"This is a little bit of medicine that our family made. We hope it can help you resist evil spirits."

The situation was temporarily stable, and the immortal cultivation family below that was protected by them sent monks up to express their gratitude.

The family's surname was An, and they were neither big nor small, and could barely stand firm in the world of immortal cultivation. With their strength, it was already an extraordinary performance that they could hold out until the reinforcements from Sutra Repository arrived.

If Elder He and his companions had arrived half an hour later, this family would probably have ceased to exist.

Their leader was an old man with white hair and beard, who had not even reached the Jindan stage, but was only a cultivator in the late foundation building stage. This was actually the norm for small forces in the world of immortal cultivation.

As soon as he came up, he kowtowed to the many monks on the flying boat and thanked them repeatedly. He couldn't help but shed tears.

After saying a lot of words of thanks, he brought a tray with a velvet bottom and placed a pile of things in front of them.

There were quite a few porcelain bottles containing medicinal pills, and an old mountain ginseng that had turned into a spirit.

In addition, behind the old man, there were fifteen young female practitioners who had just started practicing Qi and were dressed lightly.

Obviously, they were also part of the thank you gift.

For the female cultivators from these small families, if they have the opportunity to attach themselves to a disciple of Sutra Valley, their entire lives may be changed.

However, the people from Chongshan League and Zangjing Valley had no interest in them.

He even disdained their medicinal pills.

In the market, there is a huge price difference between the elixirs produced by the big sects and those made by this wild chicken family.

Some small families even dared to sell the pills without refining the poison. So if it was not a last resort, they had no interest in taking this kind of pill.

However, the old man obviously knew what they were thinking and took the initiative to uncork several porcelain bottles.

As soon as the bottle of medicine was opened, surprisingly, an alluring sweet fragrance spread out and penetrated into everyone's nostrils.

Even on this flying boat, with strong winds and turbulent air, there was no way to blow away the smell.

It's really just tempting.

The smell of this elixir makes people instinctively feel that there is something good in the bottle.

A group of foundation-building monks were involuntarily attracted to move closer, and even the Jindan monks present swallowed their saliva unconsciously.

Try it, just take one and try it.

They didn't even know the name of the elixir, but they had such an idea.

Only the top cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage and above have their souls and spirits supported by the Nascent Soul, or have directly transformed into the Primordial Spirit, and will not be affected too much by the body's instincts.

They just realized something was wrong and looked at the pills in front of them with some doubt. They didn't know why a small family in a remote area could produce such good pills.

"Please try it, my envoys. This is a pill made by our family using the wild ginseng king. It can increase your cultivation, restore your spiritual energy, and strengthen your soul!"

"The An family is grateful for the help from the envoy. Please do not be polite."

The old man spoke again, trying hard to sell the pill in his hand, and his words were very sincere.

Many foundation-building cultivators were salivating at the smell of the elixir. Their rationality had been suppressed by their instinctive desires.

Hearing what he said, they could no longer bear it and grabbed the pills and put them into their mouths.

But just when they were about to take the pill, dozens of vines that grew out from nowhere tightly bound their hands, making them unable to move.

“Who is it!…”

The thing they desire is right in front of them, but they can't get it to their mouths. This feeling of wanting but not getting it makes them almost crazy.

Those fellow disciples from the Sutra Repository who had obtained the elixir seemed like different people. They were all furious and looked at those who had tried to stop them.

But he found that those vines all grew from under Jiang Li's feet.

Jiang Li's momentum was released and then retracted, which shocked these fellow disciples and made them wake up from their irrational state. What happened to them? Realizing that something was wrong, they hurriedly threw away some of the pills in their hands and retreated in fear.

As a thank you gift to the lifesaver, it is understandable to give some good things. But it can increase cultivation, strengthen the soul, and taste so sweet and tempting. How did you, a small An family, resist eating it all? And that sweet taste, in Jiang Li's nose, smells different.

It was an unusual smell. As a practitioner of the Nine Netherworld Taoist Scriptures, he could distinguish a very strong pheromone from it.

This smell means that they are the same kind of spiritual root seeds!

Jiang Li raised his hand and took a pill. He squeezed it gently, and after the outer shell was rubbed off, a round seed was revealed inside.

There is indeed something wrong with the An family. In fact, their base is so close to the Mazu River, so it is normal to have problems.

