Galaxy Sword Emperor

Chapter 222 The Strange Wicker
The hibiscus tree species also felt the huge pressure, the arrogance of the ancient sacred tree shot straight into the sky, countless rays of light shot out, and the roots fluttered, confronting the most evil aura.

The Primordial Qi collided with the source of the most evil, sending out waves of violent shocks.

After all, the hibiscus tree species has just formed, and the primordial energy has not yet fully matured. If it is an adult hibiscus tree, it is afraid that a single face-to-face will be able to defeat the origin of the evil.

But the hibiscus tree species at this moment is not so easy to do, and can only barely support it, so as not to lose, but it is obviously at a disadvantage.

This was the first time Ye Mo saw the Fusang tree species appear so powerless, and was forced into such a situation, he couldn't help but have a new understanding of the power of the dead.

He urged the yin and yang body wheel with all his strength, rotated it rapidly, and transmitted it to the body of the undead through the Wufeng sword. At the same time, the power of reincarnation poured into it.

After all, the harmony of yin and yang is strong enough because of its restraint characteristics against the source of evil, but the power of reincarnation can be refined to the point of evil and death.

This is Ye Mo's last resort. The necromancer is powerful. If he confronts him head-on, the power of reincarnation may not be able to penetrate into his body at all. But at this moment, the distance between the two is so close, and there are hibiscus trees to help attract most of the power of the other party. It can be said that this is his only chance.

I just don't know how long the hibiscus tree species can last. Although the power of reincarnation can refine the death power in his body, the progress is not fast. Coupled with the resistance of the necromancer itself, the situation is not optimistic.

All the strength in Ye Mo's body has been transformed into the power of reincarnation, and he is trying his best to defeat the hibiscus tree species before it retreats.

But he also knows that it is even more difficult to achieve this level.

In the internal space, the hibiscus tree species retreated little by little, and the light was tightly suppressed. I'm afraid it won't last long.

"call"

The hibiscus tree species also sensed that the situation was not good, its roots swayed, picked up a large ball of life spring water, and was about to pour it towards the source of the most evil.

However, before the roots of the hibiscus tree had time to throw out the fountain of life, a soft green light suddenly appeared in the sky, hitting his roots dragging the fountain of life.

The hibiscus tree trembled, its roots immediately loosened, and the large ball of spring water fell back into the pond.

At the same time, after this delay, the evil spirit finally broke through the defense of the hibiscus tree species, entangled its body in one fell swoop, and dragged it out of Ye Mo's internal space.

Ye Mo also felt that the battle here was over, and his heart sank to the bottom.

The power of the primordial spirit of the Wujun heavy silkworm was unreservedly displayed, engulfing the source of the evil, preventing it from dragging out the hibiscus tree seed.

However, the power of the primordial spirit is actually a kind of death energy. Compared with the real source of the most evil, it is not as easy to deal with as the previous most evil energy.

With a slight flick of the gray-white tentacles, Wujun Chongsi's primordial spirit was blown away, the light was dim, and it was obvious that he had been seriously injured.

"call"

Just at this critical moment, the wicker that was quietly inserted in the pond suddenly swayed lightly, and it, which had never moved for half a minute, swayed with the wind, and streaks of green light shot out.

Soft as the emerald green in the spring breeze, gently touching the tentacles of the most evil source!
"Zizi"

Like water dripping from a red-hot steel plate, there was a shocking sound, and the most evil spirit flew back like lightning, even the hibiscus tree species had no time to grab it, and retreated from Ye Mo's mutton in the blink of an eye .

In the pond, the wicker fluttered. It left the pond and flew out automatically, wrapped in a mass of emerald green light, following the source of the evil, and also flew out of Ye Mo's internal space.

The return of the most evil source directly shocked Ye Mo and flew him upside down. The power of reincarnation suddenly rolled back, and he couldn't help opening his mouth to spit out a big mouthful of blood, and his whole body felt a burst of burning pain.

Immediately, he saw a scene that surprised him.

A tender green willow fluttered in the wind, and streaks of emerald green light shrouded the surroundings. The gloomy and cold stone cave was immediately replaced by a softness, so the cold and evil energy disappeared.

