There was a muffled "bang"!

When Yuan Ming's fists touched the two urn golden hammers, the violent impact smashed the two urn golden hammers upside down.

Yuan Ming's arms also trembled violently, and he felt the violent shock from the bones, and he couldn't help but shake his arms, dispersing the shock force.

The bald demon cultivator took a few steps backwards in a row and then stood still, looking at the monk in front of him who rushed in recklessly, his eyes were full of incredulity.

His two urn golden hammers were made of a variety of high-grade spiritual materials, and the demon souls of the two soul-shaking beasts were sealed inside as instrument spirits, which were high-level magic weapons that were almost comparable to spirit treasures, and they were actually blocked by that person with his bare hands.

Before he could finish his shock, Yuan Ming had already killed him again.

It's just that this time he didn't bare his hands again, but with a twist of his wrist, there was an extra Zhuxian Sword in his hand.

It's not that he can't win against the other side empty-handed, it's that he doesn't want to waste time here.

It was only a matter of time before the Black Demon Gate was defeated, and he had to find the hedron before he could do it, so he had to fight quickly.

Seeing that Yuan Ming raised his sword to kill, the bald demon cultivator roared angrily, and the mana in his body surged out and poured into the two urn golden hammers.

The light on the hammer body immediately flashed, and two black shadows of demonic beasts were directly condensed on it, condensing but not dispersing, wrapping the hammer body, emitting strong spiritual power fluctuations.

The bald demon cultivator rushed forward quickly, his body jumped up, his arms raised high, and he smashed down with his twin hammers.

In the void, the whistling wind wrapped in the beast's roar continued to sound, and the sound shook some of the nearby Black Demon Sect cultivators to faint and fall to the ground, but it still couldn't affect Yuan Ming at all.

He looked up at the bald demon cultivator, the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, and the mana in his body poured into the long sword in his hand, and he slanted a sword upward, and it came out of the sky.

"Zheng" a sharp sound.

A pitch-black sword light burst out from the Zhuxian Sword, like a huge black crescent moon flying out diagonally.

At the moment when the light staggered, the double hammer in the bald demon cultivator's hand was broken in response, and it was actually cut into two parts.

The black moon sword light did not stop, slashing at the body of the bald demon cultivator.

The moment the sword light fell, a piece of golden light appeared on the demon cultivator's body, and a layer of armor appeared.

However, the golden light only lit up for a moment, and then it suddenly burst open, and the body of the bald demon cultivator exploded into pieces.

Yuan Ming collected his sword and rushed forward, not forgetting to bend down and take off the storage ring on the bald demon cultivator's hand, and his figure swept out.

The Zhuxian Sword, which has melted the Yin Earthworm Demon Soul as a sword spirit, is no longer as powerful as it was at the beginning.

Seeing Yuan Ming like this, the rest of the Black Demon Sect monks naturally avoided it, especially when they saw that he seemed to have the intention of leaving the battlefield, they didn't want to take the initiative to provoke him.

After killing from here, Yuan Ming swept all the way towards the depths of Black Mo Island, and after completely getting out of the sight of the monks of the East Pole Palace, he hid his body and avoided fighting with the Black Demon Sect cultivator as much as possible.

After about a stick of incense, Yuan Ming stopped outside a valley on the island.

"Machine-spirit senior?" He took out the stealing tripod and tried to call.

After waiting for a while, he heard the voice of the machine spirit echo in his sea of consciousness: "Go on, in the innermost crack of the valley, there is a hidden secret room, and the spar you want is hidden in it." ”

Yuan Ming was overjoyed when he heard this, no longer hesitated, and immediately rushed to the valley.

After walking for a while, Yuan Ming was somewhat surprised to find that there were no monks stationed here, and there were only some ordinary elixirs planted in the valley, which didn't look like a place where secret treasures were hidden at all.

Rushing deeper, there were only some dilapidated and old bamboo buildings in the valley, and no elixir was planted.

Compared to the outside of the valley, the aura in this is actually getting thinner and thinner.

Just when Yuan Ming wondered if he was in the wrong place, the terrain in front of him gradually narrowed, and he could faintly hear the faint sound of water flowing, as if he had reached the deepest part of the valley.

Yuan Ming quickened his pace, and after a while, he came to the end of the road.

The narrowed mountain walls in front finally converged to form a cliff wall more than 100 feet high, covered with moss, and some blue-black ferns grew, and there was no sign of the existence of the secret chamber at all.

At the bottom of the cliff near the ground, there was a small stone cave in the mountain wall, in which a spring was slowly flowing out, and a small pool of water three feet square had accumulated at the bottom.

The spring water in the pond is crystal clear, and the bluestone bottom is paved inside, and you can vaguely see the tail finger-sized swimming fish swimming back and forth.

Yuan Ming let go of his divine sense, and after some investigation, he didn't find anything abnormal.

He was about to open his mouth to ask the machine spirit when he suddenly saw a blue light shoot out from the Heaven Stealing Tripod in his hand, hitting the ordinary pool in front of him.