The old man turned around and tried to escape when he saw that the situation was not good. However, he was just a foundation-building cultivator, and was easily rolled back by Jiang Li's roots, entangled tightly and thrown aside, unable to move.

"Lock him up, and don't let any of the monks from that family go. Seal up everything first, and then interrogate him later."

At Jiang Li's command, a Jindan cultivator and thirty foundation-building cultivators flew down. Such power was more than enough to crush them.

"Oh no! There may be problems at the other aid points as well! Elders, go and alert them immediately!"

After putting all the "pills" into his pocket, Jiang Li suddenly remembered this and quickly asked other elders to go and remind them in person.

Elder He also hung up a communication spirit stone to warn his fellow disciples to be careful.

The area near the Mazu River is truly a place of tigers and wolves. When cultivators arrive here, they are very likely to be infected by spiritual roots.

Elder Duan Shuang, Yu Banxia, ​​and the two later elders, Jindan Jianxiu, were not spared. The other immortal cultivation forces nearby were obviously even less capable of resistance.

Not all of the monks among them may be infected, but there are definitely many enemies hidden among them.

Jiang Li himself felt very comfortable using this method of spiritual root seeding, but when other Nine Nether Woods used this method against him, it would be hard to defend against.

Judging from the performance of many cultivators just now, it is very difficult for cultivators before the Nascent Soul stage to discover any clues of the spiritual root seeds.

As expected of a species that survived from ancient times, its method is so powerful that it's almost like a foul.

Soon, the elders who were sent out found several other teams in the Sutra Valley.

"Alliance leader, thirteen people have already taken the elixir. No abnormalities have occurred so far. The local sect has been controlled by us."

"Alliance Leader Jiang, eleven people here have already taken the medicine. The situation has been explained to them, and the suspicious items have been sealed."

"Alliance leader, I saw the Shushan sword cultivators! They are heading towards the Mazu River Basin!"

According to the first two pieces of information feedback, although some people have been infected, the situation is not too bad.

The third elder bypassed the center of the incident and ran to the other side to remind them to be careful, but he discovered the Shushan sword cultivation team.

They were coming from the other direction.

"Stop them now,"

Jiang Li responded quickly, but it was too late.

Before the elders of Chongshan League could stop them, a golden Shushan flying sword suddenly appeared in the Mazu River basin.

After flashing in front of them for a moment, it immediately turned back and dived into the water.

That was the flying sword of Elder Zuo Luo, the Golden Elixir Master of Shushan.

But when they saw the sword light, they were so excited that they had no time to care about anything else and rushed straight to the Mazu River on their flying swords.

When several sword cultivators from Mount Shu got closer, they saw the golden flying sword sink straight into the water.

After a moment's hesitation, they jumped into the foul-smelling water.

Jiang Li and others just arrived, but saw twelve sword lights piercing into the water. Not a single Shushan person was left, all of them had gone down.

This group of sword cultivators are really brave and courageous. Even he, a physical cultivator, is not as reckless as them.

For now, they can only float in the air and observe the changes below.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths, the river water churned from time to time, and no one knew what was happening below.

The people on the shore were waiting anxiously. How could such a team of top swordsmen be swallowed up by the river?

Half a quarter of an hour later, an extremely sharp sword light tore through the river water from the bottom of the river and slashed straight into the sky.

The divided river could not heal for a long time, and twelve sword lights appeared below, flying up at a high speed, jumping out of the water and escaping.

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But what was chasing them closely was hundreds of huge tree roots of astonishing size! They were obviously plants, but the speed of the tree roots was very fast. The two Yuanying flying at the end were actually a step late, and the tree roots entangled their ankles and flying swords, and their upward momentum came to an abrupt halt.

The other tree roots ignored the others and rushed forward, trying to swallow them up.

"help!"

Jiang Li and his men did not retreat but advanced, launching a fierce attack from the side. Spiritual energy surged like a tide, and sawdust flew everywhere.

Their fierce attack only managed to slow down the speed of the tree roots, and the actual damage caused was very limited.

Jiang Li's Immortal-Slaying Flying Sword flew out in an instant and cut off one of the tree roots that was wrapped around his ankle.

The guardian also cut off the other one, which allowed the two Nascent Souls to escape.

However, this is just the beginning.

