Spirit Plant: I have an entry panel

‘It is indeed this thing. ’

Master Xing Ke's expression did not change at all, but he sneered in his heart, and used a secret technique to communicate with Master Xing Heng who was outside.

"Heng'er, you should remember the origin of Fu Xian Fungus, right?"

Master Xingheng nodded: "Remember, that fungus was a race liberated by the ancestor... They are extremely spiritual, and their bodies can be used as a carrier of any power.

Master, is it really the mycelium that controls these black tides? "

At the end of the sentence, a sad look appeared on his face.

As a great disciple of the Xingke lineage, he did not leave the Eternal Dark Abyss even a step after achieving the Nascent Soul Dao Fruit, just for this reason.

Master Xing Ke’s voice was still calm: “

Even the teacher doesn’t know.

But it can carry all power, and if it is reversed, it will definitely be able to absorb all power... Heng'er, I once heard Mr. Fu Sheng say it.

The upper limit of the Immortal Fungus is extremely high, and it can even carry the power of immortality and chaos. It should have absorbed the power of chaos.

Maybe the sacred tree that has disappeared for a long time is causing trouble, but I hope it's not those remnants.

This is a tough battle, go to the ship and protect your junior brothers. "

"Master..." Master Xingheng was about to say something when he was interrupted by Master Xingke.

"Go ahead, Master, I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time. There are still so many fellow Taoists here. It's not your turn to steal the limelight as a Yuanying cultivator."

There was no room for refutation in the words.

As soon as the words fell, the figure where the stars gathered disappeared.

In desperation, Master Xingheng could only transform into Escape Light.

He quickly returned to Mo Yao's flying boat.

On the top of the flying boat, there are already more than a dozen Yuanying monks staying here, including Jianzi from the Tianqing Sword Sect, painting immortals from Chenhuan Academy, Confucian scholars, Buddhist disciples from the Buddhist sect, and Jiji Taoist master from the Shenji sect, etc. wait.

It can be said that all the big forces with names and surnames are here. If someone destroys them now, even the big forces will be seriously injured.

They all looked up at the sky, looking at the golden halo that suddenly burst out above the clouds and mist——

A dragon, a five-clawed golden dragon with golden scales and horns, appeared in the clouds and mist. It was wrapped and surrounded by a golden fairy light that was almost difficult to see directly.

Even the black tide quickly lost its black color under the illumination of these golden lights and turned into clear water.

"Ho~~~~~"

After a clear and high roar.

The water flow surged under its control, in circles, layer by layer, washing away the black creatures deep in the water.

"Tick tock~"

It also started to rain in the sky, and very clear raindrops fell from the chaotic clouds.

The pitter-pattering raindrops fell on the black giant beasts. The giant beasts and dark spirits didn't even have time to resist, and the seemingly pure water droplets fell into their bodies.

Dissolving silently, rising and falling with the tide.

Due to the "joining" of these dark spirits and monsters, the tide is obviously rising higher and higher.

The dragon hovered high in the sky for a moment.

He dived straight down and dived directly into the water.

Even though everyone present was a Nascent Soul, a proud son of heaven, and had all kinds of magic weapons to help them, they couldn't see what happened after the golden dragon entered the water.

All they could see was the water churning.

Then……

"Boom!!!"

The deafening sound was truly deafening this time.

It was as if thunder exploded, and as if the earth was trembling, black water columns rose up one after another from the clean water.

Those water columns are so obvious in the clear water.

It's like the ink is smeared.

Mo Yao's flying boat, which was still moving slowly in the tide, has quickly lifted into the air and floated in the high sky, far away from these black water columns.

Although they were moving away quickly, everyone could still clearly see the essence of the black water column——

"Resentment, this world has accumulated resentment for thousands of years." Buddha, surrounded by Buddha's light, sighed softly.

There was endless compassion in the voice.

He took out a wooden fish and tapped it gently. The Buddha's light shone on the flying boat, falling like golden meteors.

Falling into the water that was gradually blackened by the water column.

However, it is just a drop in the bucket.

The Confucian scholar took a scroll and patted it gently, "Ever since the Eternal Dark Abyss was polluted, these resentments have been piling up at the bottom of the world, forming a huge cancer.

Those things that we cannot look directly at, those things that we want to forget, those things that we have been unwilling to pay attention to, will eventually become the source of backlash against us.

Fellow Taoists, we have to enjoy the nurturing of this world.

There's always something to give. "

He sighed softly, and the book in his hand that had been blessed by Confucian monks of all ages burst out with awe-inspiring righteousness and fell from the flying boat.

A white waterfall formed, with silver waves like snow, in which characters flowed, trying to purify the dark waters.

It seemed that they were the ones who started it.

