818. Chapter 818: The Shadow of the Sacred Tree of Moro

Fang Lin appeared extremely suddenly, he performed a traceless body technique that he hadn't performed for a long time, and quietly approached the back of the young man in white. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With the spear in his hand, he had a murderous aura, and there was a hint of awe-inspiring intent in Fang Lin's eyes, he wanted to deal with this white-clothed young man in the shortest possible time.

If it was an ordinary Spirit Vein Martial Artist, he would not be able to detect Fang Lin's approach at all, and even if he did, at such a step, in the face of Fang Lin's strong attack, there would be no time and opportunity to react at all.

But this time, Fang Lin miscalculated.

"Think I don't know?" The young man in white let out an indifferent voice, and it was the moment the ancient spear attacked, he grabbed Fang Lin's wrist.

Fang Lin suddenly changed color, lost the opportunity, and wanted to retreat, but found that the white-clothed young man was extremely powerful, like an iron hoop, and grabbed Fang Lin's wrist tightly.

"Get out!" Fang Lin shouted angrily, the ancient spear in his hand erupted with an earth-shattering murderous aura.

"Even if there are divine soldiers, it's a pity that the strength is too weak. The young man in white sneered, his forehead opened, and he saw a towering ancient tree emerge, enveloping the young man in white under the ancient tree.

Rumble!!!

The murderous aura of the ancient spear erupted, all pouring down on the phantom of the towering ancient tree, but it was not able to hurt the white-clothed young man in the slightest.

"His grandmother's, why is this little white face so sustenant?" exclaimed, his eyes rolling, and he seemed to want to smear oil on the soles of his feet.

Fang Lin held the ancient spear in his hand, looking at the white-clothed young man coldly, especially staring at the illusory shadow of the ancient tree surging around the white-clothed young man, and felt a little heavy in his heart.

The white-clothed young man's clothes fluttered, and the phantom of the ancient tree hovered, looking indifferently at Fang Lin and the thousand-year-old corpse.

"You two, exactly the same, although I don't know why, but as long as you are all solved, it must be clear. The young man in white said.

Fang Lin gritted his teeth secretly, he had to admit that he had miscalculated a little, this white-clothed young man was unexpectedly strong, it seemed that he had reservations when he fought with Emperor Xuan, who had changed for thousands of years.

And this time, he teamed up with the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng and wanted to kill the young man in white by surprise, but he still saw through it.

"Today you will surely die. Fang Lin said, although there were some mistakes, but the plan couldn't catch up with the changes, no matter what, it had come to this point, so I could only bite the bullet, it was best to kill this young man in white, even if it couldn't be solved, there was a way to leave.

"That's right, you will definitely die, and Grandpa Ben will beat you all over the ground to find your teeth. The thousand-year-old corpse ginseng said, and his body changed, and he turned into the appearance of the young man in white.

Seeing this, the young man in white suddenly frowned, and he felt more and more puzzled.

Fang Lin secretly admired in his heart, this thousand-year-old corpse ginseng transformation technique was extremely powerful, and he actually turned into a young man in white, and now there was a good show to watch.

"Look at Uncle Ben's old tree roots!" the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng shouted, and an ancient tree phantom also appeared above his head, smashing towards the white-clothed young man.

"Ridiculous. The white-clothed young man snorted coldly, and the phantom of the ancient tree around him did not move like a mountain, allowing the phantom of the ancient tree sacrificed by the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng to burst in.

Hearing only a muffled sound, the white-clothed young man did not move at all, and the phantom of the ancient tree that enveloped his whole body still existed, only slightly dim.

And the phantom of the ancient tree sacrificed by the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng has completely collapsed, and it can't break through the defense of the young man in white at all.

"You can imitate my moves, but you can't imitate my true power. The young man in white said, the whole person's momentum was even worse, and it faintly reached the level of a spirit bone.

This moment, Fang Lin suddenly changed color, this young man in white turned out to be deeply hidden, with such a majestic strength.

"Now it seems that the Supreme Fragment should be on you. The young man in white looked at Fang Lin, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a hint of play.

"How about that?" Fang Lin replied coldly.

The white-clothed young man shook his head slightly: "I just think it's a little strange, with your strength, how did you become a temple heir? Could it be that in the past so many years, the temple has been so low in the standard for accepting heirs?"

These words were completely contempt for Fang Lin, because in the eyes of the young man in white, Fang Lin's strength was not enough to become a temple heir.

Fang Lin sneered: "Then what about you, why don't you use the martial arts of the Supreme Temple? have you not learned it, or do you not dare to use it at all?"

The young man in white looked as usual, stretched out a hand, and grabbed it directly towards Fang Lin.

"To deal with you, why do you need to use the martial arts of the Supreme Temple?" said the white-clothed young man, his big hand carrying a majestic internal strength, as if he wanted to suppress Fang Lin in one fell swoop.

Fang Lin didn't dare to be careless, holding the ancient spear in his hand, which stimulated the true power of the ancient spear.

Rumble!!!

The red hair and red pupils appeared on Fang Lin's body again, a terrifying murderous aura filled Fang Lin's body, and the ancient spear erupted with an extremely terrifying aura.

"Kill!" Fang Lin roared angrily, and the ancient spear reached out, stabbing straight at the roaring towering hand.

Accompanied by a majestic murderous aura, the ancient spear collided with the big hand, like a conflict between heaven and earth, and like a clash of water and fire.

Blood spurted from Fang Lin's mouth, but the fierceness in his eyes was even worse, it seemed to be affected by this ancient spear, Fang Lin wanted to fight this white-clothed young man with his life.

"Look for death!" The young man in white had a gloomy face, the phantom of the ancient tree flew out, and thousands of branches and leaves were sprinkled.

Murderous Qi Protector, those scattered branches and leaves kept hitting Fang Lin's body, and they were all blocked by the murderous aura.

The phantom of the ancient tree had a majestic majesty, as if it had come from the primeval years, and appeared directly above the square forest.

Even if it hadn't come yet, that momentum had already made Fang Lin feel unbearable pain all over his body, as if his whole body was about to collapse.

"Moro Sacred Tree!" Fang Lin said the name of the ancient tree through his gritted teeth.

"You know this tree, you can be regarded as having some knowledge, and you are considered to have died under the sacred tree of Moro, and you are considered to have died a well-deserved death. The young man in white laughed.

Even though he had the ancient spear in his hand, the power of the Namoro Sacred Tree was too strong, and if Fang Lin was at a higher level, he might be able to resist it.

But right now, the situation is critical, and it is about to be suppressed by the Namora Sacred Tree.

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Lin slapped the Nine Palace Bag and took out the blood-colored long sword, using the power of two divine weapons to resist the suppression of this Moro Holy Tree.

But at this moment, the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng screamed, and it turned out to be the appearance of the giant tortoise demon king.

"His grandmother's! Uncle Ben is dying!" The thousand-year-old corpse ginseng turned into a giant tortoise, and with its huge body, it slammed into the phantom of the Namoro Sacred Tree.

At this moment, the entire Gu Dan Forbidden Land seemed to tremble.

The strong man in charge of presiding over the Gu Dan Forbidden Land of the Dan League was suddenly shocked, just now, they thought that the Gu Dan Forbidden Land was about to collapse.

"What?" The young man in white was shocked, and the phantom of the Moro Sacred Tree was also knocked to the ground.