Their hearts were broken, and the two of them naturally couldn't die anymore and fell to the ground.

Ling Feng approached and wanted to check the corpse, but suddenly two balls of green light the size of eggs flew out of the hollow chest of the corpse and flew into the sacred tree garden.

"Sure enough, something is weird and I want to run away!"

Ling Feng's body flashed and he caught up with a ball of green light in an instant. Canglang's true energy gathered in his palm and he caught the green light in his hand.

At this time, another group of green light suddenly escaped into the ground.

Ling Feng was too lazy to chase, and stared at the trembling green light in his hand. In addition to the pure Yimu Yuanjing, he also vaguely sensed the fluctuation of soul thoughts. It was very pure, but the amount was not much. It was only smaller than the two innate early-stage spirits.

The master pressed forward a little, which should be a soul mark. He penetrated the green light and wanted to search for the soul. However, the green light suddenly stopped struggling, and the soul fluctuations inside disappeared without a trace.

"The soul brand annihilates itself, and so quickly, it must be an emergency measure that has been arranged in advance. It seems that the secret of the sacred tree is hidden in this green light!"

Ling Feng thoughtfully took out a cold jade bottle, put the Yimu Yuanjing into it, and then put the Xumi bracelet in it for future study.

Immediately, he came to the two sacred tree guards and began to touch the corpses. Unfortunately, he found nothing except two high-grade sharp swords.

Ling Feng shook his head and walked towards the inside of the Sacred Tree Garden. After walking a few steps, he finally saw the true face of the Sacred Tree.

The existence form of this sacred tree is a bit like a big banyan tree. The branches grow aerial roots to support the branches, and then become independent trees, thus deriving this forest. And each tree has three people hugging each other, and the middle one is thick.

The main trunk is almost as big as a house, and is densely tangled with aerial roots.

It's a bit like a willow tree. It has some soft branches that are similar to willow branches but have thick arms. The tree body is also wrapped with a kind of purple vine and has strange purple flowers.

Of course, this was only what Ling Feng saw with his naked eyes. He probed with his soul, but he sensed an incredibly powerful demonic aura from the tree, far exceeding the black water black snake, like a giant demon!

Immediately, green figures holding swords flew from both sides of the sacred tree and quickly surrounded Ling Feng!

These are the Divine Tree Guards, there are nineteen of them, each of them has at least innate cultivation level, and four of them have orifice refining cultivation level.

The leader was a middle-aged man wearing cyan armor. His Aoki Qi had reached its peak. He was the commander of the guards of the Divine Tree Garden. He stared at Ling Feng and said coldly: "How dare you, a daring madman?"

If you trespass into the Sacred Tree Garden without permission, you can be captured quickly and you will be saved from death!"

"hehe!"

Ling Feng smiled slightly, and his figure suddenly flashed past these sacred tree guards like a ghost. In an instant, he shot eighteen palms in succession!

There was a bang, and it sounded like eighteen, and the eighteen sacred tree guards vomited blood and flew out. Their internal organs were shattered, and they fell to the ground with no breath at all.

But the middle-aged man who was the commander of the imperial guards looked indifferent and motionless, with a sneer on his lips.

Immediately, the fallen sacred tree guards suddenly jumped up again, a green light flashed in their eyes, and they swung their swords to kill!

Ling Feng's figure flashed, and he kept walking among the eighteen people like the phantom of a demon, and shot eighteen palms one after another.

This time he didn't hold back, and all he hit were the enemy's heads.

Bang bang bang, brains burst, heads were beaten to pieces, and the eighteen sacred tree guards died and could not die again!

At this time, balls of green light quickly flew out from the corpse and headed towards the main trunk of the sacred tree.

The Yimu Yuanjing contained in these green light balls is a rare wood treasure, and it is also very useful in tempering the physical body. How could Ling Feng be willing to let it go? He flashed and quickly chased, but only caught two green balls.

light.

Immediately, Ling Feng's ice-cold soul power condensed and froze the two groups of Yimu Yuanjing, put them away in a cold jade bottle, and put them into the Sumeru bracelet.

At this time, the imperial guard gathered his true energy and produced an inch of green sword light. His figure flashed and he swung his sword to slash towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's figure flashed and he kicked in the air as fast as lightning, hitting the chest of the Imperial Guard Commander.

With a bang, the guard commander's chest collapsed, he vomited blood, all his internal organs were damaged, and his energy was like a gossamer!

However, the green light suddenly glowed on the body of the commander of the imperial guards, and his energy surged, almost to the level of the early stage of Wuzong. He immediately grasped the green sword and jumped up. The sword's light in his hand skyrocketed and he slashed towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng used Netherworld Ghost Step, and his figure flashed and appeared behind the commander of the guards.

As soon as the guard commander turned around, he was kicked in the chest again and flew out with a bang. However, as if nothing was wrong, he stood up again and swung his sword to kill Ling Feng.

"Eh!"

A trace of surprise flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. The kick he just kicked on this man's chest seemed to have a soft layer of skin, removing nearly half of the domineering power from his feet.

The Sumeru bracelet on Ling Feng's left wrist, which Ling Feng guessed was made of wood, suddenly burst into dazzling white light, and the Cold Dragon Sword appeared in Ling Feng's hand.

Immediately, his figure flashed and appeared beside the commander of the imperial guards. He slashed with the cold dragon sword and a head flew out instantly.

At this time, a ball of green light the size of a fist quickly flew out from the chest of the guard commander!

Ling Feng had already expected it. He flashed his figure and grabbed the green light instantly. Feeling the pure Yimu Yuanjing in it, he looked overjoyed and immediately used the power of Xuanshui to erase the imprint of the soul in it and took out

A cold jade bottle was collected. This ball of Yimu Yuanjing was five or six times thicker than the two balls he had collected just now, and it was extremely pure. It was two to three times more powerful than the Condensing Yuan Dan. It was a big gain.

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At this time, Ling Feng began to clean the battlefield and collect the weapons dropped on the ground, including fourteen high-grade weapon-level swords, four inferior magic weapons with a strength of 8, and a inferior magic weapon with a strength of 15.

Immediately, Ling Feng checked the corpses, but did not find a mustard bag. Instead, he found that the skin of the deceased was shriveled, like mummies whose essence had been sucked dry by evil powers. Ling Feng guessed that it was the green demon power seeds that inspired these sacred trees at the last moment.

Wei's whole body's essence comes to fight for him. This sacred tree is by no means a good thing. Those demon power seeds containing Yimu essence are probably absorbing the human body's essence to grow. Finally, when these demon power seeds mature, they will be sucked dry.

Their essence returned to the body of the sacred tree.

Ling Feng thought of this, walked to the trunk of the sacred tree, and prepared to cut off this harmful tree with his sword.

At this moment, the branches of the surrounding sacred tree suddenly extended rapidly, like a dragnet, and shot toward Ling Feng at high speed.

Ling Feng swung his sword and cut off the branches one by one.

Those fallen branches turned into blue spiritual energy and dissipated, while the broken branches continued to grow and continued to attack Ling Feng.

These branches are extremely hard, comparable to inferior magic weapons. If the Cold Dragon Sword hadn't been sharp enough to reach the fifth level, the sword would have curled up if it kept slashing like this.

And there were too many branches, dozens or hundreds of them, and they kept attacking. Even with the magic weapon in hand, Ling Feng was gradually outnumbered. He was caught by a branch, and soon one branch after another tied up Ling Feng.
Chapter completed!