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Volume 1 The Office of the Hunting God Chapter 978 Tree Man

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    If Jiuyao Star Core can gather five kinds of cores, then it can create the prototype of a world. Witnessing the birth of a world is more fascinating than witnessing the destruction of a world. ???????????????????????? If it is possible to preach the Dharma in the place where this world was built, how many Buddhists will be saved?  The merits are immeasurable!  It is precisely because of this that the eyes of Monk Diaannian, who has always been lazy and indifferent, shine with light.  The stick in Zheng Xian¡¯s hand looks like bronze in color and hard in texture. There is a branch on the top of the stick. There is a vibrant green leaf on the branch, which looks particularly pleasing to the eye.  The pimple-covered face on the ground showed a look of confusion. He stared at the branch. He didn't know what Zheng Xian was holding. Most cultivators knew that the ancient wood in Zheng Xian's hand was called bronze.  Also called Jianmu, this thing is one of the Jiuyao star cores.  However, the acne-covered face has limited knowledge of time in cultivating immortals, and does not have many taboos about branches.  There are five types of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth in the core of Jiuyao Star. These are the five elements according to ancient Chinese legends. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????????????? ?? The power of thinking can control the five elements, so it is superior to metal, wood, water, fire and earth. Metal, wood, water, fire and earth also have mutual restraints, among which wood specifically restrains earth.  If it were in the past, Mr. Zheng would never dare to use Jianmu easily. Mr. Zheng has not really controlled Jianmu, and this thing can swallow life, wither the earth, and give birth to a kind of winged race life. It is thought that the reason why King Cao's corpse is  He has wings because he was wrapped in a wooden cocoon and nurtured into a new and special life form.  Once Jianmu is out of control, it will be more terrifying than those who descend.  But now, after several years of exploration, Zheng Xian has some understanding of the habits of Jianmu, and has begun to try to communicate with the Bronze Sacred Tree. Although the communication channel is not too smooth, the Bronze Sacred Tree is now very important to Zheng Xian.  There is basically no hostility, and there is even some intimacy. Although the building wood is scary, the nature of the wooden thing is actually extremely docile. It only competes with the ground under its feet and does not threaten any existence.  Jianmu was still flying in the air at first, but after Jianmu felt the power of the soil, Jianmu, who was originally indifferent to the world, suddenly became excited. A small branch actually gave birth to a kind of ancient emerald soaring into the sky.  momentum.  A fuzzy root system began to grow under the branches.  This root system instantly formed a network, and the dense mahjong enveloped most of the sky. The emerald green leaves on the branches now withered into ashes. It was obvious that the branches had used all their strength.  The heads of the flying spears that were stabbing at Zheng Xian were all covered by the plush roots. These flying spears shot into the roots. When the two sides came into contact, those spears were as hard as metal.  It was instantly penetrated by the roots, just like an awl piercing tofu.  ¡°Then the roots that penetrated these spears stirred up, and streams of soil essence were drawn out from the spears.  As the essence was drained away, these powerful and hard spears all disintegrated into dust and fell rustlingly.  The branch, which was originally only about the length of an arm, began to grow vigorously, and two leaves emerged from it, which were tender green and soft.  Only then did he realize that something was wrong, as his face was full of acne. It seemed that his power of breath had encountered a natural nemesis.  However, his face was covered with acne and he still refused to give in. He didn¡¯t believe that the power he had gained would be so vulnerable!  The man with acne shouted loudly, and the roots under his feet danced like snakes. Immediately afterwards, the ground under his feet began to rise rapidly, and continued to rise. A high mountain was born out of thin air under his feet. This high mountain pushed the man with the acne.  Rush towards Zheng Xian.  But if you want to meet Zheng Xian, you must first clear the branches of the bronze sacred tree.  Manxian opens his mouth and spits out a thick mist that exudes this sinister aura. Manxian himself is also a man of cultivation, and his cultivation is not weak. He is now drawing on the power of the breath soil to activate his magical powers.  