Jiang Mingzhu frowned, but there was no sign of surprise.

The Mingxuan Taoist tree is an extraordinary tree. Although it is surrounded by extremely strong spiritual energy, it is difficult to develop spiritual wisdom. It is subject to the checks and balances of the rules of heaven. But this spiritual energy is enough to make the ivy or weeds that grow with it transform into monsters, and they can live with each other.

Below, it is difficult to perceive its existence.

The Tao tree contains the power of the laws of heaven and earth, and even ordinary beings can rely on its power to derive extraordinary magical powers with their shallow spiritual wisdom.

At this time, Jiang Xueying's expression was calm, and the coldness in her body suddenly rose. A long halberd that looked like it was made of black ice appeared in her hand, and she aimed towards the Ivy who wanted to cut off her waist with a whip.

A realm of ice spread out around her, and anyone who entered it felt like it was covered in ice and snow, and the flow of power and movement of her body slowed down. This was the power of her dojo.

Jiang Xueying had great magical power. She waved her halberd and slashed across the vines. She cut off the green vines neatly with a cutting move, but more vines came to kill her.

Jiang Mingzhu raised a slightly cold smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Your Majesty Huizhen!"

Jiang Changyin responded and came out holding a red spiritual sword. It was a first-grade spiritual weapon. When he waved it, red smoke rose up, and a cold blade was drawn out.

He appeared as fast as thunder and reached the top of the tree in an instant. However, he did not help Jiang Xueying, but struck at one place with his sword.

There was a red light on the tip of the sword, the sword energy was solidified, and the sword light was divided, like thousands of long swords blasting towards that place at the same time.

A figure was blasted out, with some blood marks on its shoulders. The figure was quite embarrassed. It was a monk from a human race. He was in the middle stage of becoming a god. His face didn't look good at the moment.

Pei Xihe and Jiang Mingzhu have not taken action yet, but are observing the situation at this moment. It seems that the monk has also discovered the traces of the Mingxuan Taoist tree and is coveting it.

Pei Xihe could clearly feel the injuries on his body. There were several marks of whipping on his torso, and his aura was the same as that on the ivy.

In this way, she knew in her heart that the monk had arrived here earlier than them and discovered the existence of the Dao tree. However, due to the surrounding thick fog, his power of perception was greatly limited. Once he got close, he would be chased by the vines.

The ivy transforming demon has been nourished by the same Tao tree for nearly a thousand years. Although it is not in the realm of demon power, it can use the power of the Tao tree as a continuous backup to assist in the transformation of magical powers. It can appear and disappear in the fog, which is the transformation.

God can die if he is not careful.

After Jiang Mingzhu and his party arrived, the fox drove the treasure mirror to break through the fog, which was equivalent to reducing the help of the vines. Therefore, Jiang Xueying was destroying the vine demon with a destructive attitude.

This monk has an undying desire to covet the fruits of the Tao tree, and hides in the dark waiting for opportunities to seize them.

Now that they have exposed his hiding, if he escapes in time, they will naturally not kill him all. But if the evil intention persists, the sword in Jiang Changyin's hand has already shown murderous intent.

The monk was shocked and worried, but he was unwilling to retreat and quickly shouted to Jiang Mingzhu.

"I really need this urgently, and I hope you will be accommodating. I am a Taoist cultivator, and my Taoist name is Qiming."

He could tell that Jiang Mingzhu was the core of this group of people, and the two cultivators of the Transformation of Gods called him Young Master.

But Jiang Changyin didn't stop before Jiang Mingzhu said anything. The sword was terrifying, but it was condensed, as thin as silk threads, piercing the air in strands, carrying a murderous intention of death.

The cultivator named Qiming had no choice but to deal with it, with a condensed expression on his face, he pinched the seals in his hands, and immediately presented a solemn treasure to compete with the invading sword threads.

He continued: "This tree has four fruits. My disciples were injured and urgently needed the Tao fruits to refine elixirs to break through the realm and extend their longevity. Tongyang Tianxia is of little use. You and your group are only two Nascent Souls.

Why can't you give me one?"

"My disciple's life is in danger, I hope you can give him more."

Being able to accurately find the location of the Dao tree, and having the ability to deal with the fog with treasured mirrors to break through obstacles, it can be seen that Jiang Mingzhu and his team had made sufficient preparations for their arrival.

The amount of energy this consumes can be understood with a little thought.

However, the spiritual cultivator from the Taoist sect first watched in the dark with bad intentions, and then was at a disadvantage, but then asked Jiang Mingzhu to give up a fruit, without saying a word about using his own resources in exchange.

Pei Xihe really finds this kind of person funny. If he had a big fist and defeated them all and then took them by force, they wouldn't be able to say no. But now they are so arrogant even though they are clearly at a disadvantage. Could it be that they think that the Taoist sect takes its face seriously?

That big?

Jiang Mingzhu heard his words, her amber eyes were crystal clear, her face was calm, and her lips were smiling.

"Then just tell him to die."

He's not her disciple, so what if it's ten times or a hundred times worse? It's a joke.

"Your Majesty Huizhen, if he doesn't retreat, kill him."

These words were like sharp thorns, piercing Qiming's heart with torrential anger. However, a Yuanying junior dared to speak to him like this, but what was even sharper were the layers of sword shadows wielded by Jiang Changyin.

At this moment, Pei Xihe's body suddenly rose up, and fine black-gold runes appeared around her body. They were Shenwu's extremely fast magical power. She was so fast that she slashed them down with a knife, and the true meaning of immortality was like a long dragon out of the sea.

This opportunity was only possible because of Jiang Mingzhu's kindness. How could she stand aside and do nothing and enjoy the benefits in the end?

In addition to the vines, the spiritual cultivator named Qi Ming came quietly and quietly with his aura just now, intending to take advantage of the chaos to seize the fruit of the Tao tree. As soon as she sensed it, Lei Ting took action.

Pei Xihe's whole body was full of magical power, and at first glance he seemed to have the same power as any other spiritual cultivator.

At the place where the blade struck, the calm space was suddenly like a mirror that had been severely damaged by a sharp object, showing a large number of cracks that were as dense as a spider web.

Bang!

The concealment technique was blown away, revealing the hidden figure inside.

It was a god incarnation, exactly the demon cultivator that Jiang Mingzhu had noticed before! This demon cultivator was transformed into a human body. He was seven feet tall and extremely burly. His muscles were like a horned dragon, and his face was covered with a layer of leopard print, making him look extremely wild.

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Behind him was a golden elixir realm tiger demon, covered in pure white hair.

Pei Xihe's long sword suddenly came out, transforming into thousands of astonishing swords. Golden flames were attached around his body, burning hot, causing the demon cultivator to tremble from his bloodline body.

The demon god comes to the world, and all demons bow their heads!

The leopard-print demon cultivator's mana was suppressed, and he had to fight in a panic. Jiang Mingzhu stood in the distance, and a cyan bracelet on her wrist suddenly glowed with a dark light.

Babel vine, green silk!

Like a spiritual snake, the sharp vine tip of the green silk actually shuttled directly into the void, appeared on the body of the demon tiger, and then transformed into three, three into thousands, wrapping it tightly in an instant.

Although the demon tiger tried its best to resist, and there seemed to be a mysterious power resurrected in the body to help it, Jiang Mingzhu was a Nascent Soul cultivator and suppressed it easily.
Chapter completed!