Under the night, Si Xueyi walked through the dark forest.
“So quiet.”
Si Xueyi quickly noticed something strange.
Compared with the previous restlessness, the Black Forest was extremely quiet tonight, and the tree spirit tribe did not conduct a large-scale search.
He used the Eye of Creation, and the night suddenly became as clear as day.
"These tree spirits seem to have become smarter."
Si Xueyi was surprised to find that at a glance, there was no lonely thousand-year-old tree spirit.
They are gathered together, and the number is at least ten.
Not only that, there is also a king tree spirit hidden in them.
Apparently these tree spirits were aware of Si Xueyi's purpose and did not give him a chance to continue hunting.
They even used it as bait to secretly ambush the powerful king tree spirit.
"There's no way I can win with one blow, so let's go head-to-head."
Si Xueyi's brows were sharp and she quickly made a decision.
Half an hour later.
He came to a tree spirit tribe a thousand meters away and hid himself in a dense tree.
There are ten thousand-year-old tree spirits in front, countless hundred-year tree spirits, and the king tree spirit hiding in the dark.
The king tree spirit disguised itself as an ordinary tree and looked very inconspicuous. Even its trunk was several times smaller than the surrounding big trees.
"A little smart, but not much."
Si Xueyi's lips curled up into a smile, with a mocking look on her face.
This king tree spirit thought he was smart, but his body was so much smaller than the surrounding trees that he instantly stood out.
Si Xueyi used the Eye of Creation to look at it, and her true form was immediately revealed.
This is also the reason why he dares to hunt!
In terms of cultivation alone, the King Tree Spirit is a powerful person in the Heaven Realm, but his wisdom is obviously not as good as that of the human monks.
If you include the martial arts inheritance of human monks, it would be even more incomparable.
"Kill!"
Si Xueyi stepped hard on the branch with the sole of his foot, and took advantage of the darkness to press towards a thousand-year-old tree spirit.
The man was in mid-air, about to do his best, when lotus blossoms bloomed under his feet, and Si Xueyi floated forward again.
"Shura in white is here!"
When the thousand-year-old tree spirit saw the lotus blooming, it immediately screamed in terror.
This group of tree spirit tribes were immediately alarmed, and panic and agitation continued to spread.
After being shocked, the other thousand-year-old tree spirits immediately ran to support him.
But Si Xueyi is so fast.
"Hengduan Tai'a!"
Before the others arrived, a fist light was blasted in mid-air. The fist light turned into a beam of light and struck with terrifying momentum.
The bark of the thousand-year-old tree spirit was blasted to pieces, and then the dragon's sword was used, and the thousand-year-old tree spirit was cut into two halves with his backhand.
"King Kong Demon Seal!"
Si Xueyi stretched out her hand.
The power of the dragon and tiger rotated in the palm of his hand, turning into a terrifying whirlpool, and took out the thousand-year-old tree spirit's wood spirit elixir from the air.
The other nine thousand-year-old tree spirits shivered in fear when they saw this scene, and they all stood still and did not dare to move.
"Shura in white, don't be so arrogant!"
At this moment, there was a loud shout, and the disguised king tree spirit could no longer hide it.
The torso expanded crazily, reaching the height of a hundred feet in the blink of an eye, and blood-red light emitted from the eyes.
Shura in white?
Si Xueyi murmured in her heart that these tree spirits had given herself a nickname.
Needless to say, it's quite appropriate.
Nine hundred years ago, he was the feared King Shura.
Swish, swish, swish!
The king tree spirit threw out dozens of branches, which spread out in the air, trying to block Si Xueyi's retreat.
It wants to entangle Si Xueyi!
"We can't let it succeed."
Si Xueyi made a calm analysis in her mind.
Even though he kills thousand-year-old tree spirits like he slaughters dogs, the offensive of these thousand-year-old tree spirits also poses a great threat to him.
Once the fight against the king tree spirits reaches a stalemate, these thousand-year-old tree spirits will become a big trouble.
