A pair of green arms, condensed by endless wood, hit Ye Qing's chest.

The barrier formed by the flame is rapidly collapsing, and Ye Qing can't stop it for too long.

However, just when the flame barrier was about to collapse, a figure flickered in the sky. It was the skeleton king!

The skeleton king, who has broken through the realm of tianwu, is much faster. Therefore, he can come to help in an instant.

"Skeleton king, hard work!" Ye Qing ordered.

The skeleton King understood and only heard a roar. Without hesitation, he chose self explosion.

The cultivation of the skeleton king is not worth mentioning in front of the experts of the nine levels of tianwu.

Therefore, the only thing the skeleton king can do is self explosion!

The rumbling sound resounded through the sky. At Ye Qing's command, the skeleton King exploded boldly. He didn't expect that the other party would explode if he didn't agree with him.

Although the power of self explosion is difficult to hurt endless wood, the frenzied yuan force generated by self explosion has formed a storm and blocked the footsteps of endless wood.

"Go!"

Ye Qing's mind moved and controlled the second turn holy weapon dragon slaying knife to cut through the sky. A strange blood light flickered back and forth.

The second turn of sacred vessels is bound to fail to kill the endless trees of tianwu jiuzhong, but ye Qing's purpose is only to delay time.

In the sky, in the endless wooden eyes, there is a flicker of greed. Two turn holy objects are very precious in the flower world.

Many martial artists in tianwu realm don't have erzhuan sacred vessels. As an elder of Baihua palace, he doesn't even have erzhuan sacred vessels.

Now, seeing ye Qing offering the second turn holy instrument, his heart is ecstatic, as if he had grabbed the Dragon killing knife.

"Yes, yes! There is also a two turn holy instrument, boy. Thank you for giving me the treasure!" Mu smiled grimly and showed his body. It was a green wood, about two meters long, which was shot out in the air.

On the green wood, it releases a strong breath of life. Countless trees fly across the sky, breaking through the barrier formed by fire and rushing into the secret room.

Ye Qing's face was dignified. Just now, the skeleton King bought him time. Most of the yuan power and magic in his body have been restored.

"Buzz!"

In Ye Qing's palm, nine kinds of flames burned wildly and condensed rapidly to form nine color fire lotus.

At the same time, Ye Qing pushed it out and hit countless trees head-on.

Sooner or later, when the nine color fire lotus burst out, the skeleton king was reborn and exploded again under the guidance of Ye Qing!

The roaring sound shook the sky. The strong man in tianwu-i territory blew himself up, and the power was not small.

The skeleton King blew himself up, and Ye Qing's nine color fire lotus pushed back countless trees in an instant!

With Ye Qing and the skeleton King's obstruction, it was impossible to break into the secret room in a short time.

The body shape drifted back, and the endless wood was suspended in the air. The eyes were very cruel.

"Since I can't get in, I'll completely destroy the secret room! Mei Lan, Zhu Ju, you intend to rebel, and your crime should be punished!"

The endless strange smile of the wooden zzz condenses the violent yuan force to form a huge green palm print and burst out wildly.

There was a lot of noise in the back mountain of Baihua palace. Many deacons of Baihua palace came to watch the war.

There are also the core disciples of the hundred flowers palace. They came a lot. They couldn't hear what Mu said and were stunned for a moment.

Bu zumu said that the four elders of Mei Lan, Zhu Ju planned to rebel. Most of the disciples of Baihua palace present didn't believe it.

However, even if they didn't believe it, they still didn't dare to help the four elders of Mei Lan, Zhu Ju. They could only hide in the distance and watch the war.

Elder Bu Jinmu's strength is so strong that the disciples and deacons of Baihua palace can't compete.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

In the sky, there are more powerful people from Baihua palace, including another elder, Ivy!

He flew across the air. In an instant, he came outside the secret room. When he saw the situation in the secret room, his eyes were slightly frozen. For a moment, he didn't do anything.

"Elder ivy, they intend to murder the palace leader. You and I join hands to kill them quickly!" Bu zumu said first.

Ivy has an expressionless face, but a sneer in his heart. As long as he has a little IQ, he can see what happened in the secret room.

It is obvious that the four elders of Mei Lan, Zhu Ju are helping the palace leader heal and recover his cultivation.

All the wooden thieves shout to catch the thief. The purpose is clear! Those disciples and deacons of Baihua palace may not know what the real purpose of Bu Jinmu is.

However, Ivy knows that there was a tragic war in the flower world 50000 years ago.

After the first World War, the leader of the hundred flowers palace disappeared, and the whereabouts of that mysterious seed were unknown.

"Elder Bu Jinmu, how do you know that Mei Lan, Zhu Ju is plotting against you? In my opinion, it's better to wait until the palace master wakes up!" Ivy stood with his hands down and his face was calm. He didn't mean to help Bu Jinmu.

However, Ivy still didn't do it, but sat on the sidelines.

"Good old fox!" he smiled grimly, knowing that the arrival of ivy is a potential threat. He must solve the battle as soon as possible!

The body shape flickered, and endless wood killed in the air again, releasing the violent power of heaven all over.

Ye Qing resisted the two attacks in a row. In order to vent his anger, he must kill Ye Qing. Otherwise, he will lose face.

"Buzz!"

When the wood was not exhausted, a destructive smell came from the secret room behind Ye Qing. A golden chrysanthemum flew in the air.

With a wheezing sound, his wooden body was pierced by the golden chrysanthemum and made a miserable scream. In an instant, he was badly hurt.

Bu Jinmu's face was pale and saw the scene of panic. The hundred flower saint in the secret room opened his eyes and woke up from his deep sleep.

The breath released by the saint of flowers is incomparably powerful. It is the existence of the celestial realm.

That golden chrysanthemum is the vision of heaven and earth manifested by the saint of flowers.

There is a mysterious and powerful smell on the saint of flowers. She seems to be different from before.

"If you dare to betray me, you will end up dead!"

The saint of flowers looked cold, raised his hand, controlled the golden chrysanthemum and killed it by air attack.

The golden chrysanthemums are bright and dazzling. They come and go in the air. They only listen to the sound of popping. Their wooden bodies can't resist the bombardment of the golden chrysanthemums and are smashed!

In the secret room, the four elders of Mei Lan, Zhu Ju were overjoyed. Finally, their efforts were not in vain. They successfully helped the palace master return to the peak and recover to the celestial realm!

At the moment when the sage of flowers woke up, the four elders of Mei Lan, Zhu Ju fainted. Their consumption was too great. It was a miracle that they could persist until now.

In the hundred flowers palace, outside the secret room, Ivy was the first to react and kneel on the ground to join the palace master.

There were also many deacons and core disciples of Baihua palace. Most of them had never seen the palace master. However, even Ivy knelt down. Naturally, they did not dare to doubt the identity of the palace master of Baihua great saint.

All the disciples of Baihua palace fell on their knees and felt the terror of the celestial realm.

In the void, there is only a little debris left in the endless wood, which is dissipating rapidly.

He was hit by the strong man of the celestial realm. He was seriously injured and dying, and was on the verge of collapse.

Rao, as a strong man of tianwu jiuzhong, can't bear that terrible golden chrysanthemum.

In the back mountain, the cold wind is blowing. However, when the remaining debris of endless wood is about to dissipate, suddenly, it condenses again, and a vigorous vitality is born in the body of endless wood.