Chapter 192 The Immortal Tree

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A snow-covered mountain peak towers into the sky, standing in a vast white mist. The red sun in the void shines on the mountain peak, and the white snow looks particularly beautiful under the red sun.

On the top of this mountain, there is a towering tree with tangled roots. This towering giant tree seemed to wither at any moment, with a few dry and broken leaves hanging on the branches, but there were still a few purple-black spiritual fruits hanging among the broken leaves.

The surface of these ink-colored spiritual fruits is gleaming with color, as if they contain endless vitality.

A strong wind blew by, but the dry branches of the towering giant trees remained motionless. They seemed to be unable to feel the breath of the strong wind, and the roots of the giant trees looked extremely terrifying. The numerous bones submerged in the white snow exuded a cold breath, and also It makes this towering tree look a bit weird.

If Jining sees this towering tree that seems to be dying at any time, he will definitely be shocked, because this towering tree is the immortal sacred tree of the three sacred trees.

He also knew the reason for the numerous bones surrounding the towering tree.

The Immortal God is not a spiritual creature in this world. It can only live in the fairy world with fairy spirit. The existence of this immortal tree in this world should be due to the nourishment of flesh and blood from these powerful spiritual practices.

On the top of this mountain, three powerful demon monks stood not far from the towering tree. They were the Blood Demon Wei Chen and the other two demon saints. At this time, they looked at the Immortal Tree with extremely pious expressions, and then As if waiting for something.

Not long after, the void around the mountaintop was suddenly covered with dark clouds and thunder and lightning.

Gradually, a shadow appeared in the dark clouds in the sky. As the shadow appeared, the lightning and thunder in the sky became more dense. The shadow surrounded the immortal tree with eager eyes.

But this phantom did not dare to get too close to the Immortal Tree. It seemed that the aura of the Immortal Tree made him very afraid.

"Lord Demon Ancestor!"

The three of them greeted respectfully.

The shadow in the dark cloud turned to look at them, and then said slowly in a harsh and unpleasant voice: "Thank you for your hard work, if you can make the holy fruit of the Immortal Tree mature this time, the ancestor will agree to your terms. "

"yes!"

After hearing this, the three of them all looked surprised and thanked them profusely.

After the phantom finished speaking, it disappeared along with the black clouds in the sky.

"Brother Wei, you told me Brother Hetian before that you would gain something from coming to Beiyuan this time, but what did the Demon Ancestor say just now?" One of the demon cultivators asked with a smile.

"Brother Qi, do you still remember that before the hunting in Beiyuan, you and I received two phantom figures?" Wei Chen said.

"You mean those two low-level monks from the human race?" the monk who spoke just now asked in surprise.

Wei Chen put away his smile and said slowly: "Low-level monks? If you had seen their performance with your own eyes, Brother Qi wouldn't have said that. Wei once did something unbelievable in the galactic storm. One of them actually emerged from the death storm. Leave safely!"

The demon cultivator surnamed Qi and the demon cultivator surnamed Tian were startled. They knew how powerful the death storm was. If they fell into it, they didn't dare to say they could leave safely. And the strength of this human monk was only in the realm of the demon king. How could he do it? Did it?

"Even the great monks in the Demon Saint realm dare not say that they can escape safely after falling into the death storm. The strength of these two human monks should be in the Demon Lord realm, and they are able to escape the strong gravity of the death storm. Could it be that this person has Possess a powerful space magic weapon?" The monk surnamed Tian said in disbelief.

Wei Chen nodded and said: "This is the only explanation, and his space treasure is definitely not an ordinary thing!"

The demon cultivator surnamed Tian continued: "Not to mention the vastness of Beiyuan, looking for him is like looking for a needle in a haystack. But even if you and I find him, and he has such a powerful space magic weapon, how can you and I capture him?"

"Two human monks went on an adventure and came to the Valley of Purgatory. Naturally, they did not do it randomly. Wei thought that their goal should be the holy object in front of them. And one of the human monks escaped from the death storm that day and should have paid an unbearable price. The price. If they dare to come here, I won't believe they have three heads and six arms!" Wei Chen said with a gloomy face.

The demon cultivator surnamed Qi and the demon cultivator surnamed Tian looked at each other, and then asked slowly: "If we kill these two people, how will we distribute the treasures on them?"

"If these two human monks are killed, the extremely powerful space treasure can be handled by you, but I will keep the other items. What do you think?" Wei Chen continued.

"Hehe, it seems that Brother Wei knows this son quite well, so it seems that this son should have other treasures on his body. But since Brother Wei has spoken, Brother Hetian will naturally not take away the love of a gentleman!" Mo Xiu, surnamed Qi, smiled. said.

Then the demon cultivator surnamed Qi cupped his fists towards Wei Chen and said, "I and Brother Tian also have a few important things to do. I'll say goodbye now. You and I will meet here again in three months..."

Blood Demon Wei Chen watched the two people disappearing, with a sneer on his lips, and then quickly flew away in the other direction.



In a red desert, four figures were flying hastily into the distance, as if they were being chased by powerful beasts. They are Fang Lingtian and others. It seems that Fang Lingtian has rescued several people in Beigongqiu, but the danger is not far away yet.

Their flying speed was as fast as lightning, but the dozens of dark golden demonic insects behind them seemed to be able to shuttle through the void at will. It turned out that these dozens of dark golden demonic insects were golden ephemeral demonic insects. After a few breaths, these dozens of golden ephemeral demonic insects appeared not far behind them.

Fang Lingtian looked at the dozens of golden dragonflies not far behind him with extremely ugly expressions. The demonic insect catastrophe that occurred in the spiritual world was this kind of monster, but most of the monsters back then were immature golden dragonflies. , but even those immature Golden Fly Demonic Insects also turned a region in the spiritual world into a desert of death.

The dozens of mature Golden Fly Demon Insects in front of them were not too numerous, but they were not something they could handle.

Because each of these golden scorpion bugs has the strength of a virtual god realm monk, and their bodies are indestructible, and they are not afraid of pain or death, they also give Fang Lingtian a headache.

I originally thought that after escaping from that area, I should be able to get rid of these golden flying insects, but I didn't expect that they would pursue me relentlessly.

Fang Lingtian looked at the Golden Fly Demonic Insect and sighed softly. A dark magic weapon that looked like a dove egg appeared in his hand.

Then the magic weapon was shot into the void, and suddenly it emitted a dazzling white light. Then the white light turned into countless blue-white light threads and spread in the void. As the blue-white light threads spread, the void it covered began to collapse.

"World Transformation Thunder?" Bei Gongqiu muttered to himself in shock. He knew how powerful this world-changing thunder magic weapon was. It was said that it could break through the power of a world, so its value was also immeasurable. He did not expect that the young master of Juechen Pavilion would possess such a one-time treasure.

Fang Lingtian looked at the void in front of him, and he also showed a sense of heartache. After he sighed softly, his body disappeared into the void with the five-color divine light, and then appeared strangely at the end of the horizon.