Immortal Hero: I Have a Coffin

The rotten dead wood, which has attracted everyone's attention, has finally changed in the enchantment.

The countless soft branches are like the joints of insects, stretched out, supporting the ground, and pulling out the main trunk from the ground bit by bit, revealing a thick root system.

"What's going on here?" The monks around were all surprised, shocked by the dead wood's movement like a living thing.

There are not many records about the ancient holy medicine in the cultivation world today. Some of them can tell that it is a rotten tree, and they can judge that it is in the fruiting period, which is enough knowledge and knowledge.As for what kind of changes will happen to the rotten dead wood when it bears fruit, such detailed records have not been handed down.

I saw that the flexible branch suddenly became as hard as a rock after being inserted into the ground, stretched as straight as a sharp sword, anyone can see how much effort it used, and how eager it was to break free from the ground, even as if There is something terrifying underground approaching it, making it panic and flee.

Just looking at it through the enchantment, I can feel the same mood as this tree.

Everyone suppressed their palpitations one after another, and could only say that it was worthy of being an ancient holy medicine.Their hearts were more or less affected by Rotten Sky Deadwood's actions, and their eagerness and greed have cooled down a lot, but the temptation is huge, and it is right in front of them, making them doubtful but still unwilling to back down.

Ye Jiuqiu pursed his lips, subconsciously leaned towards Ye Jiuyou, and said in a low voice, "Jiuyou, is there something wrong?" He knew very little about the dead wood in the sky, so he couldn't judge the whole situation.It just feels bad right now.

Ye Jiuyou squinted his eyes and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a disciple of Yijian Pavilion not far away.

"Look! The tree trunk is cracked!" The man paused for a breath, and his voice became excited, "What is that white thing!"

Needless to say, those who stared at the rotten sky and dead wood have already discovered it.

The whole body was scorched black and dry, like a thick tree trunk that had been scorched by a fire. There were dense cracks on it, but now, a deeper and longer crack opened vertically in the middle of the trunk, almost splitting the whole tree completely.

And in that deep and dark crack, there is a fist-sized fruit that is as white as jade, emitting a brilliant glow, almost illuminating this space in an incomparably peaceful and incomparably bright manner.

The rays flowed in and out regularly, as if the fruit was the heart of a rotten tree, and it was beating up and down at this moment.Every time it beats, a large amount of spiritual matter gushes out, dyeing even the rotten dead wood with a sense of sacredness.

"It's the result!" A monk was ecstatic, his eyes were red, and he shouted almost crazily, "It's the result!"

This excited and frenzied atmosphere infected almost everyone present.

These monks are almost all building foundations, and the spirit grasses they usually see are no more than five or six steps high.And now they actually took a big step forward, faced the ancient holy medicine directly, and might even fight for it—after confirming that they were in reality countless times, they almost went crazy.

But when the real fight starts, everyone will go crazy, right?Ye Jiuyou looked at the white fruit coldly, and frowned imperceptibly.He originally suspected that the rotten tree was fake, but now it seems that it is more like the real one.

The ancient holy medicine has long been alive, and what this rotten sky and dead wood shows is indeed the case.

If it is a real fruit, it must be fought for.

Ye Jiuyou's eyes darkened, and he glanced sideways at Ye Jiuqiu.What will happen after the enchantment disappears is unpredictable.He can guarantee that he will get through it safely, but with the addition of Ye Jiuqiu...

"You go down the mountain." Ye Jiuyou said, "Call Shang Molongzi together."

"Why?" Ye Jiuqiu was stunned, as if he had thought of something, he looked up at him steadily, "I can protect myself. Even if I face Zhe Honglian, I will not lose."

It is not monks who are in danger.It's the unknown behind the enchantment.Ye Jiuyou wanted to explain, but after seeing Ye Jiuqiu's firm and persistent eyes, he swallowed the words in his mouth.He turned his head to look at the black coffin he was carrying, and thought to himself that if something happened, he would just throw Ye Jiuqiu into the coffin.

"Let Mo Longzi leave." He changed his choice.

Ye Jiuqiu had no objection now, and he asked, "What about the pictures?"

"He doesn't have to." As the son of the wolf king of the wind wolf tribe, Tuji's life-saving means are several levels higher than Molongzi's.Therefore, Tuji can stay here, but Molongzi cannot.

Ye Jiuqiu nodded and walked towards the Heavenly Demon Palace.

Ye Jiuyou, on the other hand, drooped his eyes and pondered on the spot. Ever since he knew about the rotten sky and dead wood, he had been recalling some things.

He had never participated in the Spirit Market Ceremony.When the Lingxu Grand Ceremony opened, he was a guest at the Heavenly Demon Palace for the first half of the time, and was coaxed by Bai Ran and Yang Hong into not hearing anything outside the window.In the second half of the time, he fled and fell off the cliff, and fell into the deep cliff of the Heavenly Demon Palace, struggling to find a way out in a swampy jungle.Therefore, he had no idea what happened to the Lingxu Grand Ceremony.

However, if an ancient holy medicine is born, it will definitely set off turbulent waves and cause many disturbances, and it will definitely be talked about for a long time.

Then why did he never hear about it after that?

It was as calm as if nothing had happened in Lingxu.

Unless all the people who entered the Lingxu were silent after going out.Or only some people reached an agreement to keep it secret, and kill the other people here.But the people are not in the same place, and the possibility is so small that it is almost non-existent.

