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Chang Jin's wrist flipped, and another sword came out.

Poof, like cutting on a brocade of cloth. The tree cracked open as it ascended, and fishy sap erupted from the wound.

At the same time, the dryad let out a terrible scream.

Yan Chixia could see clearly, the pale yellow luck on the top of the other party's head seemed to have been bitten off by something, and a big hole appeared.

As soon as the hollow appeared, the pale yellow clouds around it quickly replenished.

For a moment, the canopy was as round as ever, but it was about half thinner than before.

In the temple of the Venerable more than ten miles away, an elder of the Venerable Society was adding lamp oil to the lamp in front of the statue, and a whirlwind suddenly blew in the hall.

"Poof, poof" The wicks of the two ever-bright lamps swayed a few times and went out together.

The elder's face changed drastically, and there was a difference in front of the statue, which was a bad omen.

That elder was a casual cultivator before, and by chance he became one of the principals of the Venerable Society, so he naturally had something in mind. He hurriedly relit the lantern and looked intently at the statue on the high platform, his face terrified.

I saw that the luck above the statue was a full thirty percent less. Almost at the same time, the gray-black resentment continued to rise.

What's going on? The elder shuddered. The oil pot fell to the ground with a thud, but he was undecided.

Outside Lanruo Temple, the battle is in a hurry.

Chang Jin had a sword in his hand and swung it one after another.

The dryad body was trapped here, unable to move at all, and in a hurry, it could only keep urging the roots of the tree to block it. Although these roots were tough, they were extremely fragile in front of Chang Jin's sword, and the sword flashed and broke one after another.

Seeing that if it continued, the main body was about to be destroyed, the dryad was completely anxious, and screamed miserably: "What the hell are the two loose cultivators, stop quickly, otherwise the old body will be unkind to you."

After speaking, I saw that the dryad's soul flashed, and it had disappeared into the tree.

Before they could understand what had happened, they saw that the giant locust tree once again spewed out billowing evil yin qi, like sticky ink, and completely enveloped the tree in a moment.

And that yin qi is still spewing out in streams, clumps, endlessly. Suddenly, the whole area was cloudy and windy, and the ghost was full of spirit.

Although the two of them were standing more than ten zhang away, at this moment, under the erosion of yin qi, the aura released from the surface of their bodies was also shaky, and a piercing chill surged from their hearts.

I saw that the clumps of yin qi were constantly twisting and circling, and finally formed a huge whirlpool.

Chang Jin released his divine sense, wanting to sense what was born inside. It's just that the divine consciousness has just entered it less than three feet into it, and it is eroded by the viscous yin qi. He was slightly shocked in his heart, and hurriedly withdrew his consciousness.

It took a few breaths to clear the yin qi above.

"Yunsheng, what kind of reputation is this tree demon?" Yan Chixia asked softly with an anxious face.

"I don't know," Chang Jin shook his head.

The two were speculating, when they suddenly saw that the yin qi under the graveyard gradually subsided, and the huge tree was gone, leaving only the tree demon spirit sitting cross-legged on the grave.

"It's not a divine soul, Brother Yan be careful," Chang Jin exclaimed after sensing it.

It turns out that the body of the dryad and the spirit are fused together to form a real body. The dryad is in an out-of-body state, and although the appearance is hideous, it can be seen that it looks like an ordinary human at five or six points, which is not very scary.

At this moment, her facial muscles were withering, and she looked like an old tree that was about to die, its bark wrinkled and dark, and its body shrunk.

This look is completely a skinny skinny corpse. In a pair of eyes, ghost fire is lit, and at first glance, it can scare a living person half to death.

Underneath her, there is also a lotus platform made of white bones.

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