Chapter 1242 Army Assault, Spiritual Ancient Tree

Lin Lingzi grabbed the void with both hands, and immediately a cold light flowed, transforming into a hammer and a drill.

Holding the drill in his left hand and the hammer in his right, he rushed out as soon as he stepped on his body, as ferocious as a bull, the ground under his feet trembled and cracked, and a savage aura vibrated out.

Lance's head was full of black lines. Some teasers came from nowhere, and they were not interested at all. He said to Fatty Pan: "These five people are entrusted to you."

Fatty Pan shook his fat, and said dissatisfied: "Why do you have to leave it to me?"

Lance sneered and said, "You should be against you if you are teasing. If you don't give this kind of teasing to you, do you want to be against the king?"

Although Fatty Pan was dissatisfied, he picked up the kitchen knife and flew up without saying a word, rushing over.

It is rare for him to have the opportunity to show his talents, so naturally he has to show his talents.

"Where did the wild boar come from! If you are smart, you should keep a safe distance from my forging knife!" Fatty Pan raised the kitchen knife, pointed at the five people, and said majesticly.

Lin Lingzi was furious, trembling with anger, and shouted: "You fat pig, fatter than me, how dare you call me a wild boar!"

With a loud roar, he rushed down with a hammer and a drill, "Thousands of hammers - Bailian -"

"clang!"

There was a clear and heavy knocking sound, the hammer hit the bottom of the drill hard, accompanied by a burst of thunder, the drill flew away, bringing up a hurricane, the edge was unstoppable.

Luo Ye also pinched the sword formula, pointing to the Heavenly Sword in his hand, and shouted: "This fat man seems to have two tricks, let's attack together! The whole army assaults!"

Fatty Pan grinned grimly, and with a flick of the kitchen knife in his hand, countless beams of light shot out, and he shouted, "Look at me riding first!"

Those beams of light intertwined in the air and fell colorfully, and there was a kind of domineering arrogance of being the first to take the lead.

"Huh?" Lance glanced at him in surprise, his blue eyes flickering.

"Boom! Boom!"

When the blade light hit the drill, a burst of thunder exploded, and the drill clanged and fell in front of Lin Lingzi and the others.

At the same time, the saber energy was swept away and hit Lin Lingzi and the others.

Except for Lin Lingzi, the other four spurted blood and were seriously injured.

"Not good, go back!"

Lin Lingzi was horrified, screamed, put away the hammer and drill and was about to leave, turned around and saw that the other four had already fled away, so frightened that she hurriedly turned into a ray of light and chased after them.

"Ha... an overwhelming victory!"

Fatty Pan put away the kitchen knife, and flew majestically onto the platform, puffing out his chest, looking radiant.

But when he found that all four of them turned a blind eye to him and were practicing with their eyes closed, they couldn't help being discouraged and complained, "Is this how you treat the return of heroes?"

Hua Qing opened his eyes and said, "Be quiet, don't disturb everyone's cultivation."

Fatty Pan was like a pile of meat, slumped on the ground weakly, and shouted: "What are you still practicing, such a weak opponent, just go and push the tower."

Yang Qingxuan said suddenly: "Wait a little longer. The opponent is weak, and this is a rare opportunity."

"Rare opportunity?"

Lance opened his eyes suspiciously.

The other three were also puzzled.

Yang Qingxuan said: "You feel that this Daoyun Crystal Tower is composed of one hundred and eight thousand sets of Dao patterns and ancient elf script. The opponent is weak, and it happens to be an opportunity to comprehend the Crystal Tower."

"Hey!" Fatty Pan and Lance were startled when they heard this, their eyes widened in shock.

Sister Hualing of Huaqing didn't understand what this meant, and they didn't understand it.

But Fatty Pan and Lance understood. Fatty Pan tremblingly said: "Boss, don't scare me, you mean...you are disassembling the internal structure of this Daoyun crystal tower?"

Yang Qingxuan nodded, and said: "The structure is very complicated, but it is not difficult to sense the existence of the structure. You can also sense one or two by continuously fusing the frequency of your spiritual consciousness with the frequency of this enchantment."

Fatty Pan touched the cold sweat on his forehead, sat down hastily, and began to adjust the intensity of his spiritual consciousness according to Yang Qingxuan's words.

If one could really sense the structure of the Daoyun Crystal Tower, then one would be able to further understand the spiritual clarity of this sacred artifact, which is something that the powerhouses of all ages in the Star Palace have not been able to do.

Yang Qingxuan's casual words shocked Pan Fatty and Lance greatly.

But he didn't know it himself, and thought it was easy for anyone to do it. Yang Qingxuan continued to immerse himself in the interpretation of the Daoyun Crystal Tower, extracting the structure combination and elven script in it bit by bit.

"Baqiweiluo...the whole Wutian...five times and seven turns...the change suddenly..."

Yang Qingxuan continuously extracted the ancient elven text inside, and decomposed the Dao pattern combination. Suddenly, there was a "bang" in his mind, as if a certain space was opened, and the consciousness spread, and he was attracted by a certain force.

"this is……"

Yang Qingxuan was shocked in his heart, his eyes were closed tightly, but there seemed to be an eye in his spiritual consciousness, "seeing" a huge ancient crystal tree growing in front of nothingness.

The tree is verdant and verdant, exuding a faint glow, hanging down thousands of vines, reaching straight to the clouds, and the artifacts spread out silently, affecting every bit of this illusion.

"Spiritual clarity!"

Yang Qingxuan had never seen a spiritually enlightened tree before, but when he saw this tree, he immediately knew that it was the body of the sacred artifact.

Because the extremely strong Dao aggregates emanating from the tree are like raging waves, endless and endless.

Only holy artifacts have such terrifying power.

Yang Qingxuan felt that the surrounding space was shaking together with the ancient tree, and the scenes of countless battlefields emerged in front of his eyes, and scenes passed by quickly.

Yang Qingxuan looked in amazement, and hundreds of battlefields clearly appeared in front of him.

Various familiar figures, Lei Yun, Shi Yuyan, Duye, Gong Shuqing, Da Luo Xianshan's disciples, and Lu Yifan...

These battlefields appear alternately in front of the eyes, like a scene of a screen, and after a trance, they all disappear.

"All the battlefields are transformed from this ancient tree. Such a powerful artifact. Is this the power of a complete sacred artifact? It is indeed terrifying."

Yang Qingxuan looked at the ancient tree silently, sighing inwardly.

I also have the pupil of the dark night and the Wuji apricot yellow flag on my body, but it's a pity that I can't exert 10% of my power.

Suddenly, Yang Qingxuan's whole body was shaken, and he felt a majestic force coming from the ancient tree. Countless vines danced in front of him as if blown by the breeze.

Yang Qingxuan inexplicably felt a dangerous aura, the ancient tree was so intelligent that it locked him in!

"not good!"

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, so he wanted to resist, trying to break through the consciousness space of this sacred weapon and get out.

But countless vines gathered from all directions, binding his body and limbs.

The vine branches and leaves wrap around the body, the icy cold feeling is refreshing, and there is actually a little comfort.

But Yang Qingxuan's complexion changed drastically. In the place locked by the rattan, the true energy could not flow at all, and the meridians of the whole body seemed to have set dozens of checkpoints, completely blocked!