Yuan Ming was in the space of the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron. As soon as he approached the huge sword-marked gap in front of the altar, he noticed the extremely sharp aura coming from inside and immediately stopped.
He took out a few fire peaches that he had picked in the peach forest from his storage magic weapon, and threw them into the chasm.
I saw Huo Lingtao drawing an arc in mid-air and falling into the chasm.
In the originally calm chasm, a burst of mist suddenly surged. Yuan Ming was unable to see clearly what was happening. He saw that the few fire peaches had turned into powder and disappeared into ashes.
Yuan Ming swallowed, feeling awe-inspiring, and immediately stopped, not daring to get any closer.
He walked a little further away and sat down cross-legged. His consciousness separated and he took out the Heaven Stealing Cauldron and headed outside the palace to explore.
At this time, the situation outside was already extremely bad.
The people who were still fighting fiercely just now were now at a disadvantage.
Jin Hua Zhenren was surrounded by three black tree men more than two feet tall. The vine roots around him were densely entangled, weaving into a huge black cocoon, wrapping him all in it, making it impossible to escape.
Yanxiang was still waving the mysterious fire fan in his hand, and the blazing flames almost formed a circular wall of fire, isolating the hundreds of black tree men around him.
His hair was disheveled, and obvious scars could be seen on his body, which were dripping with blood. Even his legs and waist had traces of being entangled by tree vines. The whole person looked in a very bad state, and he was obviously at the end of his life.
As for Fairy Jinyun, she has disappeared. I don't know if she escaped or has encountered an unexpected event. Only Jinchao is still fighting hard.
The demonic power of Jinchao's clone had been reduced a lot for some unknown reason. He faced far more tree people than the others, and he was already showing signs of fatigue.
On the other side, Gu Xuanyang is holding the ancient bronze sword. The lines on the sword light up, emitting circles of light cyan halo. Every time the sword is struck, there is a cyan edge. Wherever it passes, black trees appear.
Everyone is broken.
However, the expression on his face was not good-looking. He moved back and forth among the army of tree people with his sword, constantly cutting ordinary tree people into pieces, trying to find a way to break out.
However, those black tree men seemed to be inexhaustible to kill. No matter which direction he broke through, he encountered an endless sea of trees, and was blocked every time he attacked.
"drink"
Hearing a long shout from his mouth, he suddenly changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands. The fluctuations emanating from his body suddenly increased sharply, like an axe, and he struck straight ahead with a sword.
The ancient bronze sword lit up with a huge sword light that was a hundred feet long, and slashed down with the ancient sword.
Under the light of the sword, the void shook, and hundreds of black tree men were shattered under the light and turned into flying ashes.
A crack about ten feet wide appeared on the ground, stretching for more than a hundred feet. Even the palace wall in the distance was cut with a huge gap.
When Gu Xuanyang saw this, he straightened up and immediately rushed towards the outside of the palace wall along the sword marks he had made.
Upon seeing this, the other people also had a direction and tried to attack in that direction.
In the large cocoon that had almost formed, a dazzling blue light suddenly lit up, and then there were the sounds of dragon roars.
Nine huge green dragon phantoms broke out from the cocoon, bringing up huge waves of water and overwhelming them.
Not far away, Jin Hua Zhenren held a blue ball with a dragon shadow in his hand, rode on a blue dragon formed by water waves, and flew away into the distance.
But before he could leave the scope of the Fire Palace, thousands of black wood fibers flew towards him like rain, blocking him abruptly.
The three two-foot-tall tree men who had trapped him earlier were already running after him. As they ran, the vine roots on their bodies began to extend towards each other, entangled and connected with each other.
After a while, the three black tree men merged with each other and finally formed a giant nine feet tall.
The aura of the giant tree man surged, and the pressure it exuded has reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and its power is astonishing.
He took one step forward and was about ten feet away. He was catching up with Jinhua Zhenren, who was pressed back by the rain of wood fiber arrows. A huge palm enveloped him like a cage.
As a layer of black light lit up in his palm, there was no more resistance from Jin Hua in the cage.
Yanxiang on the other side consumed a huge amount of mana, but had no time to replenish it. The power of the mysterious fire fan in his hand was greatly reduced. He was pressed forward by dozens of tree men with rattan plate armor on their chests, holding the flames, and was defeated and bound.
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Not far away from him, the power of the Jinchao clone has been exhausted. He can no longer exert any power of the flaming sun. The power of the flames released is greatly reduced. He did not hold on for a moment before he was killed by a strange tree man with three heads and six arms.
captured.
One of the palms of the tree man was formed into a tree vine cage, inside which was imprisoning the unconscious Jinyun Fairy.
Gu Xuanyang rushed to the breach in the palace wall, and just as he had some hope of escaping, he saw a figure suddenly flashing in front of him.
His appearance was similar to that of other tree men, but he was wearing a shabby coarse cloth waistcoat and a hemp straw hat on his head, dressed like an old farmer in the field.
If elsewhere, Gu Xuanyang might not even bother to take a look at this strangely dressed person, but here, the alarm bells rang in his heart and he was filled with fear.
