Chapter 820: The Immortal Corpse Is the only Flavor

Situ Yan's eyes widened, full of astonishment, and he looked at Lin Fengmian in disbelief.

Lin Fengmian said impatiently: "Why don't you open the heart of the tree? Don't you care whether this woman lives or lives?"

Situ Gongqing said in a deep voice: "Yan'er, don't listen to him. He doesn't dare to take action. He still relies on the immortal energy in Xian'er's body."

"Now that the ghost fetus is coming to the world, our Situ clan will be liberated soon, and your long-cherished wish will be fulfilled."

"As long as the ghost fetus collects all her soul light, the worst case scenario is finding her a new body!"

Lin Fengmian had a joking smile on his face, and there was a hint of ridicule in his words.

"Situ Gongqing, you are really old. Don't you know that you need an immortal corpse to taste good?"

Situ Gongqing was completely stupid. He couldn't keep up with the times?

Situ Yan said nothing, his expression changed, and he was obviously still in a dilemma.

Lin Fengmian took into account Gan Ningshuang's current situation and that these two guys might be stalling for time, so he didn't dare to stall any longer.

He suddenly shouted: "Since you don't care about her, then I will completely destroy her body and eliminate all traces of her!"

Situ Gongqing and Situ Gongqing were startled and looked at him subconsciously.

Lin Fengmian suddenly pulled off the red hijab on Xian'er's head, and her peerless beauty suddenly appeared in the air.

Situ Gongqing shouted that something was wrong. He never expected that this boy would dare to take Xian'er's hijab off.

Is he really not afraid of being disturbed by Xian'er's magic?

The most terrible thing is that Xian'er actually has her eyes open!

Those blue eyes were clear and bright. Although they were dull, they seemed to contain endless mysteries.

Situ Gongqing was once again disturbed by Xian'er's magic. He froze in place, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

There was a look of pain on his face, and he quickly closed his eyes and tried his best to resist the soul brand.

Lin Fengmian and Situ Yan were completely unaffected and could move freely.

But Lin Fengmian's goal had been achieved. Without saying a word, he flew into the air, with dazzling light flowing on the abyss in his hand.

The Underworld Demonic Tree realized what he wanted to do, and countless dragon-like air roots flew out and entangled towards Lin Fengmian.

At the same time, Situ Yan's whole body was boiling with demonic energy, and his sword was filled with a destructive momentum, as if he was going to split Lin Fengmian in two.

Lin Fengmian was protected by Xian'er at this moment. He completely ignored it and used the Evil Emperor Art with all his strength. The light of Zhenyuan in his hand became more and more dazzling.

He was accumulating strength in his hand, but suddenly he heard a soft cry.

Although this beautiful sound was soft, it was like morning bells and evening drums. Lin Fengmian was stunned and his heartbeat could not help but skip a beat.

Lin Fengmian's peripheral vision glanced at Xian'er, who was turning her head to look at him, her eyes full of confusion.

He quickly turned his head and met those beautiful, somewhat dazed eyes. His whole body felt bad.

Because he could clearly see the curiosity and confusion in Xian'er's beautiful, faintly glowing eyes.

This is completely different from the instinctive reaction last time!

But at this moment, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. Lin Fengmian didn't care anymore and cut it down with one sword.

"Open the sky!"

This sword completely drained the immortal essence from Xian'er's body. Her delicate body trembled slightly, with a look of pain on her face.

And the sword energy exchanged for all the immortal energy in her body slashed towards the Underworld Demon Tree with the power to destroy everything.

The demonic tree seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, with bloody marks flying out from its body like burning flames, intertwining into a solid barrier in the air.

At the same time, its aura danced crazily, and countless corpses piled on top of each other to form corpse walls and vine walls.

The corpses of gods and demons in the field rose up, and figures rushed towards the sword energy like moths to the flames, just to obliterate the sword.

The green scabbard flew out, green light emitted in mid-air, and green vines rushed out of it to block the sword.

Such various methods were used, but in front of this epoch-making sword, he was instantly killed and turned into ashes all over the sky.

The sword energy continued to slash forward with an unstoppable force. Everything in its path was destroyed and the scabbard was blown away.

Before Lin Fengmian had time to see the result, a huge force came from behind, and he held Xian'er and flew out like a kite with its string broken.

It turned out that he drained the power from Xian'er's body, causing her body-protecting immortal power to be broken into pieces by Situ Yan.

One person and one corpse drew an arc in the air, and then hit the ground heavily with a dull sound.

Lin Fengmian hit Xian'er's chest with his head, and with Xian'er's back and cushion, he was completely fine.

But Xian'er was hit by him, and with the flow of immortal energy in his body, the faint aura in his eyes completely disappeared, and he closed his eyes again.

Lin Fengmian didn't care about her when he got up, and looked directly at the result of the sword, only to see a figure flying towards him like a moth to the flame.

This person is actually not Situ Yan, but Situ Gongqing!

The surrounding black mist rolled, and a hundred-foot-tall sword demon quickly emerged, and the surrounding area was shrunk to the extreme.

Like a mantis' arm acting like a chariot, Situ Gongqing's sword and magic form shattered together with his realm, turning into little rays of light and dissipating in the air.

But he also succeeded in moving Lin Fengmian's sword light away a little.

With a loud noise, Lin Fengmian wanted to follow the path of Qionghua Supreme's sword, but it fell to the side.

Because Lin Fengmian's sword did not strike down from a high place, and he was already at the end of his strength.

After all, this sword could not replicate Qionghua Supreme's feat of splitting mountains and breaking mountains. It only carved a shocking crack on the tree trunk.

In the crack, blood and ghost energy gushed out like a torrent, accompanied by waves of strange and shrill fluctuations, as if the door of hell was quietly opened.

At this moment, the bodies of gods and demons seemed to have received orders, and they rushed forward one after another, trying to fill the crack with their bodies, but it was too late.

Dense sword energy poured out from the crack, nailing all the flying bodies of gods and demons to the ground.

A woman in a flowing blue dress holding an ancient long sword slowly walked out of the crack, shining in all directions.

The sword energy surrounding her body was like a substance, reflecting her cold and beautiful face, as if the sword fairy from the nine heavens had descended.

Luo Xue said in surprise: "Great, Senior Sister Shuang is fine!"

In the distance, Situ Gongqing stood up coughing up blood, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"I have calculated everything, but I still didn't expect this kid to have such strength. He is indeed the reincarnation of an immortal!"

Lin Fengmian helped Xian'er stand up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said coldly:

"Situ Gongqing, you have already lost, just surrender!"

Situ Gongqing laughed like crazy: "I lost? No, this time, everyone will lose, but I won't!"

"Mitian God Formation, God and Demon Refining Ghost Formation, start!"

His hands cast spells quickly, and rays of light flashed. The blood light around him instantly shone brightly, illuminating the entire area.

The blood veins on the Huangquan Demon Tree flowed like blood, and the soul mist quickly spread, completely covering all directions.

Situ Gongqing laughed and said, "Everyone is a sacrifice, no one can escape, it depends on who can hold on longer."

Lin Fengmian felt that the blood in his body was like a flood that broke through the dam, constantly pouring out, and secretly thought it was not good.

Gan Ningshuang's situation was also not good. Her already pale face looked even more pale, which made people feel pity.

Not only them, but also Situ Gongqing and Situ Yan's blood and energy were losing madly.

This was a large-scale ghost refining formation. All the blood and ghost energy were gathered by the formation to the Huangquan ghost fetus.

This suction force would continue until the Huangquan ghost fetus was born. It would depend on who died first and who could stand to the end.