Chapter 290: Natal Tree Spirit

Qiao Yuan didn't pay attention to this tree, but hurriedly took out a few pills that replenished spiritual power and took them, just now he urged the Flowing Moon Fan, almost half of the spiritual power in his body.

In addition, he had used the Fengyuan Sword to consume thirty percent of his spiritual power before, and now there were only two percent of the spiritual power left in Qiao Yuan's body, so he turned pale and looked weak.

At the risk of being extremely weak, Qiao Yuan resolved the crisis just now and caused the tree to suffer heavy damage.

This Moon Fan is the magic weapon of the Moon without a trace, even if it is broken, its power is still amazing.

Qiao Yuan believed that even if the monks in the early stage of Jindan were contaminated with that trace of fire just now, even if they didn't die, they would be seriously injured.

And this is because the spiritual power in his body is insufficient, if Qiao Yuan desperately urges this fan with ten percent of the spiritual power of his body, even the early stage monks of Jindan will be burned to ashes.

In less than a cup of tea, most of the vines here had been burned to ashes, and only seven or eight vines retreated in time, without being contaminated with flames, and were spared a catastrophe.

Outside the lake, the monks who had already left, after seeing this scene, stopped one after another, and their eyes showed disbelief.

It wasn't until most of the vines were burned to ashes that these people gasped and looked at Qiao Yuan's eyes with fear and awe.

"Who is this person? He only has the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, how can he do this?"

"I've never seen it, it stands to reason that the monks who are qualified to enter this place are the weakest and have the cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, and it is reasonable that he can enter here with the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building. ”

After everyone was silent for more than ten breaths, they immediately stared at Qiao Yuan and discussed, and most of these discussions revolved around Qiao Yuan's identity and origin.

Of course, there are still some monks who still have ghosts in their hearts, and when they see Qiao Yuan's weak appearance, they have a plan in their hearts.

"You see that his face is very pale, and he seems to be extremely weak, and it seems that the blow just now consumed him a lot. ”

"Do you mean that you still want to be that fisherman?"

"Hmph! Don't be carried away by greed, this person is so extraordinary, he must have a back hand, it's better not to provoke. ”

Of course, after seeing the terrifying flame, there are not many people who have the courage to be fishermen, and only one or two people have this thought in their hearts, and the others have a look of awe.

Qiao Yuan ignored these people, but absorbed the spiritual power in the pill extremely quickly, and at the same time, his divine sense probed into the bottom of the lake, firmly locking on the thickest vine.

This vine is the lifeblood of the big tree, and Qiao Yuan believes that as long as this vine is destroyed, then the big tree will not live long.

How can a tree survive without roots, Qiao Yuan still understands this truth.

At this moment, the flames had been extinguished, and all the nearly 100 tiny vines had turned to ashes, leaving only eight vines in the lake.

Most of the tree's green branches and leaves had withered, and nearly eighty percent of the green leaves had fallen off in this short cup of tea.

The twenty-foot tree was almost a bare branch that stood there, and it looked very bleak, as if in a short period of time the place had gone from summer to winter.

But even so, the tree was still absorbing the aura from the aura vortex above it, but it didn't grow anymore.

The bare branches of the tree trembled, and I don't know if it was because of fear or anger, but suddenly, a dark green glow appeared in the center of the trunk of the tree.

The appearance of that light seemed to revitalize the tree, and its bare branches immediately sprouted green leaves, and in just a few breaths, the branches of the tree were once again covered with a layer of lush green leaves.

"Let me use the natal tree spirit, and you will die without redemption. ”

An angry roar came into Qiao Yuan's ears, and then a dazzling green light flickered on the big tree, and vines grew out of the trunk again.

After these vines grew, they extended indefinitely, rushing directly out of the canopy and rushing towards Qiao Yuan.

All of a sudden, the sky was once again filled with dense vines, and with a slight sweep, although there were not nearly a hundred, there were sixty or seventy of these vines.

At the same time, waves rolled up again on the temporarily calm surface of the lake, and fifteen waist-thick vines broke through the water, sealing Qiao Yuan's retreat.

This scene was exactly the same as the previous crisis, the only difference was that there were fewer vines surrounding Qiao Yuan.

When Qiao Yuan saw this scene, the pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly, and his expression showed shock, he never expected that this big tree would have such a strong regeneration ability.

"Natal Dryant?"

Qiao Yuan stared at the dark green light in the trunk of the big tree, gritted his teeth and said.

He knew that the reason why the tree was able to come to life so quickly was because of the dark green light.

This scene not only shocked Qiao Yuan, but also shocked the monks who were watching near the lake, and the rapid change of the situation made it a little difficult for them all to react.

After a while, everyone sighed, and they decided in their hearts that it would be difficult for Qiao Yuan to survive this time, after all, they all saw that Qiao Yuan was very weak.

However, although they believed in their hearts that Qiao Yuan would definitely die, their footsteps did not move, but their eyes widened, staring at Qiao Yuan to see whether he would close his eyes and wait for death, or make the fight before death.

Qiao Yuan's face was extremely pale, and although the spiritual power in his body had recovered a little, it was just a drop in the bucket for now, and it couldn't make him urge the Flowing Moon Fan again.

"Since you have life, then I will give you death. ”

When the vine was more than ten feet close to him, Qiao Yuan's eyes flashed with a thick killing intent and he roared.

