I Have a Mythical Tree

To the south of Taicang, there is Lingguo, a remote forest country.

There are creatures of the Spirit Race living here, and the people here are like dwarf pine trees that have grown limbs. They are proficient in many martial arts of the Spirit Race, and their strength is not weak.

Originally, there were no powerful countries near the Spirit Kingdom, there were spirit race creatures, and there were no natural enemies.

Therefore, this forest country is quiet and peaceful, and the scenery of the forest spirit is also very pleasant.

But now, this place has turned into a sea of ​​flames, huge tigers running in the forest, one after another flame magic powers are displayed, igniting all the vegetation in the forest, large and small.

There were spirit race creatures howling and cursing under the flames, but the giant tigers and the warriors holding halberds all showed expressionless faces.

They only cared about reaping their lives.

And on a towering tree, a strong man in golden armor looked at the distance with his hands folded, with a bit of anger in his eyes.

He was surrounded by several generals.

"Shen Hei is getting weaker and weaker, Qi Ling army is breaking up, and Charo... is dead!"

A general stood bowed, with a supernatural power standing horizontally above his head, like a huge funnel, continuously inhaling subtle breaths from a distance into it.

Hearing the words, the strong man in the golden armor froze, and the vast power spread out, and countless creatures of the spirit race died suddenly!

"Shen Hei's army, which country is the deepest region now?" The strong man in golden armor said in a cold voice, looking at the sky from a distance.

General Qi Ling, who had spoken earlier, raised his hand, and a map of Xunkong appeared in his hand. He quickly spread out the map, and his eyes flicked over the map.

"Here!" The general pointed to the map, and the details on the map suddenly became larger, and a line of small characters appeared.

"Taicang? Human country?"

The tone of the strong man in the golden armor became more and more cold: "Shen Hei is becoming more and more useless. A strong man with gods can destroy a country by himself, and he can capsize in such a place!"

Seeing the anger of the strong man in golden armor, several generals were silent like cicadas, not daring to speak out.

"Where's the other party's aura?" the golden armored man asked again.

The general replied: "There is no aura of the army, a strong spirit controler, and there are many strange auras, it should be an ordinary army, Shen Hei was destroyed, and the aura of the strong spirit controler became weak, there is nothing worth noting strength."

The strong man in the golden armor nodded, then suddenly stretched out his palm, and lightly shook it. Behind him, a 1,200-foot spirit fetus appeared, with the body of a tiger opening its mouth and roaring, extremely terrifying.

I saw this Yuantai Tiger Spirit, which was like a mountain, opened its mouth and vomited!

Rich spirit burst out from his mouth, turning into a sea of ​​purple flames that filled the sky, covering the forest.

The screams in the forest kingdom disappeared instantly, and the spirit race creatures turned into a mass of ashes.

The strong man in golden armor took out a black bottle and tossed it lightly. The black bottle became larger against the wind and was suspended in mid-air.

As the dark wind blew, green light spots appeared and flew into the mouth of the black bottle.

From the ashes, a little emerald green blood was condensed, which was also swallowed by the black bottle.

"Immediately summon the other three armies and let them march at full speed. Within an hour,

The soldiers came to Taicang. "

The strong man in the golden armor retracted the black bottle, looked at another general, the general bowed to answer, and immediately took out a few spiritual papers from the Xuanfang treasure,

He tapped the spirit paper, and the spirit paper immediately turned into paper tigers, and then grew wings made of spirit essence, and flew away at a high speed.

The strong man in the golden armor looked towards the direction of Tai Cang in the distance, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"I don't know what happened to Shen Hei and Charo. The mere human race should not let them fall into such a situation."

"No matter what it is, if you dare to disobey my Qi Ling's will, the Manchus will die!"

The battle around Cangqing Mountain gradually came to an end. The Taicang army, which was originally at a disadvantage, regained its decline because of the help of Ji Xia, a big killer.

