After holding the branches on the flowing clouds, the time in the monument space seemed to suddenly freeze, and the most intuitive manifestation was that the space that was constantly advancing stopped and the flowing clouds no longer fell.

However, before a few people could breathe a sigh of relief, the memorial space, which had originally paused its footsteps, suddenly continued to close at a speed several times faster than just a few times.

The still flowing clouds were directly pressed down, and it was about to reach the tip of the head.

The space of the monument is getting smaller and smaller, and several people are forced to circle around and resist the oppression of the space.

In a small space, the bodies of several people are pressed against each other, and their breaths are intertwined.

"Master, quickly tell Juncha to throw Jianmu out!"

Su Moyan's machine spirit hurriedly urged in the sea of knowledge, eager to run out of the sea of knowledge and take Jianmu over.

"Jun Cha, throw Jianmu out!"

Su Moyan pressed his hands against the advancing wall.

As soon as the building tree came out and fell to the white ground, a large and stout tree quickly rose tall, and the branches carried several people up.

The originally slender branches grew as thick as a grown man's arm, and the huge round leaves stretched out.

As the building wood of the ancient god tree, it suddenly stopped the pace of space progress with its own rapidly rising and thickening tree body.

Squeezed out a small inch of space for a few people.

At the same time, the growth of Jianmu brought about the vibration of the space in the monument, Juncha held the strong trunk of Jianmu, and looked into the ground, Jianmu was still budding and growing, and many branches were intertwined with each other, covering the white ground below.

Until the building trees are no longer growing, the vibration of the monument stops.

"Master, quick, climb up and get the heart of Jianmu. ”

With the guidance of the instrumental spirit, Su Moyan naturally chose a branch to jump on and ran to the heart of Jianmu not far away, exuding a glowing green light.

Although Jun Cha doesn't know the heart of Jianmu, it must be a rare good thing that is worth Su Moyan to fight for.

Those who see the treasure have a share, and they can also sense the vitality emanating from the light not far away.

It's a good thing at first glance, and there's no reason to give up a good thing, although she is the heroine and she is the female partner, but if she doesn't give it a try and doesn't take a step, it's too cowardly.

Jun Cha didn't say a word, followed closely.

Ah Hua is naturally not stupid, and he also followed.

The three of them shuttle through the branches of the tall Jianmu tree, looking for the best path so that they can reach the heart of the Jianmu faster.

But Su Moyan was always one step ahead, and with the treasures in the space, he threw the two of them several meters away at once.

In a hurry, Jun Cha jumped from the last branch to the round leaf not far from the bottom with the round leaves of Jianmu, and used the round leaves as a trampoline.

Accepting the impulse of Jun Cha, the round leaves were pressed and bent, and seeing that the petiole was about to reach the limit, the reaction force was suddenly injected on Jun Cha and sent Jun Cha up.

Jun Cha, who was like a flying missile, went up at the speed of light, and immediately caught up with Su Moyan, who was in the lead.

Su Moyan glanced at Juncha, who had caught up, lowered his eyelids, and continued to speed towards the heart of Jianmu.

Originally, Jun Cha wanted to use the power of the round leaf again, but Su Moyan was always guarding against Jun Cha's movements, resulting in Jun Cha being unable to successfully use the power of the round leaf.

Seeing this, Ah Hua, who was at the end, narrowed the corners of his mouth, and his long water sleeves wrapped around the branches of Jianmu, and as soon as he waved, Ah Hua came up.

The two of them were eyeing each other, and the three of them did not back down.

As a sacred tree, Jianmu is indeed worth fighting for.

Just when Su Moyan was about to come into contact with the heart of Jianmu, Ah Hua pulled off the heart of Jianmu with a water sleeve.

Jianmu's heart skimmed Juncha's cheek, and Juncha reached out and grabbed Jianmu's heart, and detained some Jianmu's heart fragments.

And the rest of Jianmu's heart continued to move towards Ah Hua.

"Master, let me out. ”

The spirit of the space instrument angrily stomped his feet in the sea of Su Mo Yanzhi.

Suddenly, a ball of light appeared, swallowing the water sleeve and the heart of Jianmu.

After getting something, the light cluster disappeared in place, and the originally tight water sleeve was bitten off by the light cluster, and Ah Hua himself was unstable and fell under a few branches.

Jun Cha raised his eyebrows, the instrument spirit of Su Moyan's space.

I forgot that this guy existed.

Ah Hua, who didn't get anything, landed on a branch, looked at the two calmly, and slowly put away his water sleeves.

Slowly, a white mist began to rise in the space, and the monument space transferred several people to the same tree fork.

An emerald green round leaf floated into the field of vision of several people, and fell in the mist for a while, and the mist rippled in circles of emerald green.

All of a sudden, tall houses rose from the ground, and a person walked out of the fog, and at the same time, the fog transformed into birds, beasts, flowers, mountains, rivers, and rivers.

It's as if a real world was created.

"Patriarch, we can't wait any longer, let's start!"

A young man dressed in the costume of the Jiuli Wu clan urged an old man, and a stone pillar stood tall and erect in the distance, exuding a lustrous silver-white light.

"You have thought about it, the fragments of the immortal artifact have spirits, and if you go in, you can't get out. ”

He was met with silence.

"Well, let's get started. ”

The old man stepped forward with a cane made of the same material as the stone pillar, and an ancient magic circle formed at the feet of the stone pillar and the old man.

However, after a moment, some of the people around him, the Jiuli Wu Clan, were pulled by the formation, and turned into a ray of light and flew towards the monument.

After a few moments, several people saw that the people who had entered the monument had planted a mangrove forest and hid themselves in the mangroves.

From generation to generation, life after generation, the Jiuli Wu people who entered the monument multiplied here, and originally thought that entering the monument could avoid the danger of extinction, but they never thought that the clansmen were still leaving one after another.

In addition, as a monk, he was born with the idea of exploring outward, and the Jiuli Wu people in the memorial stele began to be unable to bear the loneliness, and planned to start leaving the mangrove forest and leaving the memorial stele that their ancestors voluntarily entered.

Children and grandchildren, Jiuli people left, made a lot of efforts, and gradually used the ancient formation to establish a little contact with the outside world, opened a small crack in the monument, moved the mangrove forest out of the monument, the day the mangrove forest descended on Xuanlan, the sky in the south was occupied by the red leaves.

Leaving the monument means freedom, but I never thought that after the polishing of time, the monument has long been inseparable from the mangrove forest.

Although the mangrove forest has left the monument, as a Jiuli person who has existed with the monument for a long time, if he wants to leave, he still has to go through the monument, after all, the monument thinks that the mangrove forest in his body, including the Jiuli people, is a part of himself.

And the monk Xuanlan, who originally lived in the south, thought it was a secret realm from heaven on the day of the mangrove forest's arrival, but the mangrove forest has never opened for thousands of years, except for the occasional lucky monk who happened to enter the mangrove forest and met the Jiuli people, bringing out some Jiuli spells.

After that, everyone began to call the mangrove forest a spiritual spell land, and a new cultivation method began to appear in the south of Xuanlan, refining spells.