The bright sword light shines in a radius of hundreds of miles. With the blessing of Shenlong's sword intention, the power of this sword light is unimaginable.
The River King in disguise was frightened by this scene.
It was planning to sneak attack Si Xueyi, but it didn't expect that the other party would suddenly attack.
The Changhe King was so frightened that he quickly removed his disguise, swelled up and emerged from the ground, trying to avoid the sword.
But it's still too late!
In just an instant, all the branches on the Changhe King were smashed to pieces by the light of the sword.
Baizhang's body was completely naked and looked extremely miserable.
At the same time, the Changhe King's counterattack also came.
The tree roots under its feet were pulled out like vines and collided with Si Xueyi's Immortal Burial Sword.
Bang!
A terrifying force came from the sword, which was as towering and thick as a mountain, and the Immortal Burial Sword was directly shaken out of the hand.
So strong!
Si Xueyi turned around, stabilized her body, and landed on the ground.
This guy is stronger than the King Dryad I killed before. If we were to purely compete in terms of strength, I would still be far behind him.
Fortunately, Si Xueyi is not an ordinary eighth-level dragon vein, and his divine dragon body is enough to withstand this blow.
"Facing the king tree spirit, we still cannot take it lightly. We must practice the fifth level of Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique to great success as soon as possible."
In one thought, many thoughts flashed through Si Xueyi's mind.
"Human, you have angered me!"
The River King roared, and only its bare torso remained.
The key torso was also covered in scars, with countless green blood seeping out from the wounds.
The power of the sword just now almost killed half of its life.
"So what if I piss you off?"
Si Xueyi smiled and took the initiative to fight towards the opponent.
The River King lost his branches as arms, and only the roots can be used as weapons, so his strength has been greatly weakened.
Si Xueyi is not afraid of him at all now.
The Changhe King repeated his old trick and wanted to use tree roots to injure Si Xueyi again.
"Hand of the Dragon!"
Si Xueyi's left and right hands turned into divine dragon claws, and the sharp fingertips intertwined to directly twist the attacking tree roots into pieces.
Swish, brush, brush!
Tree root debris fell like snowflakes, Si Xueyi stepped on the lotus flower, and the people kept approaching each other in mid-air.
The sharpness of the divine dragon's claws is far beyond the opponent's imagination.
Before the roots of the tree get close, they will be cut into pieces. It is actually more useful than the Immortal Burial Sword.
"Damn it!"
The Changhe King let out a shrill scream and was completely at a disadvantage.
After a while, it completely panicked, roared angrily, turned around and ran away.
"Can you run away?"
Si Xueyi sneered, and the divine dragon's hand reached through the air.
boom!
The dragon's power turned into a substantial existence. After taking a few steps, the Changhe King felt as if his body was trapped by invisible ropes.
It struggled desperately, but every step it took was extremely difficult.
Si Xueyi felt this power and found that Long Wei was dissipating little by little, so he immediately shot it from the air.
"Kneel down!"
Boom, the dragon's power pressed over like a mountain, and the Changhe King stumbled and fell to the ground.
"die!"
Si Xueyi stretched out his hand to grab it, and the Immortal Burial Sword that fell far away flew over and was firmly held by him with the hand of the divine dragon.
Another sword light fell from the sky, splitting the seriously injured Changhe King in half.
Wow!
A pale golden wooden spirit bead hovers in mid-air, exuding a powerful and pure breath of life.
"Hey, this wood spirit bead seems different."
Si Xueyi was slightly surprised. This wood spirit bead was much stronger than the one given to Qinglin.
The quality is completely different, and there is even a hint of sacredness lingering in it.
Boom!
There were roaring sounds in the distance, and the remaining seven king tree spirits came over to kill them.
They roared, and their anger could be felt from a distance.
"I'll play with you next time."
Si Xueyi was no longer studying the wood spirit bead. After taking it away from the air, he turned around and left the place.
"Shura in white, don't leave!"
"Damn human monks, they are capable of fighting us head-on."
All the seven king tree spirits went crazy.
They were walked by Si Xueyi like a dog for a whole night, watching helplessly as he killed a hundred thousand-year-old tree spirits.
Now it has gone too far, even the Changhe King died in his hands.
"Don't worry, I will take away your Wood Spirit Pearl sooner or later!"
Si Xueyi's voice echoed throughout the world, but the person had long since disappeared.
"Damn it, this Shura in white is so cunning."
"Where is he hiding? Not even Tree Ancestor can find him."
"Damn it, King Changhe died so miserably."
The seven king tree spirits were furious and furious, trampling on the ground frantically to vent their dissatisfaction.
On the contrary.
Si Xueyi was in a good mood. He had refined a hundred wood spirit beads, and the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique became much better.
