Now let alone an outsider, even the little white fox who has been following Zhu Lingwu was shocked by the strength that Zhu Lingwu showed now.

It couldn't help but blink its shining fox eyes, looking at the arc outside for a while, and then turning its head to look at Zhu Lingwu, at this moment its heart seemed to be very complicated.

And the camphor tree spirit roared for a while, but it didn't see any reaction from Zhu Lingwu in the arc group, so it had to stop shouting.

Zhu Lingwu was still condensing the power of the arc and continued to whip this camphor tree spirit, but Zhu Lingwu knew in his heart that now he couldn't do much damage to this camphor tree spirit.

Don't look at the amazing momentum of these arcs he controls now, but this is just a superficial effort, with Zhu Lingwu's control of electricity, he naturally knows how much current is contained in these arcs he controls now.

Zhu Lingwu didn't expect things to turn out like this, he didn't expect that the green dragon phantom wandering in the green dragon panmu magic circle would actually release such a spell.

As a result, he instead got such a huge amount of electricity, but it was still not enough, still not enough to solve this camphor tree spirit.

If you want to cause any fatal damage to such a huge camphor tree spirit, unless the Qinglong Panmu Formation completely regards it as an enemy who has broken into the magic circle, condenses the heaven and earth aura of Qingling Mountain, and continuously attacks it, and maybe uproot it completely.

And now, relying on the electric arc released by these wood-based Yuan Thunder, even if Zhu Lingwu collected it without any waste, he still couldn't kill this camphor tree spirit, and if he tried his best, he could only make it hurt, but it was impossible to hurt the root.

This camphor tree spirit's thousands of years of cultivation is not fake, and the innate wood spiritual power condensed in its body is actually against these arcs.

Zhu Lingwu could only use his momentum now to make this camphor tree spirit afraid of him, so that this camphor tree spirit would not dare to stop him from entering the Qinghua Gate Cave Mansion in front of him.

Therefore, Zhu Lingwu did not return to the camphor tree spirit's questioning, but just used the arc whip again and again like a taming beast, whipping it again and again.

Now Zhu Lingwu had condensed several other arc whips together, except for the arc ball shrouded in the clouds, all the other currents were condensed together.

Then, he struck the arc whip on the camphor tree spirit's body, and this time directly whipped the camphor tree spirit's wooden body, splashing its sap everywhere.

At the same time, the escaping electric current penetrated into the depths of the camphor tree spirit's body, which really made the camphor tree spirit feel pain, and the pain was in the soul.

"Whew... Oh... What are you going to do, what kind of person are you!"

The camphor tree spirit cried out in pain, and it couldn't help but ask Zhu Lingwu again.

"You camphor tree spirit, you can be convinced, if you are willing to obey me and no longer block me from entering the cave in front of me, then I can spare you!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately scolded loudly, and Zhu Lingwu also noticed that the green dragon phantom behind him was a little unusual.

It didn't come up to judge whether Zhu Lingwu was friend or foe, so it just looked at this side quietly, it must be someone instead of someone monitoring the movements here.

So Zhu Lingwu couldn't delay too much time, he only hoped to convince this camphor tree spirit as soon as possible.

I don't know what happened to the demon spirit slave now, but unfortunately Zhu Lingwu doesn't have time to ask the little white fox now, but maybe due to the interference of the arc ball outside, the little white fox may not be able to get in touch with the demon spirit slave fart.

"You, hum, I have been favored by Qinghuamen here for thousands of years, how can I do something for Qinghuamen, who are you, why do you want to break into this Qinghua Cave!"

Although the camphor tree spirit still had a strong look in his mouth, his tone had softened a lot.

"I'm here, just hoping to leave a legacy for Qinghuamen! Now that there are demons besieging Qinghuamen, this time Qinghuamen will definitely not be able to survive this catastrophe, I advise you to think of a way out as soon as possible, otherwise when the demon of the Yang Void Valley attacks in, it won't be as easy to talk as I am!"

Zhu Lingwu heard the meaning behind the words of the camphor tree spirit, and suddenly took back the arc whip that whipped the camphor tree spirit, and at the same time, the arc ball shrouded in the clouds also began to condense.

Don't look at those arcs that spread out in a large area, but now with Zhu Lingwu's soul mind control, those arcs quickly converged.

In fact, this is also to save more strength for himself, but it is rare to get so many arcs, but if you continue to consume like this, I am afraid that these arcs will soon dissipate in the air.

But now in this Qinglong Panmu Array, Zhu Lingwu feels that there are still many crises waiting for him, and now he is likely to have been targeted by the head of Qinghua Sect.

Next, even if there is a protection of the Qinglong Panmu Array's common magic formula, he may be forcibly attacked by the prohibition of the Qinghua Gate's remote control of the Qinglong Panmu Array.

Therefore, Zhu Lingwu didn't dare to let the liliang under his control lose easily.

It didn't take long for these arcs to shrink from the gap in the cloud that Zhu Lingwu had released, and gradually shrunk into a ball in Zhu Lingwu's hands.

