The ancestral tree is the ancestor of the tree of life in the forest of life.
At this time, facing the siege of Yang Yisheng and three others, he did not lose at all.
Pieces of flying leaves were thrown out, shining with bursts of golden light.
The green vines are filled with the power of life, but they can also kill people's vitality.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
Yang Yisheng and the others used terrifying moves to bombard the ancestral tree one after another.
It seems that it has caused some damage to the ancestral tree.
However, the ancestral tree has terrible vitality and will heal itself in a moment.
This left Yang Yisheng and the three of them with no choice.
The two sides were in a stalemate and could not decide the winner.
"Young Master, this ancestral tree is difficult to deal with!"
The man in black robe among the three people saw that he could not attack for a long time, so he frowned and said to Yang Yisheng.
From what he said, it was obvious that he was thinking of giving up.
Another man in purple robes beside him also sighed, "It would be great if there was a fire cultivator to help me. I would be able to inflict heavy damage on the ancestral tree and make it surrender!"
The tree of life is most afraid of those who cultivate fire.
The ancestral tree is the ancestor of the tree of life and is also afraid of fire.
However, how can a person who cultivates fire come to the Forest of Life?
Although the Forest of Life is one of the top ten holy places for cultivation in the Three Realms, it does not bring any benefit to the cultivation of fire cultivators.
"snort!"
Yang Yisheng's eyes were firm and he did not respond to the words of the men in black and purple robes.
At the same time as Leng Heng, another palm suddenly shot out, hitting the thick branches of the ancestral tree.
His goal is very clear, which is to defeat the ancestral tree and gain its approval.
After all, the effect of practicing in the world of the Ancestral Tree is ten times that of the world of other trees of life.
The man in black robe and the man in purple robe saw Yang Yisheng acting like this, so they had no choice but to cooperate.
call out!
The three of them fought against the ancestral tree for a while, and suddenly a sword light flashed towards them.
"Young Master, be careful."
The man in black robe was the first to notice this and exclaimed to Yang Yisheng to remind him.
"Um?"
Yang Yisheng's expression changed slightly, and he turned around in time to strike out with a strike.
boom!
A loud noise erupted, and his palm
The seal was instantly shattered.
The rushing sword light reached Yang Yisheng in an instant.
"What?"
Yang Yisheng was frightened and hurriedly ran away.
However, his speed was still a little slower.
The arm was instantly pierced by sword light, and blood splashed into the void.
"Asshole!"
Yang Yisheng endured the pain, glanced angrily towards the direction where the sword light came from, and shouted, "Who is it? Get out of here!"
The man in black robe and the man in purple robe moved at the same time and stood in front of Yang Yisheng.
Then I saw a masked man in black robes, slowly stepping through the air.
"Is it finally here?"
Ling Tian hid in the dark and watched everything in front of him.
He has now cultivated the Thousand Illusion Art to its peak level.
It can perfectly conceal one's breath without being discovered.
At least, it is impossible to be discovered by the powerful Xiaocheng Great Emperor.
But he still couldn't be sure whether the man in black robe was nameless.
"who are you?"
Yang Yisheng looked at the man in black robe with angry eyes and asked again.
Zushu, who had been surrounded by three people before, took the opportunity to escape.
However, under the current situation, no one will pay attention to the fate of the ancestor tree.
Even Ling Tian didn't pay too much attention.
"The Lord of the Underworld, Ling Tian!"
The man in black robe looked at Yang Yisheng indifferently and whispered something in his mouth.
This voice also allowed Ling Tian to confirm.
The man in black robe must be nameless.
Now he wants to use his name to kill Yang Yisheng.
"Are you Ling Tian?"
Yang Yisheng's expression changed, he stared at Wuming, and his whole body suddenly became alert, "Are you here to kill me?"
Ling Tian's name has caused a stir in the world of immortals and demons in recent years.
Yang Yisheng as Qing
How could the genius of Mu Xianmen’s martial arts not know this?
So he was sure that the man in black robe in front of him came to kill him.
"yes."
Wuming had no intention of denying it, and glanced at Yang Yisheng's badly injured arm as he spoke.
At this moment, Yang Yisheng's arm is surrounded by the power of life, and the penetrating wound is gradually recovering, but the speed of recovery is a little slow. .??.
As a life monk and a person who entered the emperor based on the morality of life, Yang Yisheng undoubtedly has the means to heal himself.
It's a pity that his methods are inferior to Ling Tian by more than one level.
"Young master, you go first!"
The man in purple robe felt the murderous intention on Wuming's body and quickly said to Yang Yisheng.
"Walk for what?"
Yang Yisheng reprimanded him coldly, looking fearless as he stared at Wu Ming and said, "Since he can find this place, there's no point in me leaving!"
"But……"
What else does the man in purple robe want to persuade?
Yang Yisheng interrupted, "I don't believe that he is capable of dealing with the three of us working together!"
"Ah!"
Wuming smiled contemptuously, as if he was mocking Yang Yisheng's ignorance.
As he slowly raised his arms, gusts of strong wind swept around him.
All kinds of terrifying morality emerged in him one after another.
"Destruction! Time! Yin and Yang! Demonic Way!"
Ling Tian judged it immediately based on the aura emanating from Wuming's body.
As expected, Wuming controls at least four moral principles.
The four types released at this moment are very similar to him.
This also made him have a strong interest in the nameless person in front of him.
Want to see how Wuming's combat power is and whether he can match it?
"kill!"
Yang Yisheng has recovered 80% from his arm injury. When he saw Wuming released Daoyi, he immediately gave an order.
The man in black robe and the man in purple robe heard the sound and had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight out.
Wuming ignored the three men and swung away with his sword.
The four-color sword light slayed in front of the black-robed man in an instant
.
Without waiting for the man in black robe to react, he cut off the man's head.
"What?"
The man in purple robe, who was one position behind the man in black robe, stopped in a hurry when he saw this.
The same Emperor Xiaocheng, Wuming killed the man in black robe with just one sword.
The power of this sword is astonishing, but it is also unpredictable...
"Young Master..."
The man in purple robe knew that Wuming was powerful and was a little anxious for a moment.
An unknown figure suddenly appeared and approached the man in purple robe.
"careful!"
Yang Yisheng raised his hand and struck out with a palm strike and reminded the man in purple robe.
However, before he could finish his words, the man in purple robe was penetrated by the nameless sword.
boom!
At the same time, Yang Yisheng struck out a palm and landed on Wuming.
The unknown figure was blasted away, and after retreating more than ten feet, Li Ding emerged.
However, this palm seemed to have no effect on Wuming.
"Are you okay?"
Yang Yisheng looked shocked when he saw that Wuming showed no signs of injury.
The palm he just struck was done in a hurry.
But Wuming didn't make any resistance and only accepted it with his body.
Except for being pushed back a certain distance, he was unscathed...
"Your strength is much worse than Qianye and others."
Wuming held the sword in his hand and walked slowly towards Yang Yisheng.
He spat out a soft voice, mercilessly mocking.
"Qianye?"
Yang Yisheng watched Wuming approaching, his arms trembling slightly.
The Qianye mentioned by Wuming is the martial arts genius of the Rakshasa Demon Sect in the Demon Realm.
A few years ago, he was killed by Wuming, who was also a warrior of Xiaocheng Great Emperor.
Yang Yisheng has been emperor for a short time, just over two years.
Compared with Qianye's strength, of course there is still some gap.
Wuming stepped forward and stopped fifty steps away from Yang Yisheng. He pointed his sword at Yang Yisheng and sneered, "Qianye is in my hand and has passed thirty moves. How many moves do you think you can pass?"