Chapter 370

The evil spirit is surging, and more and more strange vines are spreading in all directions.

However, in the shadow of a group of evil Qi, there were a group of strong men in black robes, emitting a cold smell, and their eyes were very cold.

It was the black robed youth of Youming sect who was the first. His eyes were very strange. There was a black light all over his body, and those strange vines seemed to bypass them in an instant after being illuminated by those lights.

"Master Wudao, the seal of the ancient magic tree has been broken. Our task has been completed. Next, I'm afraid it's the core of the secret place of eternal life, the competition for the treasure land!"

Behind the black robed youth was an old man, whose voice was very old and sounded slowly.

"The seal of the ancient magic tree is broken! But I can't see through the boy Lingxiao, but if he dares to enter the Magic Cave, he is ten dead and lifeless!"

No way said faintly. In the eyes looking at the magic hole in the distance, there was a trace of strange light beam flashing.

Lingxiao jumped into the Magic Cave, which surprised him very much. He knew better than anyone what was in the Magic Cave, let alone Lingxiao. Even the strong ones in the realm of princes would die if they jumped into it.

"That's just a boy who doesn't know how to live or die! No way young master, our top priority is to compete for the inheritance of the core land. If you can get the inheritance of swallowing heaven, it's only a matter of time to dominate Youming sect and dominate the eight wastelands!"

The old voice sounded slowly behind the Taoist.

"Ghost uncle, don't worry! The inheritance of swallowing heaven is mine, and no one can take it away!"

With an indifferent smile, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of evil radian.

Buzz!

A black light flickered, and Wudao and many strong figures of Youming sect all disappeared in this valley.

What happened in this ancient land soon spread all over the secret land of longevity and shocked everyone.

The so-called treasure house of longevity was actually a fairyland created by an ancient magic tree. It created traps and swallowed up countless martial artists. Finally, thousands of people died in the ancient magic tree. Only magic Kong, Prince shenzhao and a strong king who was half a step away escaped.

"Magic ancient tree? What is it? The dreamland created can't even see through King Tianyan, and died miserably?"

Some people were shocked and felt lucky. Fortunately, they were far from the so-called longevity treasure house and didn't catch up in time. Otherwise, they must have become the nourishment of the ancient magic tree.

"King Tianyan, known as the first array master of the eight wastelands, is actually in the hands of the magic ancient tree. It's terrible!"

"In my opinion, even the strong ones in the realm of princes, if they are entangled by that ancient magic tree, they must be unable to protect themselves!"

"It's terrible. It's definitely a fierce place!"

“……”

People talked about it one after another. Almost all of them turned pale when they talked about the ancient magic tree, and they bypassed the valley where the ancient magic tree was located.

"It is said that Lingxiao and fengnv died in the hands of the magic ancient tree!"

"What?! is it the Holy Son of Changsheng gate who killed the tiger king and defeated Huang Haifeng with one blow? What a pity!"

"How can the Phoenix girl walk with Lingxiao? It seems that she must be implicated by Lingxiao. My goddess, it's so beautiful!"

"It's said that Lingxiao was confused by the ancient magic tree and destroyed the big array that sealed the ancient magic tree, which caused so many strong people to die!"

"Lingxiao is really damned. Aren't the sects where those martial artists are located going crazy?"

"Yes, it's said that many sects are looking for the disciples of Changsheng sect. They are going to kill all the disciples of Changsheng sect and avenge their disciples!"

Someone learned from the mouth of the prince Mokong and shenzhao that Lingxiao was confused by the ancient magic tree and destroyed the large array that sealed the ancient magic tree, which led to the birth of a great evil and caused boundless killing.

The sects where the martial artists killed by the magic ancient tree are located vent their anger one by one to the Changsheng gate where Lingxiao is located, and search for the disciples of Changsheng gate everywhere to get revenge.

Even the prince Mokong and shenzhao issued a reward order in the name of annihilating the demon clan and Dahong ancient country.

If you kill a disciple of Changsheng sect, you can get 100000 Lingjing. If you kill an elder of Changsheng sect, you can get 500000 Lingjing. If you kill Nangong Xuan, the leader of Changsheng sect, you can get one million Lingjing!

All the sects in the Changsheng secret place began to go crazy. One by one, they regarded the disciples of Changsheng gate as the treasure of making money and looked everywhere for the whereabouts of Changsheng gate.

In a barren mountain.

Whoosh!

A sharp and unparalleled sword pierced the eyebrows of more than a dozen martial artists and killed them all.

Li Ling is holding an ancient sword. The sword meaning is pure and unparalleled. Her eyes are full of cold eyes.

"It's the ninth batch! Do they really think my longevity gate is a soft persimmon?"

Nangong Xuan, who has always been elegant, also looked angry in his eyes.

Many of the disciples of Changsheng sect are covered with blood. They are full of evil spirit and cold breath. It is obvious that they have experienced repeated wars.

"I don't believe the young master will die! No one can kill the young master!"

Xuewei has a white skirt, beautiful face, jade like skin, and firm eyes.

There was a long black sword in her hand, with a trace of blood falling on it. Although Xuewei's little face was a little pale, she held the sword tightly.

These days, Xuewei has grown and transformed rapidly from a little girl who dare not even kill rabbits, and has been cutting and killing fierce animals. Even a few of the people who just started to ask questions have died under Xuewei's sword.

All the people in the whole Changsheng gate looked dignified and angry, and the atmosphere was a little depressed.

The news that Lingxiao and fengnv died in the ancient magic tree these days came, and many strong men asked for punishment, and even laid traps on the road to sneak attacks, trying to take the head of Changsheng sect disciples to receive a reward.

The hearts of the people in Changsheng gate are getting heavier and heavier, and the cultivation of those who come to ask for punishment is getting stronger and stronger. Fortunately, Li Ling and the king of the ape are here, so they can stick to it.

But even so, many people were injured and fought all the way to the wild mountains.

"I also believe that Lingxiao is not dead! What we have to do now is to stick to it, preserve our strength and wait for Lingxiao to come back!"

Nangong Xuan's eyes were very calm. He slowly swept through the disciples of Changsheng sect, which gradually calmed some panicked Changsheng sect disciples.

"The patriarch is right. The son of God has unparalleled talent and awe inspiring contemporaries. I think it's that shit. The devil empty and God shine on the prince to slander the son of God!"

Deng Yalin is now an ardent admirer of Lingxiao. He didn't believe what the prince said and sneered.

"We also believe in the son!"

"The son will certainly come back!"

Many disciples of Changsheng sect have also inspired and rekindled their confidence one by one.

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