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Chapter 620: The Battle of the Gods, the Dead Tree Revives
Inside the Valley of the Four Winds swamp.

With the appearance of the fifth-rank demon lord, the six-winged centipede, two great cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage died in an instant.

Such a tragic scene.

After seeing this, the other cultivators immediately ignored any chance and fled in all directions.

"Run away!!"

"It's a fifth-level demon king. How could such a terrifying demon be lurking in the Four Winds Valley?"

Even the great cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage were left with no trace left, let alone these minor Golden Core cultivators and those in the early Nascent Soul stage.

"My fellow Taoists, let's escape separately!!"

Yao Chenzi hurriedly said to Qin Ming and the others, and then each of them took out their life-saving items and broke out.

"what!!"

But the strength of a fifth-level demon lord would not let them escape easily. A burst of green light poured down from the six-winged centipede's vertical pupils, blocking the space within a radius of a hundred miles.

Those panicking wandering cultivators ran into the green light fog and were like falling into a trap. They were imprisoned and unable to move. Then, with a series of miserable howls, they melted into nothingness in an instant.

Yao Chenzi and others were forced back by the demon domain formed by the green light fog.

At this time, several people's faces were pale and showed despair.

I didn't expect this place to be so dangerous. I originally just came here to watch the fun and get some benefits.

But he didn't get any benefits and now he is in prison.

Qin Ming and Fairy Blue Ice looked at each other and retreated silently.

Although the six-winged ferocious centipede in front of them was a fifth-rank demon, it was only in the initial stage and naturally posed no threat to them.

But he would not act rashly and expose his identity which he had hidden with great difficulty.

Although the fifth-level magic rice is precious, there must be other channels to obtain it besides here, so there is no need to do this.

But at this moment.

boom! !

Qin Ming felt that the water-attributed spiritual energy of heaven and earth nearby was instantly drained away.

Then, these water spiritual energies formed a huge black sword hundreds of feet long above the sky, which emitted an aura of destroying the world, and slashed towards the six-winged centipede!

A flash of black light appeared and instantly destroyed the green light fog demon domain of the outer fifth-level demon lord, and then continued to move forward and struck the back of the ferocious centipede monster.

There was a burst of lightning and sparks colliding, and the swamp was overturned, and even the earth shook three times.

When the cultivators who were originally on the verge of death saw the appearance of such magical powers that directly drew upon the vital energy of heaven and earth, they knew that it was the Venerable Transformation God who had arrived here.

I had been waiting to die with my eyes closed, but suddenly I felt like I had survived a calamity.

next moment.

Spiritual energy gathered in the sky, and dots of dark magic light flickered, quickly condensing into a human figure.

The moment this person appeared, the vital energy of heaven and earth was mobilized.

Three flowers gather at the top of the head, and golden lotus emerges from the ground.

He was an old man in hemp clothes with an extremely rigid and cold face.

Qin Ming took a quick look and found that the other party's cultivation level was actually the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

When Yao Chenzi saw this person coming, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief and said, "Great! It's our sect's supreme elder, Venerable Mingu, who has arrived!"

"So he is one of the three incarnation gods of the Netherworld Sect." Qin Ming suddenly understood what he said.

The old man in gray robe seemed to have seen his disciple die tragically in the mouth of the beast, and there was a hint of anger in his expression.

After all, cultivating a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage requires a lot of sect resources.

It was equivalent to hundreds of years of their hard work, all of which came to nothing.

Originally, these few plants of fifth-level magic rice were discovered by casual cultivators who came here to dig for poison mines. After the news leaked out, it reached the ears of the Netherworld Sect.

As the sect that controls this area, the Netherworld Cult would naturally not allow such spiritual objects from heaven and earth to fall into the hands of independent cultivators.

But because the spiritual plant is not yet mature.

The Netherworld Sect had already dispatched the Poison Dragon Master and his disciples to guard here, waiting for the magic rice to mature, and then the gods in the sect would rush over to handle the harvest.

But who would have thought that beneath the seemingly calm swamp, there was actually a fifth-level demon lurking, which directly swallowed all the disciples of the Netherworld Sect into its stomach.

The gray-robed old man waved his hand and mobilized the energy of heaven and earth again, transforming it into a giant hand holding up the sky, and grabbed the magic rice in the valley.

The six-winged centipede sensed his intention and immediately twisted its huge body, opened its densely packed claws, and directly cut the Yuan Qi hand into pieces, which collapsed in an instant.

In the battle between two gods-level masters.

Those mature fifth-level magic rice plants were stirred by the aftermath and were uprooted and carried away.

Qin Ming's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he was thinking whether to take action to get rid of it.

But the old man in gray robe suddenly summoned a black sail of spiritual treasure level and waved it towards the six-winged centipede. In an instant, the sky was filled with ghosts howling and wolves howling, and there was an eerie aura.

Countless densely packed evil spirits and ghosts poured out, all of them were above the Golden Core Yuanying level, and instantly annihilated the six-winged evil centipede.

Then the gray-robed old man pointed his finger again and summoned a huge ghost-faced spider from the black sail.

It is also a monster at the early fifth stage.

To be precise, it should be a half-demon, half-ghost creature, because its body is in a half-rotten state, and hundreds of twisted skull faces are embedded in its abdomen.

The appearance of the fifth-level ghost-faced spider instantly turned the tide of the battle. It sprayed out a strange black giant web from its mouth, covering the six-winged vicious centipede and restricting its ability to move. Taking this opportunity, the old man in hemp clothes raised his hand and shot at the few magic spikes of spiritual rice that fell down.

Lingmi flew straight towards him.

