Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 330 Wood Spirit Girl (Second update)

(Thanks to Daihuoluowan for the pink color~! Tsk tsk, when I look at the name, it smells like an elixir~! Gaga~! Here comes the second update, please keep on working hard~!)
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Mo Ranyi can no longer hide his clumsiness.

The jade sword returned to her hand again and again, and flew out again and again. Those branches were unable to fight back and were retreating steadily.

Gradually, everyone's attention was no longer focused on Mo Ranyi.

The scene behind the Gate of Life and Death finally revealed its true appearance in front of the world.

The standing wood resembles a human being, and each wood has countless branches branching out, densely spread throughout the space.

Suddenly, the wood moved.

There is no slowness in the adaptation period, and the movements are extremely agile.

Their eyebrows gradually became clearer, like wooden figures that were carved to life.

Mo Ranyi felt enlightened.

This is the ghost wood man!
These people should all be monks from the Wan Sheng Wan Destruction Sect thousands of years ago.

At the same time, the Rong Shenmu outside the palace also moved.

One by one, they rise up from the ground and leave the soil...

"Birth and destruction... ten thousand lives... ten thousand annihilations... door... ten thousand years... opened... reappearance... resurrection..."

Countless voices sounded at the same time, echoing in my ears repeatedly.

The ink dyed clothes put away the shining moon and held up the golden sword. The color of jade filled the air, and the cold light suddenly appeared, creating a chilling atmosphere.

Wherever the sword light touched, the ghosts and woodmen fell down in pieces.

But this is far from enough.

There are too many ghost wood people.

Moreover, the changes in the surrounding Shenmu trees have given everyone a very bad premonition. If the Shenmu trees in the boundless sea of ​​wood are all...

How many enemies will they face?
How can it be done by just Mo Ranyi?

Mo Ranyi was also secretly anxious. Juejin was the nemesis of these ghosts and woodmen, but apart from Juejin, other attacks had little effect on them.

She wants to find the most critical thing, which is the "Heaven-level Skills" of Lao Shizi.

According to Master Xiangmu, the heaven-level technique is just a piece of jade slip, one foot long and one inch wide. It is full of green, and when it shakes, it looks like clear water swimming.

The Wan Sheng Wan Mie Sect's method of passing down kung fu is very unique. It is not passed down orally from master to disciple, nor is it written down in classics and handed down to disciples. Instead, it draws the blood of each person's heart, separates a ray of soul, and embodies it on that one-foot jade slip. above.

According to Master Xiangmu's inference, the source of all this trouble is the jade slip. As long as the jade slip is destroyed, even if all the ghost wooden people cannot be eliminated, the possibility of the increase in the number of ghost wooden people can be suppressed. Cleaning up will definitely bring clarity to the world.

Only the Biyuan Star that has become the Death Star will truly be redeemed.

According to Mo Ranyi's understanding, the one-foot jade slip was just for selling. He made himself extremely beautiful and moved when he saw it, in order to seduce more people to take the bait, just like when the salesman was selling, It is always said that the sky is over the top, and the methods are endless, and the extremes are not used.

The reality cannot conceal its ugly purpose.

These ghosts and wooden people are its downlines, and the key to maintaining the relationship between them is that little bit of heart blood and that wisp of soul.

As long as the source is destroyed, the blood soul that maintains them will no longer exist.

"We must exit first!" Gui Ji said, Xiuya's face showed a hint of eagerness and panic.

The technique she practices is different from that of ordinary demonic monks. She uses her human body to enter the ghost realm. After successful practice, she can transform into tens of thousands of people, which is her shadow clone. She pays special attention to the condensation of the soul. She can use her soul power alone to In comparison of strength and weakness, no one present could compare with her.

If fighting with others, this is indeed an advantage, but in front of these ghosts and trees, the advantage immediately becomes a disadvantage.

Guimu people feed on souls. In addition to Mo Ranyi, who is the most restrained against them and can be called a natural enemy, Gui Ji has been attacked the most. Her clone appears in the form of a ghost. For Guimu people, it is an irresistible temptation. , the extremely pure ghost attracts them more than flesh and blood.

In this moment, if Gui Ji hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, she would have taken back the clone early, and would not have dared to release it again, for fear that no bones and dregs would be left.

The example of Zhao Qiming just now is there. The defense of these wooden people is extremely strong, and they are numerous and endless. They are extremely difficult to deal with. Although they are monks in the Nascent Soul stage, they are among the top figures on both continents. , but when the manpower is limited, once it is wasted, then there is no choice but to wait for death!

"Junior, hand over the sword in your hand." The leader of the Yin Puppet Sect said sinisterly.In the Corpse Way he practiced, these ghostly wooden people couldn't do anything to him, and he couldn't do anything to them either. But he still had a lot of disciples and grandsons outside, as well as the illustrious legacy of the Yin Puppet Sect, so he couldn't let these wood rush out of the boundless wood sea. .

