"The power of the prairie fire!"

Sima Tai smiled and turned all the wood elements into fire, and suddenly it was like a god of fire descending from the sky, standing up to the sky. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Do you think that's what I can do? Destroy your old roots first!"

The fire of the prairie is on fire, and the scene is a sea of fire, and with the sword intent of the sword without style, the old roots on the ground are wiped out in an instant, and the fire is monstrous and the female tree body is also included in it.

The female tree quickly sprouted new roots around her, turning over the land, protecting herself while strengthening the dome to surround Sima Taixiao.

The dome was layer after layer, and Sima knew that with his current cultivation, he was only afraid that no matter how strong the fire was, he would eventually be oppressed into slag. He swung his sword to weaken the dome's thickness as he waited for his moment.

Although Ken Wushi in mid-air couldn't see the inside of the dome, he knew everything inside under the shroud of sword intent. In order to help Sima, the sword has no style to fully mention the inner yuan, and the immortal foundation attracts the movement of heaven and earth.

"Ten thousand swords grieve together!"

The bears and bears scattered out, and even formed ten thousand swords to cover the sky, and under the order of the sword Wushi, it shook the dome.

"Puff, puff, puff......"

After the rapid and frequent cutting sounds, the thickness of the dome had been cut in half.

At the same time, Sima Tai in the middle of the house smiled and estimated that the dome was almost shrinking, and seized the opportunity to reproduce the extreme move.

"It's now, Sparks!"

Sparks were released, and countless lights filled the entire enclosed space.

"Boom!"

There was a "boom", and the earth trembled with a powerful blast, and the stumps and branches splashed, and the dome was blown into a dilapidated state and no longer formed. Of course, if there is no sword Wushi to help cut off half of the thickness of the dome, I am afraid that Sima's move will only be a squib. The female tree had surrounded herself with its roots before the explosion, and she was still scorched by the explosion.

The heart of the female tree lit up with a blood-red color, and the blood-red flower emitted a bewitching brilliance, and then I saw the charred skin on the female tree slowly peel off and grow smooth new skin again.

The female tree cried for a while, and the broken roots and branches that had been blown up by Sima grew and intertwined again.

Sima Taixiao, who had tried his best, was already difficult to renew, and he raised his head and shouted: "Big brother, success or failure depends on you!"

The sword in mid-air Wushi had a mind, "Taixiao, I won't let your efforts go to waste." ”

The dome has been blown up, and now is the perfect time to get rid of the female trees. Jian Wushi will collect the sword intent into the Zhu Qing Sword, and then praise the immortal Yuan Gong, the power of the sword god, and the extreme trick is emerging!

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Nothing, Sigh Zhu Heart!"

A sword of the sky broadens the meaning of heaven and earth, and the vast momentum of ghosts and gods is easy, and a sword stabs out to urge the barrier to break through.

The female tree built several thick walls with its roots and branches, trying to stop it. But these seemingly indestructible barriers were like paper after encountering the earth-shattering sword, and they were completely powerless.

Sigh Zhu Xin's move broke through the layers of barriers, and instantly pierced the forehead of the female tree, and the female tree fell unwillingly.

After the battle of "Finally over ......", Sima collapsed to the ground.

Jian Wushi came to Sima's side and cast a concerned look, "Taixiao, how are you?"

Sima squeezed out a smile, "I'm fine, it's just that Yuan Yuan is trying his best, and I'll be fine after a while." With that, he sat cross-legged to recover.

Jian Wushi was shocked, "How can you say it's okay when the yuan power is exhausted, I'll help you!"

It is no wonder that Jian Wushi is worried, if Yuan Gong is exhausted, his life will be in danger if he is not careful. Jian Wushi came to Sima Wushi's back to praise and help him recover, but at the moment of contact, he was surprised that Sima Neiyuan recovered very quickly. He didn't know that Sima still had Tu Yuan in his body and was not worried about his life, but his strength was just exhausted and exhausted all of a sudden. Moreover, Sima had a sigh in his body, and he recovered extremely quickly.

After a while, Sima got up and thanked, "Thank you, big brother, for your help." ”

Jian Wushi smiled: "It seems that I am too worried, I didn't expect that Taixiao you have such a peculiar inner yuan, it is for my brother to do this too much." ”

Sima only smiled and didn't say much, but when he saw that his breath was still stable and normal after the sword battle, he couldn't help but admire.

At this time, the female tree that collapsed not far away moved again, she squirmed on the ground with difficulty, looking at Sima and the two with hatred, but no matter how she struggled, she still couldn't get up, but a faint voice came from her mouth from time to time, like crying and complaining, as if accusing the two.

"I'm not dead, so I'm not dead?" Sima instinctively jumped back.