At this time, Yuan Ming, who observed this scene with his spiritual sense, was even more shocked.
That guy's outfit was familiar to him. Isn't that the same Zhao Gui who gave him tea in Qinggui Village?
He is also a tree person?
"Go away." Gu Xuanyang took a strong breath and shouted angrily.
While shouting, he raised the ancient bronze sword in his hand again and struck out at the strange tree man.
The latter didn't say a word, nor did he make any evasive gestures. Instead, he rushed straight towards him, and his speed was staggering.
The moment the sword light fell, Zhao Gui suddenly raised one of his palms, and a short-handled hoe shrouded in yellow light appeared in his palm, and he blocked it.
There was a loud "boom"!
A ripple of light spread in all directions, and the ancient bronze sword seemed to have struck a mountain, but was knocked back by a huge force, causing Gu Xuanyang's figure to become unstable for a while.
On the other hand, Zhao Gui did not move at all, but his body sank slightly, and he rushed forward, leaning his shoulder against Gu Xuanyang's chest.
The yellow light on his shoulder skyrocketed, and a yellow halo condensed on it, as if a miniature magic circle was emerging.
Just listen to a muffled "bang" sound!
Gu Xuanyang's chest felt as if he had been hit by a huge boulder. His chest was slightly sunken inward and blood spurted out of his mouth. His whole body was like a kite with a broken string, falling backwards. He was already seriously injured.
But before he landed, Zhao Gui's outstretched palms had turned into vine tentacles and stretched out, wrapping his whole body into a rice dumpling.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, these Nascent Soul monks who dominated the East China Sea were all defeated and kidnapped.
While Yuan Ming was shocked, he was also full of doubts. He didn't understand how so many of these tree people could suddenly appear, including some of them at the level of Yuan Ying.
What puzzled him even more was, what kind of existence was that Zhao Gui?
Before he could think clearly, the change happened again.
There was a sudden roar in the main palace of Huo Jing Palace, and a magnificent golden light shot straight out, hovering directly above the Huo Jing Palace.
Yuan Ming's spiritual consciousness probed away, only to feel a huge and majestic force that oppressed him so much that he could not look directly.
In the dazzling light, a simple golden bow appeared out of thin air!
The moment the golden divine bow appeared, it seemed as if a brilliant divine power had come to the world, exuding an overwhelming coercion.
The black tree men wreaking havoc in the Fire Palace, as if they had been summoned, looked at the golden bow hanging in the air, and their bodies trembled slightly involuntarily.
Zhao Gui, a strange tree man dressed in an old farmer's attire, stared at the divine bow for a moment, then turned around and left with Gu Xuanyang.
The ninety-foot-tall giant tree man held Jinhua Zhenren in his hand and left with him.
The other two strange tree men who had captured Yanxiang, Fairy Jinyun and the clones of Jinchao also rushed towards the outside of Huojing Palace.
At this time, a violent fluctuation of spiritual power suddenly came from the golden divine bow hanging in the sky, and a vortex of golden light emerged.
Echoing from the distance at Kan Palace, five rays of golden light flew quickly and turned into five golden crow divine arrows, which landed on the bow string and stretched like a full moon on its own.
The next moment, the taut bowstring bounced back, and there was a burst of thunder.
Five divine arrows shot out with a "swish", turning into five thick golden lights and falling to various places in the Huo Jing Palace.
The arrow fell to the ground with a crash, and the roaring sound continued to explode!
Thousands of slender golden lights jumped out like thousands of snakes, shooting in all directions. Wherever they passed, hundreds of black tree men were pierced by the light, and huge red holes burned into their chests.
Thousands of black tree men fell down like wheat, and most of them died in an instant. When the tree men who survived by chance saw this, they all scrambled to flee outside the Fire Spirit Palace.
After a round of arrows, the golden divine bow lost its power and turned into a golden light again, flying back to the central palace.
Yuan Ming was hiding in the Heaven Stealing Cauldron. When he saw this scene, even though he was not present in person, he couldn't help but feel frightened.
Although the outside temporarily returned to calm, he had no intention of going out in a hurry. Instead, he took out Lei He's storage bag and started to check it out.
Soon, Yuan Ming took out the short black awl.
Among the magic weapons on Lei He's body, the one he cares about the most is the God's Cone that can be used in conjunction with his Thunder Hammer.
Yuan Ming held the Cone of God in his hand and looked at it carefully. He saw that it was less than a foot long. It was completely black and had an uneven surface, as if there were traces of thousands of hammers. Although the tentacles were cold, there was a faint numbness like an electric shock.
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In terms of material feel, the Cone of Thunder and the Hammer of Thunder are not exactly the same, but when Yuan Ming placed them together, there was an inexplicable connection between the two magic weapons.
A trace of electric current pulls the two magic weapons closer to each other. They are like old friends who have not seen each other for a long time, with some indescribable close connection.
Yuan Ming didn't hesitate at all, he immediately held the Divine Cone in his hand and started refining it.
Not long after, after the refining of the Cone of God was completed, the weak electric shock sensation coming from the surface disappeared. Yuan Ming could only see a light tap of his fingertips, and blue arcs jumped out and crackled.