The sword in Mo Ranyi's hand is the nemesis of these woods. There is no doubt about this. He made up his mind in just a moment. No matter what, he must grab it!
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Mo Ranyu stood beside her sister without hesitation. When she saw Xuan Jiu, who was also leaning over, the coldness in her eyes faded a little.

Han Yu's eyes flashed with a stern look, acting like this in front of him was like a slap in his face!

"Fellow Daoist, please respect yourself!"

"You're telling him to respect himself? He just can't figure out how much he weighs!" Zhao Qiming said fiercely, what time is it now, and there is still internal strife?The rush is imminent, you grab it early, but you grab it late, but you grab it now!

Are you the only one who looks at the sword with greedy eyes? No one present looks at it enthusiastically, but no one says anything, just knowing that now is not the time to cause trouble.

Once things get better here, or the crisis eases a little, there is no doubt that someone will jump out, and then this old boy will be the only one left.

"She is a junior in the foundation building stage. Even if she has magic weapons in her hands, they are just like scrap metal. It is different in my hands. I am thinking about everyone. Don't judge the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!" The Yin Puppet Sect Master kept saying. The way.

In such a tense situation, Mo Ranyi almost stopped laughing when he heard such shameless words.

If this is said, who will believe it?

Cats believe it, dogs believe it, but she doesn’t believe it!

"If I put it in your hands, I'm afraid we will all die." Gui Ji said sarcastically.

The two were old enemies. As soon as the man raised his butt, she knew the shape of his fart.

If he really gave him the sword, this person must have rushed out with the sword and left them all here, preferably all of them dead. Then his Yin Puppet Sect would become the dominant family, not only the number one sect in the Demonic Way, but also At that time, the first sect in the sky was still about the same.

Mo Ranyi's eyes flashed. In fact, only by handing the Golden Sword into the hands of Yuanying Stage monks can it be more effective.

Of course, the one she trusts most is the boss of her family, the Palace Master.

However, when it comes to the most suitable one, I’m afraid it’s...

Xuan Jiu’s grandfather, Zhao Qiming, became the Qiming Saint!
He is a sword cultivator, a sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, and he is the strongest here.

However, although this senior had a close relationship with the Palace Master, she didn't know how deep it was. The golden sword was a peerless weapon, and it was difficult for a swordsman not to be tempted by it. Of course, the flying sword in his hand was tempered by thunder. Extraordinary, but compared with the golden sword, it is like the difference between a natural sea pearl and a luminous pearl.

The former is certainly valuable, but the latter is a rare treasure!
Xuan Jiu looked at his grandfather, then at the woman beside him, and whispered: "Don't worry, I'm here!" His tone was sincere and affirmative.

Mo Ranyi met his gaze, and the determination in his eyes was like a golden sword. It was plain on the surface, but sharp on the inside.

Suddenly he waved his hand, and the next moment, Mo Ranyi's hand was empty.

Time does not allow her to think too much, and decisions often only take a moment!
"The ghosts and trees kill endlessly, and the people they kill will be assimilated and become half ghosts and half trees. This sword is made of pure gold and is their only nemesis!" She paused! After a pause, he added: "If you want to eliminate this problem, you must find a foot-long jade slip and completely destroy it with a golden sword. Otherwise, the sky will be in danger!"

"Hmph! Alarmist!" Yin Yang spoke angrily, and no one except the Yin Puppet Sect Master thought of anyone else.

Zhao Qiming didn't talk nonsense at all. When Mo Ranyi spoke, he was already walking around like a dragon, with swords like lightning, fighting with a group of ghosts and wooden men.

The power of the sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage is indeed not comparable to that of a half-way monk like Mo Ranyi who has learned a few sword techniques.

Several powerful sword moves were released one by one, and the entire palace trembled. The golden sword was in Zhao Qiming's hand, with a cold light and a roar of sword energy. He had absolutely no intention of competing with him!
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Zhao Qiming is holding a golden sword, as if he has transformed into a peerless killing god. There is really no one in this world who can compete with him!
Soon, a large area was cleared out of the palace.

The one-foot-long jade slip in Mo Ranyi's mouth was hanging steadily in the air. A green-headed, green-bodied wooden man sitting on a seat in the middle of the hall, one hand hanging down, the other Xu held the jade slip.

The green jade slip stood quietly an inch away from his hand.

That pool of blue color, just as Xiangmu Zhenren described, is like a clear spring water pouring into it.

The green wooden man suddenly grasped the jade slip and suddenly opened his closed eyes.

The mouth was moving, and the teeth were clicking.

"It's been ten thousand years..." The voice was vast and cold, as if it came from ten thousand years ago.

"Wood Spirit Girl..." The green man's eyes suddenly focused on Mo Ranyu, and with a finger of the jade slip in his hand, Mo Ranyu flew towards him uncontrollably.

"Xiaoyu!" Mo Ranyi exclaimed, reaching out to pull...

(End of this chapter)