Hearing Linglong's call, Chu Tian really withdrew his hand, he turned around, and said suspiciously: "Why? Sister, as a refiner, should like a divine material like the Sycamore Divine Tree?"

“......”

Being asked by Chu Tian like this, Linglong had a slight headache, and she didn't know what to say.

For refiners, immortal materials are what they have been looking for all their lives. But the heart is the heart, how can it be done without distinguishing the occasion.

It is the hometown of Qingluan, the Phoenix Spirit Realm, even if the Wutong Shenmu Dao Spirit has been dispersed, it is also the sacred tree that the Phoenix clan worships as the source ancestor. With such an identity, how dare Linglong offend.

After all, there is a lesson from the past, which has already made Chu Tian depressed. This time, Linglong didn't want to speak again anyway, she threw the topic to Qingluan and said, "You better ask Qing'er to see if she agrees with you to move the Wutong Divine Tree." ”

"Yes, as long as it doesn't hurt the temple at all, it's no problem to take some. However, if I lose the Golden Jiao scissors, my brother wants to take down the branches of the sacred tree, but I am afraid it will not be so easy. Qingluan's tone was flat, but she mentioned a few words, as if this sacred tree had nothing to do with her, and she didn't care.

"Scared me. Chu Tian picked up the words and said, "I'll just say, in the memory that the Phoenix God gave me, the Sycamore Divine Tree is not an immovable thing. Even every once in a while, they will repair the sacred trees, and most of the cut branches are used to build dwellings. ”

Linglong: "( ̄_ ̄|||)"

Linglong was speechless, she didn't know that there were still these doorways. To build a house with a hard-to-find divine material, even in ancient times, there are few such heroic races.

After being silent for a long time, Linglong said, "Then you can go." Remember Qingluan's words, don't be too greedy. If you damage the Ancestral Source Temple, you will regret it. ”

"Yes!"

After getting Linglong's approval, Chu Tian grinned and began to exert force on Shenmu.

And Qingluan, who couldn't understand Chu Tian's movements at all, tilted her head and said, "What is my brother doing?" Without the Golden Jiao Scissors, even the fire of the Worm will have to burn for ten days and a half to shake the Divine Tree, does my brother really have a way?"

"Just look at it, if you don't have absolute certainty, he won't do it. Linglong smiled lightly, although she didn't say it explicitly, but between her words, she revealed 100% trust.

Not to mention that Chutian is not a person who boasts about Haikou, just Linglong's cognition of the Ten Thousand Dao Battles allowed her to roughly guess the man's methods.

As it turned out, Linglong was right. The thing that Chu Tian relied on was indeed the Ten Thousand Dao Soldiers.

Ten thousand soldiers decided to divide the two techniques of condensing the soldiers and dismissing the troops. If you want to become a soldier, you need to dismiss the army first. Resolving the military decision is the basis of the ten thousand military decisions, and it can also decompose all things.

Although the Sycamore Divine Tree is a divine material, it cannot escape the laws of heaven, it is nothing more than a stronger one.

Generally speaking, it is to regard the Wutong Divine Wood as an organic whole, and the Ten Thousand Dao Divine Power can be understood as some kind of powerful catalyst. Through a series of reactions, it is transformed from a whole into a molecule, and finally reintegrated, and a part of the Sycamore Sacred Tree can be extracted from the sacred tree.

But it's easy to say, but it's quite energy-consuming to really operate.

It took about two hours for Chu Tiancai to peel off a three-foot long sword from the divine tree, and at this time, he himself was already sweating profusely, and he was so tired that he was almost prostration.

If it weren't for the battle of the Illusion Realm and the improvement of his divine soul, Chu Tian might not be able to persevere. After all, it belongs to the legendary gods, and it is reasonable to be difficult because of this.

Looking at the Sycamore Divine Sword inserted into the ground, Chu Tian breathed a sigh of relief and was also a little satisfied, and he said to Linglong: "It's finished, sister can put it away!"

At first, she was a little worried about Chu Tian, but after seeing the man waving his hand, Linglong retracted her heart and focused her attention on the Wutong Divine Sword.

After separating from the body, the divinity of the Sycamore Divine Wood was finally revealed at this moment, and a seemingly plain wooden sword, even if it was more than ten meters away, could bring people a sense of oppression.

Linglong approached with bated breath, wanting to include it in the Qiankun bracelet, but after several attempts, he found that the power of space was invalid at this moment.

Linglong frowned, surprised. After a pause, she put her hand on the hilt of the sword again, and according to the power of the Xuanling Realm at this moment, the Wutong Divine Sword actually did not move at all.

At this time, Linglong was really shocked. Although he has just entered the Xuan Ling, his strength is not a specialty, but in terms of his initial strength, it has also reached about 100,000 catties.

With such an order of magnitude of power, it can't shake the three-foot Qingfeng in front of him, so doesn't that mean that the weight of this Wutong Divine Sword is above 100,000 catties?

It's no wonder that it can't be included in the Qiankun bracelet by mind, not to mention the coercion of the Sycamore Divine Wood itself, this weight alone is enough to crush a heaven and earth.

Although the exquisite Qiankun bracelet is not an ordinary thing, it is extremely difficult to accommodate such a high-density thing on an inch of land.

In order to ensure that the Qiankun bracelet was not damaged, Linglong shook his head and smiled, and said with a little bitterness: "Forget it, it seems that I still have no relationship with this artifact, so let's leave it here." ”

"Is it really that heavy?"

Of course, Chu Tian noticed Linglong's abnormality, but he couldn't believe it for a while.

Linglong didn't explain, she took a few steps back, and motioned for Chu Tian to try it herself.

Seeing the woman's sympathetic expression, Chu Tian's heart couldn't help but chuckle. But at this time, the arrow is on the line, and it has to be sent.

I didn't know that Linglong had already been promoted to the Xuanling Realm, so just like that, Chu Tian held the hilt of the sword with both hands and lifted it up hard.

But the result is obvious, even if the internal and external functions are used together, the Wutong Divine Sword shows no signs of loosening. Chu Tian didn't believe in evil, and used the hegemony word duel again, and under the doubling of his strength, the Wutong Divine Sword was still as stable as Mount Tai, motionless.

It's like lighting a match to smelt steel, and it's still far from that tipping point.

He had already lost a lot of energy before, but now after another toss, Chu Tian collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, and it was very difficult to even move.

Seeing this, Linglong had expected it, and she smiled: "What, it's time to give up." How good does it feel to shoot yourself in the foot?"

Chu Tian had no intention and didn't have much strength to refute, but he was too unwilling to give up like this.

After two hours of hard work, he finally turned his previous efforts into foam because he couldn't hold it, and he was afraid that he would make people laugh out of his big teeth when he said it.

But how do you take away this sycamore sacred tree?

Just as Chu Tian was pondering and meditating, Qingluan spoke.

"Although the Shenmu is heavy, it is necessary to have affinity for those who have the blood of the phoenix. Since my brother has cultivated the Phoenix Divine Determination, he might as well use the Phoenix Spiritual Breath to try, maybe, it will have an effect. ”

"That's a way..."