"I'm sorry. ”

"This king has no intention of playing games with you tonight!"

The evil prince smiled at the evil demon of the Buddha as he spoke, and at the same time, his right hand quickly grabbed his waist, grabbed the piece of netherworld jade that had been hanging on his waist in front of him, and said in a hurry: "Netherworld jade, the spirit of the evil king, the Xuandan battle spirit, summon it with me, hurry!"

With the silent recitation of a mantra, the ghostly jade that was flowing in the aura was actually white in the night, and the white light emitted from the white jade plate scattered in all directions, making the entire Forgotten Ancient Pavilion as bright as day.

Knowing that his Netherworld Jade is also one of the top ten holy weapons in the Barbarian Realm, although he has the protection of the Ten Thousand Imperial Divine Flute, he can't underestimate the power of the Netherworld Jade.

Therefore, when he saw the white light, the Fan Sheng hurriedly turned into a cloud of green smoke and floated out more than ten feet.

After gaining a firm foothold, he immediately forced the power of goodness in his body into the jade flute, and after fusing the spiritual power contained in the jade flute, he held the flute body with his left arm and waved it forward.

A seemingly incomparable force poured out from the flute's body, and after a little momentum in the air, it turned into an ancient white axe and slashed towards the Forgotten Pavilion where Zigui was.

The soft force of the axe did not produce any strong wind, and the whole axe did not look particularly strong.

But when the white axe touched the ancient tree in front of the Forgotten Pavilion, the leaves that covered the ancient pavilion instantly turned to ashes at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and completely disappeared into the universe of heaven and earth with the night wind blowing in the mountains.

If you think that his giant axe, which is made from the qi of the supreme goodness and the aura of the Ten Thousand Imperial Divine Flutes, is just an embroidered pillow, then you are very wrong.

I believe that in the entire Barbarian Realms, including the Heavenly Emperor and the Demon Emperor, no one dares to underestimate the goodness of the Brahman.

How could an old opponent like Zigui not know the power of the Brahman?

Seeing the white giant axe attacking towards the ancient pavilion, although the strength was not strong, the overwhelming strength contained in the axe body was undoubtedly revealed under his Netherworld Eyes.

If he is really hit by his axe, then the entire Forgotten Pavilion will be shattered in the wind and rain, not to mention, I am afraid that even his own body may be damaged.

Therefore, at the moment when the white axe flew in, the Netherjade in his hand had also been quickly charged.

The white light emitted by the jade body gradually condensed into a human form at the first time, and the moment the white light retreated, these people who jumped out of the nether jade were completely exposed to the night.

The tall and burly figure is more than eight feet, and it seems that there are just as many as eight people in terms of numbers, each of them holding a Xuantian giant halberd in their hands, and there is a trace of evil aura on their bodies, which looks extremely powerful under the night.

"Guilin Eight Trees!"

Seeing this, the Van Sheng couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and sighed that there might be a fierce battle tonight.

About 10,000 years ago, when the Brahma Sage was just starting out, he had heard that there were eight protectors of the Southern Wilderness Evil Clan, collectively known as the Eight Trees of Guilin.

These eight trees are the eight sacred trees that grew together with heaven and earth when the heavens and the earth were opened.

After years of cultivating, these eight sacred trees transformed into human forms one after another, and united with the Netherworld Evil King at that time to establish the Southern Wilderness Barbarian Clan.

Although this Guilin Eight Tree is nominally the protector of the Southern Wilderness Evil Clan, in fact, its power is so great that it is not under the Netherworld Evil King at all.

Moreover, each of these eight trees is a spirit that has been cultivating for tens of thousands of years, and its own cultivation is so high that it has long surpassed that of ordinary gods.

In my memory, in that huge battle between gods and evils, at least ten or more of the ancient gods died at the hands of the Eight Trees of Guilin.

Later, thanks to the two gods of war, Fanxian and Fansheng, who stole the holy relics of the evil race, the Ten Thousand Imperial Evil Flutes, they led the gods to seize the territory and sealed all the evil royal families and strong people, including Guilin Bashu, in Xuandan Mountain.

Unexpectedly, 10,000 years later, Zigui actually relied on his super cultivation to temporarily break the seal and escape.

And his other magic weapon, the Netherworld Jade, brought out the powerhouses of the ancient evil clan such as Guilin Bashu.

The half-crippled Zigui is naturally far from being the opponent of the Brahman, but if you add the Guilin Eight Trees and the Netherworld Jade to help, then the ending may have to be rewritten.

It was too late, it was fast, and at the moment when the white giant axe was about to slash the Forgetting Pavilion, one of the eight trees standing at the forefront of the ancient pavilion, "Gradually leaving", had already raised the giant halberd in his hand without hesitation and greeted the Van Sheng giant axe.

The ancient aura contained in the giant halberd broke out with the dance of the gradual departure, mixed with the strength of Wanjun and the giant axe came to a head-on collision.

"Po ......"

It was very unexpected, after the two forces collided, there was no earth-shattering sound, but instead there was a soft sound of "pop".

After the white giant axe was blocked by the gradually departing Xuantian Giant Halberd, it immediately turned from one giant axe into two, attacking the head and feet of the detached one, the speed was so fast and the changes were strange that it was completely beyond the scope of ordinary people's cognition.

It is estimated that no one would have expected that the giant axe transformed by the Supreme Benevolence as Water Technique would automatically transform from one to two after it was released from human control, and it would be sensitive to attack different parts of the enemy, as if the Divine Divine Qi itself had life.

However, gradually leaving is obviously not a soft persimmon, although Guilin Yashu has always been famous for team battles, but over the years of cultivation, they have also created a good ability in individual combat.

And with tens of thousands of years of skill, even the most stupid and dull person is estimated to be not far behind.

When the giant axe of the Shangshan Ruoshui Trick was divided into two, the burly man gradually left a side flip that was actually dexterous and flew out, and the giant halberd in his hand flew out of his hand in response, and flashed twice in the air at a galloping speed, respectively, and cut the two giant axes into the invisible out of thin air.

And this Forgetful Pavilion, which had been sitting in the wind and rain for tens of thousands of years, was finally not destroyed by the fight of these ancient powerhouses.

Looking at the vigorous and ancient power movements of the Eight Trees in Guilin, the Fan Sheng, who was still full of confidence before, could only sigh secretly in his heart, a task assigned by the Emperor of Heaven may not be completed today.

"Come again!"

The five big and three coarse people were already standing under the tree and shouting at this time.

Van Sheng cautiously glanced at the eight people standing around the pavilion, and finally fell on Zigui's body.

The moment the two looked at each other, the corners of Zigui's eyes once again overflowed with a hint of evil smile, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Shanshan smiled: "Fansheng, do you still have the ability to kill me today?"

"Maybe I can't, but the Demon Bottle, I can!"

The Van Sheng pretended to respond calmly, but in his heart, he had already begun to think about how to escape from Xuandan Mountain later.