Cangmu Gong struck, and the void around Changmei Lao Dao suddenly collapsed, and a piece of void in a radius of thousands of miles collapsed into the size of a zhangxu, and the rich green sè aura filled that small piece of void. Boundless green trees and vines sprouted out of thin air, and the long-eyebrow old Dao, who had become the size of a sesame seed, was trapped in this small piece of void, and the big trees and vines wriggled and wound around him at the same time.

Each big tree represents a kind of rule formed by the condensation of the qi of the innate wood and the acquired wood, or wind, or thunder, or loud sound, or highly poisonous, the power of the wood and wood is like a Tai Chi double fish intertwined with each other, bursting out in the eyes of the yang of the infinite mysteries.

With a loud bang, the electric light burst out in the aura of the green sè, and the flames stirred up, giving birth to the green sè soil in the fire, and the smart and elegant soil formed a mountain in the sky, condensed into a thumb-sized seal and silently pressed down on the eyebrows of the long-eyebrow Taoist.

In this small void, everything originates from the qi of the wood and the wood, so the soil that grows is also integrated into the agility of the wind, into the elegance of the fire, and into the mysteries that can be derived from the aura of all kinds of wonderful wood. The inconspicuous seal was silently imprinted on the center of the eyebrows of the old man, and a clear and dazzling green sè coat of arms was deeply integrated into the skin of the old man.

There is only one twisted pattern in the small square coat of arms, and that pattern is called 'Chaos Nianwen' in the world of the Chaos Demon God, and the so-called Nianwen is a text that has no actual form, only the fluctuating divine thoughts. Any character who can refine the invisible Chaos Nian Wen into a physical entity is a top-level existence among the Chaos Demon Gods that no one dares to provoke.

And the distorted green sè text in front of me, which is condensed into substance, only represents one meaning - poison!

Cangmu Gong's statement is that he is a Dao Realm Mixed Yuan Immortal who controls the aura of wood, but the essence of his power is poison, making it impossible for people to resist the terrifying poison. Like the other Chaos Demon Gods, not many people knew what the shape of Cangmu Gong's body was, and as soon as he was born, he shocked Zhou Tiansheng with his terrifying viciousness and incomparable poison.

The body of the elder elder of the long eyebrows trembled, and his whole body became green, which matched his face just now. Then a large amount of viscous green pus seeped out of his pores, and the old Dao who was originally a fairy wind bone suddenly became like a piece of rotten meat, looking so embarrassed.

Without waiting for the elder elder of the elder eyebrows to cast a spell to crack Cangmu Gong's attack, Yao Ling had already chuckled, and with a slight stroke of his finger, which was more delicate and white than the washed shallot, he heard an extremely terrifying cracking sound, and the small void compressed by Cangmu Gong's side suddenly cracked. The shattered part of the void happened to pass through the body of the elder elder of the long eyebrows, and it cracked from the center of his eyebrows very evenly.

Changmei Lao Dao had just pinched a seal, and the surrounding void disintegrated, his body shook, and the blue light rippled around him, flying out of the shattered void. From the center of his eyebrows to his lower abdomen, a very thin earthy yellow sè light was emitting a very faint light, and the light was also behind him, but it was exactly dividing him from the middle into two pieces. For the existence of the Merge Dao Realm, such an injury would not hurt xìng's life, but it would damage the vitality of the elder elder Dao too much.

The figure flickered, a strange fragrance came to his nose, and the purple smoke around the long eyebrow old man was swirling, and a large area of green gas and yellow light continued to pour out of his body. He was a little annoyed and pointed at Yao Ling and shouted, "Earth demon jīng, are you really so ruthless?"

Yao Ling, who was born beautiful and looked at her body as a girl who had not grown up at the age of fourteen or fifteen, frowned, she looked at the old man with a little resentment and sighed lightly: "What is it to expose people's roots? I am the earth demon jīng, aren't you just a long-eyebrow bat? You are not my person, why can't you be cruel to you?"

With a fierce light flashing in his eyes, Yao Ling suddenly moved to Lao Dao's side, and his hands, which had become white and boneless, thrust heavily into the soft underbelly on both sides of Lao Dao. Yao Ling said sharply: "You are allowed to block the door and bully the Wahuang clan, and we are not allowed to teach you a heavy lesson?

Infected by the poison of Cangmu Gong, Lao Dao's movements were really a little slow, Yao Ling suddenly put down his black hand, and his hands as sharp as knives were deeply submerged into Lao Dao's ribs, and in the piercing sound of fractures, Yao Ling 'giggled' and happily picked up his hand, stirring Lao Dao's two rows of ribs into bone slag.

Lao Dao snorted, his body turned into a ball of green qi and rose to the sky, the futon he sat on disintegrated with a loud 'swish' sound, and the 49,000 flexible green sè long grasses that formed the futon emitted a dazzling spiritual light, and formed a four-edged and eight-cornered thirteen-story pagoda above Lao Dao's head. The pagoda emitted an immeasurable blue light, and the naked eye could clearly see that this blue light was composed of countless extremely fine light filaments, and each light filament contained 33,333 words of Daomen mantra, and the surrounding void was condensed, and Yao Ling's movements suddenly slowed down.

casually took out a piece of yellow sè handkerchief embroidered with a gossip diagram and threw it out, a yellow wind rolled up, a big hand rushed out of the yellow wind, grabbed Yao Ling and fell down. Yao Lingwei screamed, with a skirt that was hundreds of miles long, she hit her head on the source of fire wood in embarrassment, her body was also strong, the source of fire wood was smashed into a large pit within a radius of 100 zhang, Yao Ling's hands and feet were twisted and embedded in the big wood, and she shook her head dizzily and repeatedly.