Before the Shushan sword cultivator could thank Jiang Li and the others, the tree roots' attack came again.

"Retreat quickly!"

Jiang Li shouted, and quickly retreated with the top executives. . .

Well, actually, he is the slowest one among them.

Even with the blessing of the Armor Horse Divine Movement, his speed of flying in the air was barely equivalent to that of a Jindan cultivator, and there was still a huge gap between him and the group of cultivators around him who were at least at the Yuanying stage or above.

It was thanks to his control of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Sword that he ensured that no one was left behind.

As soon as they left, the Mazu River basin suddenly surged up with waves dozens of meters high.

Below, there was a thick thermocline layer, which was suddenly punctured. The underwater cemetery that had existed since ancient times was completely torn apart at this moment.

After losing the suppression of the Nephila race, this Nine Netherwood was able to completely let itself go.

The water in the Mazu River surged outward like a tsunami, flooding a large area.

A huge tree squeezed out from a space under the riverbed. The roots twisting in the air cast a large shadow, almost blocking out the sun.

The huge tree trunk was half submerged in the water. Its size was so exaggerated that it made people gasp.

Jiang Li and this thing have had a "spiritual connection" for a long time, but this is the first time they have met like this.

On the Jiuzhou Continent, these Nine Nether branches all grew for the same goal: one day, when they were strong enough, they would return to the Nine Netherworld and replace the mother plant.

Therefore, since their inception, there has been an irreconcilable competitive and hostile relationship between the Jiuyou branches.

The Nine Nether Wood and the Nine Nether Wood are incompatible.

Therefore, both sides immediately locked onto each other and made them the first target of hatred.

The next moment, terrifying wind pressure came down from above, and the trees below Jiang Li were instantly broken by the wind pressure.

A huge tree root fell towards him like a collapsed mountain pillar.

The ground was cracked by the pumping, and a long and narrow rift spread into the distance. Dirty river water poured in, and soon a new river was formed.

The destructive power of this monster is no less than that of a natural disaster.

Jiang Li stepped on the Immortal-Slaying Flying Sword and dodged to the side with all his strength, thus barely avoiding the blow.

However, the sweeping air current still made him lose his balance, and he flew a long distance to the side before he could barely stop.

What on earth did this Nine Netherwood eat, and how many years did it take for it to grow so big?

Why is the tree in my coffin so disappointing?

The huge branch of Jiuyou kept chasing Jiang Li.

Jiang Li relied on the mobility of the Immortal-Slaying Sword to dodge with all his might.

The Immortal-Slaying Flying Sword is very fast, but it is still not enough in front of this kind of monster.

There were several times when he couldn't dodge and almost couldn't hold back on his own cards.

Fortunately, the guardian came to help in time and he was able to barely escape.

The tree roots lashed the ground again and again, and the terrain in this area had completely collapsed.

The broken strata, mixed with huge amounts of river water, turned the area into a swamp.

The monks in the Sutra Valley in the distance were so shocked by the doomsday scene that they were speechless.

However, they are now a lot more relaxed, because the attack of the huge Nine Netherwood not only destroyed the terrain, but also destroyed a large number of Yin corpses.

The warship's spiritual cannon began to fire at the Nine Netherwood, but the spiritual energy beams hitting that big guy still had little effect. They could only watch from a distance, without even the ability to interfere with the enemy.

At this time, several streaks of light flashed across the sky.

The top monks from the three major sects finally arrived. They controlled their magic weapons, cast spells, rushed into the battlefield, and fought against the Nine Nether Wood together.

The lineup was almost as good as the one in the Bailian Mountain battle, and it collided with this ancient spiritual root branch.

Most of the roots were intercepted by them, which finally allowed Jiang Li to breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, Jiang Li, whose combat power was obviously insufficient, should retreat immediately and stay away from the range covered by the roots of the huge Nine Nether Tree.

But Jiang Li didn't do that.

He waved his hand and summoned a forest to block his view. Then a crack appeared in his chest and his real body emerged from the Jiuyou clone.

The Nine Netherworld tree world, which had not yet had time to spread, was smashed to pieces by the attacking tree roots. Two figures flew out from the dust on the left and right, and moved away at high speed.

As expected, the attention of the huge Nine Nether Tree was all attracted by the clone, while Jiang Li's real body did the opposite and rushed towards the main trunk of the opponent.

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