Two thunderbolts fell, and the ghost locust tree was split from the middle, burning with flames again.
But this time, the flames directly swept through the entire ghost locust tree.
The vines that had originally attacked Xuan Master with all their fangs and claws were directly swept away by the fire and burned to ashes at this moment.
The huge ancient ghost locust tree is already being destroyed at a speed visible to the naked eye!
After a while.
Until the ghost locust tree was burned to ashes in the blazing fire.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the ruins in front of them with a look of relief.
"You can actually cast the thunder spell."
Qi Yufeng turned back and glanced at Zhao Wanzi with a complicated look: "Although Xuanmen today is supported by three caves and its strength is not inferior to the martial arts world, it only uses true energy to transform into weapons, causing a certain degree of lethality."
"But similar to the Leibu spell, this kind of spell that can truly reflect the power of Xuanmen has been lost long ago. Even if it exists, there are only a few spells, and they cannot be brought to the stage at all."
Thunder spell.
Not to mention Qi Yufeng, even Lu Fan was shocked by these two thunders falling from the sky.
"Amazing."
Wuchen clapped his hands: "This ghost locust tree has already been cultivated to perfection. Ordinary flames cannot hurt it at all. It must be attracted by the thunder and fire of the most powerful sun to completely destroy it."
He turned to look at Zhao Wanzi: "This fellow Taoist's Taoism is so profound and pure. If I guess correctly, the fellow Taoist should come from one of the Four Great Dao Mountains?"
Facing Wuchen's inquiry, Zhao Wanzi did not look at him, but said: "Dig out the roots of the tree, there must be something buried underneath."
"Dig the roots?"
Wuchen was startled, and then looked at the burned ancient locust tree.
"Go and dig out the roots of the tree as she said."
Qi Yufeng had already waved his hand and ordered.
Several Xuan Masters stepped forward, first lifted the burnt charcoal aside, then bent down and dug directly with their bare hands.
After digging for a while, I suddenly heard someone shouting: "There is something inside!"
Everyone moved closer and saw a dark jar exposed in the soil under the roots of the ancient Guihuai tree.
Only the upper half of the jar is exposed, and most of the body is still buried in the soil.
The jar is very large, at least half a person's capacity, and at the mouth of the jar, there is a worn yellow talisman, which is particularly eye-catching.
"It's a soul-soothing charm."
Zhao Wanzi walked over, bent down, and pushed away the soil on top with his hands.
"The jar should contain ashes."
As she spoke, she reached out and tore the yellow talisman apart.
"Do not move!"
Wuchen suddenly shouted: "Since we know that it is the Soul Calming Talisman and it is buried under such a big ghost locust tree, you are so reckless as to tear it open. If something comes out from inside, we will all have to do it."
Tough luck!”
Wuchen and the three disciples behind him looked nervous, as if what happened to Guihuai just now had caused a lot of psychological shadow on them.
Zhao Wanzi's stretched out hand stopped. She lowered her head and squatted on the ground, scanning the yellow talisman with her eyes carefully. Then she stood up and said, "dig it out and take it outside at dawn tomorrow."
You can open it again and take a look."
After saying that, Wuchen and others were obviously relieved.
Then, Zhao Wanzi looked towards the direction of the temple. At this moment, bursts of crying suddenly came from the darkness in the distance.
