine Yang Divine Skills, the Three Points of Returning to the Yuanqi, the Twenty-Three Swords, the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, the Seven Uniques of Qiankun, the Nine Blows of the Purple Thunder, the Phoenix Wing Tianxiang, the Vortex Liuzui Escape, and the Turtle School Qigong...... and so on exercises that you are either familiar with or like.

When he saw the fruit on the tree, he was even more spontaneous...... This fruit is the fruit of the Great Dao, swallowing a fruit in the stomach, my life is up to me, I can directly cultivate the four swords of the immortals, become holy on the ground, and sweep the strong intuition of the Three Realms.

He was so ecstatic that he almost danced.

And then......

The spiritual power seed in his eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he instantly realized that something was wrong:

It is true that this heaven and earth has extraordinary power, but now that the world can't even tolerate earth immortals and true gods, at most only one product is allowed to exist, how can it be possible to raise such a great avenue fruit that can make people stand on the ground and become holy?

I had doubts in my heart, and all kinds of illusory perceptions were suddenly full of flaws—how could the "Martial Dao Sacred Tree" of this heaven and earth contain the fantasy techniques of my world?

However, the bewitching power of this tree is really powerful.

Even though Shen Lang noticed the flaw, he still spent a lot of effort, and it was only when he visualized the Dharma of the Great Sun that he was coming to cleanse the strange power that invaded his brain, and he was also running the Ten Steps One Killing Method, condensing the incomparable killing intent, and killing all the vanity, and then he really came to his senses completely.

When he was sober, Mu Qingxue also relied on her martial arts will, which had already walked out of her own path, to clear her illusion and bewitchment and regain her sober consciousness.

Then the two of them saw the tattered human skins and clothes on the ground at the same time, as well as Chen Haoran, who was walking towards the tree with a fanatical and obsessive face, and the strange tentacle on his head that seemed to be real and illusory.

Shen Lang didn't have time to think about it, and when he raised his hand, a "continuous fireball" hit the tree.

Mu Qingxue flew to the back of the tree, to wake up the people on the back of the tree - this tree is weird, the trunk can not only isolate sound, but also isolate perception, with Mu Qingxue's ability, he can't sense what is happening on the back of the trunk.

Shen Lang's fireball may not be able to wake up the people behind the trunk, Mu Qingxue even saw with the insight of the Tianmu Acupoint that the silver-gray trunk that had eaten nine fireballs was actually only slightly scorched and damaged, and the damaged area was rapidly oozing blood-colored juice, extinguishing the embers and repairing the damage at the same time.

Seeing this, Mu Qingxue's heart was awe-inspiring.

Shen Lang's continuous fireball was far more powerful than the same realm law cultivation.

Mu Qingxue thought to herself that even if she didn't wear golden armor, she wouldn't urge her to protect herself, and if she only connected it with her body, nine fireballs would hit her body, which would be enough to blast her skin open.

But the same part of the demon tree ate the fireball nine consecutive blows, and it was only slightly damaged......

Its bark defense is so strong, it seems that it is still above the body of her, a second-grade Gang Qi Realm martial artist!

Mu Qingxue didn't dare to slack off, flew behind the tree trunk, raised her eyes, and sure enough, she saw that everyone here was still looking up at the canopy in fascination, and was not awakened by Shen Lang's fireball.

There were also a large number of human skins and clothes scattered on the ground, as well as several warriors, who were walking towards the big tree in a dementia.

Mu Qingxue did not hesitate, she went into the air, raised her right hand above the top, and shook her five fingers with force, and the golden light flashed in her palm, and there was a thunderous sound.

The loud noise shook the entire space slightly, and the warriors below were even more shaken, and those who didn't fall staggered as if they were drunk.

The few warriors who were walking towards the big tree also fell to the ground one after another, and suddenly came to their senses.

"Hurry up, this tree is a man-devouring demon tree!"

Mu Qingxue raised her voice and shouted.

Meanwhile.

The warriors on Shen Lang's side who came to their senses first had already retreated towards the stone gate under Shen Lang's deep shouting order.

But before the warrior closest to the stone gate retreated to the door, the stone gate slammed shut.

At the same time, the ground in front of the door shook violently, and a sword burst out like the roots of a silver ash tree, and with a bang, the warrior closest to the stone gate was slapped into a meatloaf from head to toe.

Then the roots of the silver-ash tree cracked in dense cracks, and in each crack, a vein-like fleshy tentacle shot out, piercing the crowd like lightning.

Puff puff!

In the dense stabbing sound, several warriors couldn't dodge and were stabbed by those vessel-like tentacles. Some have seven or eight vascular tentacles inserted into their bodies, and most are densely inserted with dozens of vascular tentacles all over their bodies.

With the sound of "gurgling" sucking, those vessel-like tentacles squirmed and bulged and expanded, and those few warriors quickly withered and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into tattered and withered human skins!

It's not that the other warriors don't want to save them.

It's just that they themselves are now struggling to protect themselves.

Just as the stone gate closed, the ground in front of the door burst open, and the roots of the trees cracked out.

The ground in all directions of the big tree burst open, and the silver-gray roots cracked out of the ground, like a strange snake and python dancing wildly, whipping, and entwining, pulling the warriors into pieces, rolling them into several pieces, or catapulting out the tentacles like blood vessels, sucking the warriors who were shot by the tentacles to the point that only human skin remained.

At the same time, twenty or thirty huge roots sprang out of the ground on all sides of the tree.

