Supreme Medicinal God

Ye Feng suddenly realized that it was no wonder his thoughts couldn't confuse the skinny old man. Withered wood divine power turned him into a tree. Of course, a fool's head had enough immunity to the thought.

Just now, I was struck with a finger, and the trees in the whole wood were swaying, and I thought that I had encountered a gust of wind. It turned out that the whole wood helped him and resisted my stormy waves.

Ye Feng sneered: "You really have a way to see if your dead wood skill can stop my flying sword."

A gleaming jade sword emerged in Ye Feng's palm, three brilliances circulated in it, and the colors were gorgeous and moving.

Flying sword, with a sharp sword energy, instantly cut to the thin old man.

The skinny old man almost screamed in horror. He saw Feijian for the first time.

When he saw Feijian, the skinny old man's body also changed.

Ye Feng knew the god's eyes and saw it clearly. The blue light soared sharply. The blue light burst out of the ground like a piece of defensive armor, covering the entire body of the thin old man.

Feijian was chopped on the defensive circle shrouded in blue light, and Ye Feng clearly felt a feeling like defeating the leather.

Under the influence of divine power, Feijian still cut into the blue light, and cut off the outer circle of aperture.

But it wasn't the thin old man who was injured, but several towering towering trees in the distance. The tree fell down and splashed the sky with snow.

Ye Feng realized that the blue light flowing from the ground was the spirit of the tree. When the plumes of spirit were cut off, it was like a man was dead, and the big tree fell down.

With the help of the dead wood magic, the thin old man merged with the whole tree. To destroy him, there is only one way to destroy him with the wood.

This is the largest windbreak forest in the western suburbs of Yudu. It took decades to grow from small saplings to towering trees, and some trees have reached the age of nearly a hundred years. They are hard-planted and guarded by several generations of rangers.

It is lush in summer and adds a green landscape to the jade capital.

In winter, it successfully blocked the cold current and the wind and sand from the west.

Ye Feng received the Flying Sword, so even if he cut down the thin old man, he would have to cut this wood at the expense of it.

He was a little embarrassed and passed on the idea to the ugly old man: "This old boy is too shameless. What kind of dead wood skill he used to turn himself into a tree, and also let the surrounding woods help him out of the disaster. Is there any way to abolish this old boy? Destroy this wood?"

The old ugly smiled and did not answer, obviously he was selling again.

"Ugly old, I have a new little movie."

Ye Feng has mastered the ugly old man's biggest preferences, and every time he uses a small movie, an island action movie, he can deeply impress him, and he has tried many times.

But this time, the old ugly sighed: "To deal with him, there is a most straightforward and simple way to destroy him together with this forest, otherwise there is no other way."

Since the ugly old man said that there was no other way, Ye Feng could only be cruel, he wanted to display the fourth blow of the four strikes of the emperor.

A strong fighting will expand inwardly.

The mysterious battle of the Archaic Protoss has suddenly increased Ye Feng’s in-body divine power several times. This mystery will make Ye Feng’s divine power become flaming flames that are dozens of times higher than the temperature of the fire.

In Bingxin Valley, Ye Feng used the Flame of Liyan to burn the ice beast that had been cold for tens of thousands of years into ashes, not to mention this windbreak.

Ye Feng's double pupils glowed a faint red light, the surrounding temperature suddenly increased, and the divine power of the Divine Grid was about to turn into Liyan.

This kid seems to be setting fire, how is it possible.

The skinny old man's eyes became almost crazy. He didn't believe that Ye Feng would breathe fire. The blue aura from his limbs and bones was thicker and tightly connected to the roots and roots of the trees.

Suddenly a weak call came from Ye Feng's mind, more like a certain kind of creature struggling and resisting in pain, but to no avail, crying hopelessly.

"Don't destroy the woods, they are all my friends."

Not only did I hear the whisper, but also a sad feeling.

That kind of moaning came from a big tree between the trees, it was the big tree hiding the blue aura.

Based on the news heard from Tianquanmen disciples, Ye Feng judged that this blue aura was Mu Ling.

Ye Feng's heart twitched. Was he going to destroy the woods and cause Mu Ling's sorrow?

The thin old man came to the windproof forest in the western suburbs just for this wood spirit.

It is a kind of highly spiritual creature, a tree or a plant, which has absorbed spiritual energy for thousands of years and transformed into a spirit beast, just like the ice beast in Bingxin Valley.

For Mu Ling, everything in the world has aura. A tree and a grass in the wood are all its friends. Because of its relationship, the dust will disappear into nothingness, and it will become very sad.

Both the wood spirit and the ice beast are spirit beasts, but the habits of the wood spirit and the ice beast are diametrically opposed.

The ice beast wants to turn everything in the world into ice, cold, cruel, and the wood spirit is to make everything vibrant and full of vitality.

Ye Feng sent a ray of thought to Mu Ling. For you and this wood, I can let go of the enemy, but he came for you, you have to hide it.

Ye Feng's voice came from Ye Feng's mind. It sounded like a whisper, but he knew what it meant.

Thank you for your love, I can temporarily disconnect my friends from him, the time is very short, I hope you can seize the opportunity.

Ye Feng secretly rejoiced in his heart that he didn't want to destroy this windbreak forest because of this thin old man. The dead wood skill of the thin old man could take the tree's aura as used, but the wooden spirit could break this connection.

A faint, warm breath drifted like a spring breeze.

In the eyes of Zhiming Shen, Ye Feng saw that under the ground, those endless rhizomes glowed with blue light, and suddenly disappeared.

There was a look of horror in the eyes of the skinny old man. He felt that the originally tough shield suddenly turned into a void, and his heart was like breaking a vase. All hope and confidence were broken.

Suddenly, Feijian came out of his hand and traversed a dazzling light in the air, like a lightning, passing through the middle of the thin old man's neck.

Only a faint trace of blood oozed out of the dry blood.

The surrounding trees swayed one after another, as if in silence for the skinny old man.

Fortunately, Ye Feng did not make any big tree fall down. Mu Ling broke the connection between the skinny old man and the woods, making Ye Feng a successful blow.

The skinny old man fell slowly, his face still unbelieving.

He did not believe that Flying Sword could pass through his throat, and even less, the big tree brothers he had been proud of no longer helped him, watching him die.

Ye Feng did not fall to the thin old man on the ground, but walked to the big tree where Mu Ling was hiding.

The big tree had a bowl-sized hole and a finger-sized branch lying quietly in it.

(End of this chapter)