"Let me give it a try!" Liu Xuanhu walked out, stared at the dragon blood fruit tree intently, waved his long sleeves lightly, and two black pills fell on the roots of the tree and melted in in an instant.

"Seventh-grade derivative pill?"

When everyone saw the pill taken out by Liu Xuanhu, their expressions were condensed.

Several old men who came from the Seven Profound Holy Land looked even more solemn: "I didn't expect that the old guy Liu Xuanhu could already refine seventh-grade elixirs. I'm afraid it won't take long to win the alchemist Xi who was at the Demon Palace..."

"A seventh-grade alchemist, the strength of the Demon Palace will soar a lot." Another holy land old man looked at the dragon blood fruit tree with concern and said in a deep voice: "We must never let him get the fortune of the Holy Ruins Dragon Clan, otherwise it will be a disaster for our Seven Profound Holy Land."

"Hmph! How could the fortune of the Holy Ruins Dragon Clan be so easy to obtain? The dragon blood fruit tree is almost lost, and it is rescued with two derivative pills? It's simply a fool." The old man, who was leading the Qixuan Holy Land, looked at Liu Xuanhu's actions with a sneer on his face.

After half an incense stick.

The dragon blood fruit tree still had no expression at all. Liu Xuanhu, with a blue face, retreated in disappointment, his eyes fell on everyone in the Qixuan Holy Land, and sneered: "It is said that the "Creation Sutra" of the Qixuan Holy Land can seize the creation of heaven and earth. I want to see if it is really so magical?"

"Then you'd better open your eyes a little wide." The man from the Qixuan Holy Land sneered twice. Without the old man in white robe, he walked directly to the dragon blood fruit tree. His arms shook, and he saw an ancient book with soft white light emerging from the depths of his eyebrows.

"The True Sutra of Creation, take away..."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

A gust of wind swept away the clouds, and the spiritual energy of the entire cave was swept over by the "Creation of the True Sutra" and condensed into a pillar of light, covering the entire dragon blood fruit tree.

"Immortal Artifact?" Seeing the "Creation Sutra" above the old man's head, Chen Changsheng's eyes narrowed, and he whispered to Bai Ningxue beside him: "Sister Ningxue, what is the origin of this Qixuan Holy Land? Any old man has an immortal artifact in his hand? Do they have a grudge against the Demon Palace?"

"I don't know either." Bai Ningxue pursed her lips and said, "I heard from the third elder of Wanlong Valley that the Seven Profound Holy Land is like the Demon Palace, both are sixth-grade sects. The "Creation True Sutra" is their treasure of the sect. Its body is an immortal weapon, and it is also a martial art. All the disciples of the Seven Profound Holy Land practice the "Creation True Sutra". Their cultivation is enough to break the Taoist womb realm, and they can condense a "Creation True Sutra".

"All of them are immortal weapons?" Chen Changsheng's eyelids twitched wildly. If this disciple of the Seven Profound Holy Land could condense a "Creation Sutra" with the quality of immortal weapons, let alone the secular world, even the ninth-grade sects in the heavens would probably not be able to compete with them.

"No." Bai Ningxue looked at the old man in the Qixuan Holy Land, shook his head and said, "Except for the Qixuan Holy Lord, the "Creation True Sutra" condensed by others should be at most a quality of the Taoist instrument. Only by obtaining the acquiescence of the Qixuan Holy Divine can we use the power of the "Creation True Sutra" as the essence of the "Creation True Sutra".

One hour...

Two hours...

The immortal spirit in the "Creation of the True Sutra" is getting thinner and thinner. The old man's forehead is covered with dense beads of sweat, and the dragon blood fruit tree has not changed at all. Liu Xuanhu, who was standing not far away, hugging his hands and sarcastically said: "It seems that the "Creation of the True Sutra" in your Qixuan Holy Land is not as mysterious as the rumors!"

"snort!"

