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Chapter 209 Trading

At this moment in the small world of Xinghe, as the shadow of the willow tree towering into the sky appeared, the entire small world was completely transformed into a world of black thunder.

Rumble~

Rumble~

The mighty thunder of punishment and tribulation, like a tide, flooded towards the willow tree, as if it destroyed the world.

Under the thunder of Heaven's Punishment Tribulation, the decayed willow branch completely absorbed the dense purple energy. The originally decayed black willow branch completely turned into emerald green, and vigorous vitality emanated from the branch.

"Is this the Heavenly Punishment Tribulation Thunder?"

There are some vicissitudes of voice, murmuring in the thunder sea, and there is an inexplicable emotion in the low voice, which keeps fluctuating with the ups and downs of the thunder sea.

"Pindao, is it really true that he is resurrected?"

In the shadow of the willow tree, he whispered again.

"Hey, it turns out it's just a trace of the remaining soul in the world, condensed again."

There was a moment of silence, and then another sigh came from the sea of ​​thunder.

"Haha, friend Yangmei, I haven't seen you for an eternity. I hope you are fine."

Listening to the low murmur of the shadow of the willow tree in the sea of ​​thunder, the figure on the Yunling Stone Bead laughed and said greetings loudly.

"Who are you? How do you know Pindao?"

Suddenly, a vicissitudes of Taoist shadow stood on a willow branch that exuded a mysterious light. It passed directly through the sea of ​​thunder, crossed the entire galaxy and silver sea, and appeared in front of the figure on the Yunling Stone Bead. He asked calmly.

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"Hey, it's actually a rare treasure, a spirit-containing stone bead."

"Who are you?"

Staring at the figure in front of him, whose face was shrouded in a layer of mist, the ancestor raised his eyebrows and asked calmly again.

However, in this calm voice of inquiry, whether it was the figure on the Yunling Stone Bead or the loose soul in the distance, their hearts trembled, as if they felt a biting chill from this voice.

After calming down slightly, the figure on the Yunling Stone Bead looked at the vicissitudes of Taoist shadow in front of him and smiled calmly.

"Fellow Taoist Yangmei is indeed a famous great god from the ancient times, and his knowledge is as profound as the sea."

"Who am I, fellow Taoist, there is no need to ask."

"Fellow Taoist, all you need to know is that I can help you to resurrect and descend into the wild world."

"Hmph, how dare people who hide their heads and show their tails dare to talk so shamelessly."

A cold snort instantly overwhelmed the vast sea of ​​thunder and echoed in the small world of the galaxy.

The next moment, a emerald green willow branch, like a spiritual snake, passed through the layers of space, wrapped around a huge star, crossed the heart of the Milky Way, split open the black thunder sea, and headed straight towards Yun Ling

The figure on the stone bead came crushing over.

Looking at the stars that suddenly hit him, the figure on the spirit-containing stone bead just smiled and raised his hand to point out.

In an instant, a finger as thick as an ancient sacred mountain poked out from the void and easily resisted the crushing star.

"Fellow Taoist Yangmei, you are now trapped in the Heavenly Punishment Tribulation Thunder, and you are just a ray of remnant soul that has awakened. I'm afraid you are no match for me."

"Haha, really?"

"Fellow Taoist, you can give it a try."

The ancestor raised his eyebrows and chuckled lightly, without any hint of fireworks.

The willow branch that wrapped around the big star suddenly trembled, and a vast and unparalleled force spurted out, completely crushing the finger that was like an ancient sacred mountain, and once again bombarded the figure on the Yunling Stone Bead.

"Haha, since fellow Taoist Yangmei is so elegant, I will have a discussion with you."

After the words fell, the figure finally broke away from the Yunling Stone Bead, and a huge Fatianxiangdi, as huge as the ancient sacred mountain, appeared outside the black sea of ​​thunder.

As the figure waved its sleeves, a sleeve that seemed capable of swallowing up the universe emerged from the void and instantly collected the big star that was bombarded by it into its sleeve.

Ling Song stared at the fight between the two top Qi practitioners, secretly swallowing his saliva, and felt frightened in his heart by the overwhelming power of these two people.

The next moment, Lingsong's face was filled with a look of ecstasy that could not be suppressed. Looking at the huge celestial body like an ancient sacred mountain, he thought to himself:

"With such a mighty master as my backing, I will see if those hypocrites from the Three Religions Mountain Gate will still dare to insult me ​​wantonly."

"And that old man Daoyang, until the Lord subdues this mysterious Yangmei Ancestor, I will never let go of you."

Thinking of this, Ling Songren's eyes were filled with excitement and longing, and he looked at the two sides who were fighting.

