Zhang Yuanhao's eyes flashed with coldness, and his heart was alive, if this person died, then this huge luck would also belong to him.

"Xiao Xin'er, look at it carefully, this is what I will teach you next!"

Mondol smiled and spoke, looking at Long Xin, his old hand trembling and stretching out, with a bamboo stick spread out on it. As soon as it was thrown into the air, the bamboo stick shot into the towering cage in the woods.

"Yin Order, move the palace!"

The bamboo stick shot at a giant tree in the northwest direction, and then was engulfed by the golden spiritual power words. In a moment, the gap between the giant trees suddenly shortened, almost sticking together. Fang He was even more frightened and hurriedly stepped back and stood in the center of the wooden prison.

"What do you want to do?" Fang He roared a little inwardly, "If I die here, your entire tribe will be buried for me!"

Mondol didn't even look at him, and a bamboo stick appeared in his hand: "Yang Yao, move Xun Palace!"

The bamboo sticks flew to the giant tree in the southeast, and suddenly the tree prison began to change again, and countless branches grew out of the giant tree, like tentacles tightly wrapped around the Fang River.

The spirit weapon halberd in Fang He's hand danced, and a piece of fire came out from above, cutting off the countless branches that spread in an instant, and the flames stuck to the broken branches and burned continuously, burning the large branches black, but they couldn't stop the branches that spread at all. In an instant, the blue tide-like roots and branches firmly tied Fang He and tied it into a zongzi.

Fang He's eyes kept changing, and countless expressions were revealed, as if he had a lot to say. But the branches tied him tightly, revealing only a pair of eyes and a nose outside.

"Up and down, listen to my pardon, the north and the south will leave, and the life will be endless!"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard an extremely suppressed snort from the tree prison, revealing endless horror and despair. Zhang Yuanhao looked up, and Fang He kept struggling and twisting his body, his eyes were full of pleading.

I saw that on the root branch that wrapped Fang He's body, a trace of fiery red spiritual power halo spread, Zhang Yuanhao was very familiar with that breath, it was Fang He's spiritual power breath.

The fiery red spiritual power hairspring continued to overflow from Fang He's body, and then was continuously drawn onto the nine towering giant trees, making the golden spiritual power words brighter and brighter.

Bang!

A subtle sound came, like the sound of porcelain breaking on the ground, if it weren't for Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual sense released at this moment, he wouldn't be able to hear it clearly.

"How is it, do you want to learn?" asked Long Xin with a smile.

Long Xin's big eyes flashed, hesitated for a moment, and then glanced at Zhang Yuanhao: "I want to learn!"

"Haha! If you want to learn, you have to listen to me, first you have to follow me in the Sunmara tribe for three years, would you like to?" asked Mondol kindly.

When Long Xin heard this, he frowned, a little embarrassed, but Zhang Yuanhao immediately rushed to say: "Senior, I agreed for Long Xin!"

"No, Master, we still have to go to the Golden Wing Tribe and the Medicine King Palace!" Long Xin was anxious, his eyes were a little red, and he pulled Zhang Yuanhao's sleeve and said.

Zhang Yuanhao ignored her, but bowed respectfully to Mondol, and said in a sincere tone: "Senior, although Long Xin is not talented, but she has excellent understanding, you just need to add a little more, I believe she will inherit your mantle and carry it forward!" ”

"That's fine, it's a big problem for you, you can do what you want to do with peace of mind!" Mondol looked at Zhang Yuanhao and said with a smile.

Zhang Yuanhao's heart sank, and he said: "In this way, I thank my predecessors!"

Seeing Long Xin pouting and looking unhappy, Zhang Yuanhao stepped forward, touched her head, leaned over and said to her, "Xin'er, don't blame the master for making decisions for you without authorization." Master doesn't have enough ability to protect you now, when I come back from the Golden Wing Tribe this time, after successfully building the foundation, I will definitely come to pick you up at the end of the three-year period, and then we will go back to Cangfeng Country together!"

Long Xin's eyes were a little moist, she flattened her mouth, and said in a glutinous voice: "Master, remember to pick me up after three years!"

"Haha, there is a way that a short parting is for a better meeting! Zhang Yuanhao, you go, this person no longer has the strength to build a foundation, you can easily defeat him in the big array!"

Mondol beckoned to Long Xin, who obediently walked behind him, but his eyes were still looking at Zhang Yuanhao, quite resentful.

Zhang Yuanhao hugged the old figure of Mondol, and then stretched out his hand, and the Huoyuan sword flew up, carrying him like a sharp arrow into the tree prison.

Due to the influence of Yuan Magnetism, Zhang Yuanhao could only fly to a height of more than ten meters. But the tree prison seemed to have spirituality, and as soon as Zhang Yuanhao approached it, the golden spiritual power text wriggled and separated a gap for Zhang Yuanhao to pass through.

Controlling the Fire Yuan Sword into it, as soon as Zhang Yuanhao entered, he felt relieved, and without the influence of the power of Yuan Magnetism, he could fly normally.

Zhang Yuanhao's imperial sword hovered in the tree prison, and he sensed a majestic wood attribute aura, which was extremely rich.

In the center of the tree prison, Fang He, who was firmly bound by countless branches, saw Zhang Yuanhao, and his eyes immediately widened, as if he had something to say.

Zhang Yuanhao just wanted to speak, but he only felt a thick spiritual power rushing down from the top of his head, pouring into his limbs from the Baihui acupoints above his head, and the majestic wood attribute spiritual power washed over his body, making him feel as if he was a few years younger, and his body was more energetic.

Suddenly, his spiritual sense moved, and he found that the golden words and the nine towering giant trees in the tree dungeon seemed to be connected with him, and he could manipulate part of the dungeon area through his spiritual sense, controlling the movement of its roots and branches.

As soon as his mind moved, the countless branches that bundled Fang He scattered in all directions, turning into a trace of pure wood attribute aura and merging into the nine giant trees.

Boom!

Fang He shattered the foundation of the road and couldn't walk in the air, and when the branch was loosened, it fell straight down and fell heavily to the ground.

"Zhang Yuanhao, what do you want to do!"

Fang He was shocked and frightened, without the cultivation of the foundation realm, he didn't even dare to make a move in the face of Zhang Yuanhao.

"Lord Fang, the villain just wants to know, why are you following me?" Zhang Yuanhao's Huoyuan Sword moved under his feet, and he floated to Fang He.

"I ......" Fang He stopped talking, gritted his teeth and looked at Zhang Yuanhao, "You swear to the demons in your heart, if I tell you the truth, you must let me go!"

Zhang Yuanhao was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay! I promise you!"

Then, Zhang Yuanhao squeezed out a drop of soul blood from the center of his eyebrows, repeated Fang Cai's oath, and waited until the blood turned into a blood mist and dispersed, then he looked at Fang He.

Swearing to the inner demons is a taboo, if you don't do it, when the monk ascends to the great realm, the inner demons will break out, making people almost unable to break through the realm for the rest of their lives, which is a very common oath method in the cultivation world.