"Walk!"
Si Xueyi spread out his arms, soared into the air, stepped on lotus flowers, and retreated from the sky-wide offensive.
His body was nimble and swift, and he could avoid falling branches in the air in just a few breaths.
"If you still want to run away, just dream!"
The king tree spirit let out a roar, and the sound waves were transmitted, and soon there were responses one after another.
All the king tree spirits within a thousand miles radius were alarmed.
"There are at least five King Dryads, all in different directions. In other words, I will be hit no matter where I go."
"This is a real investment!"
"I am hunting these tree spirits, and these tree spirits also regard me as their prey."
"interesting."
A smile appeared on Si Xueyi's lips. He quickly shuttled back and forth, his thoughts racing like lightning, and he analyzed calmly.
He had already anticipated this situation, and there was no look of panic on his face.
After traveling ten miles, Si Xueyi landed on the ground and stopped.
Boom!
Loud sounds were heard from all directions, and the footsteps of the king tree spirit were like the shaking of mountains, constantly approaching Si Xueyi.
Si Xueyi took a deep breath and held the hilt of the Immortal Burial Sword with her right hand.
Clang!
With a shocking sword roar, Si Xueyi unsheathed his sword, and a dazzling sword light bloomed between his brows.
Then he pushed the Shenlong Sword Intent to the extreme, and the majestic and vast Sword Intent gathered in his right hand like a river.
The moment the sword intent poured into the sword body, the Immortal Burial Sword released a dazzling light.
Not enough!
Si Xueyi activated the dragon's will again, and a dragon shadow appeared on the sword.
Whoosh!
Si Xueyi clasped her wrist upside down and inserted the Immortal Burial Sword into the ground.
The sword buzzed and trembled, and the light became brighter and brighter, turning into a pillar of light rising into the sky.
"That should be enough."
Si Xueyi smiled and quickly turned around and left the place.
"What a strong sword spirit!"
"Shura in white can't escape and will fight to the death with us."
"This sword intent is really terrifying. Is he demonstrating against us?"
"Our eight kings can't deal with him?"
The king tree spirits everywhere stopped at all angles after seeing this sword intention.
After thinking briefly, his eyes showed anger and he rushed over at a faster speed.
"Kill him!"
"Shuzu has given the order, there is no need to capture him alive."
The eight king tree spirits ran rampant and broke countless towering trees.
Soon we arrived at the place where the sword shined.
They talk very wildly, but when they get close, they become cautious.
After everyone gathered together, he killed them aggressively.
"Where's Shura in white?"
"Why only one sword?"
The eight king tree spirits looked at the lonely Immortal Burial Sword, and they were all dumbfounded.
"King Luojia, you are the smartest among us, what do you think?"
A king tree spirit spoke, and the other tree spirits all looked over.
The leader, King Luojia, had flashing eyes and could not make up his mind for a moment.
It has always been famous for its "wisdom" and has a high prestige among the tree spirit tribe, and they dare not make casual judgments.
Just at this moment, bursts of shrill screams came from the distance.
"No, Shura in white has gone back to kill us!"
The eight king tree spirits were all shocked.
"Asshole!"
"Chase!"
The king tree spirit was furious and wanted to run back immediately.
King Luojia said: "Wait a moment."
It stopped the other kings, the tree spirit, and stared at the Immortal Burial Sword, saying: "This sword is very precious. I heard that the human sword Xiu Shejian is like his own life. The white-clothed Shura will definitely come back to get this sword."
"King Changhe, you stay here and disguise yourself. When Shura in white comes back, you can directly attack it and severely damage it."
The other tree spirits were stunned for a moment and then became happy.
"As expected of King Luojia, he is so smart that we couldn't have imagined it!"
"Shura in white will definitely die!"
"King Luojia, what a good plan!"
The other tree spirits immediately began to flatter him. King Luojia showed a proud look on his face and said with a smile: "Others are chasing after me. This time, he won't be able to escape with his wings."
