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The first thousand nine hundred and sixty-one chapters

"He, how on earth did he do it?"

"Is he really capable of taking away the mother sycamore tree?"

Seeing the scene in front of them, the immortals in Wuliang Mountain were no longer as calm as before.

If the mother sycamore tree is really taken away by Gu Tiange, it will bring immeasurable losses to Wuliang Mountain.

What's more, Wuliang Cave is still controlled by Gutian Singer.

Protected by the mother plane tree, no one is Gu Tiange's opponent. Even if he empties the entire Wuliang Mountain treasure house, no one can stop him.

"Brave boy, do you still want to be mysterious and use such despicable means to deceive us?"

Ancestor Liuying's expression changed and he shouted at Gu Tiange.

"Mother sycamore tree, someone has offended me, what do you think I should do?"

Gu Tiange looked at the rejuvenated sycamore mother tree, which had grown a new crown and was full of vitality, and said lightly.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

A series of harsh piercing sounds suddenly sounded.

Three sycamore branches cut through the sky, attacking the screaming Ancestor Liuying at a speed exceeding dozens of times the speed of light.

Sensing danger, Ancestor Liuying instinctively dodged.

But the attack speed of the sycamore branch was too fast. Before she could react, it broke through her defense and penetrated her body.

Suddenly, a large amount of blood flowed out of her body, and the vitality in her body was drained at an extremely fast speed.

"No, no, mother tree, I know I was wrong, please let me go!"

With his life hanging by a thread, Patriarch Liuying became timid and kept begging for mercy.

But the mother plane tree remained unmoved by her begging for mercy and continued to kill her vitality.

Ancestor Wufeng, the Eight-Armed Lion King and others on the side were even more frightened by this scene. They stood there as if struck by lightning, not daring to rescue them at all.

In just three breaths, Ancestor Liuying's immortal core shattered.

Her vitality also disappeared and she died on the spot.

"Gu..."

Witnessing the scene of the Wutong Mother Tree killing Ancestor Liuying, not only Ancestor Wufeng, the Eight-Armed Lion King and others were frightened, but the other immortals in Wuliang Mountain were also dumbfounded.

They did not expect that Gu Tiange was so powerful that he could not only open countless holes, but also control the sycamore tree.

"Eight Arms, do you still want to compete with me for the position of the new master of Wuliang Mountain?"

Gu Tiange looked at the frightened Eight-Armed Lion King, whose expression changed drastically, and said indifferently.

"I, I..."

The eight-armed lion king glanced at the gloomy ancestor Wufeng and didn't know how to answer.

"The Mother Tree of Wutong, according to the ancestral teachings of Wuliang Mountain, I will become the new owner of Wuliang Mountain after I get this handbook. However, he violated the ancestral teachings, framed me, and even wanted to kill me. What do you think I should do with him!"

Gu Tiange looked at the hesitant eight-armed lion king and said to the mother sycamore tree.

"No, no, I am willing to give up my position as the leader of Wuliang Mountain!"

Gu Tiange's words gave the Eight-Armed Lion King a strong sense of danger. He did not dare to hesitate any longer and quickly expressed his stance.

But it was too late, the mother sycamore tree had already shot out three green branches and attacked him.

"Blood Escape!"

When the sycamore branches came, the eight-armed lion king ignited his new blood without hesitation and turned into a streak of blood in an attempt to escape.

But the speed at which he escaped could not be compared with that of a sycamore tree branch.

"Puff!"

A large amount of blood spattered out from his chest, staining his clothes red, and his vitality drained away at an extremely fast speed.

"Old, ancestor, save me!"

The eight-armed lion king grabbed the sycamore branch that pierced his chest, looked at the ancestor Wufeng whose expression changed drastically, used his last strength, and shouted in pain.

But Ancestor Wu Feng could not save himself. He did not dare to rescue him at all, and watched the eight-armed lion king die on the spot.

