In the underground mine that was mostly destroyed and collapsed, countless translucent roots ignored the obstruction of the earth and rocks, and stretched wildly.

And in the center, Liu Qinghuan just stood there calmly, Sansang Mu was not driven by him, he was like a bystander, looking at Long Yangzi who was struggling desperately not far away.

Shenmu is rare in the world, Long Yangzi paid a heavy price for his arrogance, Sansang Mu took care of him deliberately, and all the roots that were wrapped around him were condensed and formed.

Those sharp nails no longer work, leaving only superficial marks on the roots that are only the thickness of a finger. The purple vines rushed out frantically, trying to form a cocoon to protect their master, but they were easily twisted and pierced!

Long Yangzi wanted to escape, but found that he had been nailed to the spot, but how could he be willing to do so?!

He roared, waving his hands in vain, and the destructive aura erupted in waves, and the stormy purple rays shot out like sunlight, barely blocking the roots of the heavens and the earth.

The purple veins on his body had densely formed into patches, covering all the exposed skin, and his eyes turned into a dark purple that was close to black, glaring at Liu Qinghuan fiercely.

Liu Qinghuan was taken aback, as early as when the purple light continued to erupt on Long Yangzi's body, he had already put away Ji Yue's body on the ground and quietly retreated, most of the other party's terrifying power was blocked by Sansang Mu, so he didn't feel threatened.

But now, Long Yangzi has paid attention to him, and he is obviously much weaker than Sansangmu.

He didn't dare to be careless, and immediately turned the death sword in his hand into a living sword and opened the realm supernatural power.

The white mist covered his figure, and a trace of green drifted in the white mist.

But I saw that Long Yangzi sang a string of mysterious whispers in his mouth, and there was an invisible power bulging, and the wisteria that was entwined with the roots became smooth, showing a crystal jade color, as if it was carved from amethyst, and a bud was born on each node, which quickly grew to the size of a fist, and then bloomed.

A faint black and purple aura rose up, and even though those buds were damaged a lot by the roots of the three mulberry trees, they were still scattered and diffused.

Liu Qinghuan hid in the realm of life and found that as long as he came into contact with those black and purple qi, the white mist would dissipate as if it had been corrupted. He can only try his best to maintain, but the scope of the domain is rapidly being eaten away and shrinking!

He was horrified in his heart, the black and purple qi was terrible at a glance, if he touched it, he didn't know what would happen. He can't die, and now it's not just his own life, but Ji Yue's hope of survival is also tied to him.

His senior brother, now only the Divine Soul and the Golden Pill are left, and he can't withstand the slightest bit of damage.

But he had no choice but to watch the realm of life being oppressed, and the scope was getting smaller and smaller.

Long Yangzi let out a hearty laugh, and said with a hideous face: "If you want me to die, you don't want to live, let's die together, hahaha!"

At this time, his body had been pierced by several roots, but no blood flowed out, but more black and purple qi overflowed from the wound.

Liu Qinghuan frowned, once again feeling desperate because of his low ability!

Just when there was only the last layer of the realm of life left, he suddenly felt his body begin to expand, and his gaze quickly increased.

In astonishment, he lowered his head and "saw" that he was still standing in place, the realm of life had been completely shattered, but the black and purple qi that had filled the entire mine path did not approach him, but was isolated by a faint phantom.

And this phantom continued to expand outward, and Liu Qinghuan felt countless tentacles extending to all parts of the vein at this moment, as if it was omnipresent and omnipotent.

He suddenly understood that he was now in Sansangmu's consciousness, and what he saw and felt was all passed on to him by Sansangmu.

He burrowed into the mud, nimbly rounding the scattered ore, stretching his hands and feet as far as he could in the darkness.

He wandered along the mine path and saw the black shadow fleeing frantically.

Ghostly!

A wave of anger struck his heart, and he commanded his roots to follow after him, and more roots detoured from the side, quietly rounding the front, and then trapping them like prey, and the roots were all rooted in the body of the ghost!

Ghostly's mana was quickly sucked away by him, and his body began to dry up at an extremely fast speed. And the other party still wants to escape, and even wants to blow himself up.

Liu Qinghuan sneered, and the roots pierced into his dantian and spiritual platform, entangled the Yuan Infant who had begun to swell, and sucked hard!

A sense of great strength filled his body, and he felt so comfortable that he wanted to stretch, feeling that he was growing and growing faster.

Then he suddenly remembered Long Yangzi, and his perspective changed, and he had returned to his body.

