Zhao Yuan saw the white-haired woman exposed in the black robe.

That woman was actually Zhao Ya'er, who disappeared in the accident in Shenmu City before.

"Smack!"

Seeing the white light shooting towards Zhao Yuan, who was looking at him with dementia, Mu Youkun immediately shot to block it.

At the same time, he looked at Zhao Ya'er, who was in a black robe and white hair, and said, "Reverse field force?"

The white light fell to the ground, and it turned out to be a silver needle.

Zhao Yuan took a step forward and shouted, "Little sister, is that you?"

Fang Zheng glanced at Zhao Yuan and sneered: "Zhao Ya'er has died a long time ago, and this woman is now my toy." ”

Zhao Yuan shouted: "You fart!

He waved his hand, and suddenly the dense silver needles emitted white light and flew towards Fang Zheng.

"I can't help myself!"

Fang Zheng sneered, and with a wave of his hand, his temple branch turned into a black beat.

With just one shot, the empty silver needles were all knocked down by the black beat.

The silver needle fell to the ground, and immediately shook non-stop, and suddenly closed, and turned into a silver spear, stabbing at Fang Zheng again.

With this change, Fang Zheng's face suddenly changed.

How can ordinary weapons have such a change of division and integration?

He could immediately see the difference in the silver spear.

While!

The silver spear collided with his temple branch in the air, splattering sparks with sparks.

With this collision, Fangzheng's eyes changed from surprise to greed.

This silver spear collided with his temple branch, but it was not damaged at all, but it flew back into Zhao Yuan's hand with a flick.

This is a fragment of the temple!

Judging by its quality, it is definitely above the ninth level!

This is an important part of the temple, where the intelligence is perfected and can change attacks on its own!

He immediately determined the origin of the silver spear in Zhao Yuan's hand.

"An ant like you deserves to have something like this, bring it to Lao Tzu!"

Fang Zheng was about to take down Zhao Yuan, but some people were unwilling.

Mu Youkun said predictively: "You anti-bone boy, you have come to our sect to destroy it several times, and today is your death date!"

As he spoke, a huge black tree appeared above his head.

Zhao Yuan held a silver spear, pointed at Fang Zheng and shouted, "Hurry up and return my little sister to me!"

Mu Youkun waved his hand and said, "Xiaoyuan, don't get excited, you step back and help the two masters drive away the Blue Worm King!"

Zhao Yuan glared at Fang Zheng viciously, saluted Mu Youkun slightly, and turned towards the Blue Worm King to kill.

Fang Zheng said: "What? You old immortal want a pair of six?"

Mu Youkun didn't answer, but just urged the giant tree above his head and pressed down violently towards Fang Zheng.

The branch hall of the square temple has changed countless times, and it is immediately fighting with Mu Youkun.

The five people behind him retreated slightly, giving up a large piece of space, and did not join the battle circle.

The Green Worm King slammed into the "field" of the heart of the world tree a few times, but to no avail, he immediately shifted his target and began to attack Gu Biyun, who was closest to him.

Zhao Yuan joined the battle circle to drive away the Blue Worm King at the right time, and attacked with Gu Biyun and Hu Lianshan.

At this moment, the two battle circles rolled and rolled, turning this place into black dust, covering their eyes and avoiding the light.

Cheng Mo fell into the heart of the World Tree, and he suddenly seemed to have come to a strange world.

In this world, his thinking is infinitely elongated, and every thought has to be exhausted, he saw his sister Mo Ling outside, and at this time he was anxious but helpless.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in his head: "Thank you!"

When this voice sounded, Cheng Mo immediately returned to normal, his thoughts were no longer blocked, and he asked suspiciously:

"Who's talking? Let me out! Let me out!"

The voice said, "I am the mind of the World Tree. Young man, don't worry, I have something to ask you!"

Cheng Mo was surprised, he couldn't imagine that the idea of this World Tree had not been wiped out by that fire.

But he was only stunned for a moment, and then shouted, "I promise you!

At this time, he felt as if he was floating in the void, without a trace of borrowing power around him, and if he wanted to fly and move, his mental power could not work.

World Tree said: "Young people are always so anxious, do you know what I'm going to say?"

