Wutongshu snorted coldly: "If your clan can come up with a way for me to break through, I don't mind going to the Tianfeng clan.
Otherwise, don't bother me."
"yes."
Feng Xiaoxiao responded quickly.
"Is this death?"
Wang Lian was surprised on the side.
When he saw Yang Yifei dare to attack the sycamore tree, he thought he was sure he could deal with him, but he was dead this time! "It's over, I shouldn't have followed him."
Wang Lian cried sadly.
The sycamore tree will never let him go.
If the humans knew that there was a half-emperor-level monster clan on their border, they would not be able to lure the Immortal Lord over.
"A little thing."
Wutongshu glanced at Wang Lian without taking it seriously and said, "Kill him."
She is too lazy to play such a small role.
Feng Xiaoxiao immediately took out her weapon, a half-immortal Phoenix Feather Sword, and rushed towards Wang Lian.
Wang Lian's realm is higher than Feng Xiaoxiao's, but strength doesn't just depend on his realm.
In one encounter, Wang Lian was seriously injured.
"die!"
Feng Xiaoxiao struck Wang Lian down with one sword.
Wang Lian sighed softly, closed his eyes and waited for death.
"Watching the excitement will kill people."
Wang Liandao.
He waited for a long time, but did not wait for an attack. He quickly opened his eyes and saw a figure standing in front of him, with one hand behind his back and the other hand holding the Phoenix Feather Sword between two fingers.
"Senior, are you not dead?"
Wang Lian exclaimed.
"Impossible! How could you not die?"
Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't believe it.
The attack from the sycamore tree was stronger than any attack from the demon king she had ever seen. Even if this human being was a golden immortal, he could not block the power of that attack.
How could he not be dead?
"Yes, my life and death are under your control. If you die, I will die too.
I'm not dead, how could you die?"
Feng Xiaoxiao said bitterly.
Wutongshu also looked at Yang Yifei in surprise, his face slightly changed: "You...are okay?"
She knew better than anyone how powerful that blow was.
Even a golden immortal can explode into ashes in front of you.
As a result, not only was this guy not dead, there wasn't even a trace of dust on his body, as if he had just freshened up and came out of home.
How is that possible! "Only you?"
Yang Yifei smiled contemptuously and said: "You are not qualified to kill me."
"you!"
The sycamore tree was furious.
Yang Yifei shook his head and said: "Your strength is too weak, pitifully weak."
He was very compassionate: "Hiding in the battlefield of the heavens does give you enough time to practice, but not fighting with others, debating, and blindly practicing behind closed doors can only turn you into a pig."
"Shut up!"
The sycamore tree was so angry that its body was shaking, and its branches and leaves were shaking wildly: "I have practiced hard for billions of years and have mastered all kinds of Taoism and magical powers. You compare me with something as lowly as a pig?"
"I was wrong."
Yang Yifei solemnly said: "Even a pig can become an emperor after living for such a long time.
You are worse than a pig."
"Shut up!"
The sycamore tree was furious, and branches fell down one after another.
The sycamore tree has accumulated so much energy that each branch is equivalent to an ancient sacred mountain, which is more powerful than any immortal weapon. The moment it is drawn down, it is as if the ancient sacred mountain is pressing down, and even an area of the sky can be exploded.
Faced with this attack, Yang Yifei sighed: "The ignorant have nothing to fear."
The sycamore tree is awesome.
But her power lies in the fact that she has accumulated huge amounts of energy, has the status of a semi-emperor, and is good at overpowering others with her strength.
The ordinary Golden Immortal Demon King is also a dead character when encountering a sycamore tree.
But Yang Yifei is different.
Strictly speaking, his current strength is only at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal. At some point, he can barely be considered a weak Golden Immortal. In a face-to-face fight, he should not be Wutongshu's opponent.
But he has mastered the power of many avenues, especially the two mysterious avenues of reincarnation and time.
Facing the blow from the sycamore tree, Yang Yifei put his hands behind his back and stood proudly motionless, just whispering: "Time reincarnation!"
Whoosh! A time wheel blooms, cutting into the future along a certain mysterious connection.
Summoning his future powerful self to take action, this kind of cheating gave Yang Yifei the confidence to dare to attack the sycamore tree.
"This is...the Avenue of Reincarnation! The Avenue of Time!"
The sycamore tree trembled violently, and the face that had not changed much showed excitement: "By mastering these two avenues, I can lose my true body, shrink my size, and leave the battlefields of the heavens."
Unfortunately, although she is strong, the energy in her body is too huge, and her reduced size cannot accommodate so much energy, forcing her to hide in the battlefields of the heavens with her tall body.
Although Wan Zhang Gao is not very high compared to some races, there is a problem when a sycamore tree is so tall.
But as long as she masters the two mysterious avenues of reincarnation and time, she can gain some insights from them, refine those energies, shrink her size, and be able to freely enter and exit the battlefields of the heavens.
"Boy, give me your soul."
Wutongshu was excited and took action with all his strength.
Seize his soul, take away his entire understanding of time and reincarnation, refine his energy, and leave the battlefield in the heavens.
The sycamore tree was so excited that it couldn't help itself.
Boom! The sycamore tree struck with all its strength, and the space exploded, as if thousands of suns exploded together. The energy was so overwhelming that all living creatures within billions of miles around could feel it at the same time.
"Who... is so strong?"
Hua Heng, who was responsible for protecting Hua Taixu and Wei Qing, turned his head suddenly with a look of shock on his face.
"Such a powerful force, mixed with firepower. Could it be related to the God of Fire?"
Yang Xi's beautiful eyes narrowed and she made a decisive decision: "Go and grab it!"
"This kind of power, this kind of power..." Tiger Demon Hou, who had fallen out with Mo Yunfei, looked into the distance and trembled.
Countless creatures, some trembled under this power and did not dare to raise their heads, while others rushed towards the source of the power, trying to gain wealth and danger to see if they could get some benefits.
Just when the sycamore tree struck with all its strength.
A finger stretched out from the time cycle and touched her gently.
Bang! The sound is not loud.
But Wutong Tree's body shook, and his huge face showed a look of horror.
She wanted to say something, but before she could speak, the powerful aura suddenly disappeared.
It's like it never happened.
The whole tree rose from the ground, quickly shrank, and finally became one meter high, falling into Yang Yifei's hands.
With one finger, he destroyed the sycamore tree and captured it.
"This..." Feng Xiaoxiao trembled physically and mentally.
Such a powerful blow can be blocked and counterattacked with one finger. How powerful is this?
"The Immortal Lord is definitely the Immortal Lord! Behind the senior, there is the Immortal Lord's backer!"
Wang Lian exclaimed in his heart, excited.
This thigh hug is right.
In his opinion, only the Immortal Lord could defeat the Wutong Tree so easily.
"Can you please don't disturb me if you're fine?
I was almost killed by you."
The faint voice reached Yang Yifei's ears, and his heart trembled.
My future self is so powerful that I almost died. How strong must the enemy be?