Time and space are distorted, the moon god is worthy of being the moon god, even if he falls to nirvana, a god channel method, it is definitely not something that Yang Sanyang can imagine.

In a trance, Yang Sanyang seemed to have an induction with the arrows shot in the dark, and a picture came into his mind in the haze.

"It's fake!" Yang Sanyang was clever, and suddenly his dizziness and dizziness dissipated, and a pair of eyes looked into the distance in shock: "How is this possible!"

What did he see?

His own arrows turned into ashes and shot the Demon Ancestor in the face?

At that moment, Yang Sanyang felt that the sky was about to fall: "God, don't play with me like this!"

What could he do?

He's desperate too!

The probability of the arrow he shot flying in the direction of the Demon Ancestor is almost impossible, let alone shooting directly into the face of the Demon Ancestor, what can he do?

He's desperate too!

The Demon Ancestor under the rage, what kind of actions he wants, you can imagine.

"Fake! Fake! This is simply impossible! This is simply possible!" Yang Sanyang shook his head vigorously.

"What's wrong?" asked the moon god in surprise.

"It's nothing!Let's run quickly!Things don't seem to be good!" Yang Sanyang urged.

The ashes in the sky converged in the hands of the Demon Ancestor, and at this time, the Demon Ancestor stood in the void with a gloomy face, looking at the ashes in his hand and was silent.

"Found you! Found you! You are dead! You are dead! This arrow has your qi on it, do you think you can escape?" Demon Ancestor gritted his teeth, and then the time and space around him distorted, and the time around the arrow ashes began to flow backwards, like a movie in reflection, and countless pictures flashed in front of Demon Ancestor's eyes.

The path of the arrows was all presented in front of the Demon Ancestor, but when he saw that he was about to trace back to the source, a force suddenly descended in the underworld, dispersing the remaining qi around the Demon Ancestor.

"It's you! It's you! You thief of treasures, you dare to come to Tiannan! I will definitely kill you today! You ant, you dare to demonstrate with me! Good! Good! It's really good! It's really good!" Demon Ancestor looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his body trembling with anger: "Dog thief, now I will take your handle and trace you, and see where you are still running." ”

The Demon Ancestor took a step forward, the void around him distorted, and when he reappeared, it was the position where Yang Sanyang and the Moon God were shooting. The Demon Ancestor followed the path of the arrow all the way, and then looked at the mark on the ground, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink: "All the qi has been erased? Good ability! Good means! It's really a loach." However, since you know that you are in Tiannan, it will be easy to do!"

The Demon Ancestor was sneering, knowing the other party's whereabouts, was he still afraid that he wouldn't be able to find out the traitor?

A wisp of purple gas rose in the sky, dyeing half of the sky red, and at this time, the moon god stopped moving, Yang Sanyang fell to the ground with a 'click', and fell to the ground with a dog gnawing .......

"Where is this?" Yang Sanyang rubbed his dizzy head, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"The sun is about to rise, it's time to go back to the palace!" "The moon god raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance: "I tossed all night, but I didn't teach you the recipe for refining the spirit treasure." This is the territory of the Phoenix Clan, and it is also the Tiannan you are coming to, and I will come out again tonight to teach you the trick. ”

The words fell, and the figure of the moon god Xuanna disappeared into the void, slowly sinking into the hosta above his head. Yang Sanyang rubbed his head when he heard this, looked around with a pair of eyes, and then froze for the next moment.

Red!

The sky is blazing red!

The clouds are fiery red clouds, and the sky is fiery red. Yang Sanyang rubbed his eyes, his eyes showed a touch of shock, a wisp of purple gas rose in the sky, and the sky was full of fiery red, and in an instant Yang Sanyang felt as if he had come to a fairy tale world.

The sky, the earth, the grass and trees are all beautiful blood-red, and the heaven and earth are flashing with the divine light, echoing with the fiery red of the sky.

Innate Spiritual Root Sycamore Tree!

Without any doubt, Yang Sanyang's first thought was to determine that the sky-high beech that connects the sky and the earth and plunges directly into the galaxy is the plane tree.

That's the plane tree in the mouth of the road!

The stream under your feet, reflecting the fiery red, makes the whole world have a different kind of beauty.

On the plane tree, there is a sacred qi flowing, like the sound of birds chirping, and the cry of the phoenix surrounds the ears in a trance.

Yang Sanyang felt that he was at least a thousand miles away from that plane tree, but he didn't use his magical powers, but he could still see the appearance and outline of the plane tree, and even the branches that rushed into the galaxy, Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of shock.

"This is the Innate Spirit Root Sycamore Tree, it's too tall!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of solemnity, he had only heard the Dao Yuan narrative before, but after all, there was a big gap between the narrative and what he had seen with his own eyes.

According to Yang Sanyang's view, the sycamore tree covers the sky and the sun, why not cover thousands of miles?

If you really count the spread branches, I'm afraid there are hundreds of thousands of miles. Countless Phoenix people, subordinates of the Phoenix Clan, live under the plane tree.

The Sycamore Tree is an innate spiritual root, which not only provides protection for the races living under the Sycamore Tree, but also provides blessings for countless tribes.

Hot!