Then he quickly pinched out the seal with both hands, and the little spiritual power in his body gushed out together, condensing towards his right index finger.

In an instant, an inch-long miniature hurricane condensed and formed at the tip of his index finger, and then Qiao Yuan's heart moved, and a wisp of the refined death qi under the golden spirit base in the dantian overflowed, merging into this miniature hurricane.

Because Qiao Yuan obtained the icicles that emitted the aura of death, there was no need to save at this moment, and his mind moved again, and there was a wisp of dying aura integrated into the miniature hurricane.

Time was urgent, and Qiao Yuan only had time to melt into two wisps of death.

These two wisps of death breath merged into the miniature hurricane, and immediately turned the colorless hurricane gray, and the gray swirled in it, and a sense of dead silence slowly spread.

The big tree in the distance felt this sense of dead silence, and the impact of its vines was sudden, but it was only an instant, and the vines rushed towards Qiao Yuan again.

Without thinking, Qiao Yuan's right hand was raised, and his index finger pointed at the approaching vines.

As soon as he pointed out, silently, the miniature hurricane broke away from Qiao Yuan's index finger and flew towards the vines at a rapid pace.

As soon as the miniature hurricane came into contact with the vines, the vines shattered inch by inch, and were directly twisted into pieces by the miniature hurricane.

At the same time, a trace of gray gas melted into the vines, causing the vines that had not broken to immediately show signs of withering.

Qiao Yuan didn't stop his hand, after pointing out this finger, his hands pinched the trick again, and the death qi poured out from the dantian again, forming a death finger.

Although this technique is strong and consumes less spiritual power, this technique is not suitable for group attacks, and a miniature hurricane can destroy more than a dozen vines.

Therefore, Qiao Yuan had to keep pinching the trick and pointing out the Death Evil Finger, once he stopped, those vines that were not contaminated by the Death Evil Qi would immediately drown him.

Fortunately, as long as those vines are contaminated by the breath of death, they will quickly lose their vitality and turn into a dead vine.

When the big tree saw this, its branches began to tremble violently again, and the small island had already split under this continuous trembling, and the small island of ten zhang was already less than seven zhang.

"Death to me!"

An angry roar came out, and the dark green light at the trunk of the tree immediately diffused into a circle of green light, and then dozens of vines flew out of the canopy again, heading straight for Qiao Yuan.

When Qiao Yuan saw this scene, his expression suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he secretly said in his heart.

"It's not good, with the natal tree spirit, this tree can grow vines all the time. ”

Thinking of this, Qiao Yuan raised his hand and pointed out, and in a flash, his figure rushed towards the island.

He wants to destroy this tree and take away the natal tree spirit, otherwise he will be consumed alive by this tree in this battle.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. ”

When the big tree saw Qiao Yuan coming straight to the island, he immediately let out a cold word.

Then the vines in the lake rose into the sky and chased directly towards Qiao Yuan, and at the same time, several arm-thick vines broke through the water on the lake in front of him and pumped towards Qiao Yuan.

With a wave of his left hand, Qiao Yuan directly took out more than twenty talismans, not all of which were fire talismans, but different types, including offensive talismans and defensive talismans.

Qiao Yuan didn't feel the slightest distress, and all these talismans were activated, the offensive talisman was thrown at those vines, and the defensive talisman was condensed into a Dao light curtain around him.

In an instant, the light above the entire lake flashed, and all kinds of spells whistled down on the vines, and there was a loud rumbling sound that shook all directions.

He was not far from the island, only seventy or eighty zhang, and when he was approaching, Qiao Yuan raised his hand, and the broken mountain stick appeared in his hand.

Without thinking, Qiao Yuan's heart moved, and the blood in his body immediately boiled, and the power of the God of War bloodline was directly urged to condense towards his right hand.

In an instant, Qiao Yuan's right hand holding the broken mountain stick turned red, and the blood vessels on the back of his hand squirmed rapidly, as if an extremely terrifying force was brewing inside.

His spiritual power was not much left, and the only thing he could use now was the power of his body.

Therefore, Qiao Yuan didn't dare to delay at all, and waved the broken mountain stick to make a semicircle in mid-air, falling directly towards the trunk of the big tree.

The big tree naturally knew how terrifying Qiao Yuan's stick was, its branches and leaves shook wildly, and the vines were like ten thousand snakes coming out of their holes, winding towards Qiao Yuan, bound to stop this stick.

The thudding sound echoed, and the vines that were entwined were as fragile as silk in front of the broken mountain sticks, and they couldn't stop them at all.

As for the vines coming from his side and behind, Qiao didn't even glance at them, allowing them to draw on the light curtain outside his body.

With a loud bang, Qiao Yuan's desperate blow finally landed on the trunk of the big tree.

At this moment, the big tree trembled violently, and a clicking sound came out, and the thick trunk suddenly broke off.

Then the island, which was almost crumbling, was torn apart and sank to the bottom of the lake, leaving only a large tree in a radius of two feet.

Qiao didn't look at the broken tree and the collapsed island from afar, but stared at the dark green light, and his body shook to the edge of the light, and grabbed it in his hand.

However, before he had time to check, there were three long rainbows in the distance, and at the same time, a long laugh spread in all directions.

"Haha...... , Fang Mou underestimated you again. ”