Chapter 585: The fire of witchcraft, the oriole behind

At this moment, three outstanding Purple Mansion period masters from various sects gathered here.

Han Wu and Taoist Qian have secretly joined forces and reached a consensus to deal with Nangong Wuwang first.

In the center of the three people, a protective ban was set up, firmly protecting a tree emitting colorful light inside.

This tree is shining, swallowing and exhaling the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, constantly nourishing its branches and leaves, attracting four hot eyes.

"Third-level top-grade spiritual wood, spirit wood, there really is such a thing!"

Chen Qingyun, who was hiding on the side, had bright eyes and was also jealous. He confirmed the authenticity of this treasure and could not move his feet.

The growth environment of the spirit wood is quite special. It is not like other trees that need to grow on the ground to absorb sunlight and rain and photosynthesis.

Instead, it grows underground all year round and absorbs the spiritual charm of the earth veins.

It will not emerge until it is about to mature in a hundred years, and then absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to finally mature.

With such a growth pattern, it is no wonder that Liu Zhilan did not notice it before. I think the spirit tree was still underground at that time.

Without the help of spiritual consciousness, who would dig three feet underground to look around?

"Brother Nangong is really heartless. For this spirit tree, he can even kill his own fellow disciples. I have really learned a lot today."

Taoist Qian narrowed his eyes and broke the silence. The talisman in his hand has been activated to the extreme and can release the power of the seal at any time.

If it were in normal times, Taoist Qian would choose to avoid Nangong Wuwang alone.

But he was the first to discover this spirit tree, so it should be first come first served.

It's a pity that the noise caused by the birth of this spirit tree was too loud, which attracted a large amount of spiritual energy from the heaven and earth within a radius of 100 miles.

With such a thing, it would be strange if it didn't attract many cultivators to come and explore.

First, there were four Xingzong monks, then two independent monks, and then Han Wu, and then Nangong Wuwang.

Nine monks were attracted at once, and naturally they could not avoid fighting openly and secretly.

The result can be seen from the corpses on the ground.

If the previous Xingzong monk had not been a little ruthless and used his fellow monk to block the knife at the moment of life and death, he would have a place on the ground now.

"They are just some jumping clowns."

Killing his fellow monks and cleaning up the debris, Nangong Wuwang felt like killing chickens, without any mercy, and his face showed a chill.

"You two want to die too?"

As soon as the voice fell, the aura of the Nine Fire Dragon Ring behind him increased greatly.

The nine fire dragons faced Han Wu and Taoist Qian, and suddenly roared with dragon roars that shook the earth and the ground, shaking the grass and trees a few times.

The dragon roars instantly spread tens of thousands of meters away, startling the surrounding monks. When they recognized Nangong Wuwang, their faces changed and they began to feel fearful.

"Haha, what a great prestige."

Taoist Qian sneered and looked at Han Wu. Seeing that the other party nodded slightly, he immediately stated his position.

"Today is a coincidence, so let's learn the skills of the first purple mansion in Xinghai!"

Before the voice fell, Han Wu and Taoist Qian chose to temporarily join forces to solve this most difficult enemy first.

Who will get the spirit wood later will compete later.

Taoist Qian used the Fubaoshan Zhenshan Seal in his hand, and a seal flew out of the air. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a size of thirty or forty feet, carrying the momentum of overwhelming and suppressing evil and smashing towards Nangong Wuwang.

At the same time, Han Wu joined forces and waved his sleeves, sending out a dark wave that swept forward. A closer look revealed that they were thumb-sized, pitch-black centipede-like poisonous insects.

The battle started again, and suddenly there were waves of dragon roars. Nangong Wuwang fought one against two, controlling the Nine Fire Dragon Ring to fly forward in the air, and the nine fire dragons turned into two groups.

One group of five dragons hit the treasure seal that was smashed at once, and the powerful force directly hit it with a loud bang, and the whole thing exploded.

The other group was four fire dragons, facing the flying centipede poisonous insects that were rushing towards them. The blazing flames surged, and the fire dragons showed their power, easily dissolving this attack.

A large number of poisonous insects were burned into ashes, and they could not withstand such a fire attack at all.

After all, they knew Nangong Wuwang's strength, so they did not plan to decide the winner in a few moves. Han Wu and the others had expected this step long ago, and chose to work together to consume Nangong Wuwang's mana, and then look for flaws to severely injure him.

Han Wu used his trump card, and when he made a gesture with his hands, the witch fire emerged from his palms. This was a kind of Yin attribute spiritual fire that could restrain the fire cast by magic weapons.

The witch fire was activated and turned into nine flying flame snakes, locking onto the nine fire dragons and shooting out with a whoosh.

The nine fire dragons were unable to dodge and were all hit. Black flames rose from their bodies. They were restrained and danced wildly in the air.

"Spirit fire."

Chen Qingyun, who was watching the battle, was moved and couldn't help but look at the witch fire in Han Wu's hand twice more.

Han Wu had the upper hand here, and Taoist Qian on the other side saw this situation and did not hold back. He sacrificed one of his trump cards, the Thunder Light Mace, and released more than a dozen silver snake-like thunders to hit Nangong Wuwang directly.

Facing the two people joining forces, even if the Nine Fire Dragons fell into a disadvantage and were restrained, Nangong Wuwang still had a sure win and was not panicked at all.

His aura suddenly changed, and a black cloak-like magic weapon was unfolded, making a rustling sound and rolling forward.

When the dozen silver snake lightnings touched the body less than one meter away, they were all absorbed by the black cloak magic weapon. They flickered a few times, and the lightning disappeared and was completely dissolved.

"Oh no, it's the Dark Sun Cloak. How could it be on him!"

Han Wu, who had not spoken, saw the magic weapon used by Nangong Wuwang at this time, and his face suddenly changed.

"Not good."

At the same time, Taoist Qian also had an expression of seeing a ghost, and quickly withdrew the Thunder Light Mace.

This battle only lasted two or three rounds. Originally, the two still had the strength to fight, and could repel Nangong Wuwang, and then fight for the Spirit Wood fairly.

Now something unexpected happened, and a Dark Sun Cloak appeared in the world, which instantly changed the situation.

Facing the temporary truce, Nangong Wuwang could see the thoughts of the two people. His eyes were heavy, and he swept Han Wu like a sharp sword. Taoist Qian glanced at him and spoke coldly.

"Leave or die!"

Just five words, falling into the ears of the two, they only felt the sound was deafening, stirring up thousands of waves in their hearts.

"Since you have already started, then let me show you this trick again!"

Dao Qian was unwilling to give up. It was a rare opportunity to join forces with Han Wu. The attraction of the spirit wood was too great. While gritting his teeth, he decided to use another killer move to test the power.

If he couldn't win again, he would really have to retreat in embarrassment and dare not get involved in it again.