The old man snorted coldly, and did not fight with Liu Xuanhu. He put away the "Creation of the True Sutra" above his head, stepped down, looked at the old man in white robe and smiled bitterly: "Senior, it seems that the "Creation of the True Sutra" in our Qixuan Holy Land is also powerless..."

The old man in white nodded and looked at the Dragon Blood Fruit Tree with disappointment. Long before the Qixuan Holy Land took action, he had already predicted that the single-level, the Dragon Blood Fruit Tree and the rumored World Tree were almost of the same level. How could a mere immortal weapon shake it?

Seeing the people from the Seven Profound Holy Land, the Demon Palace and the Siren Clan failed one after another. The young men with beast veins dared not look down on the hanging ancient tree anymore. When the people from the Seven Profound Holy Land retreated, a young man with the bloodline of the Seven-Star Spirit Deer silently walked to the dragon blood fruit tree.

Seeing Chen Changsheng shaking his head secretly, Bai Ningxue said suspiciously: "He can't cure the dragon blood fruit tree?"

"Well, I've found the wrong direction, how can I be cured well?" Chen Changsheng said subconsciously.

"Can you cure this dragon blood fruit tree?" Bai Ningxue's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes were shining at Chen Changsheng, her mouth opened, and finally she wanted to speak but stopped, looking at Chen Changsheng silently.

"It's not clear yet, I need to check it carefully before I know it." Chen Changsheng pondered for a moment, staring at the dragon blood fruit tree, but he didn't know that although his voice was small, it reached the ears of the old man in white robe.

Sure enough, the young man with the Seven-Star Spiritual Deer Beast Vein failed after only half a stick of incense.

"Do you want to try it?" Bai Ningxue asked in a low voice.

Chen Changsheng was about to shake his head when he saw the old man in white robe falling on him and said sincerely: "My friend, can you please help me check it out? I will be grateful to the entire Shengxu Dragon Palace."

"I?"

Seeing the old man in white robe suddenly come to him, Chen Changsheng was stunned and smiled bitterly.

Show off?

He and Bai Ningxue are the most weakest parties now. Not to mention that there is a fierce look next to him. If the Dragon Clan really gave him any luck, I'm afraid he and Bai Ningxue would not be able to take them away, and even their own lives would be lost here.

Every man is guilty of possessing a treasure.

When the old man in white robe solemnly invited a boy from the Cave Xuan Realm to treat the Dragon Blood Fruit Tree, everyone present had a dark face and looked at Chen Changsheng with a gloomy expression.

"Hmph! The "Creation Sutra" of our Qixuan Holy Land cannot be cured. What are the abilities of a boy from the Cave Xuan Realm?"

"Yes, my derivation pill is useless. Could it be that kid can still take out eighth-grade or ninth-grade pills?"

"Diting, I remember this kid was arrested with you. Why? Your subordinates?" Huang Xuer looked at Chen Changsheng with a malicious look on his face, but asked Diting next to him.

They are all famous figures. Not to mention the attitude of the old man in the white robe toward them, they are completely different from that boy in the cave realm.

If the boy from the Cave Xuan Realm really cured the Dragon Blood Fruit Tree, wouldn’t they lose all their faces? How could they give Chen Changsheng a good look?

"Huang Xu'er, I have nothing to do with him." Di Ting looked at Chen Changsheng with a gloating look on his face.

The old man in white robe seemed to see Chen Changsheng's embarrassment, glanced at the others present expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Don't worry, if you can really cure this dragon blood fruit tree, on this acre of three-point ground, I will definitely protect you. No one can hurt you a hair, and even a huge fortune is waiting for you."

"A great fortune?" Chen Changsheng smiled bitterly.

With his eyesight, it was naturally possible to see the murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the old man in white robe.

If I don’t take action, I’m afraid that the great fortune will instantly turn into a natural disaster. The consequences of offending such a strong man will be unimaginable, and I feel regretful that I shouldn’t talk too much.

"Senior, I can only try my best. I dare not guarantee whether I succeed or not." Chen Changsheng said with a wry smile.

"Just let go and try." The old man in white nodded.
Chapter completed!