Xiuxian: I have an inventory

“Please come to the sacred tree!”

With the sacrifice of all the disciples of Giant Wood Sect, "donating" their own flesh and blood and lifespan, under the loud shout of Master Changxu, the Giant Wood Sect's guardian tree descended on the scene in the form of a clone.

Xiao Changqing looked at the shadow of the sacred tree spreading around, as if it was covering the entire space, and felt as if he was trapped in a formation.

Or rather, it was as if he had broken into the Giant Wood Sect's base camp, the Giant Wood Fairy City.

The blood color spread, and there was a strong vitality in the weirdness.

The sacred tree of the Giant Tree Sect has obviously evolved to a certain level. Although it has not yet transcended the tribulation and reached the fourth level, it is not far off.

Even though it was just using a special method to transform its branches into clones for a short period of time, Xiao Changqing could still feel a very strong pressure.

Even better than the great elder of Jumu Sect, Zhenren Changxu.

He possesses the oppressive feeling of a true late Jindan cultivator, almost comparable to Zhu Qingyun who disguised himself as Li Yang Zhenren.

"It seems that this sacred tree of the Giant Tree Sect is really close to the fourth level. In some aspects, it is probably comparable to True Lord Yuanying."

"To allow one's own clone to come to you from a distance of tens of thousands of miles, this kind of magical power must be of a very good kind, with a great origin, or perhaps some kind of adventure. But the method used is a bit evil."

Xiao Changqing narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the huge blood-colored sacred tree clone, feeling a little amazed.

However, if it is just a clone, with Xiao Changqing's current strength, it still does not pose any threat.

If he broke into the Giant Tree Fairy City and faced the real body of this sacred tree, he might be a little scared.

blow!
Blood-colored branches, like blood-colored thunder, chopped towards Xiao Changqing, creating crackling sounds in the air. Not only was the range extremely wide, covering all directions, but the power was also extremely terrifying, and each strike was at the level of the late Jindan stage.

Xiao Changqing did not dare to be careless. He borrowed the magic power of his second clone and used all his strength to perform the Star-Picking Sword Technique.

In an instant, on this blood-covered yellow sand land, bright stars kept flashing, shattering all the blood-red thunders.

There were constant explosions in the sky. Although the clone of the sacred tree was strange and powerful, it was unable to take down Xiao Changqing for a while.

But Changxu Zhenren was not worried at all, and there was madness and joy on his face.

No matter how powerful Xiao Changqing is, whether he is a cultivator in the early Jindan stage who is comparable to a cultivator in the late Jindan stage, or he is a cultivator in the true late Jindan stage, he will only have a dead end after the arrival of the sacred tree.

Xiao Changqing can withstand the attack temporarily, but not forever. If he is even slightly careless, he will die without a burial place!

Because this place has been sealed by the sacred tree and isolated from the outside world, the sacred tree here is like a top-level third-order formation. If you fall into it, you cannot escape and will only be slowly worn down to death!
of course.

After this battle, his remaining life span would probably be completely exhausted. He could only survive for another year or two at most before he passed away.

But it's totally worth it.

As long as the essence of the fourth-level spiritual wood is obtained, the sacred tree will surely be able to successfully survive the tribulation and enter the fourth level.

He is the eternal hero of the Giant Wood Sect!

call out!
The sword energy was like a dragon. Xiao Changqing hid himself in the sword energy and turned into a ray of light, wanting to fly out and break through the boundaries of the sacred tree.

"Want to escape now? It's too late! Get back here!"

Zhenren Changxu laughed loudly, and without him having to do anything, the branches that looked like blood-red thunder would automatically converge towards the long dragon of sword energy, densely packed and stacked up, constantly intercepting Xiao Changqing.

We changed directions several times, but were intercepted each time.

It is obvious that the other party wants to close the door and beat the dog.

"It's really a bit tricky..."

Xiao Changqing looked at the shadows of the trees all over the sky. Not to mention that he was relying on the magic power stored in his second clone, even if a cultivator in the late Jindan stage was trapped in this encirclement, it would not be easy to break out and he would be slowly worn out to death.

But for Xiao Changqing, escaping is not a problem.

As long as he releases his second clone, even if his ability to manipulate space is shallow, he can easily escape.

"I want the ancient bronze mirror that Changxu Zhenren has. And the special branch that allows the divine tree's clone to descend, I also want it very much..."

Xiao Changqing was unwilling to escape and was very greedy for the two treasures.

