After ten breaths of silence, Wu Tong recovered from the shock and understood why neither the Golden Light Man nor the old man with swordsman ignored him.

"I didn't expect that I, a great Mahayana monk, would one day become an ant in the eyes of others!"

When he was talking to himself, Wu Tong couldn't help but look unwilling to show his expression on his face, but soon he sighed dejectedly. After all, the methods shown by both sides were really too terrifying!

After a while, Wu Tong looked at the Hei Ling Muxin who was slowly healing, showing a hint of regret.

Although he did not know the origin of the small sword that the old man with swordsman finally took, he was not unaware of it.

It can be said that this sword is the reliance for their Wood Clan to rise back then!

Once the Black Spirit Holy Tree grows, it can be comparable to the middle-stage Mahayana monks. However, under normal circumstances, this process is extremely slow, and the later stages, the more dynamic the earth veins gather.

So logically speaking, when the Wood Clan was weak, it was impossible for the surrounding tribe to be successfully cultivated!

However, the Wood Clan had the opportunity to obtain the milky white sword and used secret techniques to help the half-made Black Spirit Holy Tree absorb and refine the spiritual energy of the sword.

This is why the Black Spirit Holy Tree has grown in a very short time and has been protecting the Wood Clan to this day!

But it’s a pity that after cultivating a Black Spirit Holy Tree, the spiritual energy that can be absorbed in this sword has been consumed.

Although this sword can regain a trace of spiritual energy every once in a while, no matter what method the Wood tribe uses, it cannot shorten the time, so it can only accumulate these spiritual energy in tens of thousands of years to cultivate the small holy tree.

Otherwise, with the size of a small tribe of the Wood Clan, how could there be nearly forty small holy trees in the clan?

You know, once these spiritual trees grow, they are all Mahayana-level existences!

However, Wu Tong is not sad about the loss of this sword now. After all, although this sword is a treasure, their wooden clan really cannot use it.

Even if it continues to be kept in the clan, it will only allow a small holy tree to be added in the clan every ten thousand years, which will not bring any improvement in strength at all.

"It's better if this sword is lost like this, so it won't make our clan worry about it all the time. However, the energy of the holy tree has been damaged, so the evacuation has to be advanced!"

After Wu Tong frowned, he had no intention of tracing any party.

After saying that, he flashed and exited the Black Spirit Space.

......

At the same time, although Luo Hong was in the wooden house, she had opened her eyes, she had no intention of getting up.

"This person is definitely not a real immortal in trouble! But why is he so anxious to go back even though he knows that he will return to the real immortal realm for a lifetime?

Could it be that something huge happened in the True Immortal Realm?!"

Luo Hong immediately frowned and guessed.

As for Fan Mengyi, he was not very worried at this moment.

After all, after this contact, Luo Hong discovered that the old man with swordsman was not a vicious person, otherwise he would not have been holding back at his incarnation.

In addition, his method of taking the milky white sword from Hei Lingmu's heart can also prove this.

If he was willing to be able to absolutely have a thread of law, crack the black spirit wood heart in half, and take the treasure and leave.

However, he chose a slower method, obviously not wanting to crack the Black Spirit Holy Tree to death.

However, judging from his supernatural powers, Luo Hong does not think that his move is entirely based on kindness. The more reason should be that he does not want to involve too many causes and effects!

But no matter what, since the old man had the intention to make Fan Mengyi the successor of his robe, even if he would fall into a very dangerous situation after returning to the True Immortal Realm, he would arrange Fan Mengyi in a safe place.

Therefore, Luo Hong doesn’t have to worry about Fan Mengyi’s safety anymore, but...

"My disciple actually ascended to the immortal world earlier than me. I am afraid that no one will believe this if you say it!"

After whispering inwardly, Luo Hong no longer thought about it, but she also secretly decided to practice the Spiritual and Heavenly Art during the period of ambushing the Skeleton True Immortal.

Obviously, the appearance of the old man with swordsmanship made Luo Hong, who had relaxed after advancing to Mahayana, feel a sense of urgency again!

"Senior Luo, there is something wrong!"

Just as Luo Hong was feeling, Hua Xin suddenly transmitted a voice.

Luo Hong immediately cheered up and walked out of the house while sending a voice to ask:

"What's wrong?"