"This..." Ye Mo murmured, for a moment he didn't know what to say.

He used to fight Rong Baichuan with wicker. At that time, because he expended a lot of strength, the willow withered a lot. Now that he planted it in the fountain of life, he finally recovered a little.

However, he didn't know what this wicker was, it would make even hibiscus trees fearful, even Wujun Zhongcan had never seen such a sacred tree.

You know, how lonely the hibiscus tree species, one of the three great sacred trees, is willing to circle a small area by itself and leave most of the fountain of life to wicker.

Ye Mo also suspected that this wicker was the first among the three legendary sacred trees, and also the most mysterious first tree of Hongmeng, but it was rejected by Wujun Chongcan.

Because he was lucky enough to see the real Hongmeng Chumu before, which was not like this, so he was very sure that this wicker was not Hongmeng Chumu.

But apart from Hongmeng Chumu, only the bodhi tree can make the hibiscus tree fearful, and the bodhi tree is not like this, so Ye Mo still doesn't know what kind of sacred tree this wicker is.

This time, Liu Tiao was irritated by the Fusang tree species and Ye Mo's "prodigal" approach. He wished he could do it himself, defeating the source of the evil, and chased it out again. It was easy to refine the evil spirit. This power made Ye Mo feel good about it. Its origin became more and more suspicious.

"Brother Jun, how can this willow stick have such terrifying power?" Ye Mo could only ask Wujun Chongcan.

Wujun Chongcan's weak voice came: "This wicker is not simple, Ye Mo, you have to keep it safe. If it is not a last resort, don't take it out in the future, so as not to be recognized by others. I don't know what it is for the time being. You can check it secretly in the future. In this battle, the power of my primordial spirit has been consumed too much, and I am going to sleep again. From now on, I have to rely on you! My flesh and blood seal has been transferred to your primordial spirit brand , when you refine it by yourself, be more careful!"

After saying this, Wujun's heavy silkworm's voice fell silent.

Ye Mo sighed unceasingly, he could feel the weakness of Wujun Chongcan Primordial Spirit, and the damage caused to it by this battle may far exceed his expectation.

Above the head, the unknown strange wicker was suspended above the head of the undead, and green lights hung down, enveloping the undead in it.

The undead trembled violently, urging the evil origin to resist the refining of the emerald green light, but it was a pity that no matter how it resisted, it was collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn it, what the hell is this? How could it be so terrifying?" Undead roared unwillingly, but there was nothing he could do, his withered face distorted even more terrifyingly.

Ye Mo stared blankly at the majestic wicker, and suddenly discovered that the source of evil in the undead body was not absorbed by the wicker, but seemed to be changing.

The change is more pure, and what is refined by the wicker is the hostility in the source of the most evil, not the real source of the most evil.

This wicker, it is actually helping the undead!
Ye Mo was puzzled, but he guessed that a fetish like wicker must have his own thoughts. Since he wanted to help this undead advance, he probably had his own thoughts.

Thinking of this, Ye Mo stopped thinking about it, sat cross-legged and fell to the ground, his true energy circulated, and he began to recover from his injuries on his own.

The Necromancer also felt this, and his irritable temper suddenly became quiet. He looked at the willow branches above his head devoutly, his hands slowly crossed in front of his chest, his head was lowered, and he looked extremely respectful.

Above Ye Mo's head, the hibiscus tree species rose slowly, and rays of light fell down to help Ye Mo improve his strength.

At the same time, the refining of the undead has also reached a stage of intensification. With the power of the wicker, the original dark and cold brilliance of the undead has become pure. It is a pure gray and white color, which also represents purity. The source of the most evil.

The wound on the divine sword on his head also healed slowly, regaining the color of flesh and blood. Although it still looks like a mummy, it is much softer than before, at least it won't make people shudder.

"call"

The wicker withdrew the brilliance of the sky, turned into a blue light, penetrated into the space of Ye Mo's body, and regained calm again.

The undead slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of light flowed out, landing on Ye Mo who was meditating and recovering from his injuries!

(End of this chapter)