Liu Ying and the Eight-Armed Lion King died one after another. Ancestor Wu Feng, who smelled a strong smell of danger, did not dare to stay for long and turned around to leave.

"Wufeng, where do you want to go?"

Suddenly, Gu Tiange's voice came into his ears.

"What, you still want to kill them all?"

Ancestor Wufeng felt powerful in his heart. He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, glared at Gu Tiange who was standing under the sycamore tree, and whispered in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Gu Tiange said calmly: "I will never show mercy to my enemies. Do you think I will spare your life?"

"you……"

Ancestor Wu Feng went crazy.

He never dreamed that he would be in desperate situation in Wuliang Mountain.

"Wu Feng, if you have any last words, just say them. I'm afraid you won't have a chance if it's too late!"

Gu Tiange looked at him quietly and pronounced his fate.

"No one can kill me!"

Ancestor Wufeng did not accept his fate. He quickly used Wuliangshan's inherited magical power and transformed a large number of purple clouds to cover him, hoping to use the confusion of the purple clouds to escape.

"Crack!"

Just when he was performing the Ziyun Illusion Kung Fu, the ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed.

A large number of black tree roots that looked like dragons rose from the ground and instantly wrapped around his body.

"No!"

His body was entangled, and Ancestor Wufeng let out a long roar of despair, burning his blood and longevity energy crazily, trying to break free from the shackles of the roots of the sycamore tree.

Although he is a four-star human immortal, his power is far from that of the sycamore mother tree.

In less than ten breaths, the blood in his whole body burned, and blood energy burst into the sky. Ancestor Wu Feng, who was evolving various physical phenomena, was wrapped around the roots of the sycamore tree to death.

"We are willing to respect you as the new master of Wuliang Mountain, but please don't kill us!"

Several of the Eight-Armed Lion King's confidants were frightened to death when they witnessed the death of the second ancestor and the Eight-Armed Lion King. In order to survive, they knelt on the ground in a very spineless manner and begged for mercy.

"Red Dust Immortal, if I hadn't guessed, you should be the oldest ancestor in Wuliang Mountain!"

Gu Tiange ignored the several immortals kneeling on the ground, looked at the solemn-looking Ancestor Hongchen, and said lightly.

"How on earth did you do that?"

Hongchenxian took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart.

Until this moment, he still couldn't believe that the Wutong Mother Tree, their last patron saint that had protected Wuliang Mountain for countless years, was easily controlled by Gu Tiange and became his murderous weapon.

"My patience is limited. If you continue to be stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Gu Tiange gradually lost his patience. He stood under the huge canopy of the sycamore tree and warned coldly.

"I didn't expect that hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the descendants of Wuliangxian are no longer as good as the previous ones!"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded in the sycamore tree.

"A bunch of frogs in a well."

"It is your blessing that Your Excellency can become the new master of Wuliang Mountain. Not only are you not grateful, but you dare to go against Your Excellency. You are really impatient."

"Tree, tree spirit!"

Seeing the old faces appearing on the mother sycamore tree, Hongchenxian and others were shocked and knelt on the ground one after another.

"I now support you as the new master of Wuliang Mountain, do any of you have any objections?" the sycamore tree asked majestically.

"I have no objection!"

How dare Hongchenxian and others disobey the order of the Wutong Mother Tree, they expressed their stance one after another.

"Sir, for the sake of my old master, please give them another chance!" said the sycamore mother tree spirit.

"Do you know who I am?"

Gu Tiange quietly looked at the sycamore tree spirit and said in a message.

"To be honest, the incarnation of my old master just sent me a message and revealed some information about you!" said the sycamore mother tree spirit.

"Hey, it doesn't matter. Considering that they are of Yihua's bloodline, I won't make it difficult for them!"

Gu Tiange restrained his murderous thoughts and spoke slowly.

"On behalf of the old master Wutong, I would like to thank you for your kindness!" the Wutong mother tree said gratefully.

In the end, Gu Tiange became the new master of Wuliang Mountain under the shock of the Wutong Mother Tree.


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