With a "crash" sound, it was like a torrential rain of spiritual stones in the tree hole, and 300,000 spiritual stones poured out.

Suddenly, the original 300,000 spirit stone residues were crushed to pieces.

Su Yizhao was naked from the waist up, and the Bagua mark on his chest was half the size of a hand.

But he knows that this does not mean that another 300,000 spiritual stones can feed the mark. The further you go, the more spiritual energy the mark requires.

This still uses spirit stones. If it were black stones, the quantity would probably be increased ten times.

More importantly, absorbing spiritual energy also takes time.

What he lacks most now is time!

Chi Xiangdong sat cross-legged on a big tree ten miles away.

For two days, there was no sound from the tree hole.

The only change is that the leaves of the giant tree seem to be greener and more vibrant.

This is definitely not an illusion!

He stared blankly at the giant tree, his thoughts were confused and he didn't know what to think.

At this moment, in my spiritual consciousness, on a tree a hundred miles away, a bird flew into the sky in panic.

"Here we come!" Chi Xiangdong took a deep breath and turned around slightly.

In the Six God Realm, the limit of spiritual consciousness coverage is a hundred miles. Chi Xiangdong's figure shuttled forward to the right.

A hundred miles away, the monks no longer concealed their whereabouts, and instantly flew over the forest, shooting towards Chi Xiangdong like arrows.

In the tree hole, Su Yizhao's eyelids slowly trembled.

Although the mark on the chest is growing, the speed is too slow!

For the Six God Realm monks, there is no difference between hiding in a tree hole and being exposed outside the tree hole.

As long as the spiritual consciousness is swept away, there is nowhere to hide!

Unless there is a formation or treasure specifically designed to isolate spiritual consciousness.

He did have a treasure, but it was too small and could only cover something the size of a fist. Covering his head would have no effect.

Each spiritual stone was drained of spiritual energy and turned into debris and fell down.

Sweat began to slowly gather on my forehead...

"Phew!" A piercing sound broke the silence, and countless birds soared into the sky.

"Ding!"

The flying swords collided, sparks suddenly appeared, and Chi Xiangdong's figure was completely exposed.

"Still trying to run away! Kill him on the spot!"

"Whoosh whoosh...!"

The fierce fight reached its climax as soon as it started. Chi Xiangdong fled quickly through the forest while sacrificing his sword to meet the enemy.

Pieces of trees broke apart one after another, and one chased after another, gradually moving away.

In the tree hole, Su Yizhao suddenly opened his eyes with his eyes closed tightly.

With a wave of his right hand, all the spirit stones were swept away.

The figure who was sitting cross-legged had no time to stand up, and the whole person suddenly rushed upward.

"Wow...!"

"Puff puff......!"

As soon as he moved, countless rays of light penetrated the tree hole, grazing his legs and instantly shooting the giant tree into a sieve.

And he rushed straight up, pounding into the tree trunks.

After two breaths, the giant tree more than ten feet in size slowly collapsed, making a "click, click, click" sound.

Su Yizhao stood on a branch with two leaves on his head.

The trees fell slowly, but he stood firmly on the branches, and the two leaves above his head shook and were about to fall down.

Directly in front, a hundred feet away, there was a monk in gilded clothes floating on the top of a small tree, staring at him with bright eyes.

There is a silver flying sword in front of him, and his figure rises and falls with the branches.

A hundred feet apart, the two looked at each other.

In the middle of a hundred feet, although there were countless trees and weeds blocking the way, the two of them seemed to be able to see each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense!

The pinnacle of the Six God Realm!

Su Yizhao made a judgment immediately.

The aura emanating from the monk gave him a strong sense of tension.

The giant tree under his feet fell faster and faster, a breeze blew, and the two leaves above his head fell from his forehead.

The palm-sized leaves fell crookedly in the wind.

In an instant, it floated before our eyes.

Su Yizhao felt a vibrant green covering his eyes.

At this moment, the flying sword in front of the monk disappeared instantly!

"call out!"

The flying sword pierced the green leaves and passed between the eyebrows.

The eyebrows exploded instantly, and the figure disappeared without a trace.

"Huh!"

A flash of surprise flashed in the monk's eyes.

Suddenly, he squeezed his hands and stabbed the empty space on the right with another flying sword.

"Ding!"

The spark flashed away.

"Boom!"

The giant tree completely collapsed to the ground, overwhelming a group of trees.

Su Yizhao was still floating on the branches, his body undulating and his eyes looking straight ahead.

A hundred feet away, the monk in brocade clothes stood on the top of the tree and looked at him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes!

"Tang Lao Er's flying sword? Although that nephew is incompetent, you can't kill him!" the monk said softly.

Su Yizhao sighed: "What a pity, he is really useless!"

"Since you killed me, you must pay with your life!"

Before the monk finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

Su Yizhao took a deep breath and moved his hands quickly.

"Ding ding ding...!"

The golden and silver rays of light collided fiercely, and the two of them did not give in, weaving back and forth in the dense woods.

The remaining leaves are flying across the sky, and the strong wind is echoing.

The spiritual energy in the Dantian decreases at the speed of the naked eye.

Su Yizhao raised his heart, and in the Zi Mansion, the little soul man moved his fingers like flying.

"Only in the Five God Realm, the power and speed of the flying sword are not inferior to mine. Which sect disciple are you?" The monk asked aloud among the dense trees.

Su Yi summoned his spiritual consciousness to lock onto his position, and all his spiritual energy erupted desperately.

"Fifth-level Dzogchen Spell...!"

The man exclaimed.

Vines shot out from all directions and instantly imprisoned him in a space of ten feet.

His flying sword turned into a rain of swords and stabbed into the cage.

"Saxaul, Saxaul...!"

The flying sword's light passed through the prison cage, but what it received in exchange was dense ice spikes.

""Earth Sword Art"!"

The monk in Jinyi reacted very quickly, and the flying swords returned and arranged into a silver umbrella.

At this moment, ripples came in from the gaps in the vines.

"Haha, soul attack, boy, you're just doing what you do!" The ripples pierced his forehead, and the monk in gilded clothes burst into laughter.

Suddenly, a sound of "Pfft!" came and the laughter stopped abruptly.
To be continued...