"Just just now, I received the order, saying that I would take these Holy Spirit disciples to the holy tree immediately!"

Huaxin replied quickly.

"Ha, then Wu Tong is decisive!

Don't worry, we will act according to the order for the time being. When it's time to take action, I will remind you."

Luo Hong was not surprised at all. After all, the black spirit wood heart was broken so big that the holy tree would soon show a downward trend, and the front-line war would inevitably be greatly affected. If you do not evacuate at this time, you will not be able to leave if you are not good!

"yes!"

Huaxin agreed immediately.

So, when Luo Hong came out, everyone had already lined up to set off.

Seeing this, Luo Hong walked into the team without saying a word, and then everyone turned into a thick light and headed towards the main trunk of the Black Spirit Holy Tree.

Soon, a group of more than a hundred people came to the front of the holy tree.

However, they were not the fastest. As early as when they arrived, there were four other teams of almost all personnel waiting here.

In front of everyone, there were still some old and young flying, namely the elder Wu Tong and the holy envoy Mu Jiao.

After a while, more than 20 teams arrived. At this moment, Wu Tong spoke:

"The demon clan is powerful and the holy land can no longer be maintained. I ordered you to wait and immediately escort your Holy Spirit disciples and go to the ancestral land according to the route I arranged!"

The situation was urgent, Wu Tong did not drag on it at this moment, and announced the order in one sentence.

Fortunately, most of the Silver-level Wood Clans who led the team guessed their mission, which did not cause much chaos.

"These gangues can provide you with convenience, and you have all taken it!"

Although Mu Jiao was not understanding Wu Tong's sudden decision, he didn't say nonsense at the moment. He threw out more than twenty black stones the size of a fist in a flash.

Seeing that everyone had taken the vein stone, Wu Tong stepped on the ground under his feet.

Suddenly, a huge earth vein teleportation array appeared at the feet of everyone with a blue light.

"Let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blue spiritual light wrapped thousands of people in the array. After a flash, everyone disappeared.

"Mujiao, you go to the front line to supervise the battle. Next, I want to move the holy tree, and that's a small matter!"

Wu Tong ordered again at this time.

"Abide by the great elder's decree!"

Mu Jiao's expression instantly condensed when she heard this. After bowing her hands, she flew outside the pilgrimage ground.

After watching her leave, Wu Tong immediately sat down cross-legged and began to recite the mysterious spell.

Soon, the ground of the holy land swayed violently and quickly scattered towards the outside world.

In just three breaths, the two tribes far away on the front line discovered this strange thing.

However, the sudden increase in the Wood Spirit Realm instantly made the Wood Clan monks awake, and then they launched a fierce attack on the demon army in great joy.

The demon army obviously did not expect such a change. The demon cultivator at the forefront was immediately severed, and the Wood tribe even took back a line of defense.

After reacting, the demon army, which had the advantage in the military, immediately launched a fierce counterattack.

But at this moment, both sides of the fierce battle did not notice that the amplitude of the earth's shock was still growing slowly!

......

Behind the front line of the holy land, a blue light flashed suddenly over the sky of an unknown forest.

The next moment, Luo Hong and his group of more than a hundred people showed their bodies out of thin air!

"Senior Luo, are we leaving the holy land like this?"

Hua Xin thought he was going to be worried in the holy land for a while, but he didn't expect that his butt had been teleported out before it even sat in the hot spot.

"What? Do you want to stay there?"

Luo Hong immediately asked back and spread his right palm at the same time.

"I don't have this intention, just because I'm afraid I'll miss my senior's plan."

Seeing this, Hua Xin immediately understood and handed out the veins and said with a smile.

"How can you miss something? Isn't this coming to your door?"

After taking the vein stone, Luo Hong pinched it hard and crushed the outer layer.

After the stone powder fell, a translucent ball composed of the earth's veins appeared in front of everyone.

Although I can't see clearly, I can vaguely see a spiritual tree about inch tall and a bunch of messy treasures in this ball.

It turned out that Luo Hong, with her sense of the power of space, discovered that the internal space was hidden in it when Mu Jiao took out these veins.

After thinking about it, he realized that Wu Tong wanted them to take the treasures from the holy land back to the ancestral land.

Although Luo Hong held the veins so easily, this stone was actually almost indestructible, and for monks of most races, this stone was of no use.
To be continued...