It is also possible that everyone who entered the Lingxu market failed to get out.But none of them left, it was a big deal, he should have heard some rumors.And he also met Tuji and Zhe Honglian later, which showed that the two left the Lingxu safely.

So except that the holy medicine is fake, there are two possibilities left.

One is that there will be some kind of abnormal change in the Lingxu in the future. Although it will not hurt people's lives, it will make them forget about the rotten sky and dead trees.

two is……

Ye Jiuyou looked at the dead wood in the rotten sky, his dark eyes reflected the anxious posture of the tree struggling to pull it out from the ground, thinking that there is still a possibility, in his world, this fairy medicine did not appear, but he came It was Ye Jiuqiu's side that deflected the trajectory of the world, and such a change occurred.

The two worlds overlapped in the previous section, but at the moment he appeared, they formed an inflection point and divided into two forks, each of which went along the long river of time without interference.

A lot is different.

In a flash, Ye Jiuqiu's figure bumped into his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously... He had noticed it a long time ago, many things were different.

"Jiuyou, I let him go down the mountain." Ye Jiuqiu ran to him, just in time to see the faint smile on his lips, and couldn't help but be infected, and laughed, "Well, is there anything happy?"

happy thing?Ye Jiuyou was startled, then shook his head casually.

When there was no response, Ye Jiuqiu went on to say his own words: "I told Mo Longzi to let him arrange a retreat for us at the foot of the mountain. I pointed in a random direction, and he will probably stay there forever."

As he spoke, he felt a little embarrassed: "If necessary, we will use his escape route in the end?" Thinking of Mo Longzi's straightforwardness and sincerity when he responded, he felt a little guilty.

——Although in essence, he did it for the good of Mo Longzi.

"Probably not necessary." Ye Jiuyou's eyes fell on the front, and he said softly, "Don't think about anything else, the enchantment... will disappear soon."

what!

Ye Jiuqiu immediately turned his attention to the barrier, and he really felt that the breath of the barrier was getting weaker and weaker.

Someone came over, it was Zhe Honglian and other people from Yijiange.They are all solemn and quiet, and the sharp will of the sword cultivator seems to have an indomitable momentum.

Most of the root system of the rotten dead tree has penetrated through the soil layer, and the trunk is torn apart at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing a more ferocious and deeper crack.

The white and sacred fruit's light became brighter and brighter, as if there was a miniature galaxy revolving around it, escaping fine pieces of spiritual brilliance.

There was a sudden silence on the top of the mountain.

Silent.

But if you listen carefully, you will find that everyone's heartbeat seems to coincide with the beating rhythm of the fruit.

Boom, boom, boom...

It became more intense and dense, as if it was about to rush out of the chest cavity.

When the rhythm reached a limit, the white fruit suddenly burst into blinding white light.Everyone's eyes froze, and when they looked again, they saw the branches of the rotten dead wood sticking straight into their cracks, and instantly wrapped the white fruits around the branches and lifted them up high.

Then, the lush roots as thick as a python slapped the ground fiercely, and the other branches also supported the ground with all their strength.

"Clap clap".

Numerous branches broke due to being unable to bear the load.

The roots still left in the ground were also ruthlessly broken.

——The rotten sky and the dead wood soared into the sky, as if escaping from a cage, trying to break the void and flee away.

It wants to escape!

Leave the holy fruit!

Almost all the monks subconsciously took a step forward, anxious, but unable to chase because of the barrier.

But after they landed that step, they involuntarily opened their eyes wide, watching in surprise that the barrier in front of them suddenly disappeared.A majestic spiritual force full of vitality spread like a wave, brushing over their bodies.They just took a breath, their eyes showed ecstasy, and they rushed towards the dead wood in the rotten sky.

It turned out to be just a residual breath, so amazing, what about the main body?

No one fights first.

The top priority now is to keep this tree!

Zhe Honglian also rushed out immediately.

For some reason, the rotten dead wood has left the mountain, but the forbidden spirit of this mountain has not disappeared.

A thought flashed in Ye Jiuqiu's mind, is this forbidden spirit really aimed at monks?Is the enchantment around the rotten dead wood protecting it, or trapping it?

"This breath..." Ye Jiuyou looked at the position wrapped by the dead wood branches of the rotten sky, and said in a low voice, "It's actually true."

He squinted his eyes, and there was a flash of inevitability in his eyes, he bent his legs slightly, and was about to go there.

However, before he could move, a hand beside him grabbed his arm fiercely.

He turned his head in doubt, and saw Ye Jiuqiu staring at the sky for a moment, his face was pale, as if there was an extremely terrifying existence in the sky: "Get out!"

After Ye Jiuqiu finished speaking, he said again in a trembling voice: "Leave!"

Ye Jiuyou didn't think about anything, his instinct was to trust Ye Jiuqiu.Before he could react in his mind, his hand had already pulled Ye Jiuqiu into his arms, and he quickly backed away without even looking at the rotten sky and dead wood, and was about to go straight down the mountain.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

In the void, there is a space cracked.A sea of ​​silver-white thunder poured out of it, pouring it on the rotten sky and dead wood, as if it was going to ruthlessly blast it back to the ground.

This sea of ​​thunder is incomparably vast, enveloping the entire mountain top within it.

In the blink of an eye, the sea of ​​thunder that contained the power of destruction submerged this place.

The rotten sky and dead wood, many monks, were instantly covered by a piece of silver, and they could no longer find their traces.

Volume Five: To the Swamp