Taking advantage of the opportunity when the Illusory Shadow of the Moro Sacred Tree was almost collapsed by the giant tortoise, Fang Lin let out an earth-shattering roar, holding an ancient spear, and rushed directly towards the Illusory Shadow of the Sacred Tree of Namoro. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Hearing only a boom, the phantom of the Namoro Sacred Tree was finally unable to support it, and was broken by the ancient spear, turning into a little light and shadow and dissipating.

Not only that, Fang Lin was even holding a spear, with a murderous aura all over his body, like a crazy beast, and pounced on the white-clothed young man.

The young man in white had a shocked look on his face, but he was more gloomy, and he was about to use a real killing move to kill the opponent, but unexpectedly, the three soul nails from his chest suddenly attacked.

Burst!

A mouthful of black blood spurted out, making the clothes of the young man in white no longer pure white, and it was even more shocking.

Seeing this, Fang Lin knew that this white-clothed young man was not in good shape, and he suddenly became murderous and wanted to kill him in one fell swoop.

"You want to kill me, you're not enough!" Although the young man in white vomited blood, he still did not panic in the slightest, and with a slap on his forehead, the green rusty copper coffin flew out.

With a single sound, the ancient spear slammed into the green rusty copper coffin, which immediately caused the copper coffin to stir, and a terrifying wave of qi swept away.

Fang Lin spurted blood, his steps staggered backwards, and the young man in white also spurted out two mouthfuls of black blood one after another, and more pain appeared on his face.

The green rusty copper coffin retreated slightly, and under the control of the young man in white, it pressed towards Fang Lin again, and its momentum was extremely strong.

Fang Lin was covered in black gas, his unicorn suit protected his body, holding an ancient spear, and constantly fighting with the green rusty copper coffin.

The thousand-year-old corpse ginseng had already changed to its original appearance, lying on the ground, panting heavily, obviously not helping Fang Lin with anything.

"His grandmother's, Uncle Ben is really exhausted this time, it is estimated that there will be no three or five months, and he will not be able to recover. The thousand-year-old corpse ginseng scolded weakly.

When the young man in white saw that Fang Lin was so violent, he could actually fight with his treasure bronze coffin, and he was shocked in his heart, but also retreated.

Although the young man in white still had hole cards and killing moves that he hadn't shown, he was sure that once he showed his true skills, he would be able to defeat Fang Lin.

However, the three Soul Nails in his chest were too deadly for him to use all his strength, and if the time to fight with people dragged on for too long, the Soul Nails would attack even more severely.

Only by untying the shackles of the soul nail can the young man in white really let go of the battle without any scruples.

Obviously, now is not the best time for the young man in white to let go of the fight, and retreating is the wisest choice.

"Today, I will let you go, and take good care of the Supreme Fragment for me, and I will come to pick it up myself when the time comes. The young man in white said coldly.

"Do you want to leave, do you have a chance?" Fang Lin laughed, and with a slap of the Nine Palaces, eighty-one Dan Furnaces flew out with a roar, blocking any direction in which the white-clothed young man retreated.

These eighty-one Dan furnaces were obtained by Fang Lin from the Nine Palace Bags of these hall masters, and the eighty-one Dan furnaces that were originally obtained from the Danji Pagoda were completely destroyed during the life-and-death battle with Emperor Xuan.

Seeing this, the young man in white looked even more gloomy, summoning the green rusty copper coffin to return, wanting to use the bronze coffin to open the way and break out.

"Formation!" Fang Lin shouted, and the eighty-one Dan furnaces instantly formed a hundred Ding Zhou Tian Array, and within each Dan furnace, there were raging flames.

The flames soared into the sky, and the eighty-one Dan furnaces turned, trapping the white-clothed young man in the formation, making it difficult for him to find a chance to break through for a while.

"It's naïve to want to trap me. The young man in white clutched his chest, and the green rust copper coffin suddenly opened.

I saw that from the bronze coffin, a sapling appeared, exuding unimaginable shocking fluctuations.

"How is it possible? you actually have the seedlings of the Moro Sacred Tree?" Fang Lin was shocked, feeling very unbelievable.

The Moro Sacred Tree is a sacred tree that only existed in ancient times, with the majestic power of heaven and earth, and it takes 10,000 years for each Moro Sacred Tree to truly grow.

This young man in white actually owns a seedling of the Moro Sacred Tree, and such a chance is already very against the sky.

The seedlings of the Moro Sacred Tree appeared, and a concussive force swept out, and the eighty-one Dan Furnaces were suddenly affected, unable to maintain the formation, and scattered one after another.

"Let's go!" The young man in white stepped directly on the green rust bronze coffin, holding the seedlings of the Namoro Holy Tree, and directly rushed out of the Baiding Zhou Heavenly Array, and walked away.

Fang Lin wanted to stop it, but he couldn't do anything, not to mention that the power of the green rust copper coffin was difficult to guess, and the seedlings of the Namoro Holy Tree had unimaginable power.

"It's a pity. Fang Lin said in his mouth, taking the ancient spear into his pocket, and his appearance returned to normal.

With a wave of his hand, all the eighty-one Dan furnaces flew back and were put away by Fang Lin, this time the plan was a failure.

But it's not all for nothing, at least it shows more of the strength of this young man in white.

As soon as he thought that this white-clothed young man had the Moro Holy Tree seedlings in his hands, Fang Lin felt that his head was big for a while, he originally thought that the white-clothed young man's strength was just a strange coffin, but he didn't expect that even the Moro Sacred Tree seedlings had such a perverted thing.

Moreover, in addition to the treasures, the strength of the white-clothed young man himself is also very strong, although he has not stepped into the spirit bone realm, but it is not inferior to the spirit bone realm powerhouse.

The biggest gap between Fang Lin and the white-clothed young man was in terms of realm, if Fang Lin was in the same realm, even if the other party had the Moro Sacred Tree seedling, Fang Lin would be sure to defeat him.

However, it is also possible that the young man in white still has reservations, after all, Fang Lin also saw the three black nails, I am afraid that the existence of these three black nails will affect the strength of the young man in white.

"The twelve descendants of the Supreme Temple, if everyone else is as perverted as this one, it will be too much trouble. Fang Lin said with a wry smile, and glanced at the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng lying on the ground not far away and pretending to be dead.

"Don't pretend, you're doing well this time. Fang Lin said.

As soon as the thousand-year-old corpse ginseng heard this, he immediately got up from the ground, with a triumphant expression: "Of course, Uncle Ben is so wise and powerful, if it weren't for this little white face running fast, he would have to kneel on the ground and kowtow and beg for mercy." ”

Fang Lin scolded: "It's serious to praise you, this time we missed it, that little white face is too powerful, let's clean him up next time." ”

As he spoke, Fang Lin threw a thousand-year-old medicine to the corpse ginseng.

The thousand-year-old corpse ginseng was immediately unhappy: "Boy, isn't there a 10,000-year-old ancient medicine, why do you give me these back?"

Fang Lin said with a smile: "Who said that they were going to give you the 10,000-year-old ancient medicine? Haven't you only lived for a thousand years? You still want to take the 10,000-year-old ancient medicine, you think too much." ”

The thousand-year-old corpse ginseng is called a gas, I originally thought that I could get the 10,000-year-old ancient medicine and feast on it, but I didn't expect to be played by Fang Lin.

"Who said that Uncle Ben has only lived for a thousand years? Uncle Ben, I..." The thousand-year-old corpse ginseng said angrily, but halfway through speaking, he held back.

Fang Lin's brows moved slightly, as if he had heard something, but he didn't say much.