The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

After killing two black dragons with one sword, Matthew pointed his arm at Long Aotian and uttered the word "go".

Immediately, the giant sword slashed towards Long Aotian.

If he was hit by this sword, even if Long Aotian was at the Nascent Soul stage, he would never be able to escape.

But facing such a fierce attack, Long Aotian still looked calm.

He waved his arm and a ball of black air surged out.

As he pinched his hands, the black air turned into a larger black giant sword.

"Bang."

The two giant swords collided with each other in the air, making bursts of noise.

"Come out, how long are you going to hide here and watch the show?"

Just as Matthew was about to continue to use other means, he heard Long Aotian looking at him and said.

After a slight pause, Matthew immediately realized that Long Aotian was not talking to him.

In an instant, Matthew felt a chill coming from his back and wanted to leave without thinking.

But at this time, a black shadow suddenly appeared.

He grabbed Matthew's neck.

This black shadow turned out to be the black-robed monk who was collecting blood mist on the outer island No. 3.

The moment the black-robed monk grabbed Matthew, a black gas flowed into Matthew's body through his palm.

At the same time, the silver giant sword that was fighting with the black giant sword wailed and turned into its original appearance and fell to the ground.

The black-robed monk swung his arm and threw Matthew directly towards the ancient spirit tree.

When Matthew was about to hit the tree, a vine appeared and quickly wrapped around Matthew.

Then, a large piece of leaves fell and wrapped around Matthew. The vine was retracted and Matthew was hung on a branch.

After dealing with Matthew, the black-robed monk turned around and looked at Long Aotian expressionlessly and said, "It takes you a little long to deal with a Jindan monk."

"Hehe, shouldn't we wait for you to appear before we can start?" Long Aotian smiled lightly, not caring about the dissatisfaction in the other party's words.

"You are several decades late for the agreed time." The black-robed monk still said with some dissatisfaction.

"No way, the plan can't keep up with the changes, so here it comes." Long Aotian said with his hands spread out.

"Are you here alone?" The black-robed monk asked after a glance.

"Of course not, how can my cultivation level accomplish such a big thing. The others are all up there, and it is estimated that the beast tide is approaching its climax now." Long Aotian shook his head.

As if to confirm his words, he just finished speaking, and the space here shook slightly.

"I have to say that you are indeed quite capable. You actually hid the sacred objects of the Siren Clan on the Spirit Medicine Island for so many years, and those guys didn't find it."

Seeing the shaking, the black-robed monk's face was slightly better, and his tone of voice was also much more relaxed.

"Hehe, that's right, we have planned this plan for a long time, so it will naturally not go wrong." Long Aotian smiled proudly.

Looking at his appearance, he seemed to be very satisfied with the plan he mentioned.

"I'm very curious, where did you hide that thing? Although the old guys on Spirit Medicine Island also suspected that the beast tide was not caused by the Nine Heavens Mysterious Vine, they could not find the root cause." The black-robed monk asked with a slightly curious voice after his eyes turned slightly.

But Long Aotian, who heard this, immediately frowned and said coldly: "You have been on the island for too long and forgot the rules of our organization. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

"Okay, let's start." The black-robed monk sighed and said.

After he finished speaking, Long Aotian slowly flew to his side.

Without saying a word, the two began to quickly pinch their fingers and cast spells.

As they continued to cast spells, black air floated out of their bodies.

After these black air merged with each other, they turned into a giant with a height of three feet and a body as black as ink.

After the giant appeared, he strode towards the ancient spirit tree.

And Long Aotian and the black-robed monk did not even look at the black giant and continued to cast spells.

After a while, another black giant of the same size appeared.

As the two continued to cast spells, a total of nine identical giants appeared.

After these giants came to the edge of the ancient spirit tree, they formed a circle.

When all the giants hugged the tree trunk with their arms, Long Aotian exhaled lightly and said, "Let's start."

The black-robed monk did not speak, but just nodded.

This time, the two of them slapped their storage bags at the same time.

A black bead appeared in front of each of them.

When they cast a spell on the bead, a black light shot out from the bead.

The two black lights flashed and sank into the bodies of the two giants.

Then, the giant let out a roar, and his body suddenly grew a lot, and there were wisps of black air lingering on his body.

It seems that the two are going to uproot this ancient spirit tree.

The two looked solemn and kept casting spells into the black beads.

The bodies of the giants also grew from three meters to more than five meters.

With such a large body, the nine giants were able to completely embrace the ancient spirit tree after spreading their arms.

And they continued to exert their strength to pull the ancient spirit tree out of the ground bit by bit.