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Chapter 57: Peach Results(1/2)

The Yuanshen monk is destined to be with the Peach Tree.

Um.

It should be said that every cultivator who swallowed the immortal energy had a constant fate with the peach tree at this time.

Why do you say so?

Because this fairy spirit is not for free.

Since you have gained the spirit of immortality, you should become an immortal.

Since you want to become an immortal, the process you should go must not be bad, right?

Looking at the smiling Lu Dongxuan, the old monk clenched his fists and did not move.

Facing others, this great monk may still have a chance to resist, but if he faces the Lu Dongxuan, who is already in the immortal class in front of him...

"ha!"

A breath of white breath came out of his mouth, and the old soul shook his body, and then he heard him roar...

"Escape quickly! Lu Dongxuan takes our lives!!!"

After the words came to an end, the soul turned around and rushed into the mountains.

He plans to escape in another direction!

No matter what, this monk knew that he was definitely not Lu Dongxuan's opponent.

Since he couldn't beat him, he could only take advantage of the situation.

Mud the water and then take the opportunity to escape.

"I hope this is just Lu Dongxuan's idea alone. Otherwise, facing so many immortals, I'm afraid I'll be in danger this time..."

......

......

The Yuanshen monk escaped quickly, and his words shouted, causing a great storm on Mount Hua.

More than one person was awakened by him from his perception.

There were also some souls who were capturing the fairy energy. After hearing the sound, they were stunned for a little while, allowing the fairy energy to slip away from their hands.

An uproar?

Almost the same!

Those who get the fairy spirit want to escape, but most of the people who don’t get it gritted their teeth and continued their previous actions.

Lu Dongxuan wants to harm others?

This is what it should be!

There is no free lunch in the world. Since they have given up so much precious fairy spirit, they will naturally have something to ask for you!

But, can they bear Lu Dongxuan’s appeal?

In the Pure Yang Immortal Palace.

Zhao Yang had already dug out the last root of the peach tree.

Waving his hand, he wanted to put the peach tree in his Sumeru Ring.

Who would have thought that the peach tree was still motionless.

It can be seen that the peach tree seems to be unable to be put into the Sumeru ring.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yang took a few steps back and looked at the roots that were more than ten meters long after shrinking, and he had a headache.

How should I bring this thing back?

Rather, pull hard?

Well...A thorn-shaped wood ten meters away is not dry yet. Just in terms of weight, I am afraid it will have a few tons.

With Zhao Yang's ability, although he can move, if he does this, it will be too eye-catching.

I think there are so many monks outside. If I see him carrying a peach tree out, I will probably cause a lot of bloody crimes!

Um.

For the sake of this peach tree, Zhao Yang is not afraid of killing people.

But if there are too many people, he is really afraid that he will fall into it...

Zhao Yang is still thinking of a solution.

before.

The peach tree floating in the air began to appear around the tree, like ripples, and began to spread around it.

"This is?"

I thought this peach tree was just a plant, but judging from the situation, it seemed that the peach tree was about to become a spirit?

With great strides, Zhao Yang's hand rubbed a little against the hilt of the evil sword.

He had already thought about it.

If this peach tree becomes a spirit, then he can only do it.

As for whether it will hurt the essence of this peach tree... when fighting, just keep some.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yang glanced at the devil's devil who was tied up like a rice dumpling beside him.

With a casual wave, the immortal-bound rope on Miss Tianmo was untied.

"You go first."

When he said this, Zhao Yang didn't even look back.

As expected, Miss Tianmo snorted coldly at Zhao Yang.

"I asked Xiao Tiantian to divide the treasure first, but I drove her away. Zhao Yang, my heart hurts so much..."

Zhao Yang: "..."

"When did I call you Xiao Tiantian?"

Turning his head and glaring at the devil lady who was still pretending to be pitiful, Zhao Yang sighed and said, "Don't make a fuss, this place is very dangerous, I don't want you to take your life."

"It's very dangerous? Is it?"

Miss Tianmo asked with a blink of an eye.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yang pointed to the already activated peach tree: "That's it, what do you think?"

"Uh... If this thing becomes a semen, it's a fairy who has a little mouth, so it's a very dangerous thing to think about it..."

After saying this a few words, Miss Tianmo suddenly changed her style and stared at Zhao Yang and said, "No! Since you know the danger, why did you let me leave alone?

explain!

Are you lying to me?

You still want to take over the treasure I found, right?"

Zhao Yang: "..."

Seriously.

When I was sad, I had a living treasure like Miss Demon around me, which was quite rich.

pity.

Now is not the time to be cute.

Seeing that the green light around the peach tree became more and more prosperous, Zhao Yang narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you want to be knocked out by me and throw it out, or do you want to go out by yourself now?"

"Damn it? Save you?"

Miss Tianmo looked disdainful.

What a joke? If Zhao Yang could kill her with one sword, then there is still some feasibility, but if he wants to knock her out?

Are you kidding at the Demon Body?

Ignoring Zhao Yang's cold target, Miss Tianmo walked to Zhao Yang in a very annoying tone: "I have never seen a peach tree turn into a spirit before!

no!

No matter what you say today, I won’t leave!"

Swish, the evil intentions are unsheathed.

Zhao Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "I really won't leave?"

"No! You can't scare me!"

"Hey... Then you can hide a little further in a while."

"Uh... OK."
To be continued...
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