The Dragon King is dead?

At the roots of the three green dragon trees, all the monks felt that the terrifying will that shrouded the floating island realm was rapidly disintegrating.

The balance created by starlight and wood energy begins a new round of abundance.

The violent wood energy was swallowed up by the starlight, and star trees containing the power of stars grew crazily on various islands.

Yin Xiaoshu: "This...is it over?"

There was not even a single cry of grief, so the Dragon King died silently?

"Correction, it's not that the Dragon King died, but that a ray of consciousness that attempted to be resurrected was dispersed by us. If he had other derivatives hidden elsewhere, it is still possible for him to be revived."

In the air, Henghua's voice echoed leisurely.

He went straight to where Fu Xuanxing was, where Qiu Yu was helping Fu Xuanxing heal his injuries.

The Dragon King is under too much pressure.

Just a ray of spiritual consciousness made me put a lot of thought into it, and I even had to send Fu Xuanxing over and take the initiative to let him "die" once.

"Sorry."

Looking at his unconscious foster brother, Henghua felt a little ashamed.

Although the death mirror technique can protect Fu Xuanxing from death, the corresponding pain is difficult to withstand. Moreover, Fu Xuanxing is not Fu Henghua after all, and he does not have the true essence of creation to automatically heal his injuries.

Henghua walked over, and Qiu Yu immediately said: "You came just in time, take a look at him. That dragon-slaying sword may have directly pierced the heart."

The true essence of creation covered Fu Xuanxing, and Henghua squatted down to check.

"I reserved the 'Resurrection Spell' in the star pendant, and with the spiritual meal he had in the morning, there is no fear for his life."

It's just that the sword wound was really serious.

Even though Fu Henghua cast spells to remove it, he still couldn't wipe out the sword that Fu Xuanxing struck out with all his strength in conjunction with his scabbard.

All he can do is seal this sword intention.

"Go back and ask him to follow me to the Lingjie Cave to practice for a while. It's just in time to learn the swordsmanship of Master Litian."

"That's a blessing in disguise. Through Sword Master Litian's swordsmanship, not only can this sword intention be resolved, but his swordsmanship can also be further improved - he can really shine in a sword fight in the East China Sea."

Let Qiu Yu take care of Fu Xuanxing temporarily, and Heng Hua loudly transmits the message to the floating island in the starry sky.

"Don't let your guard down now. The Dragon King's resurrection was blocked by us. This is indeed our victory. But a Dragon King who is famous for his caution will not make any arrangements for his own death?"

Zhang Datong and others felt awe-struck.

Look again at the roots in Leihai.

The green dragon tree roots lost the consciousness of the Dragon King and no longer struggled, allowing them to be destroyed by the thunder. However, along with the destruction, life also sprouted in the roots.

That is a brand new spiritual root, no longer a derivative of the Qinglong Mu root, but an independent sacred tree.

The leaves are like pine needles, and the crown is dark green. The trunk is golden brown, with thunder patterns appearing on the surface.

"This is Xuan Lei Jin Mu! Everyone, be careful, this thing may self-destruct. Miss Fu, put away the sword formation."

Fu Liuhui recalled the ten thunder swords, and the sea of ​​thunder collapsed.

Boom——

The branches of the Black Thunder Golden Wood continue to stretch, and all the thunder essences scattered by the thunder sea are attached to it, and the big tree rises one foot tall.

Seeing this, the cultivators quickly rose up against the wind and moved carefully among the floating islands.

rumble--

They had just left Qinglong Floating Island when they saw the floating island explode. A giant thunder tree stretched its roots into the sky and began to crazily accumulate the power of thunder.

"This thing is related to the Five Thunders."

In the air, Fu Henghua's words came slowly.

"Senior Zhang, if you can subdue this spiritual root, there is hope for Yuanying."

Zhang Datong's heart moved. He looked at the thousands of thunder fruits above the giant thunder tree and shook his head with a wry smile.

This thing is good, but do you have the life to take it?

These "thunder fruits" condensed with thunder essence contain the full blow of the Jindan monk.

Thousands of attacks are launched at the same time, so it's not easy to get them by yourself.

A fellow Jindan practitioner suddenly said: "Old Zhang, I will help you get this spiritual root. However, I need to divide a few fruits into the elixir."

"I want some branches to practice my sword on."

"I want to get some rhizomes and try growing them."

"I want to try refining treasure."

The Jindan monks next to him spoke one after another.

Zhang Datong looked at the many monks following him and said loudly.

