But they didn't know the origin of this ancient tree. They simply didn't get a mature Holy Fire Golden Lotus during the day, and wanted to try their luck again.

Lin Yun calmed his breath in the darkness and heard the four words "Saint Killer" and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly under the mask.

"Why am I a saint killer? These people are so terrible." Lin Yun didn't want to endure it, wanted to show up and teach these people a lesson.

Xiao Bingfeng glanced and said, "Don't struggle, just choose the wrong name and not the wrong nickname.                                                 

Several people around the Golden Lotus Fire Tree looked depressed and quite helpless.

I walked around and found nothing else.

They think this tree is extraordinary, and even if it does not have the Holy Fire Golden Lotus, it should have some other wonderful uses.

I never thought of digging this tree, because the transplant conditions for this kind of ancient tree are extremely harsh.

If you want to cut off this tree, you can gain something.

But after several attempts, I found that even the bark could not be cut off.

Lin Yun noticed a strange look in the darkness. The branches of the Golden Lotus Fire Tree seemed extremely ferocious in the darkness, like peerless weapons, and would take action at any time to stab these people.

"Let's go, this place is so gloomy. The Buddha's light shines during the day, and it's so cunning at night."

Someone spoke, and the others immediately agreed that they would pick all the leaves before leaving.

Now the Golden Lotus Fire Tree is completely bald!

After the group walked a long way, Lin Yun appeared carefully and came to the Golden Lotus Fire Tree.

The golden lotus fire tree has completely withered. It was the ancient tree that supported the sky, but now it has withered and contracted, from a height of 100 meters to ten meters.

clang clang clang!

Lin Yun used his fingers as his sword and chopped a few times. The ancient tree made a clanging sound, and only faint traces were left on the bark.

“A little weird.”

Lin Yun murmured to himself softly.

But this didn't mean anything. He took a deep breath and took out the burial flower.

Puchi!

The burial flowers were very sharp, piercing the bark and penetrated half an inch deep, and a golden liquid penetrated out of the gap.

"The Holy Blood of Buddha Emperor?" Lin Yun was shocked and puzzled.

(End of this chapter)

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