In most of the underground mines that were destroyed and collapsed, countless translucent roots ignored the obstacles of the earth and rocks and stretched wildly.

And in the center, Liu Qinghuan just stood there calmly, Sansangmu was not driven by him. He was like a bystander, looking at Long Yangzi who was struggling desperately not far away.

It is hard to see in the world of Shenmu. Long Yangzi paid a heavy price for his arrogance. Sansangmu took special care of him, and all the ones entangled him were solid and formed roots.

Those sharp nails no longer work, and they were scratched on the roots that were only as thick as fingers, but only left shallow traces. The purple vines rushed out frantically, trying to form a cocoon to protect their master, but were easily snatched and pierced!

Long Yangzi wanted to escape, but found that he had been nailed to the spot, but how could he be willing to do so?!

He roared, no longer waving his hands in vain, and a destructive aura burst out in waves, and a stormy purple light shone out like sunlight, barely blocking the roots like the net of heaven and earth.

The purple patterns on his body were densely integrated into pieces, covering all exposed skin. His eyes turned into dark purple that was close to darkness, staring at Liu Qinghuan fiercely.

Liu Qinghuan was shocked. As early as when purple lights broke out on Long Yangzi's body, he had already put away Ji Yue's body on the ground and quietly retreated. Most of the other party's terrifying power was blocked by Sansangmu, so he did not feel the threat.

But now, Long Yangzi put his attention on him. Compared to Sansangmu, he was obviously much weaker.

He didn't dare to be careless and immediately changed the dead sword in his hand into a living sword to activate the magical powers of the realm.

The white fog covered his figure, and a hint of green floated in the white fog.

But Long Yangzi sang a series of mysterious and rude whispers in his mouth, and there was an invisible force swelling. The wisteria wrapped around the roots became smooth and appeared crystal clear jade color, as if they were carved from amethyst. A flower bud grew on each node, which quickly grew to the size of a fist, and then bloomed.

A faint black and purple aura rose, and even though the buds were swept and destroyed by the roots of the Sanmang Wood, they still spread all over the place.

Liu Qinghuan hid in the realm of life and found that as long as he came into contact with the black and purple aura, the white mist would dissipate like decay. He could only try his best to maintain it, but the scope of the domain was quickly eroded and narrowed!

He was shocked. The black and purple aura was amazing at first sight. If he had touched it, he would not know what would happen. He could not die. Now it is not only related to his own life, but also to Ji Yue's hope of survival.

His senior brother is now only the soul and golden elixir left, and he can no longer withstand the damage.

But he had no choice but to watch the realm of life being oppressed, and his scope shrinks and becomes smaller and smaller.

Long Yangzi laughed happily and said with a ferocious look on his face: "If you want me to die, don't even think about living, let's die together, hahaha!"

At this time, his body had been penetrated by several wounds, but no blood flowed out, but more black and purple aura was overflowing from the wound.

Liu Qinghuan frowned, and once again felt desperate because of her low abilities!

Just when there was only one last layer left in the realm of life, he suddenly felt his body begin to expand and his vision quickly raised.

In surprise, he lowered his head and "saw" that he was still standing in place, and the realm of life had been completely broken, but the black and purple aura that filled the entire mine channel could not approach him, but was isolated from a faint phantom.

And the phantom continued to expand outward. At this moment, Liu Qinghuan felt countless tentacles extending to all parts of the ore veins, as if they were everywhere and omnipotent.

He suddenly realized that what he saw and felt in Sansangmu's consciousness was all transmitted to him by Sansangmu.

He drilled into the mud layer, flexibly bypassing the scattered ores, and stretched his hands and feet in the darkness.

He walked along the mine track and saw the black shadow fleeing wildly.

Ghost Silence!

A burst of anger hit his heart. He directed his roots to follow him closely, and more roots detours from the side and quietly circled ahead, and then trapped them like catching prey, and all the roots pierced into Gui Ji's body!

Gui Ji's magic power was quickly sucked away by him, and his body began to shrivel at an extremely fast speed. The other party wanted to escape, or even wanted to explode himself.

Liu Qinghuan sneered, and her roots pierced into his dantian and spiritual platform, entangled the Nascent Soul that had begun to swell, and sucked hard!

A powerful sense of power filled his whole body. He was so comfortable that he wanted to stretch his body, feeling that he was growing and growing rapidly.

Then he suddenly remembered Long Yangzi, and after changing his perspective, he had returned to his body.

Long Yangzi, shrouded in the dark purple aura like thick ink, had become like a monster. His long hair, which was originally as dark as ink, was scattered like dry straw, and his face was even more like a knot like a knot, which looked strange and terrifying.

