Chapter 1650 Everyone Does His or Her Own Thing

Liang Yan could feel that the emerald green juice was actually the natal essence of the old tree spirit. When he applied it on his eyebrows, it really resonated with the other person's thoughts.

"Boy Liang, these days I have to concentrate on refining the tree heart, and at the same time I have to make a fake tree heart to put in it, so that I can hide it from the outside. So if you are fine, please don't disturb me. I will take the initiative to contact you when the matter is completed." The old tree spirit warned.

"Don't worry, unless you don't succeed the day before the Canglong Tribulation, then I will pick you up anyway." Liang Yan said solemnly.

"good!"

The old tree spirit nodded with great satisfaction, stopped looking at him, turned around, jumped into the roots of the tree, and disappeared in an instant.

Liang Yan did not leave immediately, but stood there, looking at the thick roots of the tree in a daze.

This old tree spirit is really weird. He actually has a way to secretly change the heart of the tree under the eyes of Canglong?

You must know that Canglong is a sub-sage. Even if he is himself, he may not be able to make three moves in front of this person. What is the origin of this old tree spirit, and he is able to hide it from the sky?

Liang Yan became more and more curious. The identity of the other party might not be as simple as just the tree spirit of Taixu Tianluo Fruit.

".I remember when he was in Hades, he said that he went to the underworld to find someone, and when he found that person, it was time to leave. Could it be that everything he did was to find that person? ?”

Thinking of this, Liang Yan sighed softly.

To be honest, he is already used to the existence of the old tree spirit. The world in Taixu Gourd was built by him, which is equivalent to half of his housekeeper. If the other party wants to leave one day, he will really not be used to it.

Just when Liang Yan was thinking secretly, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if there was something moving behind him.

This feeling rarely occurs, because few people can hide from his induction, at least not within a hundred feet.

But now this feeling appears.

Liang Yan was startled and hurriedly turned around. Looking around, he found a black mouse lying on the roots of an old tree not far away.

This rat was about the same size as a human. It was gnawing at a tree root, leaving dense tooth marks on it.

Liang Yan looked carefully and found that this mouse was unusual.

Although its aura was restrained and its strength could not be seen from its appearance, Liang Yan was as careful as a hair and found that the hairs on its body were extremely sharp. He felt that every one of them could match the sword energy he slashed with all his strength!

If this rat wants to fight with someone else, it doesn't need to mention any other magical means. It only needs to form a ball and bump into someone else, and the other person will immediately know what "thousands of arrows pierce the heart" means!

Another thing worth noting is that the teeth marks left by the mice on the roots of the trees seem to be very useful. Although Liang Yan couldn't see the mystery, he always felt that these tooth marks were connected together and seemed to be an extremely mysterious rune mark.

Probably sensing that Liang Yan was looking at him, the mouse suddenly raised its head while gnawing.

It is said that "rats have short-sighted eyes", but this rat's eyes were very bright. When he looked at Liang Yan, he only felt two words:

cunning!

Before Liang Yan could react, the mouse suddenly grinned, winked at him, and even raised its paws to wave at him.

"Is it saying hello to me?"

Liang Yan was a little surprised. In his impression, he had never seen this mouse before.

But soon, he realized that the other person's paw was not waving to him, but pointing to the top of his head!

At this moment, the land above his head was experiencing violent fluctuations.

A powerful force swept over him, and even though he was underground, he felt like he was facing a raging sea. The surrounding waves were turbulent and could swallow him up at any time.

Liang Yan was startled and hurriedly released his consciousness to check the situation above.

However, the spiritual consciousness will be restricted by the roots of the Linglong Immortal Tree, making it difficult to spread too far. Liang Yan cannot see the situation outside the surface, but he discovered two completely different spiritual powers from this power fluctuation.

At this moment, Liang Yan understood that it was not that he had exposed his position, but that there were two powerful monks fighting outside.

The unusual movements here are actually the aftermath of the fight between those two people.

"It is not appropriate to stay here for a long time. My purpose has been achieved and I should leave as soon as possible."

Liang Yan had the intention of retreating. He glanced at the black mouse in the distance and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

This feeling is like two thieves going to steal someone else's house at the same time. By chance, they bump into each other. Everyone tacitly understands it and just pretends that nothing happened?

"Brother Rat."

Liang Yan cupped his hands and said tentatively: "You and I don't interfere with each other. We all go our own way and we just say goodbye. How about that?"

The black mouse nodded.

"Goodbye!"

Without looking back, Liang Yan made a magic spell, turned around and turned into a ray of light, quickly disappearing into the ground.

At the same time that Liang Yan left, golden light and purple energy intertwined above the surface. The powerful forces clashed with each other, and eventually circles of brilliant halo erupted.

