The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

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"Asshole, what the **** is this?"

Somewhere in the ancient bamboo forest, an old figure shouted angrily, because he had just fallen behind in a frontal physical power competition and took two more steps back than the opponent.

If someone is not far from here, you will find that the aura of this old man at the moment is extremely majestic, even more powerful than the geniuses from the three top forces.

And not far in front of this old man, there is also a firewood phantom with an extremely terrifying aura, and the power emanating from it is much stronger than those 7th-Rank Immortals.

The reason why this old man was so angry was that he himself was very good at physical strength, and now he was actually lost to a phantom of the same level, which was simply unbearable.

This powerful old man came to the ancient bamboo forest this time not because of the extreme fire of wood, but for Yunxiao.

Ran Hao, who took the initiative to make friends with Yun Xiao, was his secret arrangement.

It's just that he didn't expect that when he came to the ancient bamboo forest to block Yunxiao this time, he would still have such an unexpected joy. His current focus has changed from killing Yunxiao to collecting Wood's Extreme Fire.

No matter how abhorrent a Yunxiao is, there is no such thing as the temptation of a godlike wood fire. What's more, it is very possible to kill two birds with one stone. Killing and stealing treasures are both right. Why not do it?

The man behind the scenes with great confidence, after the end of the ancient war phantom, did not neglect too much, unexpectedly strayed into the big formation, and is still caught in this dilemma.

That powerful Firewood Phantom, whose strength is not below this old man, was just because of the physical strength of the competition, and this was the real reason for his bad mood.

But with the firewood phantom standing in front of him, it was impossible for the old man to get rid of it at all, so he could only actively challenge. In his opinion, this should be an important hurdle to enter the ancient battlefield ruins.

…………

In the ancient bamboo forest, screams one after another.

At this moment, the powerhouses of the Fourth Stage Immortal Venerable, except for Ran Hao's support of Yunxiao, were almost all dead. Some fifth-rank Immortal Venerable practitioners were also killed by life after persisting for a while.

Due to the distance between them, these undead human cultivators only heard some vague screams, but did not discover something deeper.

The human cultivators who were bombarded by the Huomu phantom were not directly burned into a pile of ashes like some low-grade immortals before, but fell onto the ground below.

Below these human corpses, the roots of countless green bamboos broke out of the soil, and then inserted into the bodies of those corpses, as if they were drawing the power of blood in these corpses.

Lines of red lines resemble blood vessels, using green bamboo rhizomes as the medium, flow quickly towards a certain part of the ground. Every time a human cultivator dies, the flow rate of these red lines will increase by a few minutes.

Especially when a powerhouse of the Sixth Stage Immortal Venerable was also killed by a firewood phantom, it made the entire green bamboo forest a kind of joy.

A strong **** atmosphere permeates the core of the ancient bamboo forest, and some astonishing changes will take place at some point, and the existence in the dark obviously needs more human blood as the nourishment to restore strength.

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"Damn it, when will these ghosts disappear?"

Somewhere in the ancient bamboo forest, the green bamboo was once again struck by the firewood phantom of the seventh-rank immortal, and his face was distorted and deformed with anger. This may be the most awkward fight he has fought since he cultivated spiritual wisdom. .

But just now, Yun Xiao blasted and killed the fourth-rank Immortal Venerable's lesson, so Qingzhu understood that even if he killed the seventh-rank Immortal Venerable's phantom, another seventh-rank Immortal Venerable would appear and continue to attack him.

However, this endless battle caused a lot of energy consumption in Qingzhu's body. He knew that if he continued like this, he might really be slaughtered.

"Soon!"

When Qing Zhu just asked this question, Yun Xiao suddenly said two words in the interface, drawing the eyes of Qing Zhu and Ran Hao to this side.

I saw Yun Xiao contending with the powerful 6th-Rank Immortal Venerable phantom, while turning his gaze under the soles of his feet, lightly grind his right foot, as if feeling something.

"It should be almost consumed, right?"

With Yunxiao's sensing ability, the energy of those firewood phantoms can naturally be sensed, and it is not endless. After this period of battle, these firewood phantoms also have a great consumption.

Yun Xiao has been waiting for a critical point. If these phantoms were really made by Extreme Fire of Wood, there must be a limit. Otherwise, Extreme Fire of Wood will most likely suffer in the end.

Others can't sense the abnormal movement under the ground, but Yun Xiao's soul power is so powerful, even if it is only some cryptic induction, he can guess some real things.

