The roots of the Huangquan Ghost Willow had been cut off by a few of them before, and now they were slashed by the Cold Moon Ice Sword!

The bright red juice like spring water splashed out, and the ghost willow of Huangquan shook violently, and the branches danced wildly, all of which were drawn towards Liu Qinghuan. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Now that there is no threat of corpses outside, Liu Qinghuan is not stupid, has he been staying under the demon tree and being smoked, so he has already smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped all the way to the open space outside.

The ghost willow of Huangquan struggled for a few breaths, and finally stopped abruptly like a lamp running out of oil, and the branches that were still dancing their teeth and claws hung down weakly, twitching slightly.

The Cold Moon Ice Sword flew back again, splitting the last bit of bark that was connected to it, and saw the trunk of the tree more than three feet high tilting and falling to the ground with a bang.

Finally dead!

Liu Qinghuan bent his knees and knelt on the ground with a "bang"!

If he doesn't die, he will die, his spiritual power has bottomed out, and now he can only release a wooden thorn at most.

Looking at the corpse general and the Huangquan Ghost Willow who fell to the ground, Liu Qinghuan didn't expect that he would be able to kill them. It's just a struggle for your life.

He originally thought that Huangquan Ghost Willow could capture the corpse general before, and he must have another ability. Even if you don't suck it dry, you can always contain it. For the sake of this only glimmer of life, he did not hesitate to use himself as a target for the ghost willow to smoke, which was better than being like Ma Chong and Yao Yuanbing, who died on the spot with a single shot.

Who knew that this Huangquan ghost willow actually had the Huangquan qi that specializes in overcoming ghosts, which can be described as an unexpected joy, so he seized the opportunity to kill the corpse general in one fell swoop.

It's too dangerous! This kind of danger will come again, and he will feel that his life will be shortened by several years.

Liu Qinghuan felt the injury on his left shoulder, and the bleeding had stopped, but the five claw marks and the piece of meat that had been stripped off were not so fast.

It's a pity that Luo Die's spider clothes were destroyed.

At this time, there was no living creature in the whole cave except himself. Liu Qinghuan threw another Hui Yuan Pill and an Antidote Pill into his mouth, and then began to pack up the spoils of his hard work.

He walked over to the green-faced fanged corpse and kicked it in the body. This guy is too powerful, copper-skinned and iron-clad, and magic weapons can't penetrate his defenses at all.

The corpse general's Yin Dan is the size of a pigeon's egg, and when you hold it in your hand, it contains a very strong yin qi.

He happily took it and looked at it for a while, and then took out the Yin Pills of the other corpse puppets one by one. Counting, there are more than a dozen large and small.

This time there was a lot of gain, Liu Qinghuan put away the Yin Pill with satisfaction, only to feel that the pain of the wound on his back had also been reduced a lot.

He walked to the trunk of the Huangquan ghost willow again, and used his last spiritual power to search the body of the tree and find the heart of the Huangquan ghost willow.

That section of the heart of the tree was only two inches long, and its whole body was yellow, and it looked very extraordinary, and it should not be as simple as nourishing the divine sense.

Liu Qinghuan thought about it, the ordinary Huangquan ghost willow has never heard of the birth of the Huangquan Qi, it seems that the tree here has mutated for some reason, and this tree heart is probably the root of the Huangquan Qi.

He injected his spiritual power into it, and sure enough, he saw the breath of the Yellow Spring seeping out in wisps, wrapping the heart of the tree in it.

Liu Qinghuan was overjoyed, and tried to stimulate all the yellow spring qi in the heart of the tree, and finally condensed into a yellow cloud the size of an almond, and he manipulated it to circle in the air.

Very good, this Yellow Spring Qi is extremely rare, as soon as the ghost thing is touched, it will be fixed without the ability to resist, and it can play a big role in this underground palace!

Liu Qinghuan satisfactorily manipulated the Yellow Spring Qi back to the heart of the tree, and watched all the Yellow Spring Qi dissolve into the heart of the tree again, and then put it away.

After that, he put the entire trunk of the tree into the storage bag, and dug out the roots of the Huangquan ghost willow left in place. This ghost willow wood is a good thing for alchemy, and it can't be wasted.

Liu Qinghuan looked around at the ruined cave, where the broken bodies of Yao Yuanbing and Ma Chong were still in place.

He sighed.

