Jiang Mingzhu frowned, but there was no sign of surprise.
The Mingxuan Dao tree is extraordinary. Although it is surrounded by extremely strong spiritual energy, it is difficult to produce spiritual wisdom. It is subject to the checks and balances of the rules of heaven. But this aura is enough to turn the vines or weeds that grow with it into monsters, and their existence is difficult to detect when they are accompanying each other.
The Tao tree contains the power of the laws of heaven and earth, and even ordinary beings can rely on its power to derive extraordinary magical powers with their shallow spiritual intelligence.
At this time, Jiang Xueying's expression was calm, and the coldness in her body suddenly rose. A long halberd that looked like it was made of black ice appeared in her hand, and she headed towards the Ivy who wanted to cut off her waist with a whip.
A realm of ice spread out around her, and everything she entered seemed to be covered in ice and snow, and the flow of power and movement of her body slowed down. This was the power of her dojo.
Jiang Xueying had great magical power. She waved her halberd and moved across the blade. She cut off the green vines neatly with a cutting move, but more vines came to kill her.
Jiang Mingzhu raised a slightly cold smile at the corner of her mouth.
"Your Majesty Huizhen!"
Jiang Changyin responded and came out holding a red spiritual sword. It was a first-grade spiritual weapon. When he waved it, red smoke rose up, drawing out a cold blade light.
He appeared as fast as thunder and reached the top of the tree in an instant. However, he did not help Jiang Xueying, but struck one place with a sword.
There was a red light on the tip of the sword, the sword energy was solidified, and the sword light was divided, like thousands of long swords hitting that place together.
A figure was blasted out. There were some blood marks on his shoulders. His figure was quite embarrassed. He was a monk from a human race. He was in the middle stage of becoming a god. His face didn't look good at the moment.
Pei Xihe and Jiang Mingzhu have not taken action yet, but are observing the situation at this moment. It seems that the monk has also discovered the traces of the Mingxuan Dao tree and is coveting it.
Pei Xihe could clearly feel the injuries on his body. There were several marks of whipping on his torso, and his aura was the same as that on the ivy.
In this way, she knew in her heart that the monk had arrived here earlier than them and discovered the existence of the Tao tree. However, due to the surrounding dense fog, his power of perception was greatly limited. Once he got close, he would be chased by the vines.
The ivy transforming demon has been nourished by the same Dao tree for nearly a thousand years. Although it is not in the realm of demon power, it can use the power of the Tao tree as a continuous backup to assist in the transformation of magical powers. It can appear and disappear in the mist. God can die if he is not careful.
After Jiang Mingzhu and his party arrived, the fox drove the treasure mirror to break through the fog, which was equivalent to reducing the help of the vines. As a result, Jiang Xueying was destroying the vine demon with a destructive attitude.
The monk's covetous desire for the Tao tree's fruit would never die, and he hid in the dark waiting for an opportunity to seize it.
Now that they had exposed his hiding place, if he had escaped in time, they would not have killed him all. But if the evil intention persisted, the sword in Jiang Changyin's hand had already shown its murderous intent.
The monk was shocked and worried, but he was unwilling to retreat and quickly shouted to Jiang Mingzhu.
"I really need this urgently, and I hope you will be accommodating. I am a Taoist cultivator, and my Taoist name is Qiming."
He could tell that Jiang Mingzhu was the core of this group of people, and the two cultivators of the Transformation of Gods called him Young Master.
But Jiang Changyin didn't stop before Jiang Mingzhu said anything. The sword was terrifying, but it was condensed. It was as thin as silk thread, wisps piercing the air, carrying a murderous intention of death.
The cultivator named Qiming had no choice but to deal with it, with a condensed expression on his face, he pinched the seals in his hands, and immediately presented a solemn treasure to compete with the invading sword threads.
He continued: "This tree has four fruits. My disciples were injured and urgently needed the Tao fruits to refine elixirs to break through the realm and extend their longevity. However, Tongyang Tianxia is of little use. You and your group are only two Nascent Souls. Why can't you give me one?"
"My disciple's life is in danger. I hope you can give him more."
Being able to accurately find the location of the Dao tree, and having the ability to deal with the fog with treasured mirrors to break through obstacles, it can be seen that Jiang Mingzhu and his team had made sufficient preparations for this arrival.
The amount of energy this consumes can be understood with a little thought.
However, the cultivator of spiritual transformation from the Taoist sect was first peeping in the dark with bad intentions, and then he was at a disadvantage, but he spoke out and asked Jiang Mingzhu to give up a fruit, without saying a word about using his own resources in exchange.
Pei Xihe really finds this kind of person funny. If he had a big fist and defeated them all and then took them by force, they wouldn't be able to say no. But now they are so arrogant even though they are at a disadvantage. Could it be that they think the Taoist sect takes the face of the Taoist family seriously? That big?
Jiang Mingzhu heard his words, her amber eyes were crystal clear, her face was calm, and her lips were smiling.
"Then just tell him to die."
He's not her disciple, so what if it's ten times or a hundred times worse? joke.
"Your Majesty Huizhen, if he doesn't retreat, kill him."
These words were like sharp thorns, piercing Qiming's heart with torrential anger. However, a junior Nascent Soul dared to speak to him like this, but what was even sharper were the layers of sword shadows wielded by Jiang Changyin.
At this moment, Pei Xihe's body suddenly rose up, and fine black-gold runes appeared around her body. It was Shenwu's extremely fast magical power. She was so fast that she slashed it down with a knife, and the true meaning of immortality was like a long dragon out of the sea.
This opportunity was only possible because of Jiang Mingzhu's kindness. How could she stand aside and do nothing and finally enjoy the benefits?
In addition to the vines, the spiritual cultivator named Qi Ming came quietly and quietly with his aura just now, intending to take advantage of the chaos to seize the fruit of the Tao tree. As soon as she sensed it, Thunder took action.
Pei Xihe's whole body was full of magical power, and at first glance, he seemed to have the same power as any other spiritual cultivator.
The place where the blade struck, the calm space was suddenly like a mirror that had been severely damaged by a sharp object, showing a large number of cracks that were as dense as a spider web.
Bang!
The concealment technique was blown away, revealing the hidden figure inside.
It was a transformed god, exactly the demon cultivator Jiang Mingzhu had noticed before! This demon cultivator transformed into a human body. He was seven feet tall and extremely burly. His muscles were like those of a horned dragon. His face was covered with a layer of leopard print, making him look extremely wild.
And behind him was a golden elixir realm tiger demon, covered in pure white hair.
Pei Xihe's long sword suddenly came out, transforming into thousands of astonishing swords. Golden flames were attached around his body, scorching hot, causing the demon cultivator to tremble from his bloodline body.
The demon god comes to the world, and all demons bow their heads!
The leopard-print demon cultivator's mana was suppressed, and he had to fight in a panic. Jiang Mingzhu stood in the air, and a cyan bracelet on her wrist suddenly glowed with a dark light.
Babel vine, black hair!
The green silk was like a spiritual snake. The sharp tip of the vine flew directly into the void and appeared on the body of the demon tiger. Then it transformed into three and thousands, wrapping it tightly in an instant.
Although the demon tiger tried its best to resist, and there seemed to be a mysterious power reviving in the body to help it, Jiang Mingzhu was a Nascent Soul cultivator and suppressed it easily.
But at this moment, he received a message from Pei Xihe: "Don't kill this tiger."
