Celestial being

"Yes, Master." The old man in black robe replied, and immediately turned around and walked towards the door of the secret room.

Yuan Ming raised his hand to remove the restriction and followed with Huazhi.

They passed through the corridors and headed deeper underground. Along the way, they encountered many Wuyue Sect disciples who were escaping hastily. However, when they saw the old man in black robes, they all saluted in a panic and called out "Pan" Captain".

Under Yuan Ming's instructions, the old man in black robes would utter one word concisely every time: "Get out!"

Those disciples usually ran away as if they were being pardoned, and few among them dared to ask more questions. Only an elder in black robe saw that something was wrong and stepped forward to inquire. Naturally, he was killed by Yuan Ming with a punch without hesitation.

In less than a cup of tea, they went all the way down and arrived at a spacious and empty underground hall.

At the entrance of the hall, there was a black light restriction, which was easily unlocked by Elder Panji.

When they entered the hall, Yuan Ming saw a hemispherical forbidden light curtain with a radius of ten feet in the center of the hall, lying upside down on the ground.

There were colorful lights floating on it, and it exuded an extremely rich and restraining power. It was hazy inside, and it was impossible to see clearly what was inside.

"Open the restriction here." Yuan Ming ordered.

"Master, I only have the forbidden key to this hall, but not the forbidden key to this formation. Apart from the leader, only Lord Jiuyin can open this formation." Elder Panji said with hollow eyes and a dull tone.

"Go and force it open." Yuan Ming frowned slightly when he heard this.

"Yes." Elder Panji responded.

After saying that, he stepped forward, raised his hand and waved, and a dark spiral-shaped cone appeared in his palm.

The body of the cone is engraved with dense runes, exuding a sharp aura.

"Get up." Elder Panji shouted in a low voice.

With his hands clasped in front of him, the black pointed cone rose into the air and spun rapidly between his hands.

As the pointed cone continued to spin, the runes on it lit up one after another, and a sharp and sharp force continued to gather from the spiral cone body to the tip of the cone.

Elder Panji danced his hands, poured all his mana into the sharp cone, and said numbly: "Go."

The next moment, the black cone turned into a black light and shot out suddenly, hitting the restricted light curtain.

There was a "boom" sound!

The forbidden light curtain was impacted and deformed violently. The place where the black light struck was sunk into a deep pit, and it was about to burst.

But at this moment, a circle of runes lit up on the ground below the light curtain, and then, an earthy yellow halo rose and merged into the light curtain.

The restricted light curtain, which was already on the verge of collapse, suddenly radiated light and expanded suddenly.

The multicolored rays of light soaring into the sky expanded outward, and the black pointed cone immediately bounced back.

Elder Panji was hit by this force and flew out with a "bang", hitting the stone wall heavily.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Ming raised his hand and punched forward, dispersing the force of the impact.

"What a powerful restriction." Seeing this, Huazhi couldn't help but clicked his tongue.

Yuan Ming raised his eyebrows, with a look of relief in his eyes.

Just now he carefully observed Elder Panji breaking the ban, and he had basically figured out what the ban was about.

This formation has two levels of power: defense and counterattack. After all, Elder Panji lost due to lack of strength, so he failed to break the formation before it counterattacked.

He stepped forward and used the Demonic Elephant Prison Suppression Technique, mobilizing the energy and blood in his body to run wildly. Red steam came out all over his body. He raised his fists, took a step forward, and at the same time bombarded the restricted light curtain.

There was a loud "boom"!

A huge bloody elephant condensed out and rushed towards the restricted light curtain.

As the earth shook and the mountains shook, although the colorful forbidden light curtain did not sink as before, the light flowing on its surface was moving randomly, and its rhythm had obviously been disrupted.

The punch failed to break away, as Yuan Ming expected.

Therefore, he didn't stop, and immediately stepped forward and punched out again.

Under the collision of the bloody elephant, a layer of paint seemed to have been knocked off the restricted light curtain. A large number of colorful lights fell off, revealing a layer of dim earth-yellow light below.

However, it has still not been breached.

At this time, the halo on the ground lit up, a circle of runic light surged up, and the magic circle's counterattack was about to launch.

But at this moment, Yuan Ming had already approached the magic circle. In order to be quick, he punched out his fist with less than 50% of the power again, making a roar.

The yellow light rising from the ground stopped abruptly, and the colorful forbidden light curtain also shattered.

As the little bits of brilliant light dissipated, the restricted scene was finally no longer blurry, and was revealed bit by bit in front of Yuan Ming's eyes.

On the ground there, there was an ancient black tree that was as curved as a horned dragon. It was more than several feet tall. The crown of the tree stretched like a canopy and was covered with dense black leaves.

Yuan Ming frowned and felt a little surprised when he felt the rich vitality coming from the tree.

At this time, he suddenly raised his brows, as if he had discovered something, and quickly walked around the black ancient tree towards the other side of it.

