East China Sea.

A monk in green clothes and a burly man with a golden axe on his shoulder, the figures of the two monks turned into blue-gold flying rainbows, flying in the air, heading towards the evil miasma island.

Su Chen felt that the thousand-year-old spirit wood might be as high as three or four orders or more, and it was extremely hard, and he couldn't cut it himself, so he invited Wu Qiao, a "professional" woodcutter, to cut down the spirit wood together.

"Brother Su, I heard that there are some ghost cultivators entrenched in the Evil Miasma Island, which are quite related to the Spirit Island Alliance, and it is not easy to deal with. If they want to cut down high-level spirit wood on Spirit Island, they are afraid that they will not agree. ”

Wu Qiao was a little worried.

"It doesn't matter, I have my own way of dealing with them. ”

Su Chen said with a smile.

More than ten days later, the two flew to the sky above the Miasma Island.

This island is on the periphery of the East China Sea Human Race Spirit Island Alliance, with a radius of hundreds of miles, and it is a rather large island.

The whole island is full of swamps, and the dead branches and fallen leaves rot in the swamps, and a thick black and evil miasma is born all year round, enveloping the whole island, and the island is deep and does not see the light of day.

There are many tall spirit trees growing on the island, ranging from the low ones to the first-order spirit trees that are decades old, and the high ones that are tens of thousands of years old.

The branches and leaves of this wood are as black as ink, the trunk is rough and rotten and hideous, it can grow up to 100 zhang for thousands of years, up to several zhang thick, the branches and leaves and vines form a huge crown, covering the sky and the sun, and the tree is gloomy like a ghost.

When the wind came, the spirit wood whistled in the wind, making a sharp sound, and the wailing was terrible, like a ghost crying.

This spirit wood is the guardian tree of the Miasma Island, blocking the scorching sun and emitting a thick black mist.

Because the spirit wood has a special maintenance effect on the "soul", it attracts ghosts with mutilated bodies to come.

This island has been crowded with ghost cultivators all year round, among which there are no less than ten ghost cultivators in the Jindan period, so that the ghost aura on the island is pervasive and even more sinister.

Su Chen carefully inquired about the origin of these Jindan ghost cultivators on the island.

Almost all of these Jindan ghost cultivators were Jindan monks of the Spirit Island Alliance, and some even died on the battlefield for the sake of the alliance. They were unwilling to die, and since then they have disappeared from heaven and earth, so they have turned into ghost cultivators and wandered in the East China Sea.

The high-level members of the Spirit Island Alliance also knew this.

It is not good to kill these former comrades and relatives, so they simply assign this evil miasma island to the territory of these human ghost cultivators, and let them stay on the island to cultivate by default.

But as long as they don't go out to do evil, the Spirit Island Alliance will turn a blind eye to them, ignore them, and let them fend for themselves.

People and ghosts have different paths, and there will be no more interconnection.

...

The Miasma Island was shrouded in black gas, and at this time the island was silent, and nothing could be seen from the outside.

Su Chen took a look at the evil miasma island and found that the ghost aura was very strong, obviously there were ghost cultivators living here, and turned his head to Wu Qiao and said: "This island has a strong ghost spirit, and it is indeed entrenched in many ghost cultivators. Brother Wu, you wait outside the island for a while, I'll go talk to them first, and ask them to allow me to cut down a fourth-order spirit wood and take it away. ”

"Brother Su, it's too dangerous for you to go in alone, I'll go in with you. ”

Wu Qiao waved the golden axe on his shoulder, and said with a straight face.

"No, I have a peachwood evil sword, and I have a lot of experience with the ghost clan, so I can handle it. Besides, he just went to the island to talk, and he didn't plan to start a war with them. ”

Su Chen shook his head, carrying a third-order top-grade scorched black peach sword. This sword was bombarded by the Jindan Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, containing terrifying thunder and lightning power, and had a strong suppressive force against the ghost clan.

"Okay, Brother Su, be careful! If the situation is not right, exit quickly. I'm out to answer you. ”

Wu Qiao saw that Su Chen was full of confidence, so he no longer insisted, but just admonished.

