Everyone in the world of cultivators knows that my cultivation level is low but I can fight

While Shen Wancai was entangled with the small sword, Zhao Heng approached the Wanrong Blood Tree.

"puff!"

Zhao Heng held a long sword with aura and stabbed it into the Wanrong Blood Tree.

A large hole instantly appeared in the Wanrong Blood Tree, and bright red sap, like blood, flowed out from the hole.

Deep in the hole there is a crystal core that glows red like a heart.

"Heart of the Ten Thousand Banyan Blood Trees!"

Zhao Heng was overjoyed, quickly collected the Heart of the Thousand Rong Blood Tree, took out the flying spiritual weapon, and flew away in another direction.

Without its crystal core, the Wanrong Blood Tree began to tremble violently, its roots twisting wildly.

At this time, everyone who was entangled clearly felt that their spiritual power was being absorbed by the Wanrong Blood Tree at an extremely fast speed.

After the spiritual power was absorbed, the Wanrong Blood Tree began to absorb the power of their flesh and blood again.

They were horrified and even more desperate.

Seeing that Zhao Heng was about to escape, Shen Wancai was about to chase him, but saw that the bodies of the twelve people entangled were visibly losing weight. He quickly took out a handful of offensive talismans and threw them at the Wanrong Blood Tree. .

For a time, the sound of explosions was heard.

When Ran Changle arrived, he happened to see a flash of light and branches and roots flying around.

These attacks did not cause substantial damage to the Wanrong Blood Tree, but they slowed down the speed at which the Wanrong Blood Tree absorbed the flesh and blood of twelve people.

Seeing that it was effective, Shen Wancai continued to throw the talismans and seals. A large number of talismans and seals were thrown out, even with some magic weapons mixed in.

Extremely arrogant!

Ran Changle took the opportunity to save people.

Twelve people, each one has three brown roots binding his hands, feet and mouth, and two blood-colored roots absorbing spiritual power and flesh and blood power.

There was a flash of fire in Ran Changle's hand, and five fireballs flew towards the five roots. The five roots burned instantly, because the roots of the Wanrong Blood Tree were particularly strong and did not burn out immediately.

Then, a cold light flashed in her hand, and the dark iron dagger appeared in her hand, slashing at one of the blood-colored roots. With the help of the flame, she slashed dozens of times in succession before cutting off the root.

Without stopping, Ran Changle continued to slash at another bloody root. After dozens of blows, this one also broke.

The remaining three roots were not so important. Ran Changle let them burn by themselves, turned around and ran towards the next person.

Two bloody roots on this man's body were cut off, which stimulated the Ten Thousand Rong Blood Tree, causing it to absorb the flesh and blood power of the remaining eleven people even more crazily.

After rushing to the second person, Ran Changle saw that this person was already skinny and on the verge of death. He then looked at the other ten people, who were in similar condition to this person.

Ran Changle was a little anxious. Neither the fireball technique nor the black iron dagger could burn them off quickly.

These two are currently her strongest attacks.

If one more person is saved, the remaining ten people will die.

No, we can’t save them one by one, we have to think of other ways.

Suddenly, Ran Changle had an idea. Why not try the identification technique? See if we can identify the weakness of the Wanrong Blood Tree?

Runes flashed in Ran Changle's eyes and he cast an identification technique on the Wanrong Blood Tree.

A piece of information was fed back into her mind.

[Ten Thousand Rong Blood Tree: Late Stage 2, Lifespan: 500 years. The crystal core was poached and is now in a crazy stage. weakness……】

Ran Changle:? ? !

Key information ellipsis?

Ran Changle approached the Wanrong Blood Tree and tried again.

[Ten Thousand Rong Blood Tree: Late Stage 2, Lifespan: 500 years. The crystal core was poached and is now in a crazy stage. Weakness: To build the foundation...]

Very good, a few more words.

Ran Changle used his Appearance to avoid the roots, and came to the Ten Thousand Rong Blood Tree to use the identification technique again.

[Ten Thousand Rong Blood Tree: Late Stage 2, Lifespan: 500 years. The crystal core was poached and is now in a crazy stage. weakness……】

As we get closer, why does the identified information become less?

Ran Changle looked around and out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of Shen Wancai who was throwing talismans and magic weapons everywhere. He seemed to be very close to the place where she used the identification technique for the second time.

Is it because of Shen Wancai?

Ran Changle came to Shen Wancai's side and used the identification technique on the Wanrong blood tree again.

[Ten Thousand Rong Blood Tree: Late Stage 2, Lifespan: 500 years. The crystal core was poached and is now in a crazy stage. Weakness: Attack with power above the middle stage of foundation building...]

Sure enough, Shen Wancai has the attributes of koi!

Where to attack? Just a little bit closer!

The power of mid-stage foundation building and above?

Ran Changle thought about the methods she could use. The only one that could reach the power of mid-stage foundation building and above was the sword pill Qin Mian gave her.

The sword pill can only be used twice, and it will be wasted if you attack it in the wrong place.

It would be nice if the information identified by the identification technique had a few more words.

Suddenly, Ran Changle remembered the jade flute given to her by Shen Wanchai. At that time, he said that his eldest brother had always been very lucky.

Since Shen Wancai said that his eldest brother had good luck, then his eldest brother's luck value must be higher than his.

Luck is as mysterious as it is mysterious, but it is extremely important in cultivation. I heard that there is a certain family in the world of immortality who practices the art of luck.

Why not give it a try?

Ran Changle held the jade flute in her hand and used the identification technique on the Wanrong blood tree again. This time she was even a little nervous.

[Ten Thousand Rong Blood Tree: Late Stage 2, Lifespan: 500 years. The crystal core was poached and is now in a crazy stage. Weakness: If you attack the white marks on its body with a power above the middle stage of foundation building, it will die. 】

After seeing the feedback, Ran Changle breathed a sigh of relief. Holding the sword pill in his hand, he used the shapeshifting method at his feet to avoid the roots in various tricky directions and arrived in front of the Ten Thousand Rong Blood Tree.

Since it is a weakness, it will definitely be difficult to find. Ran Changle circled around the Wanrong Blood Tree twice and still couldn't find it.

The Wanrong Blood Tree is still continuously absorbing the flesh and blood power of eleven people.

No time!

Ran Changle said loudly to Shen Wanchai: "Shen Wanchai increased the firepower to attract the attention of the Wanrong Blood Tree."

"it is good."

Shen Wancai took out a dozen spiritual swords with halos around them and threw them out painfully.

"Boom."

The spirit sword exploded, and the energy generated blew all the roots on one side of the Wanrong Blood Tree into pieces.

With so many roots suddenly missing, the Wanrong Blood Tree became angry and mobilized more roots to stab Shen Wancai.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ran Changle finally discovered a half-foot-wide white mark under a thick root.

She activated the sword pill, and a sharp sword energy tore through the air, stabbing Bai Hen with the force of thunder.

"puff!"

After the sword energy hit Baihen, the powerful destructive power spread throughout the entire body and roots of the Wanrong Blood Tree.

All the roots of the Wanrong Blood Tree broke instantly, the leaves slowly turned yellow and fell, and the red color on the tree slowly gathered together along a certain pattern, eventually forming a crystal core as bright as a ruby.

Ran Changle exhaled a long breath, picked up the crystal core, and warmed it with his tentacles. Looking carefully, there was a faint shadow of a Ten Thousand Banyan Blood Tree inside.