At this time, the acne-covered body gradually formed scabs and became like a coral-like texture. The surface was pitted and covered with deep pits. The entire body became comparable to gold and iron. The acne-covered face followed the thick fog with a sinister smell and drove the mountains below.  , hitting the branches of the ancient bronze tree.  With his face full of acne and the true inheritance of the Yin Po Sect, and with the power of the entire earth as his foundation, the Yin Poison Mist cast at this time was quite impressive. The roots of the bronze sacred tree immediately bent like a plastic rope touched by flames when it encountered the Yin Po Mist.  .  After all, the branches of this bronze sacred tree are just branches, far inferior to the majesty of the bronze sacred tree itself. If Zheng Xian sacrifices the bronze sacred tree itself at this time, and his face is full of acne and he has no ability to resist, he will be absorbed by the bronze sacred tree.  1?The essence, but this branch is just a little bit missing.  With a sinister smile on his face, he swung his fist fiercely and hit the branch with a vicious rotten mist. The branch hit by the acne withered instantly, and the two leaves that had just grown on the top also shrank and disintegrated into  dust.  In the end, all that was left of the branch of this ancient bronze tree was a section the size of a match head. It hurriedly fled towards Zheng Xian, but unfortunately, halfway through the flight, the branch the size of a match finally disintegrated into powder.  .  The man with a face full of pimples laughed wildly and said, "Mr. Zheng, do you dare to talk nonsense about this?" But Xian Zheng just smiled coldly, with the look in his eyes that he still didn't take the pimples on his face to heart.  The smile on his pimple-covered face froze slightly, then he looked down at his fist, and saw that his fist was slightly itchy, and a young bud was growing on his fist.  His face was full of pimples and he was startled. It must be that when he hit the tree branch with his fist, the branch planted a seed in the coral-like hole in his fist.  "Damn it!" His face was full of acne and he felt that his life was being sucked by this little seed, which became the source of strength for his continuous growth.  The face covered with acne opened its mouth wide, and a mouthful of poisonous rotting mist was sprayed out, directly hitting the tender seedling. Unexpectedly, as soon as the poisonous rotting mist touched the tender seedling, the face covered with acne was in excruciating pain, and he couldn't help but scream.  Zheng Xian said: "This seedling has taken root in your fist and grown with you. If you want to destroy this seedling, it will be like cutting off your own arm" Zheng Xian hasn't finished speaking yet.  The acne-covered arm had been cut off directly, and the severe pain caused him to scream in agony, blood spurting out wildly. However, the wound on the acne-covered arm contracted sharply, and the wound was inserted, and the blood stopped flowing out.  The pimple-covered man gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Zheng, it's just a broken arm, it's no big deal!" Zheng Xian shook his head, "Why don't you want to hear what others have to say?" The seedling on the fist of the pimple-covered arm-broken man shook violently.  After two blows, the broken arm covered with acne began to collapse and decay rapidly. After a while, the arm became as dry as a tree.  The seedling struggled to grow and grow. After a while, the seedling actually took on the appearance of a human. After several struggles, the seedling turned into a face full of acne, but its eyes were blank and there were two green patches on the top of its head.  The leaves sway gently.  He looked at the tree man who was exactly the same as himself with a face full of acne, and then the earth and rocks flew under his feet and hit the tree man.  There was a loud clanging sound, and more than a dozen holes were made in the tree man by stones, and green juice flowed out of them.  But this time the acne-covered face couldn¡¯t be happy, because there were holes in the same places on his body, and blood was flowing out of them.  The acne on his face was in great pain. He gritted his teeth and said nothing. He looked at Zheng Xian and said, "What kind of trick is this?"  One thing happened, he felt a slight itch all over his body. This itch was similar to the previous itch on his fist, which made his face full of acne give rise to a very bad feeling in his heart.  The man with acne looked down, and sure enough, in the rough pits on his body that were like corals, there were small seedlings that were growing and growing. At the same time, the man with the acne felt that the power in his body was beginning to rise.  Becoming weak, the seedlings were like blood-sucking snakes, constantly absorbing the essence of power from his body.  The pimple-covered face finally gave birth to fear.
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