Regardless of his talent, ability, or understanding, Qing Lin can be said to be a monster like no other.

Its strength is not weak, but it has been protected too well for a long time.

Considering that at such a young age, she can become the master of Penglai Pavilion in Tianxu Holy City, her identity and background must not be simple.

Now he is training with Si Xueyi and has experienced several life and death experiences.

Quietly, a lot of changes have taken place.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Qinglin looked at Si Xueyi and said solemnly.

"Then leave it to you!"

Si Xueyi nodded, then used his body skills to take the lead in charging into the group of tree spirits in front.

His target is the thousand-year-old tree spirit!

The thousand-year-old tree spirit is a human monk who is in the heavenly realm in terms of cultivation alone.

Its shortcomings are that it is not flexible enough and does not have the huge inheritance of human monks and various magical weapons.

The advantages are strong defense, amazing vitality, and incredible recovery power.

Whoosh!

Si Xueyi passed through many century-old tree spirits and came to this thousand-year tree spirit a hundred meters away.

He looked up and saw that this thousand-year-old tree spirit was hundreds of meters tall and had extremely powerful oppression.

The top of its torso has tree branches that resemble human facial features and stretch out, like slender and exaggerated arms.

"What a rich blood. If your body is used as a sacrifice, Tree Ancestor would be very happy."

The thousand-year-old tree spirit sensed Si Xueyi's presence, and a strange and evil smile appeared on its features.

Si Xueyi murmured: "It's exactly as I guessed. You have been planning this for at least half a year."

"Half a year? Hahaha, we have been planning for the nirvana of the ancestor of the tree for hundreds of years. You, a human, know so much, so we can't let you go!"

An evil light bloomed in the eyes of the thousand-year-old tree spirit, and the next moment he launched an offensive.

Bang!

The nine branches pierced the air like steel spears and headed towards Si Xueyi.

Si Xueyi pressed his hands together to activate the Arhat's golden body, and golden light surged all over his body, turning into a circular energy circle to cover himself.

Different from other golden bodies of Arhats, in the golden light surging on his body, there is a dragon shadow lingering and flickering in it.

This is the result of the melting of the divine dragon's body and the Arhat's golden body. Its defensive power is far beyond that of other monks.

Nine branches hit it, like hitting a copper bell, making a dull and loud sound.

Dust was flying for a while, but Si Xueyi remained motionless.

Dang Dang Dang!

Thousand-year-old tree spirits kept launching attacks, but they were unable to break through the protective golden light and the shadow of the divine dragon.

"You can't do it!"

Si Xueyi looked up, with a mocking look on his lips.

Whoosh!

As soon as the words fell, Si Xueyi rose into the air and killed him in the blink of an eye, stamping his palm on the torso of the thousand-year-old tree spirit.

Boom!

The violent force shook the earth and the mountains, and the thick bark cracked cracks, and then flew out like snowflakes.

After the bark peeled off, a terrifying palm print was left inside, with green liquid seeping out.

The thousand-year-old tree spirit was in severe pain and felt extremely shocked inside.

But it still gritted its teeth and snorted: "You can't do it either, just let me scratch this little injury!"

Si Xueyi smiled and said, "You are really tough."

The divine dragon sword pill bloomed between his eyebrows, and the sword pill emitted threads of threads, which poured into the fingertips of his right hand.

boom!

A beam of sword light burst out from Si Xueyi's fingertips and hit the location of the palm print, creating a hole on the spot.

As the green liquid continued to flow through the hole, the thousand-year-old tree spirit let out a shrill scream and completely entered a violent state.

Its strange eyes also completely turned blood red at this time.

"That's it."

Si Xueyi smiled, jumped into the air, and took the initiative to kill him.

The other person is in mid-air, and his body is extremely flexible.

Every time it was about to fall, a dark purple lotus flower appeared under its feet. With a gentle step, its body shape changed again in the air.

You can't stay in the air for a long time in the Dragon Vein Realm, you can only do it when you reach the Heavenly Realm.

But while the lotus flashed and flickered, Si Xueyi's body skills reached a level that was perfect, comparable to, or even superior to, that of ordinary heavenly monks.

The thousand-year-old tree spirit suffered immediately.

Si Xueyi was very calm. He first used the Dragon Tiger Fist to smash the bark of the tree, and then used the light of his sword to carve out a hole.

Not long after, the thousand-year-old tree spirit was covered in bruises and dozens of holes appeared on its torso.

"Damn it, human being, you will regret it, you will definitely regret it, just wait and accept the most cruel torture!"

The thousand-year-old tree spirit was frightened. It shook its whole body and its trunk kept digging into the ground.

The height of 100 meters was reduced by more than half in the blink of an eye, and he was about to run away.

"Hand of the Dragon!"

Si Xueyi was dressed in white, as if an immortal had fallen from the sky.

Thirty-six dragon patterns gathered on the right hand, evolving into a metal dragon pattern glove.

His five fingers became sharp and sharp, with a cold metallic luster flowing on their surface, making them look more terrifying than the dragon's claws.

"rise!"

Si Xueyi grabbed the remaining treetops of the other party, with lotus blossoms blooming under his feet. He stepped on it fiercely, and all his energy spurted out like a volcano.

With the violent roar of the dragon, he forcefully pulled out the nearly 100-meter-long tree spirit.

Boom!

The tree spirit fell to the ground like a giant python, and then kept rolling.

"How can I ask you to tell the truth!"

A smile appeared on Si Xueyi's lips, and when the tree spirit struggled to get up, it flashed past like an afterimage.

brush!

After he stood firm, the tree spirit behind him was cut in half by the dragon's claws.

"Don't be so harsh now."

Si Xueyi turned around and walked over, casually shaking his hand, and the divine dragon's claws turned into dragon patterns and hid under his skin.

The tree spirit has completely fallen!

Si Xueyi dug out a pill the size of a fingernail from its body.

This is the Wood Spirit Pill.

It is the life essence of a thousand-year-old tree spirit. A powerful tree spirit can refine it into wood spirit beads.

The Wood Spirit Pill is far less rare than the Wood Spirit Pearl, but it is also extremely rare for monks.

Not only can it improve your cultivation, but it can also assist in your physical training.

It is a pure natural tonic!

In terms of safety alone, the Wood Spirit Pill is even better than the Holy Dragon Pill.

After all, any elixir, no matter how refined it is, will have some toxicity.

The only drawback is that the quantity is too small.

Such a large tree spirit can only produce wood elixirs the size of fingernails.

"Si Xueyi, it's done, no one escaped."

Qing Lin held the Qiushui Sword and ran over excitedly, her face flushed with a hint of pride.

Si Xueyi smiled and said: "Not bad, little Pavilion Master. With so many hundred-year-old tree spirits, one person can handle it. It's no worse than me."

Qing Lin's face turned red and he quickly said: "How could it be possible? How can I compare with the Holy Academy's banished immortals? I just have the Holy Sword to help me."
To be continued...