The world is an actor

Chapter 298: Golden Core Realm!

"Your sister, you just give me such a little Shenmu, do you want me to be a dwarf?"

The fallen leaves are flying like rain, which is the heartbroken tears of the tree.

An Mochou looked at the mere one-meter-long soul-nourishing tree beside her, but stared angrily: "We are both about to die, are you so generous that you will die? You keep the sacred tree, waiting to be buried with you ? Just see if Fang Xiu will keep it for you!"

"Waste, waste, you have already wasted my three inches of Shenmu before, this time I will give you one meter, isn't it enough for you to kill a small repair in the Qi training period!" Shuren said.

"It's enough for your sister, and you are ashamed to raise it by three inches. It is so short that it can't even reach the average value. I don't feel like using it."

An Mo yelled sadly: "Whether you like it or not, at worst, let's play together, anyway, I lived a chic life in my previous life, and it's enough to live a new life for decades in this life.

It's a pity that you have endured so many years in vain, finally looking forward to the return of the spirit energy, but you died at the hands of the younger generation Xiaoxiu because of your stinginess! "

"The deity is going all out, and I will give you everything!"

The treant's voice trembled, and another one-meter-long sacred tree flew out of the tree trunk.

"It's almost there!"

An Mochou laughed, and her soul turned into a streamer and flew up, landing on the two sections of the sacred tree. The next moment, the two sections of the sacred tree were connected and fused together, as if they were plasticine. After several changes, they turned into a human-like wood carving.

"I finally have a body, miser, if you were so generous before, how could I be defeated by Fang Xiu!"

An Mochou seemed very satisfied with her twisted and carved body.

"So much nonsense? Why don't you kill PY Tianheng for me!"

While fighting with Fang Xiu, the tree man shouted anxiously.

At this time, PY Tianheng rushed to the tree man's roots and legs, and was heading towards the tree man's main root inserted into the earth.

Once the tap root is cut off, the treant will lose his support and become a rootless tree, not far from extinction.

"rest assured!"

An Mochou nodded, and flew up. His body flew in the air, snapped, and flew directly towards the portal at the edge of the dead land.

"An Mochou, what are you doing?"

The tree man was startled.

"Of course I ran away. If you defeat Fang Xiu, you will kill me and seize the wood. If Fang Xiu wins, I will surely die, and the officials will not let me go. You don't really think that I will die for you foolishly! "

An Mochou sneered: "You guys go and play, I'm going to find a new physical attachment, Fang Xiu, we will see you outside G36!"

Before An Mochou could finish her sentence, the person had already flown through the dead land, rushed into the portal and disappeared.

"An Mochou, don't let this deity live, or I will be the first in the world to kill you!"

The tree is so popular that it is about to smoke.

He wished he could immediately go after An Mochou and get back the two precious sacred trees for nourishing the soul.

But he was bound within the giant tree. Once he stepped into the dead land, the remaining vitality of the giant tree would be drained by the dead breath.

What's more, PY Tianheng has already attacked under the tree, and the tree man can only press the anger in his heart and deal with the immediate crisis first.

He stretched out his big hands to grab PY Tianheng, but because of his anger, his big hands collided with countless tree roots flying below, since they were entangled together.

"Floating light, thousands of shadows!"

Fang Xiu held the Black Hidden Sword, turned into flying shadows all over the sky, but finally converged on a line, the Black Hidden was like an arrow, pierced through the gaps between the tree people's layers of protection, and pierced the human-shaped protrusion in the middle of the tree trunk with a sword.

"No!"

The tree man screamed in pain, the tree trembled violently, and his feet shook the ground, as if the entire space was about to collapse.

"Xuanji Sword Formation, Nan Wushen Shan!"

PY Tianheng activated the sword, strangled it, and cut off the main root of the tree man. Black and red stinky blood spurted out from the main root, like a fountain, flowing in all directions.

"Hateful, hateful, I have absorbed thousands of souls, and endured for thousands of years, but I am about to be defeated by your hands!"

Losing the taproot, the tree man roared to the sky, extremely sad and indignant, lost the support, and the huge body began to stand unsteadily.

Fang Xiu clenched the Black Hidden Sword, and cut all the way from the trunk. The human-shaped trunk split into two, and a powerful soul force rushed out of the body, directly flying Fang Xiu hundreds of meters away.

"After suffering for thousands of years, the soul power is still so strong!"

Fang Xiu landed, looked up, and saw the soul power rushing out of the tree trunk suddenly condensed and then scattered in mid-air, and he could vaguely see the appearance of a majestic man.

"Hate hate hate!"

The soul power surged up, making a faint sound, but finally scattered in all directions with a bang.

boom.

Accompanied by a loud noise, the giant tree lost its support and fell down, lying on the ground, with most of its torso falling on the dead ground. In an instant, the last nutrient and vitality in the trunk was sucked away by the dead breath, and it dried up quickly.

But in the next second, there was a brilliant light, like a river or a sea, shooting out from the withered tree trunk.

"There is still a sacred tree in the tree man's body?"

Seeing this, Fang Xiu and PY Tianheng rushed up, landed on the tree trunk, and used their swords to pierce the bark on the surface, and a [-]-meter-long soul-cultivating tree appeared in front of them .

"There are still so many?"

Both Fang Xiu and PY Tianheng were shocked.

If the tree man was a little more generous before, and gave Lao Bingyi and An Mochou some more spiritual trees for nourishing the soul, so as to strengthen their soul power, their control over the Flesh and Flesh Milling Formation would definitely be a level higher.

If Fang Xiu wanted to find the trace of Lao Bing and break through the formation, it would not be so easy.

Unfortunately, there is no if!

"I only need two meters!"

PY Tianheng looked at Fang Xiu and said very interestingly.

"Are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

Fang Xiu looked at PY Tianheng with great interest.

This person was very different from the immortals Fang Xiu had encountered before.

"I don't believe that the panacea you gave me has not been secretly manipulated, although I haven't found the clue yet!" PY Tianheng looked normal.

"Since you know it, you still eat it?" Fang Xiu smiled.

"What should I do if I don't eat, is it possible that I will be killed here by this tree man?" PY Tianheng shrugged.

"Okay, I'll give you a piece of the soul-cultivating tree!"

Fang Xiu nodded, and with a wave of the Heiyin sword, a piece of the soul-cultivating tree flew out. The brilliance in his hand flashed, and a black jade bottle emerged, taking away all the remaining soul-cultivating tree.

"Thank you!"

PY Tianheng took the Shenmu, and with a flick of his hands, the radiance emanating from the Shenmu immediately subsided, becoming no different from ordinary wooden sticks.

"Around the dead land, the seventh, ninth, and No. 12 portals can all be used!"

PY Tianheng tied the Shenmu behind his back, pointed to several black copper doors in the distance and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone your secret!"

He paused and said, "At least I will keep it a secret for you before you are promoted to Jindan Realm?"

"Why Jindan Realm?"

Fang Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Because with your current combat power and the Soul Cultivation Tree in your hands, once you advance to the Golden Core, the existing technological power will no longer be able to restrict you!" PY Tianheng smiled wryly.

　py is actually PY. I don’t know why it becomes a capital letter when it is sent out. It should be a sensitive word.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)