Although Su Chen is low-key and unassuming, his strength is probably still above him. Even if he is defeated by the Jindan ghost cultivator on this island, it should be no problem to run out.

"Well, I'll be out in half an hour at most. ”

Su Chen nodded.

...

He flew up to the Miasma Island alone, and "swooped" into a large area of thick black fog and miasma, and his figure quickly disappeared into the trees that covered the sky.

Su Chen walked on the Miasma Island, looking for a spirit tree that was more than two thousand years old. Most of the Wraith Wood on the island was too young to be what he wanted.

After entering the island, he did not encounter any ghost cultivation, and the island was silent.

Su Chen didn't know where those ghost cultivators were, but he entered the island to find the spirit wood, and if they didn't come out to stop it, he cut down the spirit wood and left.

Not long after, Su Chen came to the middle of the mountain, under a huge spirit tree.

The age and grade of this wraithing tree could not be discerned.

But looking at its size, the body of the tree alone is three zhang wide and nearly a hundred zhang high, and the branches of the tree grow extensively, almost covering the land for miles.

It seems that the trees are between 2,000 and 4,000 or 5,000 years old, and they have survived at least one or two ice ages.

That's it!

Su Chen looked at this spirit tree, glanced around, and noticed that some ghostly figures were wandering nearby, as if they were surrounding him.

He didn't bother or pay attention to them, just looking at the spirit tree in front of him if it was enough for his own use.

Since he dared to break into the evil miasma island alone, he was naturally confident about these Jindan ghost cultivators.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a golden pill ghost shadow burst out from among the dead branches and rotten leaves, holding a sharp fangs fork in his hand, bursting out a large black light, and stabbing towards Su Chen.

Su Chen snorted coldly, pulled out the peachwood evil sword on his back, and slashed it with a sword, slashing obliquely at the fanged fork.

A strong black thunderbolt spread from the peach wood evil sword along the fangs fork.

The Jindan ghost cultivator's arms were devoured by the thunder and lightning of the sky, and it was immediately burned black, and even the thunder mang drilled into its body, screaming in pain, and the fangs flew out of his hand.

"Peachwood Evil Sword?!"

The Jindan ghost cultivator was shocked to find that the Taomu Hidden Evil Sword in Su Chen's hand contained fierce heavenly thunder, which was simply the nemesis of the Jindan ghost cultivator.

When he saw this peach wood secluded evil sword, he remembered the suffering of the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation back then. If a ghost cultivator of the same level wants to take advantage of Su Chen, it is almost impossible.

That Jindan ghost cultivator was extremely annoyed.

It didn't want to fight in groups, and wanted to take down the Jindan monk who had trespassed into the evil miasma island by itself. But it can't win a ghost cultivator, so it can only summon the ghost brothers to go together.

"Come out, brethren!"

Bang!

Bang!

In an instant, more than a dozen Jindan ghost cultivators who had been ambushed around for a long time, each holding a ghost weapon, surrounded Su Chen. The Jindan ghosts revised their desire to besiege.

"Wait!"

One of the leaders of the ghost cultivators, who looked like a ghost cultivator, stopped the Jindan ghost cultivators, stared at Su Chen and said coldly: "Nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, almost everyone who comes to my evil miasma island wants to buy a piece of spirit wood from the island for the purpose of his body." Your Excellency trespassed into my Miasma Island without permission, and you think you came here for the Spirit Wood, right?"

This kind of thing is not uncommon.

This spirit wood is a type of soul wood.

In fact, it is not only the ghosts who can be used to make ghost weapons, but also the human race.

The Terran monk's primordial spirit was injured and his soul was damaged, and he could also use this soul wood to nourish his own primordial soul.

Even, this spirit wood can also be ground into powder and used in medicine, refining a medicine called "Soul Nourishing Pill". This soul-nourishing pill can heal the wounds of the original gods.

Therefore, there are often some Terran monks who come to this evil miasma island to ask for some branches and leaves of the spirit wood to use to prepare the spirit island medicine.

