The Demon Sand Tree has always been in the Demon Land, but it has never cared about the Demon Beasts.

Now, turning tree branches into solid, he found a group of immortal people for Shen Moli, and the magic sand tree is definitely not for the sake of the demonic beasts.

Unlike other demons, for tens of thousands of years, he has always acted according to his own likes and dislikes, and has never paid much attention to other things. He thought that Shen Moli was likable, so he would try his best to help Shen Moli, and he thought that the Warcraft Contractor was too dangerous, so he recruited some soldiers and horses for Shen Moli without Shen Moli expecting it.

Everything, the magic sand tree does as he pleases, and never succumbs to anyone's commands.

Looking at Shen Moli's slightly stunned face, the Demon Sand Tree was even more proud.

He said to himself: "You see that those immortals are arrogant, and this doesn't sound like a cover. Thou hast commanded them to go west, and they will not dare to go east. Of course, these immortals brought by the mirage transformation are not perfect because of the branch monster technique. If you think about it, they are only the souls of the master, and there is still a slight gap between them and the master. ”

"Are you saying that the mirage forcibly tore the souls of these immortals from their own masters?" Shen Moli listened to the Demon Sand Tree's very proud words, and finally figured out the way.

"Definitely, you see that I am so gentle, how can I do something forcibly torn?" said the Demon Sand Tree with a smile.

is only the appearance of an old man with a half-childlike heart, so that Shen Moli no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't feel that the magic sand tree can't do such a thing.

Seeing that Shen Moli was a little unconvinced, the Demon Sand Tree argued again: "There are three branches around me that can make such masterpieces, and each branch is just a soul that can be borrowed from the master unconsciously. When a mirage appears, their spirits are lent to the mirage. After the mirage disappeared, their spirits naturally took refuge in their owners. ”

The magic sand tree said it soundingly, but Shen Moli heard it strangely. This borrowing and repaying is not something that can be easily achieved by the owner, and it is not easy to achieve.

The three souls and six spirits are all connected to the master, Su Ri, what her soul does, she knows clearly. These immortal clans who have been stolen from their souls, and their souls still have such immortal paths, and the depth of the master's strength should not be underestimated.

However, with the strength of the many immortal clan masters, the Demon Sand Tree can steal the sky and change the sun in front of him, steal the divine soul directly, and make the divine soul listen to the dispatch of the branch user, this kind of strange technique is even more shocking.

Looking at those immortal clans who were obedient to their orders, Shen Moli turned his head and suddenly handed the branch back to the Demon Sand Tree and said, "Old Shu, this gift is too valuable, Mo Li can't accept it." ”

As far as Shen Moli is concerned, with this branch in her hand, she can really make the immortal clan do many things that are inconvenient for her to do alone. However, it was useless, she and the Demon Sand Tree were only new acquaintances, and their impressions of each other were not bad, so let her take away the three branches of the Demon Sand Tree that had only been cultivated for tens of thousands of years, and Shen Moli really couldn't take it.

I thought I would hear the praise, but Shen Moli actually returned the branch directly, causing a crack to appear in the smug expression of the Demon Sand Tree. He looked at Shen Moli with great puzzlement, and asked for a long time: "Do you think this technique is crooked and don't want to use it?"

"No, the tree has cultivated three such fantastic branches for tens of thousands of years, which really amazes Mo Li. However, Mo Li did nothing else, but it was really uncomfortable to accept this branch. Shen Moli looked at the anxious Demon Sand Tree and said.

"You little doll, how can you be so young and so young? Ordinary people are not often Tao, and the children of the human race are the most fearless of life, and they are self-cooked wherever they go. The branch has been given to you, and it will only listen to your words. Now you will return to me, and it will be of no use to me. If you don't want it, I'll throw it away. The Demon Sand Tree said that, and really threw the branch into the void, to the point that it was among the immortal people who were still standing.

Immediately, he did not even want to look at the branches, but turned to the other place and said, "Your master wants to leave the branches, but if you do not want your soul to be left in the sand, go and ask your lord." ”

Anyway, if you don't stay any longer, you will drill into the deserted sand, and the huge shadow of the tree will disappear completely.

Seeing that the Demon Sand Tree was about to leave, Shen Moli just wanted to step forward to comfort him, but how did he know that before he could move forward, the group of immortals who were originally sluggish really didn't know when they picked up the branches, and knelt down in front of Shen Moli.

Looking at the immortal clan that suddenly appeared in front of him, Shen Moli knew the intention of the Demon Sand Tree in his heart. Although he deserved it, it was not a way to see those immortal patriarchs kneeling on the ground. For the wayward method of the Demon Sand Tree that forced him to accept the branches, the warmth in Shen Moli's heart was even stronger.

She shook her head lightly, reluctantly grabbed the branch and said, "Get up." ”

After all the immortal clansmen listened to Shen Moli's order, they all got up and listened to the dispatch as if they had been pardoned.

The immortal clans in rows of battles are all dressed in elegant white, and the word "Xiao" is embroidered between the fluttering belts. Their expressions were solemn, and they looked like they were listening to Shen Moli's orders, more like the results of their daily training.

During Shen Moli's careful observation, the few square swords worn by the immortal people on their waists, and the faint light from the blades of the swords came into her eyes. It is similar to the halo of the Puchen Sword Sword Spirit, but without the strong light of the Puchen Sword, Shen Moli is even more sure that these weapons that look like swords are actually transformed by the Sword Spirit.

That is to say, that small branch not only stole the soul from those immortal masters, but also stole the sword spirits in the weapons equipped by those masters.

Shen Moli was slightly shocked by this discovery, she looked at the bland branch in her hand, frowned, and said, "Let's go back first." ”

was stolen by someone to steal the soul sword spirit, undoubtedly holding the other party's seven inches in his own hands. Without the master of the Divine Soul Sword Spirit, if he encounters a strong enemy, only half of the strength that can be used around his body will remain.

This is tantamount to fighting for life, and if it is a little accident, the owner to whom these spirits belong may not die in the battle.

First, there is nothing to do for the time being, and second, he doesn't want to see the owner of these gods and souls risk his life for no reason, so Shen Moli has the idea of ordering these gods to go back first.

Under the order, all the immortals obeyed the order and returned to the real building formed by the mirage. The dazzling light was in the midst of the gods and souls sacrificing the power of the gods and souls, and the majestic building that had turned from virtual to actual was even more magnificent.

After the immortal clan returned to the inside, the porcelain tile dotted building swirled and flew into the void, gradually shrinking in the swirling, and finally fell into Shen Moli's hands like a palm.

"Those people are in charge of the immortal clan, even if it is a chaotic battle between the immortals and demons, they don't need to take action to join the war. They have been idle in the temple for a long time, and you don't have to be in such a hurry to let them go. The Demon Sand Tree reappeared at some point, and the voice came from behind Shen Moli.

Previously, the Demon Sand Tree disappeared into the barren sand, but in fact, it just moved its position by taking advantage of the indistinguishable scene of the desert and hiding in the dark to observe Shen Moli.