Other monks also took action one after another, and for a while, various colored lights shone on the flying boat.

The mana light formed by various forces poured down like a rainbow, and merged with each other in mid-air. Guided by a faintly shining blue starlight, it fell into the dark water.

From a distance, it looks like a rainbow.

With so many Yuanying monks working together, it seems that where the rainbow falls, the dark water is gradually turned into clear water.

But in fact, the gloomy atmosphere in the air has become stronger and stronger, and it has even formed a ghost monster with teeth and claws.

The Buddha, who was most familiar with these things, had a look of compassion on his face, and without hesitation stretched out his hand and threw out a branch. The branch was decorated with seven kinds of treasures: gold, silver, glass, coral, clam, red pearl, and agate. Aura.

The solemn and kind Buddha light bursts out from above.

A phantom of the Buddha appeared in mid-air, with a compassionate face and moving lips.

"If I hear..."

As soon as the sound came out, and the golden petals condensed into shape, a twisted branch stretched out from the tide, covering the ears with lightning speed.

"Crack."

Pierced the shadow of Buddha.

Then... it began to swallow up the Buddha's light, and traces like water flowed on the surface of the branches. Visible to the naked eye, the Buddha's shadow was dim.

The branches began to shine with bright Buddha light.

"This is……"

"Fellow Taoist Xingheng?"

"What a weird tree."

The monks looked at each other, and finally turned their attention to Master Xingheng, who had never spoken. After all, he was the one who knew Lingzhi best among the monks present.

Master Xingheng did not act as a riddler and answered directly: "The Soul-Burying Divine Tree, this is a sacred tree that can only appear in the legendary underworld. Fellow Taoists, please be careful. According to legend, this tree can even be used by immortals. All the great power can be absorbed.”

The monks frowned.

They have already felt that just a branch above the water can make them feel threatened, and even the phantom of the Buddha created by the Seven Treasures Glazed Branch of the Buddha can be easily pierced.

Can't even resist.

Even for people like them, once they are pierced, they will probably end up as human beings.

Among them, the monk from Tianqing Sword Sect asked: "Then how to deal with it?"

When he said this, the sword cultivator even held his own sword in his hand. It seemed that as long as Xing Heng said it, he would act recklessly.

"We can't deal with this kind of thing." Master Xingheng shook his head: "Just trust our elders."

"Isn't that fairy dragon still down there?"

"It seems that he has found it." The monk from Tianjimen said mysteriously.

As if to prove what she said.

A bright moon suddenly rose in the black tide. No matter how the black tide surged around, it could not tarnish it in the slightest.

The bright white moonlight diffuses from above the bright moon.

A silver sea can be vaguely seen inside, as well as a giant dragon made of condensed water in the sea.

Next to it was a dragon whose scales were somewhat damaged. The five-clawed golden dragon that was so majestic just now was already stained with blood.

Dragon blood and pieces of meat with golden light were still dripping.

"This dragon blood and dragon meat are both treasures... If used to refine the dragon blood elixir, it would be at least a fifth-level elixir, or even close to a sixth-level elixir!"

The monks from the Alchemy Sect sighed.

All the monks: "..."

How long has it been and you still think about dragon blood and dragon meat?

The five-clawed golden dragon raised its head, staring at the sky with emotionless eyes, and said solemnly: "Come on, fellow Taoists, send me to heaven."

What greeted it was a branch.

There was a gloomy mist wrapped around the branch.

"Whoosh~~~"

It penetrated straight into its head, the mist rose, the golden light on its scales suddenly dimmed, and then... there was extremely sad music.

Two female cultivators dressed completely different in the sky were playing the flute and the other playing the piano. The sound of the flute and the piano seemed to create ripples in the air.

The golden dragon was surrounded.

The golden dragon slowly closed its eyes. The moment it closed its eyes, it seemed as if it saw a flash of snow-white sword light.

Wherever the sword light passed, the void was turbulent and the spiritual energy was chaotic.

It's like the sky is falling.

The endless sword energy instantly pierced the golden dragon.

It shattered, like the sky being torn apart by sword energy, split into countless pieces.

Dragon blood, dragon meat, dragon scales... but the most important thing is missing, which is the Dragon Clan's Dragon Pearl.

But one of the scales flew straight towards the bright moon on the side, with blood and the last spiritual power of the golden dragon, and instantly smashed through the moon.

The moon stood still for a moment.

Then...silver-white water burst out from it, like a portal connecting to another world. Silver-white water poured out from the small moon.

In an instant, the dark waters were dyed silver.

"Why."

A voice full of sadness came.

The silver water suddenly surged and condensed into a giant dragon. It looked directly at the sky and the group of god-transformation monks in the sky.

But underneath it.

But a tree grew slowly. (End of chapter)