"Oh no, there's one less breath. One escaped!"

"Let's work together. We can't let the other one get away again!"

"Be careful, there's a space rift in the middle! Don't touch it!"

The unreasonable and powerful effect of the Rate of Land Banner caught the Mu family cultivators off guard. The Peach Blossom Array that turned against them also made them feel troubled.

Fortunately, that strange situation only lasted for thirty breaths, and the formation returned to normal.

However, the monk whose appearance had obviously changed had disappeared.

The man didn't use any characteristic spells just now, and they didn't even know where he came from.

The existence of a cultivator who could control their family's formation was a thorn in their side.

After this incident, I'm afraid the entire family's formation will have to be rebuilt.

Otherwise, if something like this happens again next time, their entire family may be in danger of losing their lives.

But now, the most important thing is to take down the remaining guy.

This guy is the culprit who destroyed the Pantao Patriarch. He must be caught no matter what and made to experience the most horrific punishment in the world.

Moreover, they have already smelled that the aura emanating from this guy is exactly the Nine Nether Demonic Tree that their family has been looking for for many years.

I don't know if offering its tree heart to the ancestor can calm his anger.

"Take him down!"

More than thirty Jindan cultivators, plus the Patriarch of the Mu family, so many powerful people, attacked with all their strength together.

It seemed as if a horrific natural disaster had befallen the world.

The fertile land was destroyed in an instant, the air was compressed into a solid, and then crushed by the violent energy.

Humans' most commonly used sense of vision has completely lost its effect at this time. In the case of highly concentrated energy, even light cannot maintain a straight line.

More than thirty masters of the Mu family surrounded the Nine Nether Wood in the cemetery in a circle, continuously blasting out terrifying energy with the attribute of Yang Wood.

The power to destroy everything constantly collides and compresses in the center, but is unable to spread and vent.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

The energy compressed to the extreme eventually turned into a pillar of light that reached the sky, directly piercing through the cloud layer formed by demonic energy above.

After a long time, the chaotic energy gradually dissipated.

There was a hole in the sky, and the air dissociated by high energy formed an illusion like the aurora under the sunlight.

Below the light column was a huge hole with no bottom. The soil and rocks above melted into magma and dripped down, hitting the underground river below, emitting bursts of water vapor and white smoke.

In this cylindrical space, the only thing that can maintain its shape is the not-so-big space crack.

There is also a ball of coke floating in the air.

His reversal domain was finally broken by the pressure of spiritual energy. The entire tree was burned into a pile of charcoal without any trace of life.

"Is the demon tree dead? Go and see if its heart is still there."

A Mu family incarnation of a god cautiously approached the ball of charcoal floating in the center.

He reached out his hand and was about to smash it to see if there was any tree core inside that the ancestor needed.

Crack! At this moment, a crack appeared on the coke, and then the coke suddenly exploded, turning into ninety-nine identical seeds that flew everywhere.

"Stop all the seeds!"

It goes without saying that Jiuyoumu in the cemetery is definitely not dead yet, and his true body must be among them.

They attacked together, and the high-speed flying seeds were intercepted and shattered one after another, but there was one seed that shot right into the narrow space crack.

Randomly, the crack slowly healed and completely disappeared from this world.

Passing through the space rift without food, in the world with blood as the main tone, there is a cave. A seed shot in with the sound of breaking through the air, and hit the stone wall of the cave with a snap, and was deeply embedded in it.

Around, some strange-looking monsters were attracted by the sound and gathered around.

Jiuyoumu in the cemetery was overjoyed. He had been besieged by that group of guys for so long and his losses were too great. Now he had a group of weak creatures for him to absorb, which could quickly restore his combat power.

The seeds in the stone wall immediately bounced out and shot into the body of a monster.

However, the monster was not sucked into a mummy as quickly as imagined.

Boom! The monster with two heads that walked upright, like some kind of lizard, exploded directly.

The seed that contained the true form of the Nine Netherwood in the cemetery jumped out in a rage.

"What is this!"

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and spit it out in time after sucking in a mouthful of blood and flesh.

Otherwise, at this moment, his fate should be slightly better than that of Pan Tao Patriarch.

The seeds suspended in the air looked at the monsters around them, and then they realized that their aura was completely incompatible with the Kyushu continent.