He had a hunch that if he could get hold of these two things, they might be included in the system and good skills could be extracted from them.

Boom boom boom!
The sword energy and the blood-red thunder continued to collide.

A full quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Changxu Zhenren secretly felt lucky. If he hadn't brought the clone of the sacred tree with him, he would not only fail to take down Xiao Changqing today, but he would also lose his life! "Why do I feel that the sword skills displayed by Xiao Changqing are a bit like the legendary strongest inheritance of the Seven Star Sword Sect, the Star-Picking Sword Technique?"

Zhenren Changxu was a little confused.

It is rumored that the Star-Picking Sword Technique is the most powerful magical power of the founder of the Seven Star Sword Sect. It requires extremely strong talent in swordsmanship to practice successfully. It seems that none of the current Jindan elders of the Seven Star Sword Sect have successfully practiced this inheritance.

Therefore, although Changxu Zhenren has lived for hundreds of years, he has only heard of the Star-Picking Sword Technique but has never seen it with his own eyes.

"Could it be that this boy has some connection with the Seven Star Sword Sect?"

Zhenren Changxu was guessing in his heart.

But things have come to this point. Even if Xiao Changqing is the 'Sword Son' of the Seven Star Sword Sect and the future successor, he must die today!
……

"call……"

Xiao Changqing felt that the magic power of the second clone had been consumed by more than half. After splitting the blood-red thunder, he flew back and slowly let out a breath.

He tried many methods and found that this clone of the sacred tree was somewhat similar to a boss with super thick blood. Unless he could have a killing move beyond the Jindan realm and reduce its dimension to directly kill it, he would be almost invincible.

And it is useless to 'capture the leader first'.

Even if he found a way to kill Master Changxu, it would be the same.

This clone of the sacred tree has its own consciousness.

Just when Xiao Changqing was considering whether to give up the robbery and just take Ruan Bufan away.

Perhaps it was because he saw that Xiao Changqing was already "exhausted" and was about to collapse.

The clone of the sacred tree was somewhat impatient, and somewhat excited.

"Hand over... the treasure... or... die..."

An intermittent voice rang out between heaven and earth. It seemed as if it came from above the nine heavens. It was intermittent, old, but like the voice of a beginner speaker.

Xiao Changqing's eyes lit up when he heard that, and he immediately concentrated and calmed down. He immediately sensed that under the illusory blood-red tree shadows, there was an old man with white hair and beard, staring at him and asking him to hand over the treasure.

If his spiritual awareness was not strong enough and his perception was not outstanding enough, he would not be able to find it among the shadows of the trees.

"So, your tree soul has also projected here?"

Xiao Changqing couldn't help but smile.

"Compared to the lethality of your mana, your spiritual awareness is relatively weak..."

The sacred tree is huge, and one tree is a huge fairy city. The accumulated foundation and magic power are several times stronger than those of the Yuanying Zhenjun. For the Jindan cultivators, it is an endless, inexhaustible, and never-drying source.

Even if it is just a clone, it is terrifying for a Jindan cultivator.

But this is not the case with spiritual consciousness.

No matter how huge the body is, the soul remains the same.

Xiao Changqing felt the pressure coming from the other party's consciousness, which was approximately... equivalent to the peak of the middle stage of Jindan?

That is to say, the spiritual consciousness reaches a distance of about two hundred feet.

It can be regarded as the 'limit' of divine consciousness.

Going a step further, the spiritual consciousness begins to transform and evolve.

Roughly equivalent to Xiao Changqing's level ten years ago.

Nowadays, Xiao Changqing's spiritual consciousness has taken a step forward on the basis of its limit and has officially begun its transformation and evolution.

"Yes, most of the demon beasts have extremely powerful physical bodies and magic power, far exceeding that of human cultivators of the same level. However, in terms of spirit and soul, demon beasts are much inferior and are not as good as human cultivators."

"As for plant spirits, they are even inferior to demon beasts in terms of spiritual awareness. Generally, they can only make up for their disadvantage in spiritual awareness after they have passed the tribulation and are promoted to the fourth level."

"This sacred tree can possess the divine consciousness of the peak of the middle stage of Jindan. It can be regarded as a leader among its kind. It is the result of thousands of years of accumulation."

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Xiao Changqing quickly made a decision.

He was about to run away, but his spiritual consciousness was working at its peak. Under the cover of the blood-colored sacred tree, a dragon roar that shook the world soon rang out from his soul... (End of this chapter)