Chapter 319: The Battle of Wisdom with the Tree Ancestor
Chapter 319
Si Xueyi fell from the cliff, flew across the sky on the dragon lotus, and flew over the heads of the vast army of tree spirits.
In just a moment, it caused a huge sensation.
"White Shura!"
"Shura in white is here!"
"Kill him, kill him!"
…
Almost all the tree spirits made a noise, shouting to kill Si Xueyi, but their voices trembled with fear.
After half a month of fighting, Si Xueyi became synonymous with death.
The legend about him is becoming more and more terrifying among the tree spirit community.
Just hearing its name will make you tremble with fear.
The sacrificial ceremony was immediately disrupted.
Such tree spirits gather here, naturally they are not just watching the fun, they themselves also want to pray, which is part of the ceremony.
Whoosh!
Si Xueyi arrived in an instant and landed on the tall and vast altar.
On the stone altar in the center of the altar, there is a rotten and broken tree, with hundreds of human monks hanging on its bare branches.
Those human monks had long since turned into mummies, with sunken eye sockets, shriveled and thin, and looked extremely miserable.
That’s not all!
The stone altar itself is filled with blood, and its red color is particularly eye-catching.
Si Xueyi's scalp was numb when he saw it. Even though he was used to big scenes, he was still severely shocked by the scene in front of him.
"Shura in white, you are actually here."
There were a total of eighteen king tree spirits around the stone altar, and King Luojia, who had dealt with Si Xueyi before, was also among them.
It has fully recovered from its injuries, its eyes are still glowing with golden light, and its strength seems to be much better than before.
Si Xueyi ignored it, pointed to the blood pool in front of him, and said, "Are these human monks?"
King Luojia sneered: "Of course, the blood of monsters alone is far from enough. The delicious blood of those spirit bodies born among you human monks is far beyond what monsters can match."
"We have been planning for hundreds of years for today. As long as the ancestor tree evolves successfully, we can break out of this forbidden land of divine bones."
"Break out of the forbidden land!"
"Break out of the forbidden land!"
After hearing King Luojia's words, the other kings and tree spirits became fanatical and shouted loudly one by one.
The sound was quickly sent out, and an army of hundreds of thousands of tree spirits also roared along with it.
The sound wave became as powerful as a tsunami, and Si Xueyi seemed extremely small in it.
King Luojia smiled proudly and said: "Shura in white, do you feel the power of this mountain roaring tsunami? You human monks are always arrogant and arrogant, thinking that you are omnipotent and looking down on us tree spirits."
"But no matter how powerful the genius is, will he still be able to return alive to this tree spirit tribe?"
As soon as it finished speaking, a purple electric spear whizzed past with a terrifying dragon power lingering around it.
In an instant, King Luojia was impaled by a spear.
It’s the Divine Dragon Falling Emperor Slash!
But only one dragon lotus petal was used.
Si Xueyi now has twenty-four dragon lotus petals, so she doesn't need to be as cautious as before when she performs the Divine Dragon Falling Emperor Slash.
King Luojia's vitality is rapidly passing away.
It can feel that the thunderous current on the spear is spreading wildly in its body with the energy of destruction.
It was the terrifying power of Dragon Lotus, Dragon Yuan, Dragon Power, and the three dragons in one.
"You...you..."
King Luojia no longer looked proud and looked at Si Xueyi in horror, unable to say anything else.
Si Xueyi said calmly: "Si has understood a truth very early on. When others say you are Shura, you'd better really be Shura, otherwise you will die miserably."
"It's a pity that you have offended the wrong person. I am not only Shura, I am also King Shura."
Bang!
The purple electric spear exploded, and King Luojia was blown into two halves and died on the spot.
"King Luojia!"
The other king tree spirits all screamed in fear.
Swish, swish, swish!
Si Xueyi's body turned, his clothes were as white as snow, and purple lightning spears burst out from his hands.
In an instant, the situation changes, and the sky and the earth lose color.
When he stopped, his long hair was dancing lightly, and his handsome face was filled with cold murderous intent.
Rumble!
The remaining seventeen king tree spirits were all blown into two halves and died without exception.
Lightning flashed on the altar, sawdust flew, and screams echoed endlessly.
The army of more than 100,000 tree spirits below became silent, trembling with fear.
In just a short time, all eighteen king tree spirits were killed.
This scene caused great shock to the tree spirits below, and many of the century-old tree spirits outside could not help but retreat.
Si Xueyi's expression did not change, and she calmly looked at the stone altar in front of her.
He said calmly: "Don't pretend to be dead, old man. Since you can peek at me with the eyes of the virtual world, you have already passed the stage of slumber."
"Jiejiejie..."
A burst of strange laughter came from the blood altar, and a strange human face appeared on the decayed old tree in front of the field of vision.
It was an evil face, with bloody fireworks surging in its eyes, staring at Si Xueyi.
It is the tree ancestor of this black forest. It said leisurely: "Nine hundred years ago, the human race did have a young Shura King. Even in this forbidden land, I have heard of his name. Countless monks have
I have told you about his great achievements, how dare you call yourself King Shura."
Bang!
As the voice of Tree Ancestor fell, the blood pool suddenly exploded, and countless blood splashed in all directions.
Si Xueyi's eyes were quick and his hands were cold, and then the dragon essence surged, supporting a golden energy shield.
Oh, the blood and water separated from it, and not a drop touched him.
Zizzi!
The blood falling on the ground made a sound, corroding holes into the altar.
The appearance of the dead tree in the stone altar also changed drastically, and the tree shook off the hanging mummy.
Then it condensed and condensed, reaching a height of a hundred feet, and turned into a tree spirit no more than three meters tall.
