I Have a Mythical Tree

　　 To the south of Taicang, there is a spiritual country, a remote forest country.

　　 There are spiritual creatures living here, and the people here are like dwarf pine trees with limbs. They are proficient in many spiritual martial arts and are not weak in strength.

　　 There was originally a spiritual kingdom and there was no powerful kingdom nearby, there were spiritual creatures, and no natural enemies.

　　 So this forest country is quiet and peaceful, and the scenery of Senling is also very pleasant.

　　 But now, this place has become a sea of ​​flames, huge tigers running in the forest, a series of flame magical powers displayed, igniting all the large and small vegetation in the forest.

　　 There are spirit creatures wailing under the flames and yelling in the flames, but the giant tigers and the warriors holding the halberds are expressionless.

　　 They only care about reaping their lives.

　　 On a towering tree, a strong man in gold armor looked at the distance with his hands and his hands, with a bit of anger in his eyebrows.

　　 Several generals around him surrounded him.

　　 "Shen Hei is getting weaker and weaker, Qi Ling's army is breaking up, and Charo... is dead!"

　　 A general stood upright, with a supernatural power standing on top of his head, like a huge funnel, continuously inhaling the subtle breath from afar.

　　 The golden armored man heard the words, his whole body condensed, and the mighty power spread out, and countless spiritual creatures died suddenly!

　　 "Shenhei's army, which country is in the depths right now?" The golden armoured man's voice was gloomy, and he looked at the horizon from a distance.

　　 The general Qi Ling who had spoken earlier raised his hand, and a ten-year airspace map appeared in his hand. He quickly spread the map and glanced across the map.

　　 "Here!" The general pointed to the map. The details on the map suddenly became larger, and a line of small characters appeared.

　　 "Taicang? Terran country?"

　　The tone of the strong golden armour became more and more cold: "Shenhei is becoming more and more useless. A strong god, who destroys the existence of a country alone, can capsize in such a place!"

　　 When several generals saw the golden armor get angry, they fell silent and did not dare to speak out.

　　 "Where is the other party's breath?" The strong golden armour asked again.

The general replied: "There is no military aura, there is a strong spirit control, and there are many weird breaths. It should be an ordinary army. Shenhei is destroyed, and the breath of the strong spirit control has also become weak. There is nothing worth noting. Strength."

　　 The golden armored man nodded, suddenly stretched out his palm, and shook it lightly. Behind him, a thousand two hundred zhang spiritual fetus appeared, the body of the spiritual fetus, and his mouth open and roared, terrifying.

　　 I saw this primordial tiger spirit like a mountain, and opened my mouth!

　　 A rich Lingyuan burst out from his mouth, turning into a sea of ​​purple fire, covering the forest.

　　 The screams in the forest country disappeared instantly, and a group of spiritual creatures turned into a mass of ashes.

　　The golden armored man took out a black bottle and tossed it lightly. The black bottle became larger in the wind and suspended in the air. The mouth of the bottle was aimed at the forest, blowing a ray of cloudy wind!

　　 Yin wind blew, green light spots appeared, flying into the black bottle mouth.

　　 From the ashes, a little bit of emerald blood was condensed, which was also swallowed by the black bottle.

　　 "You immediately send the other three corps and let them march at full speed. Within an hour, the soldiers will be in Taicang."

　　 The golden armored man took back the black bottle and looked at another general. The general bowed, and immediately took out a few pieces of spiritual paper from the mysterious treasure.

　　 He lightly tapped the spirit paper, and the spirit paper immediately turned into a paper tiger, and then grew wings constructed by the spirit element, and flew away at great speed.

　　 The strong man with golden armor looked in the direction of Tai Cang in the distance, with a murderous intent in his eyes.

　　 "I don't know what happened to Shenhei and Charo, the trivial human race, I think they won't get into such a situation."

　　 "No matter what it is, if you dare to disobey my spirit will, you will die to the Manchu!"

　　 The battle around Cangqing Mountain gradually came to an end, and the Taicang army, who had fallen in the wind, was backed up because of the help of Ji Xia this big killer.

