"Swish swish swish swish!" The magic sword swirled around the stone tablet and in the blink of an eye it cut all the withered vines. The sword spirit suddenly escaped from the trap and suddenly flew into the air. He also raised his head and let out a long roar: "Uhhhhhh--"

Depressed for thousands of years, unable to follow the God Lord to fight on the battlefield, but he stayed alone here. This full of depression was finally released at this time.

At the same time, the sword spirit's hair fluttered with the wind, showing a haggard face. He looked at the trembling Jumang Sword in front of him with tears in his eyes and said, "I, I'm sorry for you, but in order to see the Lord of God again, are you willing to merge with me again?"

"Buzzing!" When he said this, a ball of light and shadow appeared on the sword. The light and shadow looked like a little doll the size of a palm, and the eyebrows were somewhat similar to Guan Heng.

Because Guan Heng recast the Jumang Sword, he offered his own passion, activated the sword god's edge, and re-given the power of the Jumang Sword derived sword spirit. This light and shadow are the sword spirit exclusively belonging to Guan Heng's sword. At this moment, it circled the body of the senior sword spirit, and then let out a pleasant whisper to Guan Heng: "Wuwuwu..."

Facing his little sword spirit, Guan Heng smiled slightly: "Go, merge with the other party and do what you want."

Hearing this, the little sword spirit shook, and suddenly turned into a fast shadow, sank into the eyebrows of the sword spirit opposite.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Shit!" As soon as he finished speaking, he had thrown the forty-nine life tree species in his palm into the air. The green hurricane immediately sucked the tree species into the wind circle.

Soon, the sword spirit emitting rich wood spirit energy in the body slowly floated to the ground, and then immediately fell to Guan Heng on one knee. He said respectfully: "Little servant sword spirit, see the new master."

"Get up, I just let you follow you for the time being." Guan Heng said lightly: "I have a major mission, and I can't stay here for too long. At that time, the Wood God returns to the spiritual world, and you can continue to follow him."

"Yes, everything follows the master's orders." At this moment, the sword spirit followed Guan Heng's plan, because he had already vaguely felt that only Guan Heng had great power could be his god master and the other four gods returning to the spiritual world. This was the most important thing.

"Master, now that the servant is out of trouble, you can lead you into the last treasure house of the Lord Jumang in this mountain." Jian Ling said: "The treasure house that the three girls entered before had a lot of treasures, but only the treasure house in this mountain is the real place where the treasure house is concentrated."

"Is that so? Then I'm going to see it." Guan Heng said, remembering another thing, and asked, "By the way, do you know that the bamboo forest of Bamboo is growing wildly? If this continues, the spiritual energy of the entire treasure mountain may be sucked away."

"I know about this." Jian Ling immediately replied: "As for the solution, you can actually find the answer in the treasure house. Please follow me in."

"Okay." When he nodded, the sword spirit suddenly took a step forward and came again to the front of the stone tablet that bound and imprisoned him for thousands of years.

"Click!"

The sword spirit waved his hand and emitted a cold light. A narrow and tilted crack suddenly appeared on the stone tablet, "Raa!" As the crack sounded, the monument suddenly shattered into countless pieces. Then, driven by the rotation of spiritual energy around them, they reorganized in the air and turned into an arched giant gate.

"Master, the treasure house is opened, please." Jian Ling bowed and stood there. Guan Heng was not polite, and immediately stepped forward, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the door.

"Swish!" The next moment, he had already appeared in a huge room full of green decorations.

"This is... such a beautiful treasure house, full of vitality everywhere." Guan Heng took a light breath, feeling relaxed and happy, and the bitter killing aura in his chest decreased a lot.

"This place itself is a treasure!" Guan Heng said slowly: "As long as I step into this place, I feel a sense of comfort and enjoyment. It is simply indescribable, okay, okay!"

After saying three good words in a row, Guan Heng turned his head and glanced at the sword spirit who followed in, and asked with a smile: "Have you been here in this treasure house?"

"Master, the servant has never been here." Jian Ling replied: "But I heard from Lord Jumang that the treasures in this treasure house are not exquisite and strange things, or things like magical weapons and armor, but life collected by him who traveled through thousands of other worlds in the past."

"Life?!" Guan Heng's mind flashed, and he seemed to have some clarity in his heart. He slowly said, "Is it all kinds of 'plant seeds'?"

"The master is indeed amazing. There are indeed countless tree species and plant rhizomes in the treasure cave, and they can be activated at any time. They are absolutely rare spiritual objects." Jian Ling continued: "Do you want to go to the warehouse to visit?"

"Of course, since I have tried my best to come here, if I don't look at it, I can't convince the girls waiting outside." Guan Heng smiled slightly: "Then please give me a guide in front."

"Yes, Master, please follow me." In this way, the sword spirit led him straight through the green and quiet path in front of him.

In front of me, it was like a huge plant greenhouse, with countless vines of all sizes entangled with rhizomes, surrounding them with rows of overlapping piles of wooden frames, making people's eyes lit up.

"In the past, the little servant followed the Lord Jumang and visited countless other worlds and collected a lot of tree species for him. Therefore, I can recognize 70% or 80% of the things here, and I can guess the names of the calendars, such as this one."

The sword spirit took a box from the wooden frame in front of him and opened it gently. Suddenly, a bone-chilling chill suddenly surged out, making the green leaves on the vines around him curl automatically, as if they were extremely afraid of the chill.

"Sorry, sorry, it's because I'm too big."

After saying that, Jian Ling closed the lid several inches again, Guan Heng also bent his finger and released some water spirit energy to cover the box so that the cold air would not overflow too much. Jian Ling said: "This is the seed of the Xuanbing Blue Rose. It grows in the extremely cold iceberg area. There is only one kind of living plant there."

"Well, although the cold air is cool, it can promote the power of the water spirit when it touches my water spirit essence, which is very magical." Guan Heng murmured to himself: "What a mysterious plant, it's not bad."
Chapter completed!