Standing in the center of the shadow of the willow tree, the raised-brow ancestor frowned suddenly when he saw the big sleeves that swallowed the sky and the earth.

"Eh? What's in your sleeve?"

"Are you Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple?"

The voice of Yangmei Ancestor was full of doubts.

"No, Zhen Yuanzi has already fallen into that catastrophe. You can't be him."

"Furthermore, the world in your sleeves lacks Zhen Yuanzi's natural and elegant feeling, but is more chilling and chilling."

The shadow of the willow tree in the black sea of ​​thunder suddenly trembled as the heart of the Yangmei Ancestor rose and fell, and there was also a crack in the shining precious light that enveloped the entire shadow of the willow tree.

Rumble~

In an instant, the endless black thunder seemed to have found an outlet, and all struck towards the crack.

In just a breath, the Heavenly Punishment Tribulation Thunder had completely torn apart the body-protecting treasure light.

In the blink of an eye, the black lightning completely annihilated a main branch of the green willow tree.

"Fellow Taoist Yangmei, now is not the time to be distracted."

After the figure finished speaking, the big sleeves swung again, and the immeasurable starlight was absorbed into the big sleeves.

The next moment, the blue sea of ​​fire transformed by the starlight suddenly spurted out from his large sleeves, and in conjunction with the thunder catastrophe that filled the sky, it burned towards the giant tree that reached the sky.

After finally blocking the Heavenly Punishment Tribulation Thunder for the time being, the ancestor raised his eyebrows and looked at the bright blue sea of ​​fire, feeling secretly frightened.

"Not only can you hold the world in your sleeves, but also Zhen Yuanzi's Chen Guang True Fire Technique?"

"Who are you? You are fighting with a poor man, and you still have to hide it. Are you so shameless?"

As he spoke, in the phantom of Yangmei Ancestor's willow tree, billions of willow branches fluttered in the wind, and countless crystal willow leaves flew out from the branches, turning into the cold Xuanming True Water.

In an instant, the endless sea of ​​fire was completely frozen and disappeared into the black sea of ​​thunder.

"Alright, fellow Taoist Yangmei, the opening time of the Heavenly Tomb is limited. Let's stop the discussion between you and me. How about that?"

Ignoring the sarcasm of Yangmei Ancestor, the figure just said calmly.

After hearing this, the phantom of Yangmei Patriarch's sky-reaching willow tree gradually calmed down, and remained unmoved no matter how violent the black sea of ​​thunder was.

After a long moment of silence, Yangmei Patriarch took the lead in breaking the silence and asked calmly:

"You have worked hard to awaken a ray of my remaining soul from the wilderness. Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"Haha, fellow Taoist Yangmei."

Looking at the phantom of the willow tree that had calmed down in the sea of ​​thunder, the figure did not feel relaxed at all.

He knew very well in his heart that the willow tree opposite was terrifying. Even if it was trapped by the thunder of punishment, he had to deal with it carefully.

Otherwise, if you are not careful, your spiritual body may disappear completely, and the spirit-containing stone bead will also be lost.

Thinking of this, the figure said calmly:

"It's just a coincidence that I awakened a trace of my fellow Taoist soul."

"As for what my purpose is."

As he spoke, the figure glanced at the shadow of the willow tree and said calmly:

"I just want to make a deal with Taoist Fellow Yangmei."

"trade?"

"Yes, it's just a transaction. I don't know friends, but would you be interested in knowing more about it?"

The shadow of the willow tree stood quietly in the sea of ​​thunder, and countless willow branches seemed to be constantly swinging with the roar of the sea of ​​thunder.

For a moment, in the entire small world of the galaxy, only the roar of the thunder of punishment and tribulation was raging.

The atmosphere in the entire small world started to become weird at this moment.

Lingshanren, who was in this weird atmosphere, subconsciously slowed down his breathing, for fear of disturbing the peace between the two bosses.

After a long time, the shadow of the willow tree swayed slightly, and a slightly vicissitudes of sound slowly echoed in the small world of the galaxy.

"I'm all ears."

Hearing this, the figure stared intensely at the shadow of the willow tree in the sea of ​​thunder, and finally the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Fellow Taoist Yangmei, I can help you truly resurrect and appear in this wild world."

"I just need to do one thing for me after you are resurrected, fellow Taoist Yangmei."

As he spoke, the figure calmly looked at the shadow of the willow tree and asked seriously:

"I wonder, fellow Taoist Yangmei, what do you think?"

"Is this deal still a good deal?"

The figure's plain words were like the sound of heaven, completely overpowering the rolling thunder of the thunder of punishment and tribulation, resounding in the small world.

Everyone in Lingsong was stunned, and the sky-reaching willow tree in the sea of ​​thunder was also completely shocked.


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