　　 A group of strong Qiling and supernatural powers were beaten to death by Ji Xiahuo with that huge tiger corpse.

　　 For more than four months, coupled with the pure Golden Crow Yuan holy spirit element in the spirit wheel, Ji Xia's Demon Thunder Profound Body True Art is the first stage, which has been thoroughly refined by him.

　　 His physical strength at the moment is terrifying, and his vitality and strength have also increased several times.

　　 That's why he hit the giant tiger with five supernatural powers head-on. Although the giant tiger also used supernatural powers to protect it, he was still hit by Ji Xiasheng to death.

　　 He is now full of firepower, entering the group of ordinary supernatural monks, no one is his enemy of one.

　　Because of the age of the stars, the spirit element in his body is constantly flowing. Killing these weak monks will not be able to exhaust the spirit element.

　　He is like a powerful God of War, whether it is a supernatural monk or an ordinary Nine Heaven Sergeant, any enemy will die if touched!

　　 The only obstacle is the Qi Ling army formation.

　　 But the six thousand Sergeants Tai Cang who have been blessed by the branches of the willow gods have already caused the Qi Ling army to be somewhat disorganized, plus Ji Xia, a violent powerhouse, forced the army to open a gap!

　　 In this situation, no matter how strong Qi Ling army formation is, it cannot simultaneously resist the many great supernatural powers, all the great great army, and Ji Xia who are freed up.

　　 The result can be imagined, Qi Ling tribe army, in disbelief, one by one fell under the Taicang human clan weapons.

　　 The body of the purple ink demon sword in Ji Xia's hand was already spotted with many ink colors.

　　 In this battle, he killed at least half of the Qi Ling supernatural powers and two or three hundred Qi Ling Sergeants!

　　 Such a record made the Taicang generals and soldiers who fought alongside him speechless.

　　 Jixia's strength is also deeply rooted in their hearts.

　　Finally, after a long period of fierce fighting, the last Qi Ling supernatural power who showed despair was pierced by Ji Qianqing's throat and fell to his death.

　　 One Thousand Nine Heavens Qi Ling Army, killed and wounded at a rapid rate, after completely unable to maintain the Qi Ling Army formation, they began to die in pieces!

　　 In contrast, Tai Cang, 7,000 sergeants, despite the protection of the branches and leaves of the willow god, still killed as many as 500 people!

　　 Ji Xia looked at the corpses of Tai Cang Erlang with gloomy eyes. Among the remaining army, thousands of people were seriously injured!

　　 "The supernatural powers are controlled by the silver guard, and the two most powerful Qiling monks are blocked by the Lord and Shiyang, so these casualties mainly come from the Qiling army!"

　　 Ji Qianqing's eyes have inevitable loneliness. As a great general ~ www.ltnovel.com~ Although she has seen too many sergeants killed in battle, at this moment, she still feels extremely difficult.

　　 These Tai Cang Erlang are the backbone of the Tai Cang family, the best soldiers in Tai Cang, and the heaviest shield of the Tai Cang race.

　　 But now, an unsuspecting disaster has come, which gradually calmed down and dragged the thriving Tai Cang into the battlefield. Hundreds of Tai Cang Erlang died as a result, and hundreds of Erlangs had lost their limbs and could not protect Tai Cang!

　　 "The boundless wilderness, when will it stop being cruel?"

　　 Ji Qianqing and the generals were at a loss, and they all looked at the young lord.

　　 He was standing in front of the corpse of a dead Taicang warrior, not knowing what to think about.

"Lord of the country, don’t be sad. If there is no treasure of the lord, I’m afraid that 7,000 Tai Cang'erlang will die in Cangqing Mountain. Now such a result is incredible, because the Qi Ling army formation is too great. Too strong."

　　 Perxian sighed and comforted Ji Xia.

　　 Ji Xia turned around, just about to say something, but saw the spiritual essence blooming in the distance, and a strong man flew.

　　 The strong man is also carrying a majestic tiger.

　　The person here is Shi Yang, the tiger that has been completely dead, like a small mountain, is the former general who controls the spirit!

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