At this moment, two huge figures appeared above the exquisite fairy tree.

One of them is a golden Buddha, a hundred feet tall, with a kind face and a thousand golden lights.

The other one is the demon dharma image, with three heads and six arms, holding six magic weapons: a pagoda, a butcher knife, a Yin bead, a blood hook, a soul-binding lock, and a bone flag. The demonic aura soars to the sky and is majestic.

These two huge figures fought on top of the fairy tree. Each punch and kick was extremely powerful. The already chaotic space around them was shaken to the point of collapse, and even the exquisite fairy tree began to shake.

In the void, a man's chuckle suddenly came: "Fellow Taoist Enlightenment, there are two three-headed spiritual fruits on this tree. Why should we fight here? Why don't we have one each for you and me? Isn't it beautiful?" "

Obviously, the person who spoke had not arrived near the island yet, but had only condensed the Demon Lord's Dharma form first, and came to break the void first, hoping to compete for the spiritual fruit on the Exquisite Immortal Tree.

As soon as he finished speaking, another voice sounded in the void:

"Amitabha, fellow Taoist Sima has disappeared for many years. I didn't expect to see you again today. Your magical power has reached such an extent! But what you just said about 'one for each person', I wonder which one belongs to you and which one belongs to me?"

"Hahaha!"

Sima Han's laughter rang out, and he said loudly: "Master is joking, they are all three-headed spiritual fruits, what's the difference? Let's divide them according to our position. The east end belongs to you, and the west end belongs to me."

After hearing this, Venerable Fuhu also smiled and said, "Did Fellow Taoist Sima deceive me? Although they are both three-headed spiritual fruits, there are differences between them. The fruit on the east side has some flaws and is definitely not as effective as the others. One pill, fellow Taoist, why don’t you exchange it with me?”

"It seems like we can't reach an agreement?" Sima Leng snorted.

"If you are not sincere, you will not be effective."

"Then let's see whose method is better!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the demon dharma image threw the pagoda in his hand into the sky. The pagoda continued to grow in size in mid-air. The powerful demonic energy condensed into substance, fell from the sky, and suppressed the head of the Buddha's golden body.

"Haha, the 'Reverse Killing Demon Tower' is indeed extraordinary!"

Venerable Fuhu chuckled, and the golden Buddha suddenly raised his hands and clapped his palms upwards. Golden light burst out and gathered into a golden mountain, which was as big as the magic tower.

Boom!

The Jinshan Mountain and the Demonic Tower collided together, erupting with a loud noise. Gold and purple ripples continued to spread to the surroundings. The originally chaotic space soon appeared under the influence of the aftermath of this power. Cracks shaped like lightning!

The magical power of these two people was so strong that after other monks saw it, they gradually gave up on competing for the three-headed spirit fruit.

At this moment, the Exquisite Immortal Tree was shrouded in golden light and demonic energy, and no one could get close to it with their magical powers.

Obviously, no one can pick the fruit from the tree until Venerable Fuhu and Sima Han decide the winner.

And the battle between the two has reached a fever pitch.

But seeing Jinshan and the Demonic Tower standing against each other, sometimes the golden light suppresses the demonic energy, and sometimes the demonic energy counterattacks the golden light. The two sides refuse to give in to each other, and they are fighting inextricably.

At this moment, the demon dharma image suddenly threw out the Yin Pearl in his hand, and at the same time brandished the butcher knife and struck at the waist of the Buddha's golden body.

The Yin Pearl continued to rotate in mid-air, and an icy air swept out. The surrounding sky became extremely dark, and countless snowflakes fell, which quickly froze the space around the Buddha's golden body.

The golden light gradually dimmed, as if blocked by this cold force, and even the movements of the Buddha's golden body became extremely stiff.

At the same time, a ten-foot-long butcher knife came through the air, and before it even got close, it was emitting murderous intent.

There were strange and complicated runes on the blade, and there was a flashing purple light on the blade. A chilling aura swept through the world. Even Yang Fan's clone, which was condensed with murderous intent, could not help but shrink its pupils and show a solemn look on its face. expression.

"Fellow Taoist Enlightenment, I'm sorry, I destroyed this golden body for you. Dear Taoist, please go back and practice for another three or four hundred years."

Sima's cold voice came from mid-air, and without any hesitation, his butcher knife struck directly at the Buddha's golden body of Venerable Fuhu.

However, the next moment, something unexpected happened.

The Buddha's golden body, which was originally frozen by the Yin Pearl, suddenly opened its eyes wide, and two golden lights shot out from the eyes.

The two golden lights slowly unfolded in mid-air and turned into two huge runes. Although the handwriting of the runes was a bit blurry, it could be faintly seen that they seemed to be "Void" and "Spirit".

