Their hearts were broken, and the two of them naturally couldn't die anymore and fell to the ground.
Ling Feng approached and wanted to check the corpse, but suddenly two balls of green light the size of eggs flew out of the hollow chest of the corpse and flew into the sacred tree garden.
"Sure enough, something is weird and I want to run away!"
Ling Feng's body flashed and he caught up with a ball of green light in an instant. Canglang's energy gathered in his palm and he caught the green light in his hand.
At this time, another group of green light suddenly escaped into the ground.
Ling Feng was too lazy to chase, and stared at the trembling green light in his hand. In addition to the pure Yimu Yuanjing, he also vaguely sensed the fluctuation of soul thoughts. It was very pure, but not much in quantity. It was only more powerful than the two innate early stage ones. If the master is stronger, it should be a soul mark. His soul thought penetrated, trying to search for the soul of this group of green light. However, the green light suddenly stopped struggling, and the fluctuations of soul thoughts inside disappeared without a trace.
"The soul brand annihilates itself, and so quickly, it must be an emergency measure that has been arranged in advance. It seems that the secret of the sacred tree is hidden in this green light!"
Ling Feng thoughtfully took out a cold jade bottle, put the Yimu Yuanjing into it, and then placed the Xumi bracelet in preparation for future research.
Immediately, he came to the two sacred tree guards and began to touch the corpses. Unfortunately, he found nothing except two high-grade sharp swords.
Ling Feng shook his head and walked towards the interior of the Sacred Tree Garden. After taking a few steps, he finally saw the true face of the sacred tree.
The existence form of this sacred tree is a bit like a big banyan tree. The branches grow aerial roots to support the branches, and then become independent trees, thus deriving this forest. Each tree is as big as three people can hug each other, and the middle trunk is almost as big as a house, with dense aerial roots tangled together.
It's a bit like a willow tree, with some soft branches that are similar to willow branches but with thick arms. The tree body is also wrapped with a kind of purple vine, with strange purple flowers blooming.
Of course, this was only what Ling Feng saw with his naked eyes. He used his soul to detect it, but he sensed an incredibly powerful demonic aura from the tree. It was far more powerful than the Black Water Black Snake, like an unparalleled giant demon!
Immediately, green figures holding swords flew from both sides of the sacred tree and quickly surrounded Ling Feng!
These are the sacred tree guards, there are nineteen of them, each of them has at least innate cultivation level, and four of them have orifice refining cultivation level.
The leader was a middle-aged man wearing cyan armor, whose Aoki Qi had reached its peak. He was the commander of the guards of the Divine Tree Garden. He stared at Ling Feng and said coldly: "A bold maniac, how dare you break into the Sacred Tree Garden without authorization, I will capture you quickly and save you from death!"
"hehe!"
Ling Feng smiled slightly, and his figure suddenly flashed past these sacred tree guards like a ghost. In an instant, he shot eighteen palms in succession!
There was a bang, and it sounded like eighteen more, and the eighteen sacred tree guards vomited blood and flew out. Their internal organs were shattered and they fell to the ground with no breath at all.
But the middle-aged man who was the commander of the imperial guards looked indifferent and remained motionless, with a sneer on his lips.
Immediately, the fallen sacred tree guards suddenly jumped up again, green light flashed in their eyes, and they swung their swords to kill!
Ling Feng's figure flashed, and he kept walking among the eighteen people like a phantom of a demon, shooting eighteen palms one after another.
This time he didn't hold back, and all he hit were the enemy's heads.
Bang bang bang, brains burst, heads were beaten to pieces, and the eighteen sacred tree guards could not die anymore!
At this time, balls of green light quickly flew out from the corpse and headed towards the main trunk of the sacred tree.
The Yimu Yuanjing contained in these green light groups is a rare wood treasure, and it is also very useful in tempering the physical body. How could Ling Feng be willing to let it go? His figure flashed and he quickly pursued, but only caught two groups of green light.
Immediately, Ling Feng's ice-cold soul power condensed and froze the two groups of Yimu Yuanjing, collected them in a cold jade bottle, and put them into the Sumeru bracelet.
At this time, the imperial guard gathered his true energy and produced a green sword light. His figure flashed and he swung his sword to slash towards Ling Feng.
Ling Feng's figure flashed and he kicked in the air as fast as lightning, hitting the chest of the Imperial Guard Commander.
With a bang, the guard commander's chest collapsed, vomited blood flew out, all his internal organs were damaged, and his energy was like a gossamer!
However, the leader of the Imperial Guard suddenly had a green light on his body, and his energy surged, almost to the level of the early stage of Wuzong. He immediately grasped the green sword, jumped up, and the sword in his hand surged, and he quickly slashed towards Ling Feng.
Ling Feng used Netherworld Ghost Step, and his figure flashed and appeared behind the commander of the guards.
As soon as the guard commander turned around, he was kicked in the chest again and flew out with a bang. However, as if nothing was wrong, he stood up again and swung his sword towards Ling Feng.
"Huh!"
A trace of surprise flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. The kick he just kicked on this man's chest seemed to have a soft layer of skin, removing nearly half of the domineering power from his feet.
The Sumeru bracelet on Ling Feng's left wrist, which Ling Feng guessed was made of wood, suddenly burst into dazzling white light, and the Cold Dragon Sword appeared in Ling Feng's hand.
Immediately, his figure flashed and appeared beside the commander of the imperial guards. He slashed with the cold dragon sword and a head flew out instantly.
At this time, a ball of green light the size of a fist quickly flew out from the chest of the guard commander!
Ling Feng had expected it, and with a flash of his figure, he grabbed the green light and felt the pure Yimu Yuanjing in it. He looked overjoyed, and immediately used the power of Xuanshui to erase the imprint of the soul in it, and took out A cold jade bottle was put away. This ball of Yimu Yuanjing is five or six times thicker than the two balls he collected just now, and it is extremely pure. It is two or three times more powerful than the Yuan Ning Dan, which is not a small gain.
At this time, Ling Feng began to clean the battlefield and collect the weapons that fell on the ground. Among them were fourteen high-grade weapon-level swords, four inferior-grade magic weapons that were strengthened to +8, and one inferior magic weapon that was enhanced to +15.
Immediately, Ling Feng checked the corpses and did not find a mustard bag. However, he found that the skin of the deceased was shriveled, as if the corpses had been drained of their essence by evil powers. Ling Feng guessed that those green demonic seeds inspired the essence of these sacred tree guards at the last moment to fight for him. This sacred tree is by no means a good thing. Those demonic power seeds containing Yimu Yuanjing are probably absorbing human essence to grow. Finally, when these demonic power seeds mature, they will drain their essence and return to the sacred tree itself.
Ling Feng thought of this and walked to the main trunk of the sacred tree, preparing to cut off this harmful tree with his sword.
At this moment, the branches of the surrounding sacred tree suddenly extended rapidly, like a dragnet, and shot towards Ling Feng at high speed.
Ling Feng swung his sword and cut off the branches one by one.
Those fallen branches turned into blue spiritual energy and dissipated, but the broken branches continued to grow and still attacked Ling Feng.
These branches are extremely hard, comparable to inferior magic weapons. If the cold dragon sword hadn't reached the fifth level of sharpness, the sword would have curled up at this moment.
And there were too many branches, dozens or hundreds of them, and they kept attacking. Even with the magic weapon in hand, Ling Feng was gradually outnumbered. He was caught by a branch, and soon one branch after another tied up Ling Feng. , wanting to strangle him to death. chapter;
