In the blink of an eye, the canopy of the sycamore tree withered and died.
Then, the branches on the tree trunk broke off inch by inch.
"Haha, the paulownia tree is ultimately a rootless plant, ultimately a rootless tree, and is easily defeated!" When the paulownia tree withered, the Kunpeng clan couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The cultivators behind them also laughed.
"Although the phoenix tree has no roots, it is a divine phoenix tree. How could it be easily broken?" However, just as the cultivators of the Kunpeng clan were rejoicing, a melodious voice rang out.
Then, the light and shadow were hazy in that sycamore grove.
An ancient tree rose from the ground and came into view.
This is a vigorous sycamore tree.
This tree is lush and verdant, its branches spreading out to block out the sun. Rooted in the soil, it exudes a divine aura, as if it were the ancestor of all sacred trees, capable of protecting all living things.
The sycamore tree took root in the ground and grew taller in the wind, becoming towering in the blink of an eye.
call!
Then, a flash of light appeared above its head, and an ancient palace descended.
This is an ancient temple.
This is a palace, suspended in mid-air, covered with dense divine runes.
These interwoven divine patterns create a vast and magnificent scene.
This is a scene from the Divine Ruins.
Buzz!
The temple trembled, and terrifying shockwaves erupted from it.
The temple trembled, causing ripples to spread through the void, as if it had been shaken.
Then, a wisp of auspicious light descended upon the ancient hall.
Under this auspicious light, even the hard soil and rocks were corroded away.
Then, the sycamore flowers in those sycamore groves were scorched.
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