Tiannan is not your average heat!

The bluestone under his feet was hot, and it seemed to be able to roast the soles of his feet, but fortunately, there was a ball of fire law origin in Yang Sanyang's body, and with the rotation of the sky net, all the heat was close to his body three feet, and it had dissipated without a trace.

The purple air on the horizon rises, reflecting on the plane tree, making the plane tree refract red light, and the radius of hundreds of millions of miles is a fiery red color.

Countless tribes live in this red, flying in the mountains and forests.

"Although there are wild beasts in the mountains, there are more birds and birds, in the south of this day, it is the world of birds! There are countless masters of the Phoenix Clan, and the qi machines that rush into the sky one after another look terrifying!" Yang Sanyang swept over the terrifying qi flowing in the void, and his eyes showed a hint of caution.

The Phoenix Clan can dominate Tiannan, not only because the Phoenix Ancestor has transcended and become a master in heaven and earth, but the Phoenix Clan is a naturally strong race, as long as it can reach adulthood, at least it is a long-lived Heavenly Immortal Realm cultivation. With a little cultivation, coupled with that long lifespan, it was only a matter of time before the Phoenix Clan became a Golden Immortal.

Holding the stream water under his feet, Yang Sanyang took a sip, but it was unexpectedly sweet and cool, without the slightest warmth.

Originally, according to Yang Sanyang's prediction, the earth was hot, and the mountain spring should also be a hot spring, who would have thought that this mountain spring would be so cool.

The autumn wind was rolling, and a piece of fiery red sycamore leaves fell, falling quietly in the river, drifting along the river, dyeing the river red.

The water of the river is so clear that it is unbearable to break the tranquility of the stream.

The leaves of the sycamore tree are like rain, the heaven and the earth are fiery red, and a few sycamore leaves are blown by the wind and fall on Yang Sanyang's hair and shoulders, and a wisp of fiery coolness follows his skin and slowly penetrates into his body.

Wash the hair and cut the marrow to improve the physique.

Yang Sanyang closed his eyes, and in an instant, the void around him changed, and he seemed to have crossed the ages, and saw the children playing under the plane tree 100,000 years ago, the innocent and simple face without worry.

"Dao Yuan!" Yang Sanyang took the sycamore leaves in his hand, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes: "I only hate why I didn't be by your side 100,000 years ago, and I didn't accompany you through the carefree and innocent era 100,000 years ago." ”

"If you don't know the past me, you won't understand the current me, I buried my innocence in my hometown!" Yang Sanyang sighed faintly, and slowly put away the sycamore leaves carefully and put them in the back basket on his chest.

"Sycamore tree!" Yang Sanyang looked at the big tree that towered into the galaxy, and his eyes showed a little divine light: "I finally know why the moon god is not optimistic about me, thinking that I can't get the branches of the sycamore tree at all." There are Phoenix Clan masters sitting on the Sycamore Tree, and it is impossible for me to get close to the Sycamore Tree, let alone obtain the branches of the Sycamore Tree?"

Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a solemnity, and he fell into deep thought with his hands behind his back. At that moment, the young man was picturesque, in a fiery red wood, in front of the clear stream, a primitive man in a soap robe looked up at the sky and looked at the plane tree hanging high in the clouds.

The picture is still, stunning time and space.

"On the most central plane tree, there is a phoenix family, including the phoenix, the blue bird, the peacock, the roc, and other phoenix bloodlines, in fact, the real phoenix, there are not a few! The phoenix is an innate god, and its bloodline descendants are not too many. Yang Sanyang retracted his gaze, looked at the clear water under his feet blankly, slowly stretched out the soles of his feet, and landed in the clear water, the cold feeling passed between his feet, Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a little comfort, slowly picked up the clear water, and wiped his body.

After sweating a few times before, he simply soaked his entire body in the spring water, revealing a touch of intoxication.

The birds and birds in the mountains and forests are chirping, compared with the dangerous wilderness, Tiannan is quiet and peaceful, how beautiful?

"Around the plane tree, there are dependent races of phoenix blood, such as thrushes, partridges, sparrows, swallows, and larks...... Wait, every race has a master in charge, not to mention the Golden Immortals, there are still a few Heavenly Immortals!" Yang Sanyang rubbed his brows: "If you want to get close to the Sycamore Tree, you have to pass through the territory of the Hundred Clans, and I don't know how much danger has been added to it." ”

"Moreover, the Sycamore Tree is an innate spiritual root, I am afraid that there is an Innate Great Array to protect it, if I want to get close to the Sycamore Tree, I have to crack the Great Array, it is really troublesome!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a solemnity: "Things were a little unexpected to me, I was hot-headed when I came, but after I came, I found that my cultivation was too low......." ”

The innate gossip spread out in the palm of his fingers, and Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a solemnity: "Of course, there is no endless road, as long as you have an idea in your heart, there is still a few chances." ”

There is definitely a chance!

"It's all about whether I can find a chance, and ...... And the moon god to help, I'm afraid that she won't help me do such a thing as stealing chickens and dogs!" Yang Sanyang smacked his mouth.

ps: Thank you for the birth of the leader of this book, "Silent Scourge Blade", add two more first, and make up for it slowly.