Chapter 1606

Brush! Just as ye Lingfeng thought about it, Gu Yu had released a white light, which covered the fourth bridge of Naihe and was included in it.

Then, the ninth bridge and the fourth bridge are joined together, and they touch each other perfectly. The original breath of miraculous spirit has become more powerful and broad, which is pitiful.

"The bridge body is damaged, the bridge soul does not wake up..." But unfortunately, although the breath of Naihe bridge became more and more extraordinary after docking, the cracks on the fourth bridge still existed, and there was no sign of abatement, and the soul of the ninth bridge murmured.

What did the fourth bridge experience? The trauma was so severe that even the soul of the bridge could not wake up When ye Lingfeng heard the speech, he was more and more surprised. He did not expect that the situation of the fourth bridge was so serious.

"What are you?" At this time, after staring at the samsara wood for a long time, the branches trembled slightly and murmured to themselves, "you have a good evil breath. I want to turn you into a human being!"

Degree? Build wood to be reincarnated wood! Hearing the words of the little tree, ye Lingfeng's scalp suddenly became numb, and his eyes suddenly showed the color of ecstasy. The existence of samsara wood can be said to be the biggest knot in his heart, which makes him worry all the time that if he breaks through his cultivation, he will not be taken over by the breath hidden in samsara wood.

But unfortunately, even today, he can't find any way to suppress the toxicity of samsara except for the yellow spring grass. But now Jianmu even said that he wanted to spend reincarnation wood. How could he not be overjoyed.

Jianmu is the ancestor of all kinds of trees. Reincarnation is the same as vegetation. Who knows if Jianmu can really restrain reincarnation.

"You can't, little tree!" Thinking of this, ye Lingfeng suddenly showed a sneer on his face and said, "this wood is extraordinary. It comes from heaven. What I'm good at is to suppress your little tree!"

He had now seen that the little tree was very proud. Although as a Jianmu, it certainly has the ability to be proud, but this self-confidence is also its Achilles' heel. For it, it is absolutely cool to try this thing.

"Suppress the Buddha?" When the little tree heard the words, it suddenly gave out a proud voice with the sky and the earth. Its body vibrated violently, and the whole body was green. A breath like a fairy spread out in an instant and filled the whole garden.

That kind of breath, vast and powerful, sacred and unpredictable, makes people want to worship. In particular, all the plants in the garden are folding their heads at the moment, like weeds worshiping the king.

Even ye Lingfeng's vision of building trees, and the biling tree in it, are trembling slightly at the moment. The color is a little dim, and the withering image gradually appears. Obviously, it can't be compared with the prestige of the small trees.

But only reincarnation wood, still under the pressure of Jianmu, keeps a peaceful appearance, floating in the air, branches and leaves swaying gently without wind, that open bud, rippling out endless mysterious breath, giving people a strange feeling.

"I am the ancestor of all kinds of trees, worship in front of me!" Samsara's calm attitude makes the little tree angry. Its voice is arrogant, just like rolling nine days and ten places. For it, it's just a normal thing.

Unfortunately, samurai is indifferent to its deterrence. It just stands quietly in the air, indifferent to it.

"Good You're fine... " The little tree was completely infuriated, with a sarcastic tone, the branches swayed, a drop of green suddenly flew up, like a flying star, towards the reincarnation wood.

As far as ye Lingfeng is concerned, the green is the pure smell of vegetation. Plants originally live for a living, but at this moment, under the use of small trees, there is a sense of desolation, as if to destroy the vitality of all things, with a sense of bleak autumn wind.

in one year, withers and thrives once each other is born and died. The two sense of life and death is the most profound. Since small trees can make muyuan's breath glow and moisten the ancient trees, they will naturally be filled with death and die out of life.

Looking at Jianmu's action, ye Lingfeng felt that if he could understand it, he would have a second skill to use in the future, and even help plants change.

Hum! It's too late, it's too fast, and the death of plants soon falls on reincarnation wood. Death will flow, a yellow smell immediately wrapped in the reincarnation wood body, it seems to be like the autumn wind wash heaven and earth, peel life from it.

Looking at this scene, ye Lingfeng's heart has been mentioned in his throat, he is eager to hope that the tree can succeed. If the samsara wood is extinct, it will solve a big problem for him.

But just at this time, an amazing scene appeared, the withered and yellow vegetation was intended to wind around the reincarnation around the wood. Its blooming petals, gently tremble, strange attraction suddenly, unexpectedly is life will die all absorb.

Not only that, after absorbing the idea of death, ye Lingfeng saw that the roots, branches and leaves of reincarnation wood were a little stronger than before, especially the bud. At this moment, the color of the bud was changing from pink to bright red, and the tip of the petal was like a drop of blood.

What's so special about this is that it's making reincarnation wood grow faster, or it's helping reincarnation wood grow faster? Looking at this scene, ye Lingfeng's eyes are jumping wildly, and his heart is full of regret. If you don't tease the small trees, the samsara wood can still keep its original shape, but now it's better. With the development of the small trees, the samsara wood has become stronger than before."Devil! You are evil! You are so special! Your grandmother's! Your grandma's! Your grandson's! I can't believe you! " When he saw that the death of his plants was absorbed by reincarnation wood, the branches of the little tree were shaking violently. It looked like people were shaking because of shortness of breath.

At the moment when the voice fell, the little tree suddenly rose up, and the branches rocked and soared! Then a touch of green burst out from the tree, like a sword, head-on to the reincarnation wood in the empty air!

That Green's prestige is extremely heavy, when flies over, the pressure void is all humming, obviously, this is a kind of unique attack of Jianmu!

We must succeed! Looking at the fast rising green, ye Lingfeng engraves the scene firmly in his mind, leaving it for later to understand and strengthen his vision of building wood, while praying silently in the bottom of his heart.

Under such a powerful attack, samsara can no longer maintain its previous calm. Its branches and leaves sway gently. Along the budding buds, there is a yellow breath, which is the same as the death of the trees.