His body was no longer flesh and blood, completely woody, as hard as a stone. The roots needed to be hard enough to penetrate, break through with difficulty, find the Nascent Soul that the other party was hiding, entangled and swallowed!

He began to grow again, absorbing a lot of spiritual power to make him grow faster, and the phantom of his body became bigger and bigger as if it was blown, until he crawled out of the soil layer and saw the blue sky!

...

A fierce battle was taking place near the Wuyuqiu Spirit Vein. The monks belonging to Yunmengze went through a lot of hardships to occupy the original valley and fought with the monks from the Yinyue Blood Realm.

The spell's light bursts everywhere, the sound of killing stirring back and forth in the air, and blood is thrown, and we will never stop until death!

The nearby mountains and forests were greatly affected, countless trees were destroyed, and large patches of soil were turned up, like ugly scars.

At this moment, someone suddenly noticed a phantom emerged from the ground and stretched straight towards the sky!

A scream of surprise sounded, and the person who was still fighting turned around and couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this scene.

The phantom could not tell anything, it was like a cylindrical stick or a straight beam of light.

Just as people were wondering, suddenly, a translucent root emerged from the ground again, stretched straight, and shot towards the closest Jindan-stage Yinyue Blood Realm monk who was closest to it, and then plunged into his body.

The monk screamed in fear, his limbs scratched and moved, but he could not break free, but his body was shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The shrill scream made people feel cold in their hearts. Everyone was so scared that they stopped. They couldn't react for a moment and were stunned.

At this time, an extremely sharp sword light came from the side and slashed down with the howling wind!

The sword light passed through the phantom without any obstacles, and then through the translucent roots, without any effect.

With a buzzing sound, the crowd was in chaos in an instant, and everyone was desperately frightened to stay away from the shadows and roots.

However, more roots emerged from the ground, danced wildly in the crowd, and then stumbled into the person's body!

The scene became even more chaotic, with screams, roars, and spell bursting.

But soon, the monks of Yunmengze discovered that those trapped were people from other worlds, without exception.

Two Yunmengze Nascent Soul monks took the opportunity to get together and whispered: "Brother Wang, have you recognized what this is?"

The monk who was asked shook his head and looked at the ground: "I haven't seen it before. I came out of the mine. Maybe something happened inside?"

"It is said that there are three other Nascent Souls inside, trapped by Old Shi. However, the phantom seems to have no hostility towards us, and it shouldn't be made by those three."

"Someone ran away... don't care about it! Take this opportunity to chase and kill those people from other worlds first."

...

Liu Qinghuan can see clearly what happened on the ground, and his consciousness is in the phantom, looking indifferently at the monks who are running away in fear.

Underground, Liu Qinghuan's cultivation level was also rapidly improving as if he was riding a cloud ladder. From the middle stage of the Golden Pill to the late stage, and then to the Great Perfection, he arrived in a short time, and was then shackled by a solid bottleneck and could not be improved any further.

When Sansangmu noticed that he had reached his limit, he no longer sent spiritual power to him. The rest was absorbed by itself and used for the growth of the divine wood.

After a while, Liu Qinghuan opened her eyes and the dim underground mine was very quiet. All the roots had disappeared and returned to the spiritual roots in the spiritual sea.

He closed his eyes and felt the surging spiritual power all over his body carefully, and couldn't help but sigh.

It was as expected that he would improve his cultivation level, but reaching the late stage of the Golden Pill so quickly made him unable to adapt for a while.

He had a headache. Today, Sansangmu was showing great power, but how he would explain it later was a problem.

Forget it, this matter has bothered his master. Now, it’s better to go out of the mine first.

Seeing the broken clothes left by Long Yangzi on the ground, he sighed with slight relief.

Nascent Soul monks generally do not need storage bags, and everything is stored in a small space where they themselves are opened. No one can open it except themselves. Now that the three people are dead, those spaces are naturally closed forever.

Fortunately, because Yun Ya did not own the spiritual vein alone, he specially used a ring to put it away, but did not put it into his own storage space.

After Liu Qinghuan found the cashier ring and confirmed that there was no more missing, she circled around the mine road, found Yuan Kunyang's body, and concealed her own cultivation. Then she ran out of the mine.

The entrance of the mine was blocked by a strange wave, but as soon as he appeared, an old man flashed out and looked at his clothes, shocked: "Are you... a young friend of Aoki from the Wenshi School?"

Liu Qinghuan saluted and said, "Yes, senior."

The old man looked behind him and said seriously: "Shouldn't you have been rescued? Have you been trapped in the mine all the time? Also, what about your senior brother?"

Liu Qinghuan said with a dark expression: "The senior brother was destroyed by the Nascent Soul cultivator in another world, leaving only the soul and the golden elixir."
Chapter completed!