"Not now, the space-time restriction is still very serious. The spirit beasts put in by the elders of the aristocratic families just now have traveled less than half of the distance, and they are all old and dead."

"Then what should we do?" The young Mu clan disciple was a little anxious, "Should we just stand and watch outside?"

"Wait." Elder Liu took a deep breath, suppressing the churning desire in his heart, and said, "Young man, be patient. The restriction of the Southern Meteor Mountain is slowly weakening every moment. , It is estimated that in less than a month, there will be less than one-fifth of the power left. At that time, let's rush up again!"

"Okay, listen to the elder!" Dozens of young disciples were full of enthusiasm, and their eyes were shining with fire.

Just when the cultivators outside the Southern Meteor Mountain were so excited that they couldn't extricate themselves, Ling Luo's family had already climbed to the top of Muling Mountain, one of the nine spirit mountains, and they were fighting to the death with the Thunderbolt Shenmu who guarded Muling Mountain. fight.

The Thunder God Tree is 3 years old.

It had already withered in the flood of time, but under the lightning of the sky, it gained new life from the scorched ashes.In addition to the attribute of wood, it also has the attribute of lightning.

But now, the lightning-struck tree that guards Muling Mountain is showing its might. The extremely rich aura of the tree shrouds the top of the mountain, everything is revived, and towering giant trees rise from the ground, all of which have become its weapons.

What's even more frightening is that above the nine heavens, there is still a mysterious and intertwined electric grid covering Ling Luo's family.

Xuanyuan Yu held the Wusheng Sword and fought against the Thunderbolt Shenmu at close range, while Ling Luo pulled out the Falling Star Bow and mounted the Star Shooting Arrow to support him at a distance.

Wooden vines fluttered and lightning flashed.

Sword light and sword shadow, shooting stars and setting sun.

This fierce battle lasted for three full hours before it came to an end.

Xuanyuan Yu pierced the top of the Lightning Strike Wood with a sword.

Ling Luo shot an arrow under the Lightning Strike Wood.

Only hear "click" "click"

Accompanied by a hysterical wail, the Lightning Strike Shenmu split in two from the center, died of serious injuries, and lost all his cultivation.

"I didn't expect this lightning strike wood to be so strong." Ling Luo took several deep breaths, stretched out his hand, wiped the bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead, and said, "It's really hard to deal with."

"Yes." Xuanyuan Yu agreed. He looked at the dark and transparent Wusheng Sword in his hand, "Without this sword, I really don't have the confidence to cut through the Lightning Strike Wood."

"Me too." Ling Luo grasped the Falling Star Bow in his hand, "This bow and arrow is indeed very good, but I always feel that I have not yet discovered the true essence of the Falling Star Bow and the Sun Shooting Arrow, just like There is generally no way to scratch the itch.”

Xuanyuan Yu smiled slightly, with a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes full of smiles and pampering, and said: "Take your time to explore, anyway, there is no hurry. Next, there will be Shuiling Mountain, Huolingshan, and a few blindfolds. Lingshan. We have a lot of opportunities to try our swords and bows in actual combat."

"Eh? Wicker, don't run away!"

Su Ling's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Wait for me, what the hell are you running for!"

Ling Luo would turn her head, and being attracted by her youngest son, she would find that the extremely tough wicker that she got in the Garden of Gods had actually run out from Su Ling's waist, and she ran wildly towards—— Well, the direction in which the lightning strikes Shenmu.

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