Chapter 1722 The true body of demon wood

He Sheng held the Pojun Sword and slashed out Situ Ting's immortal sword technique to slaughter Qianlong. He saw dozens of black real dragons jumping out of the Pojun Sword's sword intent, rolling or roaring, and slashing towards dozens of tree roots.

If Situ Tinghui or Jiu Fang Mingyue were here, he would definitely be shocked by the sword technique he used at this time, because the Tu Qianlong that He Sheng used at this time had already had the power of Situ Ting killing Qian Demons with one sword back then. You must know that He Sheng had only practiced this immortal sword technique for less than ten days!

The reason why He Sheng was able to practice this sword technique for a thousand miles is related to the sword intent of the Zhengang Sword in Damen Mountain. On that day, he used the Zhengang Sword Sword Sword Sword Sword to kill the sword institution of the Sword Sect. The sword intent of the sword institution that reached the peak of the sword institution in Damen Mountain was mostly absorbed by He Sheng. No matter what sword technique he practiced, it was equivalent to standing on the shoulders of the sword genius of the Sword Sect, the sword genius, was naturally far beyond ordinary cultivators.

The dozens of tree roots were immediately cut off under Tu Qianlong's domineering sword intent.

At this time, the demon wood body also felt a little incredible. Unexpectedly, the first-grade immortal cultivator who was originally despised by it actually had such powerful top-grade immortal arts.

Yao Mu laughed instead, "Hehehehe, human cultivator, if you come back ten years later, you can still fight me, but now you are still an ant to me, so let you see my true abilities!"

While transmitting the sound with divine thoughts, the demon wood manipulated the blood-red light ball to escape from the cave. The light ball dripped on the ground like a pile of mucus. After it landed, the blood-red mucus rose upwards, forming a human image of more than meter high.

However, this mucus only has human limbs and bodies, but does not have eyes, mouth and nose, which looks very terrifying.

He Sheng held the Pojun sword tightly and slashed out with a sword when the slime figure was about to take shape. Although this sword was not Tu Qianlong, it still carried He Sheng's strong sword intent. Even if it was a first-grade demon beast of the immortal spirit, it would be cut into two pieces by He Sheng when he was caught off guard.

But when Pojun's sword energy slashed at the mucus shadow, he just cut a hole, and the mucus healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The sword did not hurt it at all.

He Sheng took a few steps back with a serious look and raised his sword to slash it down again. This time he used the strongest move he had mastered. He saw the sword intent on the Pojun sword as if it were a mountain, and a five-clawed true dragon with a hundred feet long suddenly emerged. The five-clawed true dragon head was high, with a thick scale on the dragon body, and five sharp claws were like the hardest black gold. It seemed that it could tear the mountains apart with one grab.

The five-clawed real dragon jumped out and bombarded the slime figure.

At this time, the mucus figure had already gathered into a human image. It saw the five-clawed true dragon Kui, dozens of times larger than it, and its blood-red mucus palm was slightly raised. Its palm, which was originally a few feet in size, suddenly squirmed and became larger. In an instant, the palm composed of the mucus had the same size as the five-clawed true dragon.

The five-clawed real dragon swung its sharp claws and grabbed the mucus palm and tried to tear it apart, but the force that could tear the mountain was unable to do anything to the palm of the palm.

The five-clawed true dragon roared to the sky, and the dragon tail suddenly slammed towards the mucus shadow. Unexpectedly, the mucus shadow condensed another palm to block the five-clawed true dragon's tail. Even though the five-clawed true dragon had the strength to overturn the river and the sea at this time, it was difficult for the slime giant palm to retreat half a minute.

The giant mucus palm continued to spread and grow bigger on the black dragon's body, and soon covered most of the dragon's body. The mucus was extremely corrosive, and the dragon's claws and dragon body gradually turned into a pool of black water.

The dragon whimpered and roared, trying to break free, but at this time it was like a small snake captured by an eagle, unable to break free.

He Sheng couldn't help but take a breath. Tu Qianlong can be said to be the strongest immortal art he has mastered now. If he couldn't even stop the demon wood, he would have no choice.

At this time, he was constantly in contact with the fairy tree. He could clearly sense that the fairy tree was in the creation world, but the fairy tree just said nothing. Could it be that he was really trapped by the fairy tree and died, it would be no good for him!

He Sheng couldn't help but want to enter the creation world and pinch the neck of the immortal tree and question it carefully.

Do you want me to die and inherit my creation!

Besides, the giant mucus palm completely corroded the five-clawed real dragon, and the mucus figure's head without facial features turned to He Sheng, "How about humans, have they still used their moves?"

"I finally took action myself, but I don't want it to end it just so simply."

He Sheng cursed the fairy tree in his heart, while nervously thinking about a solution. Now that the fairy tree does not take action, his only reliance is the little Qilin. He roughly estimated that the current level of the little Qilin's spiritual power is equivalent to that of the fifth-grade immortal spirit human cultivator, and he can fight this demon wood in the previous battle.

But this was He Sheng's last trump card. He would not use it unless he had no choice. Just when He Sheng was hesitating, a loud noise suddenly came from above the cave, which trembled throughout the cave.

The slime figure said angrily: "Bastard! Who is bombarding my body outside?

It's really overestimating one's own abilities!"

I saw the mucus figure wave his palm, and the arm instantly separated, melted into the stone wall and disappeared.

"Since you are here, let's stay here and become my nourishment!"

He Sheng was delighted and suddenly thought that this should be Su Hanshan who came to rescue him.

At this time, on the ground, Su Hanshan and Murong Ke also followed the traces of the tree roots and came to a huge tree. This tree was larger than all the trees Murong Ke had seen, with a torso as big as a palace, and a canopy covered a radius of several kilometers.

If this tree was just big, it would not have surprised Murong Ke, but there were still lingering under the big tree, hundreds of wriggling roots, which attacked them in the thick fog at that time, only dozens of roots made them lose their troops. How terrifying should these thousands be?

For a moment, Murong Ke's face turned pale and his legs couldn't help but tremble. If Su Hanshan hadn't been in front of him, he would have run away long ago.

Su Hanshan's expression was also very heavy. He had seen countless tree demons, but he had never seen such a huge tree demon. Although Su Hanshan was not sure to subdue the tree demon, he thought that He Sheng, Zhou Linger, Zhou Yanzhao was captured by this demon wood. As a senior of the Nine Spirits Taoist Court, he could not stand by death and not save him.

He stretched out his hand and a black spear appeared in his hand instantly. Su Hanshan leaned back and made a projection. Countless lightning at the front of the spear was gathering, like a tiger with teeth and claws. Su Hanshan resolutely projected the spear out.

The thunder and lightning tiger kept getting bigger. By the time it approached the torso of the giant tree, it was already hundreds of feet in size. The thunder and lightning on the body of the thunder and lightning tiger was extremely rich, as if it was a thunder pool.

Even when Murong Ke saw Su Hanshan's powerful thunder technique, he still had no confidence. The cultivation of this demon wood is probably above the fifth grade of the immortal spirit. Su Hanshan's attack would probably not be able to completely destroy this demon wood.

With a loud "boom", the black spear penetrated deeply into the torso of the demon tree. The thunder and lightning tiger turned the entire radius of a hundred feet into a sea of ​​thunder. The roots and branches of countless demon trees turned into powder under this blow, and a hole of several feet in size was also blown out on the torso of the demon tree.
Chapter completed!