According to Yun Xiao's guess, the **** air under the ground is extremely strong, probably because of the blood of the human cultivators who died in the ancient bamboo forest, which made him feel a faint anxiety.

"Could it be that Wood's Extreme Fire is to use these human bloodlines to restore its strength?"

Thinking of this possibility, Yun Xiao's expression turned ugly again.

Because he had seen the phantom of the previous battle with his own eyes, if the wood's extreme fire was really restored to the level of the first-grade **** emperor, then they should wash and sleep early.

This may be the biggest conspiracy hidden under the ancient bamboo formation. During this time, there have never been more human practitioners who have come to the ancient bamboo forest. How much effect can these powerful bloodlines achieve?

boom!

Yun Xiao's thoughts turned, but the movement in his hands didn't stop at the slightest, but when he banged against the sixth-grade Immortal Venerable phantom again, his eyes stunned.

"Disappeared?"

It turned out that under Yun Xiao's fist, the sixth-rank Immortal Venerable phantom that had been blasted back a few steps, after shaking for a while, finally dissipated, as if it had never appeared in the ancient bamboo forest.

puff! puff!

At the same time, the two firewood phantoms that were fighting against Ran Hao Qingzhu also burst into an energy aura, but this energy aura did not dissipate, but returned to the green bamboo.

Yun Xiao felt clearly, or he deliberately sensed that the phantom energy that returned to the green bamboo branches fell directly into the ground along the green bamboo stems, dispersed into countless roots, and finally Disappear.

"Sure enough, I refuse to waste a single bit!"

Yun Xiao, who sensed these, was undoubtedly more sure about the guess he had just now.

At the same time, his heart became gloomy again, because he didn't know how much strength the Extreme Wood would recover?

As Yun Xiao's phantom on their side dissipated, the phantom in the entire ancient bamboo forest also disappeared. This made the cultivators who were on the edge of life and death greatly relieved.

It's just that they can imagine that the three successive appearances of murderous formations made it so that in this ancient bamboo forest, there is no longer any low-grade immortal cultivator, or even the fourth-grade immortal cultivator.

Among the remaining cultivators, aside from Ran Hao, a guy with extremely good luck, at least they are also the powerhouses of the Fifth-Rank Immortal Venerable, and even the outstanding ones.

Even the Sixth-Rank Immortal Venerable, several died in the hands of the previous phantoms, it was like a big brush stained with blood, brushing all those overpowering guys into hell.

The three people, Xu Liangyi and Cao Xiwen, who were originally infinitely confident, now no longer have the arrogance that they used to be, and the phantom of the Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable has also caused them great trouble.

Therefore, the geniuses of these three top forces, all have an extreme guard in their hearts.

Because they were not sure, in this ancient bamboo forest, things that threatened them would appear again.

Rushing...

The cultivators everywhere in the ancient bamboo forest were breathing heavily, guarding against possible danger. At this moment, the entire ancient bamboo forest was blowing in a breeze, causing the bamboo branches to make a special sound.

A super genius like Xu Liangyi immediately sealed his ears with his face solemnly, for fear that it was an alternative sound wave attack that might even affect his soul.

However, the sound of the shaking of the bamboo forest is actually not a bit offensive. Under the dignified look of the cultivators, the entire ancient bamboo forest has undergone tremendous changes.

I saw the green bamboos in front of each cultivator. They were quietly separated under the rustle of bamboo leaves. After a while, a path several feet wide appeared in front of them.

This weird path has been extending towards the depths of the ancient bamboo forest, and there is no end in sight at a glance. Because the sky is mostly blocked, it looks a little lifeless.

"This is... Huangquan Road?"

One of the fifth-grade immortal cultivators who had survived by chance, looked at the ghostly path and couldn't help but shiver.

The first thing that appeared in his mind was the Huangquan Road that was said to be taken only after death.

Including the geniuses of the three top forces, or Yun Xiao, all the cultivators did not step into that path in the first time.

After the previous changes, they have a natural fear of this ancient bamboo forest.

Who knows if it is a real Huangquan Road, if you step in, it will turn around, and you will be lost in this ancient bamboo forest. I am afraid that it will be more difficult to accept than the fierce battle like before.

Hum!

And just when everyone was cowering, a majestic and somewhat familiar energy wave suddenly came from the other direction of the deep path, making them all thoughtful.

"This is... the breath of Wood's Extreme Fire?"

Zhao Songbai, who had been following Xu Liang, couldn't help exclaiming.

He is not unfamiliar with that breath now, it is exactly the fetish of his uncle's dream.

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