Chapter 174

The two people kept pestering and wanted to get the spirit grass. The light flashed all over the sky and the spirit danced. It was very chaotic.

Yang Xuan was suspended not far away from them. His hands trembled and held the immortal sword. The beads of bean sweat kept dripping from the tip of his nose, and the dignified color between his eyebrows and eyes was becoming more and more obvious.

He has completely lost his control over the immortal sword. The vertical and horizontal vitality is constantly pouring out of the runes on the sword body, and the green light spots are flying everywhere, forming a spiritual whirlpool.

"No, it's completely out of control."

Yang Xuan gritted his teeth. He tried to cut off the magnificent power, but the spiritual power he injected had been completely submerged by the immortal sword, let alone controlled. He couldn't even guide now.

At this time, it was not him leading the Changsheng sword, but the Changsheng sword was restraining him and making him unable to leave.

The green spiritual power of life overflowed continuously, and the huge spiritual power vortex began to form slowly. In the center, a light rose into the sky, and the dense clouds in the high air were blown out of a big hole.

Yingying green light lit up the sky, and a large number of light spots were scattered. This time, the whole battlefield was benefited.

The withered and yellow grassland began to glow with vitality, and many bent weeds stood up slowly, recovering green again from top to bottom, just like spring.

All the wounded sergeants, as long as the wound was not too big, healed slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even some broken limbs stopped bleeding.

Everyone stopped and looked at the direction of Yang Xuan with a shocked face. At this time, it had been submerged by the majestic vitality. Except for a huge spiritual vortex, there was no human shadow at all.

Under such great vitality, the golden spirit grass bitten by the six winged centipede also began to move, and the golden light was more and more shining, which hurt the eyes of the stabbing people.

The flying speed of the six winged centipede slowed down, and its head trembled constantly, as if it were to be taken away by the spirit grass.

Old Li narrowly escaped another attack from Zhao Hu and said in a harsh voice, "no! Lingcao will be sucked by the boy!"

Zhao Hu was also surprised when he heard this. He quickly looked at the six winged centipede circling around. He saw that the centipede had already been unable to circle, and his body was still slowly flying towards the spiritual whirlpool where Yang Xuan was.

"What's that?"

He looked at the huge whirlpool and his mind shook.

The power from it is too terrible. Compared with it, I seem to be just a mole ant. Naturally, I will have a sense of fear.

Meanwhile, in the south, somewhere deep in the mountains and forests.

This is an ancient place. There are vast forests within the boundary of thousands of miles. You can't see a city. It's deserted.

At the center of the area, there is a large area with a slightly different size. The tree species are completely different from other places, but a tall Wutong tree.

Each of these Wutong trees is hundreds of meters tall, large enough to reach hundreds of meters, and branches stretch to the four sides to cover up the sun.

At the center of this Wutong forest, there is a most massive tree, even above the trunk, surrounded by clouds and clouds. The crown of the trees rises Yu Yunduan.

In the crown of the tree, a simple palace is laid there. The main hall is made of stone, with some moss on it, showing a simple atmosphere.

On a step outside the hall, a man and a woman were standing there quietly, overlooking the north.

The two men and women look very young, but they look about 20, but their eyes are shining, as if there are endless vicissitudes hidden in them.

"Yue'er, do you feel it?"

The man took the lead in opening his mouth. His voice was full of gas, but his tone was a little old-fashioned.

The woman nodded and said solemnly, "father, this wave seems to..."

"It can't be wrong. It must be it. It seems that this ceremony is very successful. You take people quickly and get them back before the ceremony is over. You can't let them stay outside."

"Yes!"

The woman respectfully hugged the man, and a red light flickered in the depths of her eyes.

Jiang Guo.

The spirit power on the immortal sword kept flowing, and the whirlpool became bigger and bigger, forcing the nearby sergeants to slowly disperse towards their respective camps.

Zhao Hu and Li Lao worked together to cast a spell on the six winged centipede to prevent the spirit grass from being rolled over by the vortex.

Although Qipin spirit grass has not completely born will, it also has some perception of spiritual power. Under such magnificent vitality, it will naturally be attracted to the past.

Fortunately, this attraction is not too strong, and they can barely compete with it.

The vitality on the immortal sword was released for a while, but it didn't take long to stop slowly, as if it had reached a critical point.

The surrounding aura vortex also gradually stopped and began to converge towards the top of Yang Xuan's head, becoming a strange huge symbol.

This symbol looks like a big bird spreading its wings, with countless tail wings and majestic vitality.

Yang Xuan also found the vision. He was shocked and quickly adjusted the remaining aura in his body to take back the immortal sword, but it had little effect.

The immortal sword seemed to have its own consciousness, lying in the void. No matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to shake the slightest bit.

After the big bird like symbol is formed, the green light is suddenly prosperous, and the high bird singing is remembered. It is loud and clear, as if it wants to penetrate the sky.

After the psychic whirlpool disappeared, the spirit grass also lost its attraction. The six winged centipede regained its freedom and immediately flashed towards Li Lao.

Zhao Hu always paid attention to its situation. How could he make it do as he wanted? Even with a loud drink, the flying shuttle rushed to the centipede in control.

"You dare!"

At this time, Li Lao also spelled. After biting his teeth, he felt a yellow Rune paper from his waist, on which many complex runes were written in Zhu pen, from which spiritual power overflowed.

When his lips moved a few times, the rune paper suddenly ignited, and its spiritual power fluctuated greatly. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a streamer and rushed to the flying shuttle in the air.

The streamer speed was faster than that of the flying shuttle. He couldn't get on it. He hit it directly and hit it upside down.

Then, the streamer did not disappear, but after turning a corner in mid air, rushed to Zhao Hu.

"This is the rune paper that I finally got. It's cheap for you."

Old Li snorted coldly. He was distressed in his eyes, but the magic medicine was coming, but he couldn't care so much.

Without the obstruction of the flying shuttle, the six winged centipede soon reached old Li's hand and handed over the spirit grass in his mouth.