When the old man in hemp clothes saw that the treasure was finally going to fall into his hands, he immediately revealed a smug smile.

But the next moment, something unexpected happened!

The six-winged centipede actually burst out with unprecedented potential, and actually broke free from the spider web. It roared towards the sky, and then a terrifying black light wave burst out of its mouth.

The monks with lower cultivation levels were all unable to resist and fell into madness, bleeding from all seven orifices and died.

This action also interrupted the gray-robed old man's attempt to collect the magic rice, and those magic rice immediately fell towards Qin Ming and the others.

Yao Chenzi and his companions all felt their hearts pounding, fearing that they might not be able to avoid it.

The grey-robed old man coldly ordered them, "So it's you guys. Put away the spiritual rice first. Wait until I finish dealing with this stinky centipede before you come and get the things."

Hearing what the gray-robed old man said, Yao Chenzi and Shi Susu did not dare to disobey. After all, they were both guests of the Netherworld Sect.

Even if there is a huge danger at this moment, we have to bite the bullet and go for it.

Fortunately, the place where those magic rice stalks landed was very close to them. Yao Chenzi took the risk at the edge of the battlefield of the God Transformation Battle and took a few stalks of the magic rice into his hands.

However, due to the fluctuations of the great battle at the god-transforming level, the roots of several plants of the magic rice broke into two and fell to the ground.

Yao Chenzi didn't care about these things. He just needed to collect the ripe spiritual rice.

The gray-robed old man from the Netherworld Cult has spoken. Even if he had eight hundred guts, he would not dare to embezzle the spiritual rice.

However, Qin Ming's gaze fell on those rhizomes.

Rumble!
The terrifying battle at the Deity level was still going on. Without the cover of the Demon Realm, everyone stayed away.

After half a day.

The vitality of heaven and earth began to calm down, and the fierce fighting atmosphere gradually disappeared.

Even though the gray-robed old man had the cultivation base of the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and had a top-level spiritual treasure-level black sail in his hand, and the assistance of a fifth-order ghost-faced demon spider.

But he still failed to kill the six-winged centipede, and it escaped using its earth-escaping technique.

The old man in gray robe had no choice but to retract his magical powers and landed beside Yao Chenzi and the others in a few flashes.

Yao Chenzi immediately handed the spiritual ears to the other party with great respect: "Ming Gu Tai Shang, here are the spiritual ears of the magic ears of spiritual rice."

The grey-robed old man had no expression on his face. He raised his hand and put away the spiritual spike. “Well, you did a good job.”

Afterwards, he took out two spiritual objects that could improve the Nascent Soul stage and gave them to Yao Chenzi and Shi Susu as rewards.

As for the others, he didn't even bother to look at them.

Do it all.

The figure of the grey-robed old man instantly turned into countless dark red dots of light and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
Several people respectfully saw off Venerable Mingu off, and they also experienced a number of dangerous situations. They all wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.

Qin Ming came to the place where the battlefield had just taken place, stretched out his hand and waved it downwards, and took in all the rhizomes of the magic rice that the gray-robed old man didn't want.

Yao Chenzi and his companions saw this and asked curiously, "Friend Li, what are you doing? These spiritual plants are only left with roots and stems. Their vitality has been completely lost. I'm afraid spiritual plants of this level can't survive, right?"

Qin Ming smiled but said nothing, then said: "Li is well versed in the way of spiritual plants, and now I just need to break through to the fifth-level spiritual plant master realm. I want to take these broken branches and roots back to try them out. Do you fellow Taoists have any objections?"

"Uh! A fifth-level spiritual plant master didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Li's attainments in spiritual plants are so profound. These branches are of no use to us, so of course we can do it." Yao Chenzi and the others were also surprised.

However, they did not believe that 'Daoyou Li' could cultivate fifth-level magic rice with just a few broken branches and rhizomes.

After all, even those spiritual plant masters in the Netherworld Sect cannot grow it even if they have the complete spiritual seeds.

After Qin Ming collected the roots of the magic rice, he did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he flew towards the valley where it had just grown. There he collected some green poisonous barriers and the black swamp containing the Nine Yin Marrow-Corroding Water, put them into a container, and then put them into a storage bag.

Yao Chenzi and the others stared in amazement when they saw this.

After all, they didn't know how to grow spiritual plants, and they didn't know Qin Ming's purpose in collecting these things.

Subsequently.

Qin Ming, Yao Chenzi and three others returned to Qianji City together.

There were heavy casualties in the Four Winds Valley this time, and a great battle at the God Transformation level took place, which caused an uproar in Qianji City.

These casual cultivators would never have dreamed that the poisonous swamp where they mined every day was so dangerous that even a fifth-level demon lord was lurking in it.

However, this still cannot affect their enthusiasm of coming here to seek opportunities.

The independent cultivators also heard that the terrifying and ferocious centipede demon had been driven away by the venerable of the Netherworld Sect.

Qin Ming's demon baby returned to Obsidian Peak.

Immediately, he cast a spell to open up an acre of spiritual field near the cave, and spread the green poisonous barriers and black mud he had obtained all over the field.

Then he took out the few plants with only roots left and planted them in the spiritual field.

Then Qin Ming's mind moved, and he immediately consumed an entry of [Regeneration Spirit Seed] and applied it to the roots of the magic rice in front of him.

In an instant, several groups of purple spores gushed out and wrapped the roots of the magic rice plants. The rich vitality began to continuously repair the spiritual plants in front of them.

Half an hour later.

Those few magic rice plants that had been dying suddenly came back to life and sprouted a bunch of black buds! !

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(End of this chapter)