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Lanruo Temple, back mountain!

This place is a remote place with a slightly yellow soil and no grass grows on the ground. Ning Caichen led Yan Chixia to the back mountain according to Nie Xiaoqian's story.

He looked around and, based on the details provided by Nie Xiaoqian, he quickly found a place where the grave was located.

Ning Caichen's actions were decisive and swift. He did not let Yan Chixia take action. He took all such dirty and tiring tasks and started digging up the grave with the utensils that had been prepared long ago.

It's strange that this instrument was picked up by Ning Caichen on the road they came to the back mountain.

Ning Caichen seemed thin, but he still had a lot of strength. The bright sunlight shone down, and he dug out the jar of the last ashes.

There is no need to consider the details, why cremation is made and why ashes are used in jars.

He used his hand to peel off the soil next to the urn. He reached out and was about to lift the urn. A branch aimed at Ning Caichen and whipped it. The branch was like a poisonous snake. It had already arrived nearby. When Ning Caichen was carrying the urn, it suddenly burst out.

A golden light burst out and slashed the branch. With a crack, the branch was cut into two pieces. Ning Caichen lifted the urn and held it in front of his chest.

He watched the grounds around him keep popping up, dust began to fly, and the roots of the tree began to break out of the ground, and soon the empty place was filled with dense roots.

This thousand-year-old tree demon is a big monster, not a ghost, and it is still unaffected in the daytime. At this moment, seeing Nie Xiaoqian's urn was robbed, she could no longer hold back and rushed out.

A hoarse voice rang in Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen's ears and said, "Even the ruthless things, even the women of the Heishan Master dare to rob them. I'm really impatient to live. If you know each other, put them down quickly and grandma will let you go safely," he said.

The tree trunks appeared vividly, extremely soft as living things, constantly shaking in the air, a faint blue light continued to rise, and the momentum continued to condense, oppressing Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen.

Ning Caichen looked at Yan Chixia and instinctively wanted to speak, but he endured himself and wanted to hold back. At this moment, what he wanted was to believe, silence is better than sound.

"The man from the Black Mountain Old Demon," Yan Chixia's face suddenly changed. He looked at the Thousand-year-old tree demon, and never expected that the other party would say such a fierce information.

The old monster in Black Mountain claims to be the king of the demon king. This is not self-proclaimed, but is recognized by the world.

Why is the evil demon prosperous? The Tao has eliminated the demons and the righteous path is suppressed by the evil demons? It is precisely because of this old monster in the Black Mountain that he has dominated the throne of the world's number one person for hundreds of years.

Even the eight masters and four holy monks were unsure of being able to escape from their hands, and the world changed its brilliance.

"Since you know the great master of Heishan, why don't you hand over the person quickly?" The unique hoarse voice of the Thousand-year-old tree demon continued to sound, and his tone was filled with pride.

"Since he is the old demon of the Black Mountain, he must not hand over it," Yan Chixia was so smart. He immediately thought of Nie Xiaoqian's extraordinaryness. The old demon of the Black Mountain actually wanted to marry a female ghost. What a big deal, there was no news in the world.

The other party's silent approach was really a secret move, and Yan Chixia immediately made a decision.

With a clang, he pulled out a yellowish sword behind him. The sword was about three feet long and the patterns were exquisite, and the mountains, rivers and geography could be vaguely seen. It was the Xuanyuan Sword.

He looked at Ning Caichen, his face struggled and hesitated for a moment, but he made up his mind and appeared in his hands one by one. He threw it to Ning Caichen and said, "Please keep it well, this thing can protect your life!"

For some reason, he always resisted this jade pendant and did not want to hand him over to Ning Caichen. But at this moment, the ability of this thousand-year-old tree demon was beyond expectations and was a powerful man who had cultivated himself into a soul.

Even if this soul has defects, the soul is the soul, and he cannot be fully confident in protecting Ning Caichen.

This reminded him of the words of the city god in Guobei County. This person who was extinct and re-ascending to the god was really unfathomable. He had known the current situation for a long time, so he had no choice but to hand over the jade pendant to Ning Caichen.

He knew that the City God of Guobei County was not a good thing, but compared with the Thousand-year-old tree demon, the other party was at least trustworthy.

"Looking for death," a harsh scream sounded. The Thousand-year-old tree demon never held back. He completely put down his fear of Yan Chixia. The roots and branches all gathered together and bombarded Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen.

Yan Chixia pulled Ning Caichen and pulled away directly. With his other hand and five fingers, the Xuanyuan Sword instantly soared out and turned into a golden stream of light, and countless sword energy burst out from it.

The sword energy is brilliant, cutting branches, and the sword energy and branches are mixed together.

The broken branches and leaves are constantly falling, covering the sky with the branches and sword energy, which has already covered the sky.

The thousand-year-old tree demon has great ability. Yan Chixia is not a soul god, but a peak of Yang Shen. He is already at a disadvantage. Now he still has a burden. He wants to protect Ning Caichen, but he cannot use up 100% of his abilities.

A branch whipped on the Xuanyuan Sword. The Xuanyuan Sword was knocked away. The sword energy dissipated for a moment. The tree roots whipped down, and the fierce force directly hit Yan Chixia's chest.

A mouthful of blood erupted from Yan Chixia's mouth, and the blood stained its chest along its beard.

Ning Caichen was also thrown away by Yan Chixia, but he avoided this round of attack. Ning Caichen curled into a ball and kept the urn in his arms tightly. His face rubbed against the soil, and a bloody hole appeared.

He didn't say a word, and the urn in his arms was safe and sound.

The roots grew out of the soil and penetrated hard towards Ning Caichen. A jade pendant began to emit a soft gaze and began to protect Ning Caichen.

The soft light was like a shield, but it broke out the next moment. Ning Caichen's eyes were so bloody that he saw it. The old man Zhuge Wolong misled him. He thought it was a peerless treasure, but he didn't expect that he would crack brittlely after being hit.

He couldn't help but take out the jade pendant that Yan Chixia had just thrown and held it tightly in his hand. He could save his life and hear it.

The roots of the tree fell again, but the jade pendant flew up instantly, floating directly above Ning Caichen's head, emitting a colorful light, protecting Ning Caichen.

A spell came out in his mind.

The Emperor's Dragon Fist, four big characters flash and shine.
Chapter completed!