Speaking of which, they are still too arrogant, although they all saw the corpse puppets tied to the Huangquan Ghost Willow Tree, even Liu Qinghuan thought that most of the corpse puppets had been sucked to death by the Ghost Willow, and the remaining few were not a problem.

But the corpse puppet is a dead thing, or if it doesn't move and don't open its eyes, how can it tell if it's dead or alive!

Yao Yuanbing was still thinking about calculating others before, but who knew that he was the first to die; after Ma Chong was saved by him, when he saw the corpse in the blink of an eye, he turned his head and ran away unthankfully.

Although these two people couldn't sympathize with him, they were both monks, and they couldn't let them be exposed to the wilderness.

He summoned two fireballs, reducing their bones to ashes.

Liu Qinghuan picked up the storage bag of the two and took a look. The things in Ma Chong's storage bag were very ordinary, except for the Lei Suo, there were two ordinary magic weapons, and there were not many spirit stones.

And Yao Yuanbing of Yaowang Mountain is quite wealthy, there are a lot of spirit stones and pills in the storage bag, and there are more than a dozen jade boxes containing spirit grass. Liu Qinghuan opened one of them at random, and then shouted out in a lost voice: "Zi Chuncao!"

This is the main spiritual grass for refining Tsukidan. This spring grass has a thick stem and a thick dark green leaf, and the age is at least more than 100 years old!

Liu Qinghuan was overjoyed, and couldn't wait to open the other jade boxes, and found a few more elixirs needed to refine the Zhuji Dan. Obviously, Yao Yuanbing wanted to refine the Ji Dan by himself before, these few spiritual herbs and elixirs were not so easy to find, they must have taken a lot of effort to collect, but now they are cheap Liu Qinghuan.

Liu Qinghuan sighed with emotion, the road to cultivating immortals was bumpy step by step, and he didn't know if he would die one day, and his belongings would naturally fall into other people's pockets.

He glanced at the huge cavern, and then transported the corpses of the corpse puppet and the corpse general together with spiritual power, and burned them all. At this point, there is nothing else in this cave.

He groaned for a moment, came to the exit where the defensive array was buried, took out the array disk, turned and walked back. It's safer in an empty cave than anywhere else. It is not good to leave a defensive array, it is easy to arouse the curiosity of others, it is better to open it up so that people can see at a glance that there is nothing here.

Coming to a corner in the depths of the cave, Liu Qinghuan put on a purple cloud canopy and began to recuperate his injuries and restore his spiritual power. Compared to the protective array that would leak a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, in this kind of dangerous dungeon, he trusted the concealment ability of the purple cloud canopy more.

After a day and a night, the spiritual power finally returned to its peak state, and the injury on his back was much better. Liu Qinghuan didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurried to the place agreed with Yun Zheng. Otherwise, with Yun Zheng's character, he will give him a white eye when he turns back.

The passage in the dungeon is complicated, and there are all kinds of corpse puppets blocking the way, Liu Qinghuan took two days to arrive at the agreed place, which is a cave that is larger than the place where the ghost willow of Huangquan is located, because it is connected to the entrance to the third layer, so they will make an appointment there.

Liu Qinghuan walked into the cave, but couldn't help but be a little surprised at first glance. Yun Zheng is not the only one here, there are four other people.

Yun Zheng was originally sitting alone, but when he saw him coming, he stood up to greet him, and sure enough, he gave him a roll of his eyes first, and let out a cold snort from his nose.

Liu Qinghuan rushed to communicate with him before Yun Zheng spoke, and told him about the ghost willow in Huangquan.

Yun Zheng frowned frequently when he heard this, and finally said gloomily: "Then Qiu Datong and Song Zhi must not let me touch them, otherwise they will have good fruits to eat!"

Liu Qinghuan nodded in agreement, but quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Yun Zheng was really distracted by him and forgot to settle accounts with him, haha.

As for Qiu Datong and Song Zhi, at that life-and-death moment, it is understandable that they would leave others and flee, after all, they are not familiar with each other, and there is no friendship that no one must save whom. It's just that Song Zhi was a little damaged, afraid that the corpse would chase him, so he actually blew up the exit, making Liu Qinghuan fall directly into the desperate situation of the turtle in the urn!

Liu Qinghuan said: "Forget it, just give them some color when you run into it." He glanced at the other four people in the cave and asked, "Who are those people?"