It's just that now these arcs contain a lot of electricity after all, and Zhu Lingwu only turned it into a basketball-sized electric ball for a while, and then let it float up like a balloon, hanging high on the somewhat thin cloud.

This is also Zhu Lingwu's intention, he wants to continue to maintain a certain threat to the camphor tree spirit, so that he can continue to negotiate the conditions with this camphor tree spirit.

As for whether the current head of Qinghuamen will send other monks over in order to protect his cave mansion, Zhu Lingwu is not afraid for the time being, and the arc he condensed is not vegetarian.

With this arc here, Zhu Lingwu had the courage to confront the immortal cultivators after the foundation was built.

This is a ball of electric light condensed with the arcs released by nearly a hundred wood-based Yuan Thunder, and the power generated in it is comparable to the palm thunder spell released by a Jindan real person.

"So, you are the son of the Demon Sect? What do you mean? Why do you say that it is to leave a lineage of inheritance for this Qinghua Sect?

The camphor tree spirit listened to Zhu Lingwu's words, and his brain obviously couldn't turn around, which was also a kind of defect of the grass and tree spirits, although they had produced spiritual intelligence, but after all, they were grass and tree heads.

The so-called elm does not open its head, and that's it.

It is also thanks to the fact that this camphor tree spirit has existed for thousands of years, and it often talks to the disciples of Qinghuamen, so it has the intelligence of different ordinary plant and tree spirits.

But compared to human intelligence, it still looked a little unresponsive, so it couldn't understand Zhu Lingwu's words for a while.

But it instinctively felt a crisis, so it asked Zhu Lingwu worriedly, psychologically it was no longer hostile to Zhu Lingwu.

"Of course I'm not a disciple of those Demon Sects, I am also a disciple of the Immortal Dao, but this time I can't change the fate of Qinghua Sect! This is the catastrophe of Qinghua Sect! You camphor tree spirit, since you are rooted here, once the demon head of the Yang Void Valley attacks this mountain, what do you think you will encounter? Those demons will inevitably peel you off the skin and branches, pull you up from the ground, and make some magic weapon materials!"

Zhu Lingwu said intimidatingly, Zhu Lingwu saw that its head was a little dull and it didn't think so brightly, so he helped it think.

In fact, when the high-level leaders of the Demon Gate of Yangxu Valley saw this camphor tree spirit, they might not be able to do anything with it, and maybe they would do the same thing as Qinghuamen, making it a slave guarding the cave.

"Since you are a disciple of the Immortal Dao, then why don't you go to the Qinghua Sect, since you are a peer of the Immortal Sect, but now you sneak into the Qinghua Cave like this, what is the reason! As for those evil people of the Demon Sect, how will they treat me, and what can I do? I am rooted here, where can I flee for my life!"

Although the camphor tree spirit is slow to react, it is not stupid after all, Zhu Lingwu is now coming to the head of the Qinghua Sect Cave Mansion, obviously with another purpose.

"Camphor Tree Spirit, how can you know the things in the world, I'm just a little monk, how can I help Qinghuamen survive this catastrophe, I did have some things here, but this matter is only good for Qinghuamen, not bad! Maybe it can also keep the inheritance of Qinghuamen from being severed! As for you, I have a suggestion, do you dare to listen?"

Zhu Lingwu looked at this camphor tree spirit, and suddenly had some bad thoughts in his heart, and he looked up and down at its huge body as he spoke.

"What are you thinking, old ghost, I think you have bad intentions! But what are you going to give it?"

The little white fox obviously knew Zhu Lingwu's nature, and it saw that Zhu Lingwu was fighting ghosts, and it couldn't help flashing fox eyes, and it didn't know what to think.

Zhu Lingwu just glanced at it with his eyes, and didn't explain anything to it, and now he didn't have the time to take care of the little white fox.

"Thou shalt hear it!"

The camphor tree spirit was excited by Zhu Lingwu, but also asked according to Zhu Lingwu's meaning.

"Actually, you are trapped in this tree body now, thousands of years, why are you still unable to break through, you can only be trapped here, and are regarded as a slave of the gate by the people of Qinghua Gate! Do you really want to go on like this? If you believe me, I have a wooden puppet body here, which can allow your soul and spirit to survive temporarily! This wooden puppet body is also pregnant with a rich innate wood spiritual power, maybe this spiritual power is not as good as your current tree body, but at least it can let you get out of this tree body freely!"

Zhu Lingwu said in his mouth, and then took out the body of the wooden puppet condensed by the female Sanxiu of the Hundred Flowers Gate surnamed Wu from the storage bag.

Let the wood attribute Xuanming ghost claw support, and flew out of the cloud where Zhu Lingwu was hiding now.

The camphor tree spirit listened to Zhu Lingwu's words, even if it was slow to react, it was surprised, but soon it was attracted by the body of the wooden puppet.

A few more fresh vines suddenly stretched out from the body of the camphor tree spirit, and took over the body of the wooden puppet sent by the wood attribute Xuanying Ghost Claw......