Every cause must bear fruit, your catastrophe is me

Wu Yuantong controls a silver-white abacus instrument, and every time the abacus is flicked on it, a powerful move will be released.

Or blazing flames, or killing the sky with poison, or fierce swords, guns, swords and halberds.

But in front of the branches of the ancient tree, all of them are useless. The ability to distort and vibrate the space cannot be blocked by magical weapons and martial arts.

"Go quickly, only by uniting can there be a way to survive."

"Damn dryad!"

The green-robed old man also made a decisive decision, preparing to bring together a group of casual cultivators and the disciples of the three sects to fight against the ancient tea tree of enlightenment.

But just as he flew halfway, two branches swept towards him, one crazily smashed the two magic weapons blocked in front of him, and the other directly hit him.

The green-robed old man didn't even finish his sentence, the volley burst from the whipping, and the blood rained down.

But the momentum of the branches remained undiminished, and continued to attack madly with great momentum.

As for Tang Yin, when the green-robed old man flew towards the disciples of the third sect, he also entered the ancient tree attack circle again, moving along with the old man's movements.

The ancient tree was full of hatred for him, so it was natural to attack him crazily, but since the old man stood in front, it naturally became the first to attack the old man.

In Gu Shu's heart, he didn't pay attention to the old man in green robe at all. It only cared about Tang Yin, the 'thief' who picked off its nine top-quality leaves.

"Everyone gathers, only by uniting together can we defeat the tree demon and get the tea leaves!"

Tang Yin rushed into the team of the three disciples in a flash, and shouted loudly at the same time.

However, his sudden entry made the disciples of the three sects almost attack him.

Fortunately, everyone still heard what he said, and each other hesitated for a while, and finally united together.

The next moment, tree branches swarmed frantically, covering the sky and covering the ground.

Now the disciples of the three sects did not have the idea of ​​plotting against Tang Yin any more, the most urgent task was to block the attack of the ancient tree.

Boom!

The branches of the ancient tree are overwhelming, and they have evolved and grown rapidly. Each branch is like a huge python, tangles, kills, and pierces towards this direction frantically.

"My magic weapon!"

"Help!"

"I fought with you!"

The defensive formation composed of dozens of magic weapons was shattered in an instant, and the next moment, a thousand and three disciples were attacked by the branches and shattered to pieces.

Some ruthless people flew directly towards the branches and blew themselves up on the way.

This caused damage to the branches. The cultivator who blew himself up was a middle-aged man in the Nascent Soul Realm.

The two branches that struck him were blown off on the spot. Although the branches were not broken into powder, they were also torn apart and fell to the ground one by one.

"Run!"

"The target of the ancient tree is not ours, get out quickly!"

At this time, the casual cultivators flew back one after another, with expressions of fear and joy on their faces.

Just now, the ancient tree seemed to have forgotten them, and all the branches rolled towards the disciples of the three sects, and they naturally got a breathing space.

Tang Yinze ran towards the group of casual cultivators in great strides, his aura rising all the way, every step he stepped on the ground could leave a deep footprint on the ground.

His body is also like a gust of wind with layers of afterimages, and he looks like he is waving his hands while running, as if wishing his parents would have two more legs.

"Don't come!"

"do not come!"

"Damn it, don't come here!"

But a group of casual cultivators looked full of fear, and the people in front screamed again and again in horror.

Because dozens of branches were chasing after Tang Yin, and those branches that looked like pythons obviously took him as their target.

"Don't come here!"

At this moment, the group of casual cultivators became terrified, and some even manipulated magic weapons to hit Tang Yin.

Seeing this, Tang Yin didn't care about Sanqi 21, holding his head with both hands, and rushed towards the magic weapon, and the magic weapon hit him, causing a burst of flames and explosions.

But he still couldn't stop his body, and Tang Yin directly passed through the crowd, and even the two monks who were standing in front of him were knocked backwards and flew to both sides.

"Oops!"

In the next moment, dozens of branches swept over, and the monks along the way were torn apart as if they were paper, and blood was splashed in the air.

Before the remaining monks recovered from the great fear of life and death, they saw Tang Yin running in a circle behind them.

"Damn, you, you are killing us!"

"The target is him, the target of the ancient tea tree is him!"

Finally, a monk discovered the problem. Dozens of ancient tea tree branches had been chasing and killing Tang Yin.

Someone begged him brokenly, but it was too late.

Rumbling, more than a dozen monks shattered in the air again.

"Forgive me, don't come near me."

The remaining monks collapsed, and ran out quickly, crying and shouting.

There was even a young monk with tears all over his face, shouting loudly that his mother should go home, which showed that his heart had completely collapsed.

A group of monks had rushed out of the attack range of the ancient tea tree, and Tang Yin had no one to trap, so he could only rush out sullenly.

Although after a while, the power of the branches of the ancient tea tree has dropped significantly, and several branches have been destroyed.

But Tang Yin still didn't want to fight with him, fighting in Bengbu would only benefit the fisherman.

"You harmed us, the target of the ancient tea tree is you!"

"Damn it, why did you rush towards us just now?"

As soon as Tang Yin rushed out, a group of angry monks glared at him one after another, and some even came to kill him.

"The Great Sun Tathagata Fist!"

Tang Yin blasted out with a fist, the power of the sky thunder swarmed out, and the wind of the fist rose like a scorching sun.

The monk who rushed forward was blasted by Tang Yin's punch, and the other two frantically used their magical powers to block the wind of the fist, but they were also stung by the thunder from the wind of fist and howled loudly.

"kill him!"

A group of monks were furious, and while dodging the orbit of the scorching fist wind, they also started to shoot at Tang Yin.

"burst!"

At this time Tang Yin said in a deep voice.

The fist wind that was rushing forward suddenly exploded, and the spiritual energy rose and the air waves rolled, and the monks who were closer were directly blown to pieces.

The ones that were farther away were tumbling and flying out in the air waves.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

"Speak up if you have something to say, we are all casual cultivators, don't fight each other."

Some people were angry and continued to rush towards Tang Yin, and some people were afraid, watching Tang Yin with vigilance and saying good things.

"Isn't this what you want? Don't you want this magic weapon of the treasure level?"

Tang Yin said disdainfully, and released the Qiqiao Linglong Pagoda with his left hand, and set up a wind and thunder array in front of him, covering several monks who rushed in.

Smoke rose from the formation, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and then there were bursts of screams.

"Forgive me!"

Panicked and begging voices came and went in the formation, and the monks trapped in the formation also fell into despair.

It's not that Fenglei Town can do anything to them, but that their magical weapons were all destroyed in the battle with the ancient tree.

Unless it's physical training, the general monk's combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced without the magic weapon.