Yuan Ming was in the space of stealing the Heaven Ding, and as soon as he approached the huge and incomparably fierce sword mark chasm in front of the altar, he noticed the incomparably fierce aura coming from inside, and immediately stopped.

He took out a few Fire Spirit Peach from the storage artifact and threw them towards the chasm.

I saw the fire spirit peach cut an arc in mid-air and fell into the chasm.

In the originally calm chasm, a burst of mist suddenly surged, and Yuan Ming couldn't see what was going on at all, just to see that those few fire spirit peaches had turned into powder and disappeared.

Yuan Ming swallowed his saliva, his heart was awe-struck, and he immediately stopped, not daring to get closer for half a minute.

He walked a little into the distance and sat down cross-legged, his divine consciousness separated, and he leaned out of the Heavenly Tripod and probed out of the palace.

At this time, the situation outside has deteriorated to the extreme.

The people who were still fighting fiercely just now had already fallen into disadvantage at this moment.

Jin Huazhen was surrounded by three black tree men more than two feet tall, and the vines and roots around him were densely entangled, weaving into a huge black cocoon, enveloping him all inside, and there was no hope of escaping.

Yan Xiang was still waving the Xuanhuo Fan in his hand, and the blazing flames were almost connected into a circular wall of fire, isolating the hundreds of black tree people around him.

His hair was scattered, obvious scars could already be seen on his body, drenched in blood, and even his legs and waist were entangled by tree vines.

As for the Golden Cloud Fairy, it has disappeared without a trace, I don't know if it has escaped, or it has encountered an accident, only the Golden Nest is still fighting hard.

For some reason, the demonic power of the Golden Nest clone has decreased a lot, and he has far more tree people than several other people, and he is already tired.

On the other side, Gu Xuanyang was holding the bronze ancient sword, the lines on the sword body lit up, emitting a circle of pale cyan halos, and every sword slashed out with a cyan sharp edge, and everywhere it passed, the black trees were all broken.

It's just that the look on his face is not good-looking, and he picks up his sword and weaves back and forth in the army of tree people, constantly smashing those ordinary tree people, trying to find a way to break out.

However, those black tree people seemed to be inexhaustible, no matter which direction he broke through, he encountered an endless sea of trees, and every assault was blocked back.

"Drink"

I only heard a long shout from his mouth, and suddenly changed the sword in one hand to the sword in both hands, and the fluctuations emanating from his body suddenly soared, like an axe split, and a sword slashed straight ahead.

The bronze ancient sword lit up with a huge sword light that was hundreds of feet long, and it slashed down along with the ancient sword.

Under the sword light, the void shook, and hundreds of black tree people shattered and turned into ashes under the light.

A crack appeared on the earth, stretching for more than 100 zhang, and even the palace wall in the distance was split into a huge gap.

Seeing this, Gu Xuanyang's body was longitudinal, and he immediately followed the sword marks he had chopped out, and rushed towards the outside of the palace wall.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also had a direction and tried to rush in that direction.

In the large cocoon that was almost enclosed, a dazzling blue light suddenly lit up, and then there was a dragon moan.

Nine huge green dragon phantoms broke out of the cocoon, bringing up huge waves of water and crushing them.

Not far away, Jin Hua Zhenren held a cyan bead with a dragon shadow in his hand, rode on a green dragon formed by the condensation of water waves, and fled into the distance.

But before he could leave the range of the Fire Spirit Palace, thousands of black wood fibers flew towards him like rain, forcibly stopping him.

The three two-foot-tall treemen who had trapped him earlier had already rushed after him, and in the midst of the galloping, the vines and roots on their bodies began to extend towards each other, entangled and connected with each other.

After a while, the three black tree people actually fused with each other, and finally merged into a giant that was more than nine feet tall.

The aura on the giant tree man skyrocketed, and the coercion emitted by it had already reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and the power was very amazing.

I saw that he stepped out in one step, and it was more than ten zhang away, and he was catching up with the Jinhua Zhenren who was oppressed back by the rain of wood fiber arrows, and a huge palm shrouded it like a cage.

As a layer of jet-black light lit up in his palm, there was no longer any resistance from the Jinhua real person in the cage.

On the other side, Yan Xiang's mana consumption was huge, but he had no time to replenish it, and the power of the Xuanhuo Fan in his hand was greatly reduced, and he was pressed to the front by more than a dozen tree people with wooden rattan plate armor on their chests, and they were not bound.

Not far from him, the strength of the Golden Nest clone had been exhausted, and he couldn't use the power of the sun up and down, and the power of the flames released was greatly reduced, and he was captured by a strange-shaped tree man with three heads and six arms before he could support it for a moment.

One of the palm of the tree man was formed into a vine cage, and inside it was imprisoning the Golden Cloud Fairy who had passed out.

Gu Xuanyang rushed to the breach of the palace wall, and just had a little hope of escaping in his heart, but saw a figure suddenly flash in front of him.

I saw that his appearance was similar to that of other tree people, but he was wearing a shabby coarse cloth shoulder, and a hat woven of hemp on his head, dressed like an old farmer in the field.

If it was elsewhere, Gu Xuanyang might not even bother to look at this strangely dressed person, but here, it made him feel a loud alarm in his heart and be afraid.

