Fang Zhixin approached Yu Qing under the tree step by step.

Yu Qing's limbs were bound with thick vines, and thorns pierced her palms, pinning her firmly to the ground.

Even though there are resentful spirits forming protection around her, the direct damage to her physical body is constantly exacerbating the loss of her life force.

The vines were like blood-sucking insects, wrapping around her body, eating up her blood, and becoming swollen and leafy.

Fang Zhixin's fingers swayed, and a thorn wrapped around her neck, the spike pressed against her carotid artery.

"You're too weak." He sneered.

"There is a treasure mountain in the sky and you don't know it." The corners of his lips curled up, as if he could see the resentful spirits surrounding her:

"Do you want to live? Then use the power around you to defeat me. ”

"Demon Venerable!" The old man's voice was mournful, and countless ghost cries sounded in his ears.

The vines on her body became tighter and tighter, and her chest and lungs were burned like fire, but compared to the physical pain, the headache caused by the collision of countless voices in her head made her unbearable.

"Demon Venerable, quickly lead us to kill the Quartet!"

After thousands of years of waiting, the resentful spirits have long been impatient, just waiting for the master of the year to release their earth-destroying power.

Her lips pursed, she didn't know what kind of struggle she was making, and she obviously wanted to use the power of this group of resentful spirits at first...... But at what cost?

The fire in Shiping Village that burned almost the entire village is still vivid, and it faintly overlaps with the mountain of blood and corpses in the fantasy world.

"It seems that you don't value your life."

Fang Zhixin's voice was regretful, and with a flick of his hand, the thick vine roared and directly pierced through the two elders who had fallen under the tree.

"It's a pity that they still have a breath left."

His voice was full of regret, but the expression on his face was indifferent, and the corners of his lips never let go.

Yu Qing trembled.

Before she could react, there was a "bang", and a flying crane was pulled by a thick vine and fell to the ground and fell to her death on the spot, its black bean-like eyes still open, and blood flowed from the crane's beak.

And the man on the crane was also wrapped in thick vines and hung upside down from the branches of the giant tree.

"Shangqing Daoist, you are a waste person who doesn't have much cultivation left, what are you doing here?"

Fang Zhixin's words were puzzled:

"You don't think I can't take care of the sky, do you?"

Above the giant tree, there was still a flying crane hovering anxiously, constantly dodging the attack of the thick vine.

"Master......"

Yu Qing tried to twist her body, blood gurgling out of her palms, and the thick vines on her body excitedly wrapped her tighter and tighter.

"You'd better save some effort."

Fang Zhixin squatted down and looked at her, as if looking at a dying and struggling insect.

Behind Fang Zhixin, several thorns slowly pierced the body of the Daoist of Shangqing, and countless vines frantically poured onto the ground below him, watered by blood, and a steady stream of thick vines emerged from the ground.

The Taoist chief of Shangqing was on the verge of death, but his face was still fearless, and his voice was as calm and leisurely as ever:

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, don't care."

Yu Qing's eyes gradually turned red, and in the blurred vision, she only heard the weak and firm voice of the Taoist Chief:

But the old man still has one thing to tell...... Faith, your master did not steal the old man's cultivation, but was actually saving the old man...... You think you know more about that exercise than your master, but in fact your master has already understood it before you were born......"

Back then, in order to save his disciples, he fought to the death with the demon beast, and he almost went mad.

If it weren't for the Shangyang Dao Master arriving in time, dispersing some of his cultivation and transferring some of it to that disciple, he would probably have fallen into the Demon Dao long ago.

This exercise was created by the first sect master by the masters, and at the beginning, it was only to stop the cultivation from entering the fork in time, and the disciples who were about to go mad took the operation of the five elements of heaven and earth as a reference to dispel the evil qi that blocked the spiritual root and disperse some cultivation.

However, after a long period of enlightenment, I somehow evolved the method of seizing other people's cultivation and transferring the cultivation of others, and it became more and more evil.

One thought to save others, one thought can also harm others.

In order to prevent abuse, this exercise is listed as a forbidden technique of the Flowing Immortal Sect and is hidden in the forbidden area.

"Your master...... Ahem, I've always been arrogant...... He is the ...... with the highest attainments in our generation."

The Taoist chief of Shangqing seemed to remember the past and smiled.

The former Shangyang Dao Leader was also an extremely rebellious young man, and the forbidden domain of the Liuxian Sect was obviously not allowed to break in, so he had to take the risk of being expelled from the sect to take a walk.

After discovering this exercise, it was not that he did not have a crooked heart, and even caused a lot of trouble.

The sect master at that time overrode the public opinion in the midst of shouting and shouting and killing, and saved him.

Punish him to stand and guard the forbidden area, and he has to stay in the sect for the rest of his life, work hard for the development of the sect, dedicate his life, and not leave.

The young man whose heart is higher than the sky and who is determined to travel all over Kyushu has been guarding Liuxian Mountain in the Eastern Wilderness all his life, and died on the way to perform his duties.

He didn't care about his fame, but he fought for the position of the heir of the sect master for his disciples again and again, but he was defeated, and he was indignant for a long time, and he became angry when he saw the head of the Shangqing Dao.

The two of them competed when they were young, and they were both leaders in sword cultivation, and they fought for a lifetime, and they also cherished each other for a lifetime.

After the Shangqing Daoist scattered and cultivated, the Shangyang Daoist also lost his best opponent, and he didn't know how to face it.

He thought that the Shangqing would care about the dissipation of power. In fact, Shangqing only regretted that he couldn't compete with him in the end.

Fang Zhi raised his hand, and a thorn pierced the left chest of the Shangqing Daoist, and his words were full of disdain:

"This kind of rhetoric will deceive you, in the face of the power at your fingertips, who can not be tempted?"

He was about to abuse him again, and black gas began to emerge from Yu Qing's body.

Fang Zhixin stood up with satisfaction and continued:

"Yes, that's it, use the power at your fingertips to defeat me."

Countless black qi surged towards Fang Zhixin, and the vines that bound Yu Qing's hands and feet quickly turned yellow and shriveled, falling off.

Yu Qing's eyes were also filled with black gas, and she slowly got up from the ground.

The puppet in the coffin seemed to feel something, and the face, which was originally made of bloodless wood, gradually became rosy.

Fang Zhixin jumped to the side of the coffin in a few steps, a purple vortex rose in his palm, and he couldn't wait to devour this wisp of remnant soul that was about to be revived.

To the right of the bottom of the giant tree, a stronger purple vortex rose up.

It's the head of the Shangyang Dao!

A large hole had already been pierced through his chest by thick vines, but he had regained his life from his dead state.

The doll was dragged in front of the head of the Yang Dao.

"It's... That's impossible! Fang Zhixin's eyes were frightened.

"What's impossible!"

Shangyang Dao Chang grinned, revealing his eerie white teeth:

"You think you're the only one who can make a deal with evil spirits?"

Fang Zhixin mobilized all the active vines and attacked the direction of Shangyang together.

Shangyang's limbs stretched out countless trembling sticky tentacles, like a thousand-armed Guanyin, sucking everything around him, including Elder Wu's corpse.

Some of the vines rushed up and were swallowed by the tentacles of the Shangyang Dao Chief, and the rest of the people cowered and retreated to the ground and branches.