Daoist friend, you are a treasure, let me refine it for you

The roots that filled the entire room disappeared quickly when they encountered the sword light, just like ice and snow melting.

In a moment, half of the roots turned into a pile of debris.

"It looks intimidating, but there is no resistance at all. How did Heng Shang get caught?"

The roots that did not react to the sword light and let it cut them down made Xinming feel a little too relaxed. Even if she was in the middle stage of foundation building and had a high-level spiritual weapon, the sky-breaking sword, these roots should not have no reaction at all. For Heng Shang to be able to do it, she should have the strength close to the foundation building stage.

Not long after, the roots in the room turned into a pile of sticky debris, covering the ankles.

Xinming floated in, and Jiang Yu looked at Zhiyi who was in a coma. The injuries on his body from the previous research and dissection had recovered, and he was lying on the ground half-sunk in the sticky juice.

"They are still breathing. They are fine." Jiang Yu tiptoed into the house and checked the situation of Zhi Yi and others. As long as they are not dead, they can recover by relying on the physical condition of the fairy tree. "Wait, what are you doing?" Turning his head, the scene in front of him was shocking. Xinming split Heng Shang's head with a long sword and kept groping with a gray-white object. What's going on? Heng Shang doesn't seem to be dead just now. Even if he is dead, is it necessary to open his head? "After destroying those roots, his body is rapidly disintegrating. I am saving him. Fortunately, you let me come here." Xinming responded while his hands kept moving. Finally, he found a thumb-sized thing and put it away before he breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, it's settled. The promise I made before is also valid. I will take you away from the Sky-breaking Sword Sect, and you will give me the skills of the Baiyi Sect."

"I think it's not over yet, you should leave with your sect."

The feeling of uneasiness in my heart did not diminish because the roots were destroyed, but continued to grow.

"Not over?"

When Xinming finished speaking, the ground began to vibrate slightly.

Then, thick roots suddenly rushed out of the ground, and they began to entangle with each other and gradually formed a structure like a tree trunk. Several branches grew out, and new buds sprouted on them, which looked full of vitality.

When the new buds appeared, spiritual pressure began to appear around them. Although it was very weak, it only made the spiritual energy in the space stagnate slightly, but the spiritual pressure was gradually increasing, as if a foundation-building cultivator was approaching with spiritual pressure.

Of course, it was not a foundation-building cultivator who came in front of him, but the "tree" in front of him was increasing at an explosive speed.

"Is this something from the Baiyi School? It looks a bit like something from the Huayao School. It's a sword that breaks through the sky, but not a sword that changes into the Dao."

Xinming was on full alert. The huge tree trunk broke through the Remnant Pavilion and continued to grow upwards. Its aura was also increasing. It had to be stopped as soon as possible.

The sword that breaks through the sky disappeared into space and soon stretched out from the inside of the tree trunk. The moment the hole was broken, a large amount of sap came out.

The long sword appeared and disappeared, constantly appearing in various places on the tree trunk. Each wound was very large and had a tendency to connect to each other. Once connected, the giant tree could be cut off and collapsed.

Another root stem stretched out from the side of Xinming and suddenly whipped. Countless buds grew on it. When it touched the body of the cultivator, it began to grow wildly and tried to drill into the body.

In a hurry, Xinming was bound by the root stem. Not only the buds, but the root stem itself began to turn into a snake shape, and the snake head emerged and began to bite.

"If you want to climb the tower, break the darkness and the first light!"

A dazzling and hot beam of light hit the root stem, and a charred smoke rose.

After changing his technique, this was the first time that Jiang Yu used a technique containing the essence of the sun in actual combat, but it did not produce any effect. After all, this was only a Qi-refining technique. The root could bind Xinming, so it must have a body at the foundation-building level.

He himself did not think that he could defeat this section of the root with this technique.

Swish!

Being attacked, this section of the root split into a part and came towards Jiang Yu.

"Sure enough, even I can attack. It is just a wrong product, and it may not have the same restrictions as the creation of Yishu."

Seeing the root coming towards him, Jiang Yu immediately performed the Molten Fire Style and the Stepping Fire Style, covering his whole body with the technique, and his speed increased sharply.

It was enough to attract a part of the root to reduce the pressure on Xinming.

At present, all the chips can only be placed on Xinming. After seeing Xinming's strength, the current situation should still be within her range of handling.

In the remnant pavilion, which was occupied by the tree trunk, Jiang Yu tried his best. The speed of the root behind him was also getting faster and faster, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

"The spiritual pressure around is getting stronger and stronger."

Even though he was accelerating in an overdraft way, Jiang Yu could still feel that his speed was getting slower and slower.

The giant tree in the center was still growing... or it was growing at full strength. The root that was attacking them at the moment only occupied a very small part of its power.

"This thing has too strong vitality. The wound of the Huadao Sword seems to have no effect on it at all."

Xinming's voice came. At this moment, she cut off the root that bound her, and clenched the long sword in her hand. A flash of sword light cut off the small root that was chasing Jiang Yu.

"Give up. This was originally at least a Nascent Soul level. Although it was born by other means, it should not be difficult to surpass the foundation."

Looking at the appearance of the giant tree, it is getting closer and closer to the appearance of the mother of the immortal tree. The roots that filled the room at the beginning were actually just an illusion. In fact, the real part had already drilled into the ground and grew to this extent in a very short time.

"Nascent Soul... The ultimate skill of the Blood Inheritance School is to be born with a Nascent Soul, and it also needs to absorb a lot of spiritual energy during the gestation. But there is no spiritual energy under the Sky Breaking Sword Sect that can support the Nascent Soul, and even the strength in front of us should not be able to support it."

Xinming was slightly stunned, and then looked at the giant tree in front of him. The breath was still increasing at a steady and gradually increasing speed.

How could it be possible to nurture such an existence without swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?

"Don't question it when the facts are in front of you. You will have plenty of time to figure it out later. Take us away now. If I can't fly, I would have left long ago."

Seeing that Xinming was still stunned by the skills, Jiang Yu stepped forward and kicked him unceremoniously. If the giant tree finished growing and dealt with them with all his strength, they could be together as tree fertilizer in this ten thousand feet underground.

"I understand. I'll leave now, but wait for me for a moment. I need to take some things with me."

Xinming came back to his senses, and the Sky-breaking Sword became bigger. He took Jiang Yu and Zhi Yi with him and left the Remnant Pavilion quickly.

Then, Xinming kept collecting ancient books, soul jade slips, and other things that looked like rags from various places in the sect into his storage ring.

At the same time, when he met some disciples, Xinming also took their heads without hesitation, gradually piling up a small pile on the sword.