The water surface of the small pool is illuminated by blue light, and the surface is rippled in circles.

Yuan Ming's gaze fell on the water ripple road, his gaze suddenly changed, and he immediately found that the surface of the water was lit up with a bright white light, like a copper mirror, refracting a light mark upward.

The trail of light reflected on the cliff face opposite, where there was a nondescript raised rock.

Yuan Ming comprehended, and immediately jumped up, pressed on the rock, and crossed the mana into it.

In the next moment, the raised rock suddenly shone brightly, and a circle of light lit up around it, and then a devouring force came out of it, pulling Yuan Ming in.

Yuan Ming suddenly fell forward, and soon his feet fell to the ground, but he had already appeared in a secret room.

The area of the secret room is not large, there are stone niches carved into the four walls, and there is an oil lamp in it, I don't know what kind of monster grease is burned in it, there is no smoke, but it is extremely bright.

The furnishings in the secret room are very simple, except for a few cases and a futon, there are no other facilities, and it looks like a meditation room for practice.

Yuan Ming saw that in the center of those cases, there was a black incense burner, and there was a purple and black wooden box and a jade jade box on both sides, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately rushed over.

He swept his mind, and after checking it, he found that there was no abnormality, as if he had a sense in his heart, he grabbed the purple and black wooden box, and lifted the lid of the box with a "pop".

The moment the lid slid open, a crystal yellow light shone throughout, revealing a palm-sized oval crystal, which was covered with diamond-shaped crystal faces, refracting brilliant luster from different angles.

However, what surprised Yuan Ming was that although he could feel the extraordinaryness of this spar, he couldn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations.

"Don't doubt it, this is what you're looking for." As if sensing Yuan Ming's doubts, the voice of the predecessor of the machine spirit suddenly sounded in his sea of consciousness.

"Senior, what is this spar and why is it so special?" Yuan Ming couldn't help but ask.

He was met with silence.

Seeing that the senior of the machine spirit ignored him, Yuan Ming didn't care, and was about to reach out to put away the spar, but the stealing Tianding in his hand suddenly lit up, and an invisible suction came from it.

The hedron was pulled by the suction force, flew up on its own, and crashed into the Sky Stealer.

At the moment of contact, the spar suddenly blurred, and it was ingested into the space of stealing the heavens, and flew down on the altar on its own, impartially embedded in a groove in the magic circle.

In the next moment, a yellow halo lit up on the circle, turning into a layer of streamer and expanding to all sides, and then disappeared.

Yuan Ming sensed something strange and hurriedly checked the changes in stealing Tianding.

After this exploration, he was surprised to find that the seal of the Heaven Stealing Space was much looser, as long as he controlled it a little, he could easily open a small passage, and he could put items into the space inside the Ding at will.

However, it is still difficult to get people in and out anytime and anywhere as before.

But even so, Yuan Ming was already very happy, and now as long as he could collect all the spars and regain control of the Heaven Stealing Space, it would no longer be difficult.

After calming down, his gaze fell on the jade box again, and he reached out to pick it up.

The jade box was quite heavy, and the moment Yuan Ming slid open the lid of the box, no light lit up, but there was an incomparably rich breath of life emanating out.

Yuan Ming's palm trembled, and wood grains appeared uncontrollably on his fingertips, and then the branches of the immortal tree spread out, stretching towards the jade box, but when he was about to touch it, he retreated back.

At the same time, Yuan Ming could clearly feel that the immortal tree in his body was trembling uncontrollably, and that feeling contained joy, awe, longing, and some complex meanings of surrender.

His heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and the speed of his heart beat faster.

Yuan Ming's gaze fell on the jade box, and he saw a palm-sized fragment of trees lying quietly inside, the color was between blue and gray, and the surface was covered with rough tree textures, which looked extremely ancient.

The moment his fingertips touched this tree, the immortal tree in his body shook violently, and immediately shook violently, and all complex emotions disappeared, leaving only surrender.

It's surrendering to a piece of bark!

At this moment, the shock in Yuan Ming's heart was indescribable, he was affected by the immortal tree, and he even had a trace of the urge to bow.

It's just that he barely calmed down his mind, and he was still puzzled in his heart, what kind of existence should the bark that can make the immortal tree willingly surrender?

And, why is such a thing here?

Obviously, there is such a thing, why didn't the machine spirit senior mention it to him in advance?

"Senior, do you know the existence of this spirit wood?" He still couldn't help but ask.

"Yes." The machine spirit replied quickly this time.

"What is this? Why didn't you tell me before? Yuan Ming wondered.

"Why am I telling you? You are here to find the spar, not the bark. The machine spirit senior asked rhetorically.

When Yuan Ming heard this, he was a little speechless for a while.

"Anyway, thank you seniors." Yuan Ming thanked him.

The machine spirit fell silent again.

He packed the strange bark and put it away along with the jade box, and glanced at the delicate incense burner on the case, although he didn't find anything special about it, he still waved his hand and put it away.

Yuan Ming checked the secret room again, and after finding that there was nothing else, he wanted to leave.

(End of chapter)