Dragon Inside

The pale yellow trees rise from the ground like an umbrella that shelters the wind and shelters the rain. The entire wooden door is covered under its branches and leaves.

Above the ancient trees, the roads are entangled, like an old man who is going to be a wood, and he will be exhausted at any time. But it is still standing proudly, standing between the heavens and the earth. When viewed from afar, it is like a barrier that is difficult to cross. Even the high priest who is a strong man in the middle of the spiritual world has to retreat under this ancient tree. .

"With the cultivation of all things, and the end of life, I will build up this tree of spirituality. The way of raising the spirit of the Mu family is really not simple."

After the eyes swept over the old trees below, the face of the high priest not only did not have the slightest anger, but instead showed a joy, nodded and said.

"The method of raising the spirit should have been cut off, and the old man has been lingering to the present day, and he is only doing some effort for the wooden door."

The wooden family ancestors said slowly, as the huge old trees condensed out, the deadness on his body was more intense, and the life of the whole person was like the wind, and it would be extinguished at any time.

"Jokes! Are you smashed by this slogan? You really don't really think that you can die, you can resist the old man!"

In the eyes of the high priest, there was a disdainful color. In the cold voice, the snake's stick in the hand suddenly waved, and a dazzling silver flash suddenly flew out, turning into another silver snake, facing the old tree above the wooden door. Hit it.

The pale yellow trees trembled a little, and the roots of the vigorous roots were like real dragons. The whistling rushed into the sky, colliding with the silvery light, and set off a fierce roar.

The roar of the roaring sounds through the sky, and even the surrounding space has a road to emerge, but this seemingly broken old tree is still not moving, still firmly guarding the entire wooden door.

"It is not a tree to raise the spirit, but the old man is more interested in the way of raising your Mu family!"

Seeing that one of his blows was blocked by the old trees, the high priest’s eyes showed a fiery color. When he smiled, the long sleeves waved, and the six green leaves immediately flew out of his sleeves and floated. In front of him.

"In my name, sacrifice the spirit!"

The high priest sighed low in the mouth, and between the hands, he flew out six silver leaves again. A total of nine leaves surround each other, forming a ring of several tens of feet in the sky.

"open!"

As soon as the ring formed, the eyes of the high priest were full of light, and the spiritual power suddenly poured into the ring. The light flashed, the long sleeves were a wave, and a golden leaf quickly flew out and fell into the circle. To the center of the ring.

"The Spiritual Circle?!"

Looking at the ring that is constantly flashing in the sky, the look of the wooden family ancestors changed slightly, and the hand quickly smashed the tip of the tongue, spurting a blood.

"Old ancestors!!"

Seeing the ancestors of the Mu family consuming their own blood, all the people around the Muximen were exclaimed, and their faces were worried. After this blood spurt out, the atmosphere of the Mu family's ancestors has weakened a lot again, and the death of the whole person is also more intense.

The wooden family ancestors did not care about the deadness in their own bodies. After shaking their heads against the crowd, their hands squatted again, and they continued to drop toward the blood. The curse in the mouth fell, and the blood quickly evaporated and merged into it. Inside an old tree.

After being nourished by the blood of the ancestors of the Mu family, the green trees of the original yellow trees emerged with a touch of green, and the roots of the old trees also have a vitality.

The actions of the ancestors of the wooden family naturally did not escape the eyes of the high priest, but he did not care, but his face showed a sneer.

"Dying dying!"

After shaking his head in disdain, the high priest looked at the ring of the leaves. At the moment, the ring radiates a dazzling light. As the spiritual power continues to stir up, the original clear sky turns out to be blurred. In a twinkling of an eye, it turns into a light curtain!

"Space array method..."

Luo Yang's gaze swept through the sky, and after looking at the light curtain for a while, the brow did not feel a slight wrinkle.

Just as Luo Yang’s heart sank, a light-shining light curtain slowly walked out of a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's look was cold, his eyes were cold, and he was dressed in a **** robes. Although he did not reveal his cultivation, he had a faint pressure and continued to escape. He was even stronger than the high priest!

"It’s the middle of the spiritual world..." Seeing the middle-aged man coming out, Luo Yang’s eyes narrowed slightly, and his face became more and more dignified.

When Luo Yang looked at the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man's gaze was also looking toward Luo Yang, but after just staying for a while, he quickly moved away and looked at the tired wooden family ancestors.

"Mu's family... It seems that the high priest said what you said before, and did not deceive Hou." After the eyes swept over the wooden ancestors, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up and slowly said.

"Shensen bones, **** clothes. Your **** clothing, the famous old man is like a slap in the face, how dare to deceive you." Looking at the middle-aged man, the high priest's eyes quickly swept a deep taboo, the surface is still Said Xiaoxiao.

"So, is this method of raising the spirit really in this wooden door?"

Without paying attention to the touting of the high priest, the middle-aged man known as the blood-stained man looked at the old tree and said with a deep voice.

"The method of raising the spirit is naturally in this wooden door, but... this tree is the tree of raising spirits, and there is a body of Mujiayu who is cultivated for care. Even if you and I are joined together, I am afraid it will take three days. In order to defeat it." The high priest nodded and explained to the **** coat.

After hearing the words of the high priest, the eyes of the **** clothes were swept from the old trees. After a while, they looked at the wooden doors of the ancient trees. When the corners of the mouth slowly rose, they showed a cold smile.

"In this case, after three days, blood washed the door!"

The sound of blood clothes is cold, without the slightest feelings, and when it falls into the ears of everyone in Muximen, the look of everyone is greatly changed.

But when the crowd was in a panic, the long sleeves of the **** clothes slammed, and in the light curtain behind him, there was a sudden surge of violent waves.

Between the fluctuations and reverberations, the figure walked out quickly from the light curtain, and all of them were chilling and killing. They looked at the Muximen with a bloodthirsty look. In the twinkling of an eye, there were thousands of monks. Out, spread throughout the sky.

Even after the thousands of monks, a **** behemoth shaped like a tiger smashed out, giving off a powerful pressure. On the head of the behemoth, sitting on a moving shadow, is the musk that I met at the Baishi event!