There was no trace of spiritual energy around him. In such a big world, he didn't know where else there could be such a place.

"Hello, welcome to the Asura Realm."

At this time, the space rift has been completely healed.

Jiang Li, who arrived first, also walked out from the darkness.

Exuding from him was the aura of extremely high-grade crazy blood and chaotic power.

Except for not looking so weird, it looks exactly like a high-level Asura.

Jiang Li possesses the aura of Nine Nether Shura.

When I was in Kyushu Continent before, I basically focused on spiritual energy.

And as long as he wanted, he could just show the characteristics of the chaotic power of the Asura world.

By the way, he would activate the Thousand-Armed Demon Form behind him. In the eyes of the creatures in this world, they might even think that he was a noble Asura Lord.

"It's you! You brought this delicious food to my doorstep, so I won't be polite."

Although Jiang Li's aura changed greatly, Jiuyoumu in the cemetery still recognized him immediately.

He had just entered the space rift, not only to escape, but also to capture Jiang Li and devour him.

The blue-black spiritual energy sprayed backwards, and the entire seed flew towards Jiang Li.

But what appeared before him was a pale, cold flame.

Jiuyoumu in the cemetery was shocked, and quickly changed direction and smashed into the stone wall on the other side.

"It's you! You are the other one that's splitting off!"

A horrified voice came from next door.

It was not until then that he truly recognized Jiang Li's identity.

Jiang Li had been holding back for so long, even when he was suppressed by the other party, he refused to use the Ghost Lantern Cold Flame. He was afraid that the other party would recognize his identity and then dare not follow him into the space rift.

Therefore, there is no need to hide anymore.

After recognizing Jiang Li, or rather recognizing Jiang Li's flame, the seed popped out of the stone wall without saying a word and shot quickly out of the cave.

Wherever the seeds passed, monsters from the Asura world tried to block the attack, but were all penetrated and smashed to pieces by the seeds.

These cannon fodder summoned from the wilderness were no match for him.

But the crazy blood in their bodies still caused great trouble to Jiuyou Wood.

In order to avoid being corroded by this dirty and crazy blood, he could only continuously consume his spiritual energy to form a protective shield on his body surface.

But in this world, there is nothing to be collected for him to recover.

He had been beaten up for a long time in the Mu family before, and had also suffered the combined damage of the final blow. His physical condition had actually declined to the worst in hundreds of years.

Now he keeps spending money without making any money. Even if he has a deep foundation, it will be exhausted sooner or later.

This was Jiang Li's idea, and he was not in a hurry. He followed closely behind.

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Although he had the Ghost Lantern Lengyan in his hand, Jiang Li had basically no chance of losing.

But the opponent's strength is indeed strong. If they collide head-on now, it is inevitable that the same thing will happen again as last time. Ignite the opponent's tree heart and burn it back to its most primitive state.

That was at least thousands of years of accumulation. It would be such a pity to burn it all in one fire.

Moreover, some people from Yan Hong and the Wanshi Hermit Army were still in his hands. If he killed them directly, he would have nowhere to look for them.

Soon, the seeds transformed from the Nine Nether Wood in the cemetery flew out from the hidden cave where the Yaksha clone built the blood pool.

He originally thought that this strange environment was just a trap specially created by Jiang Li. He could get rid of it as long as he left a certain range.

But all around him was a vast wilderness, all bloody Gobi desert, and every wisp of air was not familiar to him.

There is no way anyone could have set up such a trap. Is this really another world? Before he could hesitate, a pale flame snake shot out from the cave, chasing after his butt, and a tongue of fire spewed out.

He had already experienced the power of this flame before it changed color. If he was contaminated, his life and the accumulation of thousands of years would be buried here.

Although it is a completely unknown world, no matter how terrifying it is, it is still much better than the fire snake behind you.

It would turn into a blue-black stream of light and fly into the distance in any direction.

A fire snake and a sword light were chasing after them from behind.

Jiang Li basically knows everything that Jiuyoumu knows in the cemetery, except for the reversal field from Beiyin Mountain.

The Nine Netherwood is good at the Nine Nether Escape Technique, and can swim more flexibly than a fish under the ground. In ancient times, if you practiced it to a high level, you could even use it to go straight down to the Yellow Springs, the underworld, and the Nine Netherworld.

