Han Yiming ignored it at all, and his sword crossed and stopped him and the boy, saying: Get out! Taoist looked down: Master Han, how could you do this? Everyone has a share of the person who sees me. I even gave you big head. You can't let me go back empty-handed? Han Yiming said coldly: Just go back empty-handed. With me here, don't touch his hair again. As he said, he glanced at the boy. The boy's face was dim, his eyes were closed, and he hung softly there, as if he was dead. The Taoist's eyes showed a ferocious look, but he smiled for a moment: Master Han was just joking with me? I know that Master Han was kind-hearted and couldn't stand him bleeding. I can't do it.

Is this how Zi did it? Master Han, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you can't cut this divine tree. But my boy, his blood is the most brutal and pure and hot blood, but it can cut off this divine tree. We are all fellow Taoists, so I won't hide it from Master Han. This divine tree has only grown for thousands of years. It only takes one hour to grow. Only at this time can we find the gaps that the divine tree has when it grows. After an hour, the divine tree is as strong as usual, and we really don't have the ability. This is not something that can be done with spiritual power, nor can it be cut down with high spiritual power. Let's get the divine tree first!

He looked around while saying that Han Yiming was unmoved and said, "Go away quickly! If you stay here again, don't blame me for being rude." The Taoist frowned: Master Han, don't be too cruel. We are all fellow Taoists, please give each other some face! Han Yiming sneered: I don't need to leave any face with you! You want to kill him and get blood, but I want to save him! We say differently, there is no need to talk too much, either you leave or I'm not rude!

The Taoist frowned: Master Han, if you want to swallow the divine wood by himself, you don’t do this. If I restrain him, you can’t untie it. If you hang him for another hour, he will die, so let’s let him die. Han Yiming ignored him, waved his sword in his hand, frost flowers splashed everywhere, and a series of spiritual lights rushed towards the Taoist. The Taoist did not expect Han Yiming to take action without making a sound, and was shocked and turned around and ran away. He ran quickly and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Han Yiming turned around to look at the boy. The boy was hanging in the air, with many bloody mouths on his body. At this time, several were already frozen. The boy was soft, his eyes were closed, and his face was gray. Han Yiming reached out to pull the rope. The rope was taken back from the divine wood, but the rope on the boy's body could not be pulled. After looking carefully, he found that the rope was very strange. He reached out to pull the head of the rope and wanted to untie the rope from the boy, but he couldn't untie it. He looked carefully at the knot between the rope, but he didn't tie the knot. The Taoist just wanted to wrap the rope around a few times, but he couldn't untie it. He looked up at the direction where the Taoist escaped, and there was no trace of the Taoist. He wanted to control the sword to chase him, but he was afraid that there would be something unexpected for the boy. While he was hesitating, a pair of small hands reached over and pulled the rope, but Xingchen walked out at some point.

He looked at the rope for a moment and said, "Master, this is the rope of bondage. It is difficult to untie it if it is tied up. He was no longer angry. Han Yiming said, "Then, look at him, I will catch the Taoist back." Xingchen glanced at him and said, "Don't chase. Han Yiming said, "Why? If I don't chase him back, can you untie the rope of bondage?" Xingchen looked at him and said, "I'll try it." Han Yiming wanted to put the boy down, pulled the boy, but pulled him but couldn't move, and he just hung in the air."

After a while, Xingchen shook his head and said: No, this method cannot be solved. There is a change. Han Yiming saw that he was silent and could not see anything unusual, but when he heard him speak, he no longer knew what method he had done. Xingchen thought about it and turned his head to see Han Yiming looking at him and said: This Taoist man is so cruel. This is the first time I have seen this binding method. I think about it again. Han Yiming said: I will come to find a Taoist. Xingchen said: No. Han Yiming said: If you don’t come back, this boy will not be able to survive. He said that he was about to leave. But Xingchen said: Master, don’t waste your energy. Taoist man is dead.

Han Yiming was shocked and turned his head to look at Xingchen. Xingchen looked at him with big black eyes and said: It's not me who killed him. I didn't want to kill him either. I looked carefully before and knew that it was difficult for me to untie the knot, so I went to chase him and wanted to catch him back to save the boy. But I chased him over and he was in a panic, missed the air, and fell down. Han Yiming didn't know how to say about him, and he was a little suspicious that Xingchen had attacked the Taoist. But after a moment of thought,

, I felt that he had thought about it again. He was still young, had such high cultivation and powerful methods, but I never saw that he had really attacked anyone, and he was also open and honest. Instead, I thought that the power of the stars would definitely be defeated. It was really easy to catch the Taoist back, but the Taoist fell to death. This was really a surprise in the world. When I lowered my head, I saw that my feet were no longer ground. Lights came straight from the center of the earth, and came through the ground under the roots of the tree.

Xingchen looked at the boy and said, "This boy is a strange body. The Taoist is right. He is the most powerful, pure and hot blood. He is the one who can really chop the divine tree of heaven, but he has no cultivation. The Taoist uses this evil method to cut the divine tree of heaven. Han Yiming said, "How can we save him?" Xingchen said, "I can't untie this rope, I will help him stop the blood first." He pointed his hand and the boy slowly fell down. Han Yiming reached out to catch it. Xingchen gently stroked the cut flesh on the boy's body. Wherever he got his hands, the boy's skin and flesh were closed and he no longer bleeded. Han Yiming saw that although the boy could not wake up, his chest was fluttering, and he was obviously still alive. He looked around and looked at a place where the spiritual light was coming. There was only the spiritual light that could not be seen directly below, and there was nothing except the spiritual light.

I heard Xingchen pouting: Master, aren't you suspicious that I'll kill him? I explained Han Yiming's previous thoughts in one sentence. Han Yiming was embarrassed and said in a daze: Don't talk nonsense. Why did this become like this? As he asked, he looked down at his feet. His feet were standing in the tangled place of a tree root, and the wisps of spiritual light were straight up. Looking at the spiritual light, the spiritual light was dazzling. I only heard Xingchen said angrily: You can't step on the places with light, it's empty, and you will fall down if you step on it! You will never get up after falling down.
Chapter completed!