…
Where the group of thousand-year-old tree spirits were before, Si Xueyi's left and right hands were covered with silver gloves as sharp as dragon claws.
Nine thousand-year-old tree spirits were lying on the ground in a mess, all of them had been killed long ago.
Si Xueyi calmly took out the Wood Spirit Pill and stuffed it all into his mouth.
"The hunt continues!"
In the darkness, Si Xueyi started running again.
While running as fast as lightning, he was running the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique to refine the Wood Spirit Pill without any delay.
Soon, Si Xueyi came to another group of thousand-year-old tree spirits.
"hey-hey."
A wicked smile appeared on Si Xueyi's face, and the divine dragon's hand was used again, killing directly.
Although he lost the Immortal Burial Sword, his hands are now the hands of the dragon.
Using the dragon's hand to activate the Dragon Tiger Fist, not only does the power increase dramatically, but the sharpness is even stronger than the Immortal Burial Sword.
In just a few minutes, Si Xueyi destroyed these ten thousand-year-old tree spirits like a beast.
"Their cultivation is very deep, and their attacks are not weak."
"But as long as I kill quickly enough, there's actually no risk at all."
"The most important thing is that their bark has no resistance to me."
Si Xueyi made analysis and judgment while digging for the Wood Spirit Pill.
The greatest strength of the tree spirit is its strong defense. Not even treasure weapons can break through the bark of a tree.
As long as the bark of the tree is not broken, the dryad is in an invincible position.
But meeting Si Xueyi is like meeting their biggest nemesis.
Whether it is the Immortal Burial Sword blessed by the Divine Dragon Sword Intent, or the Divine Dragon's hands comparable to dragon claws, they can easily tear this layer of bark apart.
"The Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique has improved a lot!"
Si Xueyi felt the power rushing through her body, with a faint look of excitement on her face, and then poured ten more Wood Spirit Pills into her mouth.
He looked back and saw the king tree spirit coming towards him, leisurely continuing to hunt.
Repeat this process until it gets dark.
Si Xueyi killed a hundred thousand-year-old tree spirits and made rapid progress in the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique.
"Comfortable."
"It's time to go back and get the sword."
Si Xueyi exhaled turbid breath. After a hard night, he felt refreshed and energetic.
The seven king tree spirits who chased him all the way were kept spinning around, and they couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.
After half a stick of incense.
When Si Xueyi arrived at the place where the Immortal Burial Sword was, he was stunned on the spot, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"Are these tree spirits insulting my intelligence?"
Si Xueyi was very happy to see it.
Where the Immortal Burial Sword is located, there are countless remains of big trees, and the surrounding area is in a mess.
Only one tree stood alone and intact.
Even a fool can see something is wrong.
All the other trees were broken, but you were the most coquettish, not a single leaf fell off.
Si Xueyi thought about it and a smile appeared on her face.
He walked forward slowly and deliberately smiled and said: "These tree spirits are really stupid. If a king tree spirit were to ambush here and attack me when I take my sword, I would never survive."
Done!
The River King, who had been pretending for a whole night, was so ecstatic that he held his breath and did not dare to move.
He was really afraid that the other party would see through it. Now that he heard Si Xueyi speak, he felt completely relieved.
Shura in white, you can't think of it.
King Luojia has arrived long ago and is waiting to die.
The Changhe King was nervous and excited in anticipation, fearing that a flaw would be exposed, so he would wait for the opponent to sheath his sword and launch a sneak attack.
Si Xueyi suppressed her laughter, but when she was only seven steps away from the Immortal Burial Sword, she suddenly stopped.
What the hell?
When the Changhe King was confused, Si Xueyi suddenly jumped into the air and reached a height of a hundred feet in the blink of an eye.
"The Sword of the Holy Selfless One!"
Si Xueyi summoned the Immortal Burial Sword from afar, and the moment he held it with both hands, he launched the most powerful killing move of Qilin Sword Technique.