Fairy

The green one on the withered root exudes vitality. It is completely different from the withered root given to Wang Xian by Elder Danyao before. It is dotted with green buds, and the aura of heaven and earth from the entire spiritual field rushes towards it.

"It's such a terrible sucking power that it has sucked the spiritual fields within a thousand miles into wasteland." Wang Xian swept the spiritual spring again with his spiritual sense, and found that the spiritual spring water that was originally on the same level as the pool had dropped by two meters. It was absorbed by the dead roots.

"The first heaven cannot be destroyed by this withered root. If the withered root has supernatural powers, it's okay. If it takes tens of thousands of years to conceive supernatural powers, I will lose a lot of money." Wang Xian immediately manipulated the withered root of the ghost knife in Huangquan When I dug it out, I found that the dead root had grown tens of thousands of root hairs several feet long, so I hurriedly put the dead root in a storage bag.

After patrolling around the sky, Wang Xian didn't find any changes in the Dan Pond, so he let go of his heart and returned to the space where the Halloween Tree was. He was heartbroken over the loss of a [-]-year-old snow lotus.

"Master! The birth of the Halloween tree is very slow. Please allow Ziling to draw the heaven and earth aura from the entire Yellow Springs Road to breed the Halloween tree, making the Halloween tree even more powerful." Zi Ling said respectfully.

Wang Xian glanced at the Halloween tree, saw the crystal clear Halloween fruit on it, and said: "There is no need to give birth to the Halloween tree. I have a root of the Halloween tree here, and I will give birth to it later."

Wang Xian took out the dead root from the storage bag and buried it near the Halloween tree.

Zi Ling scanned the dead root several times with her spiritual sense, but she couldn't see where it came from, so she temporarily regarded it as the dead root of the Halloween tree and began to give birth.

The roots of the dead roots swished, like tentacles wrapped around the Halloween tree. Immediately, the branches and leaves of the Halloween tree withered little by little, and even the mature Halloween fruit on it would wither.

Wang Xian's figure rushed towards the Halloween tree, and picked hundreds of Halloween fruits in an instant. At this moment, the entire Halloween tree withered and turned into powder when the wind blew.

"This withered root is too miraculous. Master, Ziling can assure you that this withered root is definitely not the withered root of the Halloween tree, and its grade is definitely several grades higher than the Halloween tree." Zi Ling's eyes widened. Light, the jade hand stroked the dead root, loving it.

Wang Xian calculated with his fingers, it has been three years and three days, Elder Danyao has not come as scheduled, it seems that a major event happened in Huangquandao, and Elder Danyao was delayed.

The roots of the withered root pierced into the ground like a sharp sword, and the ground split open immediately, and the aura of heaven and earth below the surface rushed towards the withered root like a long whale absorbing water.

"what----!"

Zi Ling let out a scream, and she was tightly entangled in the roots, and the dead roots seemed to be sucking the essence and blood from her body like a monster from ancient times.

"Could this cut root be a monster?" Wang Xian sacrificed thirty-three ghost knives from the Yellow Springs to cut at the roots of the withered root, trying to save Ziling.

Bass, babble, the roots of the withered roots were like pincers entangled with the three Huangquan ghost knives, causing the Huangquan ghost knives to shatter little by little.

The blood essence of Ziling was sucked by the roots of the withered roots, and the three ghost knives of Huangquan were sucked by the roots of the withered roots. Among the roots, the three-handed ghosts of Huangquan followed in the footsteps of the purple bell.

Losing three Huangquan ghost knives at once, and also lost a soul-eating servant in the Xianzu period, Wang Xian was terrified and kept away from the dry root, thinking about the way to escape. He was afraid that the dry root would suck himself .

"This is not delicious!" A crisp voice came from the withered root, and with a flash of white light, Ziling was spit out from the withered root, and the withered root transformed into a little girl carved in pink and jade.

When Wang Xian saw the little girl, he seemed to see the Nascent Soul of his senior sister Xu Jie at first glance, and exclaimed: "Could it be that this withered root has cultivated to the Nascent Soul realm, and this little girl is its Nascent Soul?"

"Big Brother, Tongtian is not Nascent Soul, Tongtian is Tongtian, the highest primate bred in the fairy world." The little girl bounced to Wang Xian's side, rolling her big spiritual eyes curiously Looking at Wang Xian.

Wang Xian strengthened his courage and said: "It turns out that