Although the space of this cave is large, under the fierce attack of these twenty or thirty tree roots that are as short as more than ten zhang and as long as more than 20 zhang, and can also eject blood vessel tentacles, all the warriors have suffered heavy casualties for a while, and they have no time to take care of themselves, how can they have time to rescue others?

And Shen Lang, who had just blasted the big tree with a series of fireballs and woke up almost half of the people, was besieged by two roots, one long and one short.

He had just dodged a tree root volley, and then he was swept away by a tree root, blocking the tree root with a crystal wall, and a dense blood tentacle screamed and catapulted......

There are warriors who dodge the vascular tentacles while drawing their swords to fight back.

But the six-rank martial artist swung his sword with all his strength and slashed at the seemingly fleshy vessel-like tentacles, and he couldn't even break its epidermis, and he was shocked to the point that his palms were numb, and the swords even rebounded back one after another, kowtowing himself and breaking the bloodstream.

The five-rank martial artist struck with all his strength, but he could only barely cut through the epidermis of the blood vessel tentacles.

Only a fourth-rank martial artist can barely cut off the tentacles of the blood vessels when he attacks with his true qi.

The three senior brothers and sisters of the Longyou Sword Sect performed well.

Luo Lingfei and Lin Yurong each hold a four-mouth sword, and the sword in Chen Haoran's hand is a three-grade weapon.

The three brothers and sisters formed a three-talent formation, casting exquisite sword moves, constantly cutting off the blood vessels and tentacles that attacked them.

Occasionally, he has spare strength, and he can also swing his sword qi in the air, barely helping other warriors who are attacked by the tentacles of blood vessels.

Chen Haoran originally wanted to help Shen Lang and repay him for saving his life.

But the three senior brothers and sisters slashed through several sword qi in the air, and they couldn't even cut through the skin of the silver ash root.

I thought about slashing with my sword, but I was forced out of the way by the huge tree itself, and I couldn't get close at all.

I could only watch Shen Lang struggle under the siege of two tree roots.

Flying knife master Lu Tianchen looks like a walking corpse, and his eyes are empty, as if he has nothing to love, but his combat effectiveness is really not bad.

In each hand, he held a three-inch-long Willow Leaf Flying Knife, which was made of spiritual iron and could withstand his True Qi.

From time to time, he condensed his True Qi into the blade of the knife, causing the little flying knife to spit out a slender blade of True Qi, slashing and stabbing at his vascular tentacles like a swift sword.

From time to time, the throwing knife is launched, or it shoots directly, or arcs, or it bounces up and down in the air, drawing a mysterious trajectory and cutting off the tentacles that shoot at other warriors.

After that, with a slight hook of the fingers, the true qi silk thread attached to the flying knife can be recycled back from the flying knife.

Maybe it was because before entering the door, Shen Lang asked him a question inexplicably, which made him have a good impression of Shen Lang Moming, or thanked Shen Lang for waking up everyone, which could be regarded as saving his life, Lu Tianchen also fired a flying knife at Shen Lang from time to time, cutting the vascular tentacles that attacked Shen Lang.

Sometimes he even stabbed himself into the huge tree roots that attacked Shen Lang.

Although his flying knife was too slender and could not cause much damage to the tree roots, it could also interfere with the tree roots a little and help Shen Lang relieve the pressure.

However, after a few times, or tired of Lu Tianchen's attack, the Demon Tree actually sent a huge taproot to attack Lu Tianchen.

At this time, Lu Tianchen was also too busy to take care of himself, so he could only do his best, with his elegant and swift wonderful light skills, he kept wandering and dodging, dealing with the attack of that huge taproot, and could no longer support Shen Lang.

Mu Qingxue, on the other side, was besieged by three huge tree roots at the first time.

When the roots of the tree attacked, Mu Qingxue instantly put on the golden armor, spread her golden wings, and held the Hammer of War in her hand.

When a tree root was whistling towards her with a rolling evil wind, Mu Qingxue, who had always been iron-headed, did not dodge or dodge, picked up the magic hammer, poured out the strength, and slammed the hammer on the root of the tree.

Boom!

In the midst of the earth-shattering loud noise, the roots of the tree let out a piercing hiss, and the part where it collided with the hammer exploded, bursting a gap the size of a bucket, splashing the sky with blood-colored minced flesh.

And Mu Qingxue was also shocked by a terrifying anti-shock force and fell out, and was embedded in the stone wall with a bang.

Before she could get out of the stone wall, another tree root stabbed straight at her like a spear, Mu Qingxue let out a roar, bursting out of her body like a flame-like golden qi, and when the stone wall around her body shattered, she had already catapulted out against the tree root, and the hammer slammed from the bottom up, swinging a dense sonic boom like rolling thunder.

Boom!

There was another earth-shattering bang, the tip of the root of the tree was completely shattered, and the blood-colored flesh splattered in all directions, and the painful hiss not only pierced people's eardrums, but even pointed directly at the Yuan Shen, which made the Yuan Shen shock.

Mu Qingxue was fine, but almost most of the warriors below who were avoiding the attacks of other tree roots were holding their heads, and they fell to the ground with a painful face, rolling all over the ground, easily killed and preyed upon by the dancing roots.

Mu Qingxue quickly glanced at it and found that even if it was a martial artist who was directly smashed into pieces by the roots of the tree, his flesh and blood would seep into the soil, obviously absorbed by the demon tree.

And in just a dozen breaths, the martial artists who originally had two or three hundred people here had lost a small half, and nearly a hundred people had been killed and devoured by the Demon Tree!

This is the case on her side, and Shen Lang's side is obviously not much better, and may even be worse than her.

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