Cheng Mo struggled to no avail, so he had to ask honestly: "What is it?" I will definitely help you do it!"

World Tree said: "Back then, I asked a young man to help me clean up the pests in the trunk of the tree, and he did a good job, but his descendants are not as good as the next generation. In recent decades, it has intensified its efforts, placing mutated green worms on my body instead of artificial ones. The green worm multiplied rapidly, and now my torso is so broken that it has become a nest for the green worm. I'd like to ask you to help me get rid of these mutated green worms, would you like to?"

Cheng Mo immediately nodded and said, "I'm very willing, you can let me out now!"

The World Tree said, "Do you know what kind of fire you collected?"

Cheng Mo shook his head and said, "I haven't had time to check this yet, do you know Grandpa Shu?"

Hearing the title of Grandpa Tree, the World Tree actually let out a laugh: "The person back then also called me like this, I really miss it!." ”

After a slight pause, the World Tree continued: "The fire you collected is the rare samadhi fire in this world, if you hadn't come in time, I'm afraid my mind would have been refined by this fire. And those mutated green worms are most afraid of this samadhi fire. ”

"Samadhi fire?" Cheng Mo was suddenly a little puzzled and asked, "I only know that there is a samadhi true fire, but what kind of fire is this samadhi fire?"

The World Tree explained: "The samadhi true fire is cultivated by monks and has spirituality, while this samadhi fire is spontaneously combusted by heaven and earth, which is generally called fire, and it is also an excellent material for cultivating the samadhi true fire. ”

Cheng Mo was overjoyed when he heard this, and he said, "I am about to succeed in cultivating the Samadhi True Fire, and I ask Grandpa Shu to help me take a look!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt light, and his telekinesis suddenly regained control.

"Grandpa Tree, please look. ”

Cheng Mo stretched out his fingers, and a wisp of flame burned from his fingertips, but there was no temperature at all.

The World Tree said: "Yes, yes, your Samadhi True Fire has been initiated, and with the help of this Samadhi Fire, you will soon be able to cultivate to the Dacheng Realm!

Cheng Mo said: "Grandpa Shu, I still have very important things to go out, so I can't delay here for too long!"

World Tree said: "Don't worry about this, it's still very easy for me to control the flow of time." ”

And so it was?

Can this World Tree really control the flow of time?

Cheng Mo's heart was jumping, and just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, he felt that his whole thinking began to pause again, and his thoughts could not be condensed.

After a while, the sensation disappeared and returned to normal.

The World Tree said: "Okay, let's start now, I didn't expect that this time it was a little difficult, and the origin of the world seems to be thinner than before." ”

Cheng Mo knew in his heart that this situation was of course caused by the Endless Temple.

But this was not the time to speak, time was pressing, so he immediately gathered his breath and began to cultivate.

According to the requirements of the World Tree, he released the samadhi fire little by little and integrated it into his own true fire, and the pain of being burned by the fire is needless to say.

The samadhi fire was very tyrannical, just releasing a spark, all of which were radiant, Cheng Mo's good clothes, and he was burned as soon as he came and went.

The World Tree also helped him to use this samadhi fire to burn his flesh and make his body stronger!

I don't know how long it has been, Cheng Mo has cultivated the Samadhi True Fire, and he has no concept of time at all, but he knows that the World Tree will not deceive him, and the time flow rate of the space he is in at this time must be much higher than that of the outside world.

He felt as if he had been cultivating for thousands of years, and it was as if he had cultivated for a moment, and he had lost his concept of the changes in the entire time!

Suddenly, Cheng Mo opened his eyes, and the skin of his entire body was slightly red, and a trace of sparks rushed out of it.

Then he shook his body violently, and immediately more sparks were shaken out of his skin, and these sparks gathered and did not disperse, and he reached out and sucked them in, and all entered a black hole that appeared from his palm.

Cheng Mo moved his limbs, and felt that there was endless power surging, and the strength of his physical body alone had already surpassed the level of the seventh realm of qigong returning to the qi realm!

After closing his eyes for a moment, Cheng Mo grinned and said, "Grandpa Shu, do you know the Temple of Time?"