The next morning, Yunxiao and Cecilia had already entered the Black Swamp on the leaf boat, and last night they summoned the elves of the Gegen tribe and told everyone what had happened, so that the Gegen tribe could handle it on their own??? ??? ．?ｒａｎｅｎ`ｏｒｇ

The Patriarch of Luce assassinated the pilgrim guests at night, this kind of thing is not only unheard of, but also beyond the imagination of the elves, the elves who are so simple that they have no conspiracy and scheming, they will not even say a word of heavy words in their daily communication, the blades and arrows are only used against the strange beasts that intrude on the secret realm of the tribe, and the pilgrim guests must be entertained, how can there be such a cruel act?

Once the suspicion is planted, it will gradually sprout, and the assassination will be exposed, which is not a good thing for the Gegen tribe, if you don't understand how to live in peace, this suspicion will expand indefinitely, causing people to guard against each other, and the simple nature of the elf tribe will slowly disappear, and it may even gradually change the elf's self-existence in the world.

However, Yunxiao still chose to do this, even if it was a test for the entire elf clan, it was also a test for the Jianmu Ancestral Spirit.

The corpses of the elves covered in the green cocoon could no longer be taken out, so the Gegen tribe had to load them onto the leaf boat and send them to the depths of the black swamp, where they could return to the embrace of the ancestral spirits, and until this time, their faith in the sacred land of the ancestral spirits had not been lost.

As for the patriarch of Rus, he was imprisoned in a lonely treehouse, anyway, he was tossed by Cecilia, and his spiritual consciousness was already in chaos, and if he wanted to recover as before, he could only look at the creation of the years.

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Riding on the leaf boat, the clouds look around, the surface of the black swamp is as black as ink, but the sky is gloomy and dark, and the thick fog and smoke on the water surface are wafting.

In fact, Yunxiao has lost his way, and the elves have been passed down from generation to generation, and they only know that the ancestral spirit holy land is located in the black swamp, but they don't know the specific location. The Black Marsh is as large as the inland sea, and a flat boat drifts aimlessly, and it is likely that it will sink in it.

Yunxiao herself is not too worried, the real leader of this trip is Cecilia, last night she succeeded in inspiring the ancestral spirit, that kind of experience is enough to remember, if you want to find the ancestral spirit holy land in the black swamp, it is really necessary for her.

Cecilia was in retreat in this vast black swamp, and invoking ancestral spirits was a ritual that required the body and mind to enter a state of deep tranquility, similar to the meditation of Taoist practice.

And Yunxiao was on the Ye Boat to protect Cecilia's Dharma, and this retreat was nearly half a year. Wandering endlessly in the dark black swamp, that is, the cultivators can endure it, and if they become ordinary people, even if they don't die of hunger and thirst, I'm afraid they will get sick.

However, Yunxiao had a subtle feeling that Cecilia's summoning of the ancestral spirit was not without progress, perhaps Yunxiao was misled by Zhang Heguan's description from the beginning, and the Jianmu ancestral spirit was not a concrete and tangible tall tree, or that it would not be perceived by ordinary facial features.

Ye Zhou seems to have been circling in circles in the black swamp for half a year, but this circle is getting smaller and smaller, and the two of them are getting closer and closer to the center of the black swamp.

"It's time too. Yunxiao slowly stood up, holding Cecilia's single-edged blade in his hand, and looked towards Ye Zhou's floating back.

Movement mixed with the element, the clouds can perceive a surge of water in the distance, this unusual change, in the drift of half a year has not been heard, although the black swamp is gloomy, but also very pure.

When the water surface surges, the swing rhythm is very rhythmic, like a water snake swimming up, but in the blink of an eye, the number has skyrocketed, as if a line of flood tide has risen.

The clouds are extremely eye-catching, and you can vaguely see that in the rolling lake, there are really countless dark green branches flying and rolling, just like pulling up an old tree, turning over the soil, and seeing the dense root system, with a burst of earthy smell turning into the wind.

"It's really a tree. Yunxiao said indifferently, and immediately in front of the horizontal knife, he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and he was full of energy, the roots of the tree had not arrived, and the tide and waves had arrived first, Yunxiao jumped up, and Ye Zhou did not shake at all, as if the strength came out of thin air.

The clouds in mid-air slashed out horizontally, and a gust of wind blew up on the blade, and it immediately turned into a crescent-shaped qi blade, this is not a Dao Xuangong, but the power of pure physical explosion!

The air blade cracked out, a blow cut off the roots of the tree one hundred and ten, but it was only a drop in the bucket, the clouds were fearless and angry, with the help of the momentum of the fall, turned around and cracked out three knives, the knife momentum, around him exploded several times in succession, the lake was also affected by the air blade, rolling up the waves and hedged against the roots.

Under the exchange of the two, a burst of rain and mist exploded on the surface of the lake, and Yunxiao touched the water surface lightly, and was about to tread the water to withdraw, when the roots of the trees at the bottom of the water climbed, and he wrapped around Yunxiao's body and pulled him directly into the water!

"Okay, then fight you!" Yunxiao's arms smashed into the water like a hammer, the waves soared into the sky, and then his arms swirled like flying, faster than mosquitoes fanning their membrane wings, like two whirlwind water dragon carts and rattling iron oars, buzzing and roaring around him, constantly tapping the water surface one after another, almost taking Yunxiao's own body away, along with the underwater tree roots.

Since ancient times, the Kyushu Earth Immortal Master is not strong in physique and bones, but I am afraid that no one will easily regard the Earth Immortal Master as a flesh and blood body, as long as the Yunxiao talisman mana does not disperse for a day, then his body is the embodiment of his own mana cultivation, such as a party alone in the world, it is not easy to damage at all.

Yunxiao took advantage of this, and fought with the black hand behind the roots of the tree, and pulled it up, and at the same time set off a wave to push Cecilia's Ye Zhou away.

Although the roots of the tree are numerous, it is not easy to completely cover the clouds, and the clouds still have blades in their hands, and from time to time they crack out the air blades, and the heavy rain on the lake is pouring and the waves are endless.

After a few successive crashing sounds, the roots of the tree that wrapped around the lower body of the clouds finally could not bear the force of the pull, and broke under the water, no longer chasing the clouds.

Yunxiao snorted coldly, turned over and slapped the water like a barracuda gull bird, and approached Ye Zhou in a few vertical jumps. But at this time, only a long echo was heard, and the water in the distance suddenly surged, and it was not a wave, but a surging of the water surface together.

Looking back, I saw a huge figure slowly standing up...... Yes, it is the "figure", in the eyes of the clouds, this is a giant tree that is too tall to be fully accommodated by the horizon, with feet and arms, slender gray branches, like a person with tuberculosis, skinny and skinny, and struggling to wake up from the big bed of the black marsh.

Unable to allow the clouds to be surprised and admired, the giant tree swept along the surface of the lake with one hand, and the countless trees on the palm of the hand alone were equivalent to a forest. In the face of the difference in size, Yunxiao stood on the bow of the ship, raised his blade, and was about to break the enemy with one blow, when the blue light suddenly bloomed behind him, enveloping half of the world! )