But they also have to abide by the rules, ask for them outside the evil miasma island, bring some treasures that the ghost cultivators are interested in, and "trade" with the ghost cultivators on the island, and take what they need. There is not much spirit wood for alchemy, and it is enough to spend hundreds or thousands of spirit stones to buy a little.

Very few monks dare to trespass into the island without asking and take the branches and leaves of the island's spirit wood.

"It's for the spirit wood. ”

Su Chen said politely.

"Oh, although I am a ghost cultivator on the Miasma Island, I also buy and sell justice. A piece of spirit stone for a spirit stone above the third order is worth a penny, and ten spirit stones above the fourth order is worth a penny. If there are no spirit stones, it is okay to use the equivalent spirit treasures. What treasures do you have to make a deal with us?"

The leader of the Jindan ghost cultivator said.

Ghost cultivation also needs spiritual resources for cultivation, otherwise just relying on a small evil miasma island with a radius of hundreds of miles, where can there be enough for them to cultivate many Jindan ghosts!

Naturally, he could only trade the precious spirit wood on the island with other Terran monks.

In the entire territory of the East China Sea, high-grade spirit trees above the fourth order are only available on the Evil Miasma Island, and this price is naturally open at will.

"Nope. ”

Su Chen shook his head, looked at the spirit wood next to him and said, "However, I still plan to cut down this spirit wood and take it away." ”

It's not that he doesn't want to make a deal with these ghost cultivators.

It's just that such a thousand-year-old spirit tree is too expensive, to say the least, it is also a fourth-order. If it was calculated according to the amount of ten spirit stones per penny, he was afraid that he would have exhausted all his financial resources, and he would only buy a small piece of dry branches.

"What! Do you want to take a fourth-order spirit spirit tree without spending spirit stones?!"

"Presumptuous! The deception is too great! Are you a place where you can come to the island of evil miasma when you want to, and you want to take it away?!"

"The Spirit Wood is the foundation of my Evil Miasma Island, especially the four or five thousand years old Spirit Spirit Wood above the fourth order is even rarer, I don't know how many years it will take. If you want to take it, you can take it!"

"This one in front of me is a fourth-order spirit wood, and there are only three or five of them growing on the entire island! ”

"What else is there to talk about, it's clearly a bully. ”

The Jindan ghost cultivators were furious, and they shouted angrily, so they sacrificed their ghost weapons and besieged Su Chen.

Su Chen had already prepared, and immediately made a move to sacrifice a wooden gourd.

With Zhuang Luyi here, he didn't plan to discuss it with the Jindan ghost cultivators on this evil miasma island at all.

Call!

Zhuang Luyi flew out of the wooden gourd, the ghost disappeared in a strange flash, appeared a hundred zhang away, and slapped a Jindan ghost cultivator who rushed to the front horizontally, and half of the grimace was rotten.

She stood out of thin air, dodged and flew next to Su Chen, her cold beautiful eyes swept over the Jindan ghost cultivators.

The terrifying primordial infant ghost cultivated coercion and swept across the entire Miasma Island.

"She... She's a Yuanying Ghost Cultivator?!"

The rest of the Jindan ghost cultivators stopped in shock, trembling with horror one by one, and hurriedly bowed to the ground.

It's actually a Yuan Infant Ghost Cultivator!

It is difficult for Jindan ghost cultivators to survive the catastrophe in the East China Sea, and they can't survive the bombardment of heavenly thunder, and there has never been a Yuan Infant ghost cultivator on Evil Miasma Island.

This primordial ghost cultivator suddenly descended on the Evil Miasma Island, and it almost scared them out of the sky.

"The ancestor wants to take the spirit wood to use, who is not convinced?"

Zhuang Luyi snorted.

"If the ancestor wants to take it, just take it. ”

"Exactly, exactly. This spirit wood is the thing of my ghost clan, and the ancestor can naturally use it at will. The whole island is up and down, don't dare to disagree. ”

All the Jindan ghost cultivators looked at each other, and bowed to the ground trembling in fear, where did they dare to disagree.