At this time, Yuan Ming, who saw this scene with his divine sense, was even more shocked in his heart.

He is no stranger to that guy's outfit, isn't that Zhao Gui who gave him tea in Qingqi Village?

He's a tree man too?

"Fuck off." Gu Xuanyang took a strong breath and shouted angrily.

As he shouted, the bronze ancient sword in his hand was lifted again, and he slashed out towards the strange tree man.

The latter did not say the slightest word, nor did he have any evasive posture, but rushed straight towards him, and his body was staggering in shape.

At the moment when the sword light fell, Zhao Gui's palm suddenly rose, and a short-handled hoe shrouded in yellow light appeared in his palm, blocking it.

"Boom" with a loud bang!

A ripple of light scattered in all directions, and the bronze ancient sword seemed to have slashed on a mountain, and was shocked back by a huge force, making Gu Xuanyang's figure appear unstable for a while.

On the other hand, Zhao Gui didn't move at all, but his body sank slightly, and he rushed up in one step, leaning towards Gu Xuanyang's chest with his shoulder.

The yellow light on his shoulder skyrocketed, and a yellow circle of light condensed on it, and a miniature magic circle seemed to emerge.

Just listen to the muffled sound of "bang"!

Gu Xuanyang's chest seemed to have been hit by a boulder, his chest cavity was slightly sunken inward, blood spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person was like a kite with a broken string, floating backwards, and he was already seriously injured.

It's just that before he landed, Zhao Gui's outstretched palm had already turned into vine tentacles extending out, wrapping his whole person and wrapping it into a zongzi.

In less than half an hour, these Yuanying monks who were on the dominant side of the East China Sea were all defeated and taken captive.

Yuan Ming's heart was shocked at the same time, but he was also full of suspicions, and he didn't understand how these tree people could suddenly appear so many, and there were many guys at the level of the Yuan Dan Infant among them.

What puzzled him even more was, what kind of existence was that Zhao Gui?

Before he could figure it out, the mutation happened again.

I saw that in the main palace of the Fire Spirit Palace, a roar suddenly sounded, and a magnificent golden light shot straight out of it, hovering directly above the Fire Spirit Palace.

Yuan Ming's divine sense probed away, only to feel a grand and majestic force, so oppressive that he couldn't look directly.

In the dazzling light, a simple golden divine bow appeared out of thin air!

The moment the golden divine bow appeared, it seemed that there was a brilliant heavenly majesty in the world, exuding a coercion that overwhelmed everything.

Those black tree men who were raging in the Fire Spirit Palace, as if they had been summoned, looked at the golden divine bow hanging in the air, and their bodies trembled slightly involuntarily.

Zhao Gui, a strange tree man dressed in an old peasant costume, stared at the divine bow for a moment, and then turned around and left with Gu Xuanyang.

The nine-zhang tall giant tree man, holding the Jinhua real person in his hand, also left.

And the other two caught Yan Xiang, and the strange tree people of the Golden Cloud Fairy and the Golden Nest clone also rushed towards the outside of the Fire Spirit Palace.

At this moment, on the golden divine bow suspended in the sky, there was a sudden fluctuation of violent spiritual power, and a swirl of golden light emerged.

The Kan Palace echoed from afar, and five golden rays of light flew quickly, turning into five golden crow arrows, which landed on the bowstring, and pulled like a full moon on their own.

The next moment the taut bowstring bounced back, and there was a thunderclap.

Five divine arrows shot out with a "whoosh", turning into five thick golden rays of light and falling towards all parts of the Fire Spirit Palace.

The arrows landed with a bang, and the roar continued to explode!

Slender golden light burst out like ten thousand swimming snakes, shooting in all directions, and where it passed, hundreds of black tree people were pierced by the light, and huge red holes burned out of their chests.

Patches of black treemen fell like wheat harvesting, and most of them were already dead in an instant, and the treemen who were lucky enough to survive all rushed to flee towards the outside of the Fire Spirit Palace.

After a round of arrows, the golden divine bow was fully reaped, turned into a golden light again, and flew back to the palace in the middle.

Yuan Ming was hiding in stealing the Tianding, and when he saw this scene, although he was not present at the scene, he couldn't help but feel frightened.

Although calm had temporarily returned outside, he didn't mean to rush out, but took out Lei He's storage bag and began to check it.

Soon, Yuan Ming took out the black short cone.

Among the magic weapons on Thunder Crane's body, the one he cared about the most was this Thunder God Cone that could be used in conjunction with his Thunder Gong Hammer.

Yuan Ming held the Booming God Cone in his hand and looked at it carefully, and saw that it was less than a foot long, the whole body was dark, and the surface was uneven, as if there were traces of thousands of hammers and chisels.

When it comes to the touch of materials, the Booming God Cone and the Thunder Gong Hammer are not exactly the same, but when Yuan Ming put them together, there was an inexplicable connection between the two magic weapons.

A trace of electricity pulls the two magic weapons close to each other, and they are like old friends who have not seen each other for a long time, and there is some indescribable close connection.

Yuan Ming did not hesitate at all, and immediately held the Booming God Cone in his hand and began to refine it.

After completing the refining, the faint electric shock from the surface disappeared, and with a tap of Yuan Ming's fingertips, a blue arc jumped out and crackled.

(End of chapter)