Long Yangzi, shrouded in the black and purple aura of thick ink, has become like a monster, his long hair that was originally as black as ink is scattered like dry straw, and his face is even more pimple-like like tree knots, which looks weird and terrifying.

His body was devoid of flesh and blood, completely wooden, and as hard as a stone. It takes a lot of effort to get in, break through with difficulty, find the Yuan Infant that the other party is hiding, entangle and devour it!

He began to grow again, absorbing a large amount of spiritual power to make him grow faster, and the phantom of the body also grew bigger and bigger like a blow, getting taller and taller, until he drilled out of the soil layer and saw the blue sky!

......

There was a fierce battle going on near the Spirit Vein of Wuyu Hill, and the monks belonging to Yun Mengze's side had taken great pains to occupy the original valley and fight with the monks of the Yin Moon Blood Realm.

The brilliance of the spell burst out everywhere, the sound of tearing and killing reverberated back and forth in the air, and the blood was thrown and died!

The nearby mountains and forests were devastated, countless trees were broken, and large expanses of dirt were turned up, like ugly scars.

At this moment, someone suddenly noticed that a phantom figure emerged from the ground, stretching straight into the sky!

A cry of surprise sounded, and the people who were still fighting turned around and couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this scene.

The phantom couldn't see anything, it looked like a cylindrical stick or a straight light.

Just as people were speculating in confusion, suddenly, a translucent root sprouted from the ground again, stretched straight and shot like an arrow from the string towards the nearest Jindan Stage Yin Moon Blood Realm cultivator, and then pierced into his body.

The monk let out a cry of fear, his limbs scurrying around, but he could not break free, but his body deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The terrible screams made people's hearts chill, and everyone was so frightened that they stopped, couldn't react for a while, and froze in place.

At this moment, an extremely sharp sword light came from the side, slashing down with the sound of the howling wind!

The sword light passed through the phantom without any obstacles, and then through the translucent roots, but it did not play a role.

With a buzz, the crowd instantly became chaotic, and everyone was terrified and desperately trying to get away from the phantom and roots.

However, more roots emerged from the ground, dancing wildly through the crowd, enveloping the person and plunging into the person's body!

This time the scene was even more chaotic, with screams, roars, and spell bursts.

But soon, those Yunmengze monks discovered that those who were caught were all people from the other world, without exception.

The two Yunmengze Yuanying Cultivators took the opportunity to get together and talked in a low voice: "Brother Wang, do you recognize what this is?"

The monk who was asked shook his head and looked at the ground: "I haven't seen it." Coming out of the mine, maybe something happened inside?"

"It is said that there are still three otherworldly primordial babies in it, who are trapped by Shi Lao. However, the phantom doesn't seem to be hostile to our side, and it shouldn't have been made by those three people. ”

"Someone ran away...... Leave it alone!, and take advantage of this opportunity to hunt down those from the other world first. ”

......

What was happening on the ground was clearly seen by Liu Qinghuan, and his consciousness was in that phantom, looking indifferently at those otherworldly monks who were fleeing in panic.

And underground, Liu Qinghuan's cultivation is also like sitting on a ladder, rapidly improving. From the middle to the late stage of Jindan, and then to the Great Perfection, it was reached in a short period of time, and then it was shackled by a solid bottleneck, and it could not be further improved.

And Sansang Mu sensed that he had reached his limit, so he no longer sent spiritual power to him, and the rest was absorbed by itself and used for the growth of the divine wood.

I don't know how long it took, Liu Qinghuan opened his eyes, and it was very quiet in the dim underground mine, and all the roots had disappeared and returned to the spiritual roots in the spiritual sea.

He closed his eyes and carefully felt the surging spiritual power in his body, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

It was expected that his cultivation would be improved, but reaching the Great Perfection of the late stage of Jindan so quickly made him a little unable to adapt for a while.

He has a headache, Sansangmu is very powerful today, but how he will explain it in the future is a problem.

Forget it, let his master worry about this matter, and now the plan is to go out of the mine first.

Seeing the tattered clothes left by Long Yangzi on the ground, he sighed politely.

Infant monks generally don't need things like storage bags, everything is stored in a small space of their own. No one can open it except themselves. And now that those three people are dead, those spaces are naturally closed forever.

But fortunately, because that spiritual vein was not owned by Yunya alone, he specially put it away with a ring and did not put it in his own storage space.