It is more than a hundred times smaller than the King Dryad, but its body has completely transformed into a human shape, and the power it surges is even more terrifying.
Shuzu stared at Si Xueyi and said with a sly smile: "Isn't your killing move very strong? You can kill my king in seconds. Try it on me too. Maybe I will fall like this."
Si Xueyi's expression was solemn, and his thoughts were like lightning.
He only has six dragon lotus petals left now, so he can no longer waste the opportunity to use his mobile phone!
Either don't take action, or once you take action, you must kill the opponent.
Shuzu seemed disdainful and full of confidence.
But these words still revealed some information. He was very afraid of the Divine Dragon Falling Emperor Slash, and he was not sure whether Si Xueyi could use the more powerful purple electric spear.
Si Xueyi said: "Did it scare you?"
The blood flames in Shuzu's eyes disappeared, and his hoarse voice spoke again.
"Although we tree spirits are not as talented as your human monks in martial arts, we have long lives and are not afraid of swords and guns. It can be said that we have no natural enemies in this forest. We are only afraid of two things, fire and thunder."
"When I was young, I was afraid of fire. The wind roared and the flames burst. I don't know how many seedlings died in the flames."
"When you are older, you are afraid of thunder. The older you are, the more you are afraid of thunder. Thunder is a calamity that God has sent down to the tree spirit. A small calamity in a hundred years, a big calamity in a thousand years, and a supreme calamity in ten thousand years."
The tree ancestor stared at Si Xueyi and said leisurely: "I am the only tree spirit in this black forest who has reached the end of ten thousand years. I am more afraid of thunder than any of my fellow racers. As a human monk, you can't even imagine that I am afraid of thunder.
How scared I am.”
His old voice trembled as he spoke, making him look weak and pitiful.
If it were an ordinary person, he might have been unable to bear it any longer and sacrificed the divine dragon and fallen emperor.
Si Xueyi showed no expression and said calmly: "Play, continue to play."
Tree Ancestor was stunned for a moment, blood flames flashing in his eyes.
He looked at Si Xueyi's disdainful face and said angrily: "You bastard, I'm going to skin you and cramp you, and I won't spare you any mercy!"
Wow!
The tree ancestor struck out with a palm, and a sharp branch flew out of his palm.
The branches are as sharp as spears and too fast for anyone to catch,
Even with Si Xueyi's strength, he only saw a blurry shadow, and he dodged it based on instinct.
Swish, swish, swish!
Tree Ancestor took action one after another, shooting out branches and spears one after another.
These branches not only blocked Si Xueyi's retreat, but also predicted his position after dodging.
Si Xueyi had no choice but to draw his sword out of its sheath.
Bang!
The sword body collided with the tree branches, making a loud noise and causing terrifying energy fluctuations.
The branches were obviously extremely slender, but when Si Xueyi's sword hit them, they felt as vast and heavy as a mountain.
His dragon energy surged, and his sword intent surged.
He could only move the branch a few inches away, barely avoiding his body.
The force coming back from the shock made his palms tingle and his internal organs shaking.
Tree Ancestor looked at it with great interest and said: "Human monk, you are weaker than I thought. Your sword intention is very powerful, but in the face of absolute power, it is really not enough."
Wow!
After confirming Si Xueyi's strength, Tree Ancestor stepped out of the blood pool and prepared to formally deal with Si Xueyi.
He saw the opportunity and rushed over, punching without hesitation.
The terrifying power blasted the Immortal Burial Sword away on the spot.
Whoosh!
Then, without stopping, he opened his hand and pinched Si Xueyi's neck, as fast as lightning.
Si Xueyi dodged the blow, but not Shuzu's backhand.
With a bang, he was hit in the chest and his body flew out on the spot.
Phew!
Si Xueyi fell on the edge of the altar and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Shuzu stared at Si Xueyi and said coldly: "White Shura, you seem to be injured a bit seriously."
Si Xueyi smiled and said, "It's indeed very heavy. As long as you take one step forward, you can easily take me away."
Shuzu smiled, and the boy was imitating his words.
He couldn't help showing a look of disdain in his eyes, and said coldly: "I show weakness on purpose because I have a fatal trick at my disposal at any time. If you imitate me in showing weakness, you are just like a three-year-old child, immature and ridiculous."
Shuzu was still a little hesitant at first, but after hearing Si Xueyi's words, his expression immediately became decisive.
"The sword is gone, will I still be afraid of you?"
Whoosh!
In one thought, he rushed over and came to Si Xueyi, raising his hand to catch him to death.
laugh!
The sharp fingers of the Tree Ancestor left five hideous blood marks on Si Xueyi's body, and the blood kept splattering.
But when he clenched his fingers, he caught nothing.
Si Xueyi had already been in the electric light, turned around, and came behind him.
A bolt of lightning roared from the cliff and disappeared in an instant.
It’s the holy sword Qiushui!
Si Xueyi seemed to have expected this step, and raised his hand to grab the Qiu Shui Sword.
When the tree ancestor turned around, the light of the holy sword was dazzling, illuminating the sky and reflecting in all directions.
The light of the sword falls, like a beautiful woman in the autumn water, so beautiful that nothing can be found.
Click!
One of Shuzu's arms was cut off on the spot, and he counterattacked with lightning speed with his other hand, knocking the Qiu Shui Sword away.
"Get out of here!"
Si Xueyi didn't care, the dragon roared in his body, and the divine dragon armor was instantly launched.
Silver light shines all over the body, and the dragon armor shocks the world.
Si Xueyi kicked out and kicked the tree ancestor who was on the edge of the altar a thousand meters away.
His expression was stern, and his brows were sharp, and he didn't look weak or seriously injured at all.
Si Xueyi had long discovered that the tree ancestor would become stronger the closer he was to the blood altar.