The Source of Fire Wood was hit hard, and Beg, who was hiding underground and was stealing the Source of Fire Wood Jīng Yuan, was ecstatic, and he hurriedly increased the speed of stealing the Source of Fire Wood Jīng Yuan. Being hit by Yao Ling like this, who can tell how much vitality this Fire Source Wood has lost? This account has to be counted on the body of Changmei Lao Dao, and it has nothing to do with Beggar.

The boiling heat continued to pour into Beqi's body, and Beqi was pleasantly surprised to find that this divine tree was indeed worthy of being called the source wood of fire, and his jīng yuan actually included all kinds of flame origin breath. From the most ordinary mortal firewood flame, all the way to the Hongmeng flame with the same power as the Silent Extinguishing Divine Flame, as the speed at which Beg stole jīng yuan continued to increase, tens of millions of fires rolled into Beg's body.

Bei Qi smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into a line, the reason why the old man of the Yuan Ling refining weapon in his previous life was so strong that the technology of the alchemy refiner was superior to the chaos gods and demons, in addition to the help of refining the Tianding, it was because he had collected dozens of Chaos Fire Sacrifices of the Silence Desolation Flame level and refined them into a Yuan Ling Zhenyan. It seems that with the help of this Fire Source Wood, Don't Beg can quench it into a new Yuan Ling Zhenyan without spending any effort in this life.

In particular, Beg is still carrying the true fire of the phoenix, which is a fire that is not found in the source of fire. The Source of Fire Wood only contains the fire naturally generated by heaven and earth, but there is no fire that has been refined by the blood sacrifice of life like the Phoenix True Fire. This means that the Yuan Ling Zhenyan that Beg has sacrificed in this life is more powerful and more wonderful than in his previous life.

The joyful and inspiring Beqi began to fuse all kinds of fires with the help of the endless huge jīng yuan of the source wood of fire, and carefully used the fire refining technique in the alchemy of the heavens to gradually purify and compress the fire. He didn't bother to pay attention to the big war in the outside world, and his whole mind was immersed in this wonderful refining process. With each refinement, not only was the fire sublimated, but his physical body and his mana were also purified and purified.

The elder elder of the elder eyebrows randomly struck Yao Ling into the source of fire wood, which could dispatch the reverse scales of the big horn of Yanjun, and he angrily raised his spear and stabbed at the pagoda on the head of the elder elder of the elder eyebrows. Yanjun Dajiao roared angrily: "Old bat, you dare to hurt Lao Tzu's life, Lao Tzu will chop your life today!

The spear entwined with purple fire pierced the pagoda of Qing Sè, and then the spear exploded. This spear was made by Yan Jun Dajiao from a branch of the source wood of fire, and then he accompanied himself to foster it with his own painstaking efforts, and its power was almost not weaker than that of ordinary Chaos Spirit Treasures. This burst open, and the green pagoda shattered, turning into 49,000 long grasses again, circling and dancing around the old road of Changmei.

With a cold snort, Yan Jun's big horn slowly pulled out a spear with a red body and crystal clear like a crystal carving. As soon as this spear came out, it was suddenly cool all around, and all the fire was sucked into the spear, and there was no fire leaking out.

The elder elder of the long eyebrows exclaimed in horror: "Bastard thing, big horn, you really want to fight hard? What are you doing when you take out your natal weapon?"

The god who had been standing by the side and watching the battle took advantage of the moment when the elder Dao of Changmei was flustered, and his head suddenly turned into a triangular head similar to a poisonous snake. He opened his mouth, and a yellow mist of sand sprayed out, all on the shadow of the old man with long eyebrows. Shen Shen pinched a handprint, shrunk it and put it down, and whispered 'Zhong'!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Changmei Lao Dao, and half of his body suddenly melted into a meat paste that emitted a strange smell. The elder elder of the long eyebrows shouted angrily, and the blue light around his body shone, and the body that turned into meat paste recondensed and formed, but then the yellow light flashed, and half of his body turned into meat paste again. The elder elder of the long eyebrows chanted the mantra angrily, the blue light flashed again and again, and the yellow light also flashed rapidly with the blue light. After flashing thirty-six times in a row, the yellow light exploded into a rain of light and drifted away, and the figure of the elder elder of Changmei finally returned to normal, and there was not even a trace of injury.

Yīn's long-eyed old man with a calm face was not verbose, he gritted his teeth and grabbed it into the air, and a four-sided bronze gong with thirty-six knots long, each of which was attached to four spirit runes, fell into his hand with a dim divine light. With a flick of the four-foot-nine-inch long bronze hammer, the long-eyebrow old man gritted his teeth and sneered at Yanjun Dajiao, who was grabbing the spear and was about to stab him: "If you really want to fight hard, don't blame the old man for being ruthless!"

Yao Ling staggered up from the tree pit, she tidied up the ridiculously long skirt, and flew into the air through gritted teeth. She chirped: "Ruthless? Who is afraid of whom? Old bat, who is afraid of whom? Anyway, everyone can't kill each other, just play!

took off his long skirt very simply, revealing a short dress, Yao Ling screamed and was about to pounce on the old man with long eyebrows.

Before Yao Ling could make a move, there were three more figures beside Changmei Lao Dao, three old men who were also dressed up.

Yao Ling was stunned, and she quickly took a few steps back.

Yanjun Dajiao, Cangmu Gong, Yan Shen and Yao Ling lined up, you stared at me on both sides, and I stared at you speechless for a long time.

After a full quarter of an hour, the four old Daoists snorted coldly at the same time, and the elder Dao with long eyebrows said indifferently: "That's it, count those three evil obstacles to fate!"

A long white wind blew, and the four Daoists disappeared without a trace.