As a result, he saw that on the other side of the tree trunk, a piece of the tree was sunken, and in the sunken tree hole, a person was curled up and reclining.

Half of the man's body was embedded in the tree hole, his hands were intertwined and pressed on his chest, and his face was also buried in the tree hole. He was covered in darkness and seemed to be integrated with the entire tree.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Ming couldn't help but feel his scalp tightening, which reminded him of the Immortal Tree.

When he practiced the Jumang Ling Jue before, he also merged with the immortal tree. The situation was very similar to the scene before him.

However, before he could distinguish it carefully, Qiye's voice rang in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Magic Cloud Tree, how come there is a Magic Cloud Tree here?" His voice was full of incredulity and surprise.

"You said the tree in front of you is the Demonic Cloud Tree? Isn't it the Immortal Tree?" Yuan Ming asked via voice transmission.

"You have merged with the Immortal Tree, so you still can't tell what the Immortal Tree is? I can tell you for sure that the tree in front of you is definitely the Demon Cloud Tree." Qiye said with a smile.

"The Demon Cloud Tree should be found only in your demon world, right? What are its characteristics?" Yuan Ming asked.

"Even in the demon world, this demon cloud tree is a very unique existence. It not only contains extremely strong vitality, but can also swallow the vitality of heaven and earth and transform it into demonic energy."

When Yuan Ming heard this, he didn't pay too much attention to it, but the black man embedded in the tree really made him feel a little uncomfortable.

So he activated the Demonic Elephant's Prison Suppressing Skill again and punched it.

The giant bloody elephant raised its trunk and roared, charging towards the magic cloud tree, its majestic momentum causing the void to vibrate.

The Demonic Cloud Tree seemed to have sensed a crisis. The tree body trembled, and billowing demonic energy emitted from the trunk and leaves at the same time. Combined with a layer of gray light, it formed a barrier to block the outside.

However, Yuan Ming, who had become a half-demon, had no power left in this punch, and the power of the punch was simply unstoppable.

There was a loud "bang" sound.

The black barrier that had just been formed shattered the moment the giant elephant hit it.

The billowing demonic energy was disturbed by the fist wind and dispersed in all directions.

Yuan Ming frowned and punched out again.

This time, there was no demonic energy surging around the tree to form a barrier, but Yuan Ming was surprised to find that the black figure embedded in the tree suddenly moved.

At some point, the man turned around from a crouched posture facing the tree to a posture covering his ears with his hands and facing Yuan Ming.

His body was thin, his face was gaunt, his frowning brows, and his slightly distorted facial features showed that he seemed to be enduring some kind of unspeakable pain.

Amidst the whistling sound, Yuan Ming's fist dispersed the demonic energy and headed straight for the man's head.

But at this moment, the figure who was sitting motionless and almost lifeless suddenly twitched his eyelids and opened his eyes.

Yuan Ming only saw his withered lips move up and down a few times, and the punch he struck at the opponent disappeared into the void with a pop.

In the midst of surprise, Yuan Ming's eyes met the eyes of the black figure.

They were a pair of eyes as black as ink, with no white pupils visible. The black mist in the pupils was constantly flowing, like two bottomless whirlpools.

For a moment, Yuan Ming felt as if his soul was about to fly out of the sea of ​​consciousness, and he had an uncontrollable desire for those two black mist whirlpools, as if he felt that that was where he would rest.

"I really want to go..." A sigh came from the soul.

Yuan Ming suddenly woke up, his majestic soul power running wildly, and he instantly broke free from the almost instinctive desire.

He quickly looked away, not daring to look at him again. He immediately turned his wrist, grasped the Soul-Destroying Sword, and slashed out at the strange figure.

I saw a black sword light sweeping out, turning into an arc in mid-air and flying towards the black figure.

There was no sparkle in the eyes of the withered figure, and his lips licked a few times, and the sword light that flew in front of him "popped" again and dissipated out of thin air.

When Yuan Ming saw this situation, his scalp felt numb.

Just now, he didn't see the black figure take action at all, and he didn't even feel any mana fluctuations emanating from his body.

But how is this done?

Puzzled, Yuan Ming did not dare to move forward anymore. Instead, he raised his fingertips to condense a ball of flame, which quickly grew in size, and the surrounding temperature suddenly rose.

As Yuan Ming raised one hand, the fireball whirred towards the black figure.

The fireball paused briefly as it seemed to be blocked by something, a few feet in front of the black figure.

Yuan Ming didn't wait for the black figure to use that weird ability again, and immediately shouted: "Explode".

The next moment, the Explosion Technique suddenly activated, the blazing fireball exploded, and the sky was filled with flames. An extremely hot power spread out, rolling up a wave of scorching air.

Yuan Ming integrated the power of the sun on the basis of the explosive technique, so he had such power.