Liu Qinghuan found out the ring and made sure that there was no omission, and then went around the mine to find Yuan Kunyang's body, and hid his own cultivation, so he ran out of the mine.

The entrance to the mine was sealed by a strange fluctuation, but as soon as he appeared, an old man flashed out, looked at the clothes on his body, and was shocked: "Are you ...... Aoki's friends from the Bunshi faction?"

Liu Qinghuan saluted and said, "Yes, senior." ”

The old man looked behind him and said solemnly, "Shouldn't you have been rescued? Have you been trapped in the mine all along? Besides, what about your senior brother?"

Liu Qinghuan said with a gloomy expression: "Senior Brother was destroyed by the Yuanying Cultivator of the Other World, and only the Divine Soul and Jin Dan remained. ”

The old man was silent, paused before saying, "It's also a blessing in misfortune...... How did you survive from Yuan Ying?"

Liu Qinghuan said with a puzzled expression: "After Senior Brother's Dharma Body was destroyed, seeing that I was about to be slapped to death with one palm, a number of strange tentacles suddenly sprang out from the mine, entangled the person who was chasing me and sucked him to death. Senior, have you ever seen those tentacles?"

The old man looked at him secretly and said gently, "Those tentacles did appear, but they disappeared quickly. You're lucky, it's a pity for your senior brother, but as long as the Divine Soul and Jin Dan are still there, it's not difficult to cultivate again. You go out first, I'm going to go into the mine and check to see if the other two are killed by those tentacles. ”

He waved his sleeves, and the light appeared, and the original mine entrance was already a mess of rocks.

When Liu Qinghuan flew outside, he saw that many people were cleaning up the battlefield of the wolf, the wounded were uniformly placed in a clearing in the small valley, and the corpses of lifeless people lay by the stream outside the valley, which were slightly sorted out and lay down peacefully in a row.

Not far away, there was a bunch of dead people from other worlds, thrown together indiscriminately.

Liu Qinghuan felt a sense of powerlessness and sadness in his heart, walked over and placed Yuan Kunyang's body on Monk Yunmengze's side, and stood silently for a while.

Someone walked over to him: "Daoyou Aoki, Hug Pu senior, please come over to discuss the matter." ”

Liu Qinghuan raised his head, saw that it was Yin Hanxiang, said hello, and followed her silently, to the outside of a barely standing wooden house in the valley.

Inside the house, Hug Pu Zhenjun and the two Yuanying monks were sitting together, guessing where the phantom appeared today, turned his head to see Liu Qinghuan, and beckoned: "Aoki Xiaoyou is here." He introduced him to two others.

After the ceremony, Liu Qinghuan repeated what he had said to the old man before, and then handed out the ring and said, "This is the spiritual vein that was collected by those otherworldly primordial infants, give it to the seniors." Now that my senior brother is in such a great trouble, I need to go back to my master immediately......"

Hug Pu Zhenjun and waved his hand and said, "Now that the spiritual vein has been taken out, you can bring it back to the alliance together." ”

He asked again, "Is Guangling Xiaoyou okay?"

"Senior Brother's Divine Soul and Jin Dan were not damaged, but the Dharma Body was destroyed. ”

"Alas, if you don't die in a great calamity, there will be a blessing in the future, and you don't have to worry too much. ”

The other two also spoke comfortingly, and Liu Qinghuan stood up and thanked them one by one.

Bao Pu Zhenjun thought for a while and said, "Now there is nothing to do here, we can withdraw after the follow-up processing." However, Shi Lao and the others have to rush to other places to support, and I am afraid that they will not be able to send you back to Yantang Castle. ”

Liu Qinghuan said: "Don't dare to bother a few seniors, I'll go back by myself." ”

"That's fine, it's just not safe on the road, so you have to be careful. ”

Liu Qinghuan talked to them for a while, and then took his leave.

Now that he is full of spiritual power, he is not ready to stay any longer, and Bao Pu and the others only think that he is eager to return to the door, so it is not easy to stop him.

Leaving Wuyu Hill, he summoned the first year of junior high and rushed to Yantang Fort as fast as he could.

It's just that apprehension and anxiety slowly surfaced in his heart, and Ji Yue ran to save him, but ended up with the destruction of the Dharma Body, so how did he explain to his master.

However, no matter how far the road was, the situation on the Thousand Pages Mountain was still stalemate, and the Yantang Fort had recaptured the second city wall again.

Liu Qinghuan saw Ming Yangzi at the residence of the four masters and apprentices in the station, and knelt down in the courtyard in shame: "Master......"