The eight king tree spirits ran rampant and broke countless towering trees.

Soon we arrived at the place where the sword shined.

They talk very wildly, but when they get close, they become cautious.

After everyone gathered together, he killed them aggressively.

"Where's Shura in white?"

"Why only one sword?"

The eight king tree spirits looked at the lonely Immortal Burial Sword, and they were all dumbfounded.

"King Luojia, you are the smartest among us, what do you think?"

A king tree spirit spoke, and the other tree spirits all looked over.

The leader, King Luojia, had flashing eyes and could not make up his mind for a moment.

It has always been famous for its "wisdom" and has a high prestige among the tree spirit tribe, and they dare not make casual judgments.

Just at this moment, bursts of shrill screams came from the distance.

"No, Shura in white has gone back to kill us!"

The eight king tree spirits were all shocked.

"Asshole!"

"Chase!"

The king tree spirit was furious and wanted to run back immediately.

King Luojia said: "Wait a moment."

It stopped the other kings, the tree spirit, and stared at the Immortal Burial Sword, saying: "This sword is very precious. I heard that the human sword Xiu Shejian is like his own life. The white-clothed Shura will definitely come back to get this sword."

"King Changhe, you stay here and disguise yourself. When Shura in white comes back, you can directly attack it and severely damage it."

The other tree spirits were stunned for a moment and then became happy.

"As expected of King Luojia, he is so smart that we couldn't have imagined it!"

"Shura in white will definitely die!"

"King Luojia, what a good plan!"

The other tree spirits immediately began to flatter him. King Luojia showed a proud look on his face and said with a smile: "Others are chasing after me. This time, he won't be able to escape with his wings."

…

Where the group of thousand-year-old tree spirits were before, Si Xueyi's left and right hands were covered with silver gloves as sharp as dragon claws.

Nine thousand-year-old tree spirits were lying on the ground in a mess, all of them had been killed long ago.

Si Xueyi calmly took out the Wood Spirit Pill and stuffed it all into his mouth.

"The hunt continues!"

In the darkness, Si Xueyi started running again.

While running as fast as lightning, he was running the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique to refine the Wood Spirit Pill without any delay.

Soon, Si Xueyi came to another group of thousand-year-old tree spirits.

"hey-hey."

A wicked smile appeared on Si Xueyi's face, and the divine dragon's hand was used again, killing directly.

Although he lost the Immortal Burial Sword, his hands are now the hands of the dragon.

Using the dragon's hand to activate the Dragon Tiger Fist, not only does the power increase dramatically, but the sharpness is even stronger than the Immortal Burial Sword.

In just a few minutes, Si Xueyi destroyed these ten thousand-year-old tree spirits like a beast.

"Their cultivation is very deep, and their attacks are not weak."

"But as long as I kill quickly enough, there's actually no risk at all."

"The most important thing is that their bark has no resistance to me."

Si Xueyi made analysis and judgment while digging for the Wood Spirit Pill.

The greatest strength of the tree spirit is its strong defense. Not even treasure weapons can break through the bark of a tree.

As long as the bark of the tree is not broken, the dryad is in an invincible position.

But meeting Si Xueyi is like meeting their biggest nemesis.

Whether it is the Immortal Burial Sword blessed by the Divine Dragon Sword Intent, or the Divine Dragon's hands comparable to dragon claws, they can easily tear this layer of bark apart.

"The Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique has improved a lot!"

Si Xueyi felt the power rushing through her body, with a faint look of excitement on her face, and then poured ten more Wood Spirit Pills into her mouth.

He looked back and saw the king tree spirit coming towards him, leisurely continuing to hunt.

Repeat this process until it gets dark.

Si Xueyi killed a hundred thousand-year-old tree spirits and made rapid progress in the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique.

"Comfortable."

"It's time to go back and get the sword."

Si Xueyi exhaled turbid breath. After a hard night, he felt refreshed and energetic.

The seven king tree spirits who chased him all the way were kept spinning around, and they couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

After half a stick of incense.

When Si Xueyi arrived at the place where the Immortal Burial Sword was, he was stunned on the spot, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Are these tree spirits insulting my intelligence?"

Si Xueyi was very happy to see it.

Where the Immortal Burial Sword is located, there are countless remains of big trees, and the surrounding area is in a mess.

Only one tree stood alone and intact.

Even a fool can see something is wrong.

All the other trees were broken, but you were the most coquettish, not a single leaf fell off.

Si Xueyi thought about it and a smile appeared on her face.

He walked forward slowly and deliberately smiled and said: "These tree spirits are really stupid. If a king tree spirit were to ambush here and attack me when I take my sword, I would never survive."

Done!

The River King, who had been pretending for a whole night, was so ecstatic that he held his breath and did not dare to move.

He was really afraid that the other party would see through it. Now that he heard Si Xueyi speak, he felt completely relieved.

Shura in white, you can't think of it.

King Luojia has arrived long ago and is waiting to die.

The Changhe King was nervous and excited in anticipation, fearing that a flaw would be exposed, so he would wait for the opponent to sheath his sword and launch a sneak attack.

Si Xueyi suppressed her laughter, but when she was only seven steps away from the Immortal Burial Sword, she suddenly stopped.

What the hell?

When the Changhe King was confused, Si Xueyi suddenly jumped into the air and reached a height of a hundred feet in the blink of an eye.

"The Sword of the Holy Selfless One!"
Chapter completed!