"Alas, it's the last time to shine back. ”

Hua Qiluo floated out and came to the dying female tree, and she slowly leaned over, her eyes full of pity. The female tree looked at her stupidly, as if she wanted to say something.

"Alas, we got it wrong after all. If I hadn't hated it back then, I wouldn't have given birth to you to suffer for me, and all of this would have ended a long time ago. ”

"You and I are one, I know that you have only suffered for the unswallowable hatred in your heart for so long, I'm sorry for ......"

"Let go of hatred, you and I should not exist in the world after all, let all right and wrong go with us. In the end, we just fell in love with someone we shouldn't love, but that person doesn't just belong to you and me, and we shouldn't regret loving it, so why bother with it now......"

Hua Qiluo's tears dripped down, and every word seemed to release the burden of a thousand catties in her heart, "Come with me......"

The female tree's eyes were no longer empty, but left two lines of blood and tears, and the heart of dying finally let go of hatred. Hanakira smiled faintly, and she gently stroked the female tree's cheek, and the female tree closed her eyes peacefully. A little bit of spiritual light emanating from the female tree is the redemption and liberation of the self.

"Thank you for ......"

Thousands of words are all in four words, Hua Qiluo said goodbye to the two quietly, and also turned into a little spiritual light and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Sighing that the world is impermanent, saying a word of red dust and many disasters, this tragedy that has been entangled for thousands of years has finally come to an end, all the plants in the valley of flowers gradually withered, and only a touch of bright red was left in the trunk of the female tree, as if to tell the world, "I have existed ......"

Seeing Sima take out the bright red flower, Jian Wushi couldn't help asking, "What do you want her to do?"

Sima smiled mysteriously: "Nature is useful." ”

Jian Wushi didn't ask anymore, he took out the Zhiyi Qiluo in his arms, "Taixiao, here you go." ”

Sima took the blue flower and said with a smile: "Thank you, big brother, this time the old brother is saved." ”

"You deserve it, no need to thank me. ”

Sima wrapped two small flowers of the same shape and color with wooden yuan, and then put them away properly.

The Flower-Seeking Valley, which had lost its domination, was finally shattered and disappeared, and Sima and the others were already in the night. There was no day and night in the Valley of Flowers, and they knew they were out.

The Valley of Flowers was gone forever, and all that remained on the ground was the boundary monument and the withered torso of the female tree, telling the two that it was not a dream.

Sima looked at the boundary monument and muttered: "The three lives are fortunate to know each other, and the seventh generation has no choice but to hate parting. Alas...... "He picked up the extraordinary and carved a line of small words on the boundary monument: A red dust incident, how many people have suffered.

Jian Wushi was also quite touched in his heart, and he also left a line under the words engraved by Sima: Every red dust incident is a bitter infatuated lover.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and sighed softly.

This time the matter has come to an end, Zhiyi Qiluo has also been found, and it is time to go back to treat Duan Shanyue. He looked at Jian Wushi and asked, "Big brother, do you have a place to go if you come out again this time?"

Jian Wushi looked at Xinyang, who had already revealed a corner of the sky, and said lightly: "Five hundred years, it's time for me to go and see Huayu." ”

Sima knew that Jian Wushi was going to worship his deceased wife, but he was no longer worried that Jian Wushi would fall into depression again, and he believed that he would achieve a different style if he came out again.

Sima patted Jian Wushi's shoulder and smiled: "Big brother, if you want to find me, you can go to Duxian Mountain." ”

"Oh, Duxian Mountain, no wonder Taixiao has such a ability at a young age, it turns out that you are a master disciple of Duxian Mountain. ”

Sima laughed, "Big brother knows about Duxian Mountain?"

"I've heard of it. ”

"Oh......" Sima still has important matters, so it is inconvenient to delay, so he bowed at the moment: "I still have to go to deliver medicine to save people, big brother, I will leave first." Before leaving, Sima didn't forget to advise: "Don't forget to come to Duxian Mountain to find me!"

Looking at the light of Sima Escape, Jian Wushi smiled knowingly.

Thousands of miles of wind,

The country is rarely alone,

Heaven and earth despise no man,

The rivers and lakes ask the whereabouts of the heroes.

The sword is generous and chic, and it disappears into the sky along with the poem.

After the two left, the new sun rose, and the first rays of sunlight shone on the withered torso of the female tree, only to hear a cry from inside the heavens and the earth, as if announcing his birth.

The withered bark peeled off, revealing a baby inside.

Crying again, heaven and earth mourn together, and at the same time, all the monks in the war domain inexplicably felt a wave of sorrow welling up in their hearts.

The three crying babies actually grew up, staring around with ignorant eyes, as if they were examining all beings.

The distant little novice suddenly felt a pang in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's still here after all......