A group of people with strong spiritual powers were smashed to death by Ji Xiahuo with that huge tiger corpse.

In more than four months, together with the pure Golden Crow Yuan and the Holy Spirit Yuan in the Spirit Wheel, Ji Xia's first level of the Demon Thunder Mysterious Body True Art has been completely refined by him.

His physical strength at this moment is terrifying, and his vitality and strength have also increased several times.

That's why he collided head-on with the giant tiger with five levels of supernatural powers just now. Although the giant tiger also used supernatural powers to protect its body, it was still smashed to death by Ji Xia.

He is now fully fired, and among the group of ordinary monks with supernatural powers, no one is his single enemy.

And because of the astrology of the year and the star, the spiritual energy in his body is endless, killing these weak monks, it is impossible to exhaust the spiritual energy.

He is like a powerful God of War, whether it is a supernatural monk or an ordinary Nine Heavens Sergeant, any enemy will die at the touch of it!

The only obstacle is the Qiling Army Formation.

However, the 6,000 soldiers of Tai Cang who had been blessed by the willow god's branches and leaves had already made Qi Ling's army formation a little slack, and together with Ji Xia, a violent and strong man, forced a gap in the army formation!

Under such circumstances, no matter how powerful the Qiling Army Formation is, it cannot resist the many Taicang supernatural powers, the entire Taicang army, and Ji Xia at the same time.

As a result, one can imagine that the Qiling army fell under the weapons of the Tai Cang tribe one by one in an unbelievable way.

The body of the purple ink demon sword in Ji Xia's hand is already spotted with many ink colors.

In this battle, he killed at least half of the Qiling supernatural powers, as well as two or three hundred Qiling sergeants!

This kind of record left the Tai Cang generals and soldiers who fought alongside him speechless.

Ji Xia's strength was also deeply rooted in their hearts.

Finally, after a long and fierce battle, Ji Qianqing stabbed Ji Qianqing's sword through the throat of the last hopeless Qiling supernatural power, fell to the ground and died.

The Qiling Army of the Thousand Nine Heavens was killed and wounded extremely quickly. After they were completely unable to maintain the formation of the Qiling Army, they began to die piece by piece!

On the other hand, Tai Cang, 7,000 soldiers, although protected by the branches and leaves of the willow god, still killed as many as 500 people!

Ji Xia looked at the corpses of Tai Cang Erlang with gloomy eyes. Thousands of people in the remaining army were seriously injured!

"The supernatural powers were restrained by the silver guards, and the two most powerful Qiling monks were blocked by the king and brother Shiyang, so these casualties mainly came from the Qiling army!"

In Ji Qianqing's eyes, there was an indelible loneliness. As a general of Taicang, although she had seen too many soldiers die in battle, at this moment, she still felt extremely difficult in her heart.

These Taicang sons are the backbone of each Taicang family, the best soldiers of Taicang, and the thickest shield of the Taicang human race.

But now, an indiscriminate disaster has come, dragging Tai Cang, who had gradually calmed down and was thriving, into the battlefield. Hundreds of Tai Cang's children died because of this, and hundreds of other children lost their limbs, unable to protect Tai Cang!

"The boundless wilderness, when will it stop being cruel?"

Ji Qianqing and the generals were at a loss, and they all looked at the young king.

He was standing in front of the corpse of the dead Tai Cang warrior, not knowing what to think about.

"My lord, don't be sad. If there is no treasure of the lord, I am afraid that 90% of the 7000 Tai Cang sons will die in Cangqing Mountain. The result of the battle now is unimaginable, because the Qiling army formation is too big. Too strong."

Po Xian sighed and comforted Ji Xia.

Ji Xia turned around, and was about to say something, but saw the spirit energy blooming in the distance, and a strong man flew towards him.

On the body of the strong man was a majestic tiger.

The person who came was Shi Yang, and the tiger that was already dead, like a small mountain, was the spirit-controlling general from before!

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