"We are fighting side by side all the way, and everyone should have a share in this Thunderwood. Later, I will ask my colleagues to notarize it. We can share the flowers, branches, roots and fruits. All we need to do is keep the Thunderwood body alive and help me achieve enlightenment."

Here we are discussing how to divide the spoils in a harmonious way.

On the other side, in front of Fang Dongyuan and others was a white sacred tree shrouded in strong winds.

Rather than a tree, it is a forest of isolated fungi.

Fu Xiangfeng and Fu Xuange's eyes shone.

This thing is destined to the Fu family!

Fang Dongyuan saw the expressions on the two people's faces, thought about it, and spoke loudly.

"For the success of slaying the dragon this time, all the fellow Taoists of the Fu family have done a great job."

This was said, and all the monks nodded silently.

Yes, the monks on Tianyang’s side don’t know much about dragon species, and they don’t know much about team battles. Moreover, even the monks on Yanlong’s side who are proficient in team battle commanding, I’m afraid they can’t operate the Thirty-Six Tiangang Techniques on their own, right?

This requires not only the ability to command, but also an exquisite mastery of Taoism and extensive knowledge of Taoism.

Of course, the more important point is that Fu Henghua only relied on a few people to cast spells and heal, and he was able to pull together a large group of monks and ensure that everyone survived.

"This Jungu King is made of the wind spirit. I believe it is related to the wind magic that you just performed. Since it is related to the Fu family, please accept it."

Fu Xiangfeng smiled and shook his head: "You fellow Taoists are fighting side by side, how can we let you go back empty-handed? My family needs mycelium to propagate these wind solitary species. As for the umbrella cover above, you can all share a share.

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"Third brother is right. The monks along Lei Hai's journey have gained a lot. We cannot let you all gain nothing."

Mr. Fu Tong came over and said with a smile: "The Dragon King's consciousness is gone, but the remaining ancient Qi of the Cangmu still lingers here. With Henghua's starlight Taoism, many heavenly materials and earthly treasures should be born. Cousin, you

With eight thousand Dao soldiers, we might as well help everyone collect some spiritual objects. It is better than letting all these heavenly materials and earthly treasures go to the Fu family."

She secretly stirred up trouble and reminded everyone that the Fu family caused this trouble.

"What Miss Fu said is right. After we have ruined this disaster, we will find some treasures on Tiangang Island to calm down the panic."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Fu Xuange understands that this is a good thing to make friends with Tianyang monks, which will be of great benefit to the Fu family. He simply disperses the eight thousand fighting souls and lets them go everywhere

Explore the floating island, and then call various monks to hunt for treasures.

…

Henghua stood at the forbidden spiritual pool.

He looked at the ashes of Xian Qiong, then turned to look at the three floating islands in the distance.

"Leimu, Fengji and..."

Over at the Fu family, the fire caused by the Taoist corpse burned the roots of the tree to death.

But a brand new fiery red jade tree grew.

"It seems that I still made some miscalculations about Dragon King's layout."

Henghua estimated that the Qinglong King was only planning to overcome the first disaster, the thunder tribulation.

But looking at it now, the other party has obviously started the fire and wind tribulations.

Even though there is no guarantee of overcoming the catastrophe, this is a killing move aimed at people like them who will die together.

"No, it may be that those Tribulation Immortals are being left alone, right?"

If the dragon is resurrected successfully and the Tribulation Immortal comes quickly, use three sacred trees to detonate the three disasters and force the Tribulation Immortal to escape.

The reason why Sanshu is being quietly dug up by the monks now is because the Dragon King died too hastily.

"He probably didn't expect that I could counter-design a 'Death Mirror Technique' and replace the price, right?"

The Death Mirror technique requires sacrifices and consumes a person's natal star potential.

Therefore, the Dragon King never expected that Fu Henghua would arrange such a thing on Fu Xuanxing.

This is gambling with Fu Xuanxing's life, and directly consumes the fruits of Fu Xuanxing's lifelong cultivation.

This is where the Dragon King was careless.

Henghua observed Xian Qiong and found that the Death Mirror Technique cast by the Dragon King also paid the price.

In order to ensure that Fu Xuanxing could be killed by his Death Mirror Technique, the Dragon King cut off his ten thousand years of Taoism at the expense of himself.

Even if he is resurrected safely and returns to practice in the East China Sea, he will not be able to regain his former heyday.

…

Henghua stood at the end of Xian Qiong's ashes and thought for a long time.

Qiu Yu was accompanying him. Seeing his thoughtful expression, he looked at Xian Qiongcheng frequently.

Is this thing a treasure?
To be continued...