Now that I have obtained another light golden wood spirit bead, this harvest is not too big at all.
He had a strong intuition that as long as he refined this wood spirit bead, he would be able to achieve the fifth level of the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique.
For Si Xueyi, the improvement in strength brought about by the refinement of the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique is far greater than the breakthrough in cultivation.
"Si Xueyi, you are finally back!"
When he returned to the Demon Locking Cage, Qing Lin was overjoyed and excited.
She continued: "What on earth did you do last night? I heard it in the Demon Locking Cage. It felt like the entire Dryad tribe was going crazy."
Last night, the sky and the earth roared, the tree spirits rioted, and Qinglin felt as if the world was ending.
Si Xueyi said casually: "I didn't do anything. I just killed a hundred thousand-year-old tree spirits and one king tree spirit."
Qing Lin was immediately shocked and felt his scalp numb.
No wonder!
No wonder there is such a big movement, this tree spirit tribe is really going crazy.
Qinglin quickly asked: "Are you not injured?"
Si Xueyi said: "It's okay. I can kill the thousand-year-old tree spirit easily, but the king tree spirit is a bit troublesome. But it is really stupid. After I took the opportunity, there was no skin injury this time."
When he talked about this, he couldn't help but laugh.
Strictly speaking, if it hadn't been for the Sword of Recruiting Saint Selflessness as soon as he started, severely damaging the king tree spirit.
He really may not be able to deal with the other party, at least not as easily as now.
Si Xueyi raised her head and said, "Let's not talk about it for now. I'll take a look at the Wood Spirit Bead I gave you."
"Here, keep it forever."
Qinglin quickly took it out.
Si Xueyi compared the two Wood Spirit Beads and found that the light golden Wood Spirit Bead was indeed very different from this one.
"Huh?"
Qing Lin also watched intently.
She discovered that there was a golden thread lingering inside the pale golden wood spirit bead, which made it look different.
"What is this?" Qinglin asked curiously.
Si Xueyi said: "This should be the so-called blessing from the ancestor of the tree. It is the original energy of the ancestor of the tree."
Qing Lin said happily: "The price of this Wood Spirit Bead is sky-high. It is worth ten ordinary Wood Spirit Beads."
Si Xueyi nodded and said nothing more.
Qing Lin noticed something strange and said cautiously: "Si Xueyi, why don't you seem unhappy?"
Si Xueyi said seriously: "This is indeed something to be happy about, but looking at the original energy, this so-called ancestor tree may soon break through and become a demon refining tree."
Qing Lin's face changed as he realized the seriousness of the matter.
Si Xueyi returned the Wood Spirit Bead to Qinglin and muttered: "We have to hurry up and refine this Wood Spirit Bead and get rid of it without waiting any longer."
Originally, Si Xueyi thought of cultivating slowly and waiting for the fifth level of the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique to be perfected before looking for the Tree Ancestor to be sure.
Now it seems that there is no such time.
Si Xueyi sat cross-legged and began to refine the light golden wood spirit beads.
As the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique circulated, his body began to absorb the energy of the Wood Spirit Bead.
Soon, Si Xueyi's body bloomed with dark purple light.
The dark purple light is mysterious and elegant, revealing a nobility that does not belong to the mundane world.
His face was already handsome, and at this moment he was even more handsome, handsome, and extraordinary, as if he was born of a noble family and stood out from the crowd.
Qing Lin looked at all this in amazement, her heart filled with shock.
"Si Xueyi currently only has a minor cultivation level of the eighth level of Dragon Vein, but his strength and temperament are not at all among the so-called geniuses of the ninth level of Dragon Vein."
"If there is a real competition, can Si Xueyi be among the top 100 on the Dragon Ranking?"
Qinglin's thoughts were flying, and her eyes showed worship and admiration.
The top 100 on the dragon list are all famous monks, and almost all of them have reached the peak of the ninth level of dragon vein.
Especially the top ten people, all of them are geniuses and monsters, the shining stars of Tianxu Pure Land.
Logically speaking, Si Xueyi definitely cannot be compared with these people.
But for some reason, in Qinglin's view, Si Xueyi was unique and far beyond the comparison of these people.
In terms of courage to face the Demon Refining Tree head-on, these so-called geniuses cannot compare.
The Demon Refining Tree brings harm to the common people, but it has nothing to do with them.
Even if it is really done, no reputation will spread, and who will take the risk to do such a thankless thing.
Qing Lin is kind-hearted and thinks about the dangers he will face after defeating Si Xueyi.
She couldn't help showing a worried look, and clasped her hands on her chest.
Then he slowly closed his eyes and prayed silently for Si Xueyi.
"God in heaven, please protect Brother Xueyi. He is a banished immortal from the Holy Court. He must not die in obscurity in this dark forest."