But the land of Asura Realm is not suitable for escape techniques driven by spiritual energy.

How could a piece of wood that has been rooted in the ground for thousands of years without moving be good at flying?

Especially in the Asura world where there is no spiritual energy at all, anything driven by spiritual energy is suppressed.

He could only use the most primitive method, spraying spiritual energy in the opposite direction as power.

This method is not the fastest, nor can it shake off Jiang Li who possesses the Immortal-Slaying Flying Sword, and the energy consumption is extremely alarming.

Jiang Li thought of this and transformed into Jian Hong, following closely behind him. He would occasionally release the cold flames of the ghost lantern, constantly forcing the opponent.

Above the bloody plain filled with fighting, two beams of light were flying at high speed, one in front and one behind.

A group of huge blood-red vultures with seven or eight tumors on their heads smelled the breath of the Nine Ghosts and enveloped them like a blood-red black cloud.

But they completely ignored Jiang Li, who seemed like a high-level Asura, and just stared at the flying seed.

Countless sharp claws and beaks pounced towards the seeds, and were then easily crushed by the tiny seeds.

Balls of flesh and blood exploded in the air, causing a small blood rain to fall over the plain.

After killing hundreds of strange birds in a row, the Nine Netherwood in the cemetery finally broke through the siege and continued to flee into the distance.

But his speed has dropped a few points compared to before.

This chase and escape situation has been going on for three days.

Even a reservoir cannot withstand such flood discharge.

The spiritual energy reserves in Jiumu Mu's body in the cemetery have now dropped to an extremely dangerous level.

He also knew that with his speed, he would not be able to escape like this.

But he was traumatized by the cold flames of Gui Deng before, and really didn't want to fight head-on.

He could only rely on his own profound foundation. Jiuyoumu in the cemetery originally thought that he could drag Jiang Li down in this way.

After consuming most of Jiang Li's spiritual energy, that terrifying flame might not be usable.

But who would have thought that after chasing for three whole days without a single break, even this old wood that had accumulated energy for thousands of years was almost exhausted. But this kid could still hold on.

Although this guy is a branch of the same Jiuyou, he was just a seedling a few months ago.

Where does such an exaggerated spiritual energy reserve come from? I won't run away! Even if this fellow tree still has spiritual energy, it must be at the end of its strength! I may not have no chance of winning.

The Nine Netherwood in the cemetery made up its mind and stopped rushing forward.

It suddenly expanded from a seed the size of a mahjong tile into a wooden humanoid.

He raised his hand and swung it, and five vines hundreds of feet long tore through the air and lashed towards him.

Jiang Li, as expected, did not use the Ghost Lantern Cold Flame.

Instead, he shot out five Nine Nether Demon Hands from behind and collided with it.

The two attacks collided in the air, and both the vine whip and the wooden hand shattered into pieces.

This time Jiang Li took advantage of the great geographical advantage, but the two sides still ended up in a draw, which shows that there is still a big gap in strength between him and his opponent.

But that's how it is.

"You really can no longer use that kind of fire!"

"Come on! We are all Nine Nether branches! Let us devour each other! This is our destiny!"

Seeing that Jiang Li no longer used the Ghost Lantern Cold Flame, the Nine Nether Tree in the cemetery rekindled its fighting spirit. It no longer used the spiritual energy it had been saving, and transformed itself into a reversed Nine Nether giant tree.

Jiang Li was not afraid of him either. He clasped his hands together and mixed energy surged out.

Nine Netherworld! Thousands of hands! Top Shura!

At his summons, a huge Shura demon image rose from the ground, carrying a thousand hands on its back and slammed towards the inverted giant tree opposite.

Jiuyoumu in the cemetery thought that both sides were at the end of their strength, but in fact Jiang Li's condition was not as bad as he imagined.

The spiritual energy in his body is completely full, and he can even infuse a large amount of top-quality two-color energy into the Burial Yin Coffin at all times.

Comparing endurance with a person who is not even afraid of the Dharma Ending Age is the biggest mistake made by the Nine Nether Wood in the cemetery.

Comrades, happy first day of the new year!

(End of this chapter)