As soon as the two big characters appeared, the surrounding void was shattered, the cold air was washed away by the golden light, and even the Yin Pearl began to shake, with fine cracks appearing on it.

"My 'Nine Cold Pearls'!"

High in the sky, Sima Han's exclamation sounded, sounding very distressed.

Before he could react, the Buddha's golden body struck the void in front of him with two more fists.

The space was torn apart, and a golden-winged roc flew out of it. With a roar, it pecked the oncoming butcher knife.

The butcher knife, which was originally full of murderous intent, soon stopped in mid-air. The runes on the knife kept flashing, and a strange purple light rose into the sky, trying to penetrate into the body of the golden-winged roc.

However, the feathers of the golden-winged roc also left the body and turned into a golden bowl in mid-air, falling from the sky and taking in all the purple light without missing a single bit.

Seeing this scene, Demon Lord Dharmaxiang showed a hint of shock in his eyes.

He exerted force with his arm, trying to pull the butcher knife out of the golden-winged roc's mouth. However, the golden-winged roc did not let go. A hot breath surged out from its mouth and spread to the blade, immediately letting go. The butcher knife trembled.

Sima Han was taken aback. He recognized that this golden-winged roc was transformed from Venerable Fuhu's "Nirvana Heart Sutra". This was the spiritual power of the Kuchan lineage of Buddhism, and it was the nemesis of his magic weapon. If it continues to be eroded like this, I'm afraid the knife will also be destroyed.

At the critical moment, the Demon Lord Dharma Prime Minister also threw out the blood hook in his hand, hoping to use the hook to hook the neck of the golden-winged roc to make it release his butcher knife.

But the golden-winged roc spun around, and golden light surged around it, turning into a golden ocean and sucking the blood hook into it.

The blood hook disappeared, and Sima Han was slightly startled. Before he could react, he saw a fire phoenix rising into the sky from the sea of ​​golden light. It came to him in an instant and hit his chest solidly. .

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, the Demonic Master took dozens of steps back, until the demonic energy surged around him and turned into a hill behind him.

The magical powers of both sides were extremely exquisite. In just a few breaths, the spells they exchanged contained dozens of changes. In the end, Master Fuhu was the superior and slightly suppressed the opponent.

"It seems that the poor monk's golden body does not need to be refined again."

The voice of Lord Fuhu came from the void.

He did not mean to ridicule the other party, but urged the Buddha's golden body to turn around, fall from the sky, and land on the top of the Exquisite Immortal Tree, hoping to pick the most perfect "Exquisite Fortune Fruit."

"snort!"

Sima Han was unwilling to give in. He snorted coldly and waved the bone flag in his hand in the air. The cold white energy swept out and enveloped his entire body.

The next moment, the white energy disappeared, and the figure of the Demon Lord Dharma also disappeared!

The golden Buddha had already reached the top of the tree, but his consciousness still enveloped all directions. Seeing Sima Han's demonic appearance suddenly disappear, Lord Fuhu was also surprised.

"This demon has such magical powers, and is invisible in the void. How can he hide it from my eyes?"

Before he could think about it, ripples suddenly appeared in the void in front of him, and then a black chain was thrown out. It was the sixth magic weapon of the Demon Lord: Senluo Soul-binding Lock!

Not daring to neglect his enlightenment, the golden-bodied Buddha mobilized his spiritual power and swung his palm forward. The golden light condensed into a palm print in mid-air, blocking the opponent's soul-binding lock.

At the same time, Wufa also stretched out his other hand, with his spiritual power surging, trying to take the spiritual fruit on the treetop into his hand.

Sima Han also had the same idea. His arm also stretched out from the void, with demonic energy rushing towards the most perfect "Linglong Fruit of Creation", trying to pick it off first.

The golden light and demonic energy collided together, causing the "Exquisite Fortune Fruit" to fall from the treetop.

"not good!"

Seeing this scene, both Wu Fa and Sima Han's expressions changed.

The "Linglong Good Fortune Fruit" disappears when it encounters soil. It cannot encounter soil, otherwise it will disappear immediately!

The two gave up the fight at the same time, and the Buddha's golden body and the demon's image all rushed to the ground, trying to collect the fruit before it fell to the ground.

However, the moment the two of them approached the "Linglong Creation Fruit", the ground suddenly cracked, and a black mouse suddenly emerged from the ground.

The "Linglong Good Fortune Fruit" fell from the sky and was hugged by the mouse.

The mouse's eyes flickered and looked at the golden body of Buddha and the image of the devil above his head.

The two people who were originally in a fierce mood stopped at the same time as if they had seen a ghost when they saw the mouse.