Under the tree.

Zhuge Penghao, who had always looked up at the top of the tree, suddenly said for no reason: "Zengzhu Qiu has good methods and takes advantage of others' danger. As expected, he is a bad demeanor."

A spiritual energy surged under his feet, Zhuge Penghao's breath suddenly opened, and a strong wind surging in front of him and behind him.

Qiu Baichi looked innocent and said, "Why did Master Zhuge say this? Could it be that your Lingjian Sect wants to be dependent on the debt, and the saint of the Dao Sect testified, and the twenty elders' heads cannot be said, it's time to fulfill them."

Zhuge Penghao snorted: "Of course, the lottery counts, but the winner is poisoned before the outcome is decided. Is Master Qiu a little anxious? Unfortunately, even if your poison of the hundred herbs is listed as a rare poison in the world, there are traces to follow. If you are prepared in advance, it will not be anything."

The remaining elders of the Lingjian Sect were also circulating their spiritual energy like the sect leader. No one dared to be careless in front of the Poison Sect.

The advantage of being prepared in advance is that there is no danger.

As expected, the Poison Sect secretly stumbling, trying to use the Qingguo Club to poison the opponent at the most critical moment.

Qiu Baichi was exposed and did not blush. He smiled and said, "I am an old habit. I always like to be ahead of others when doing things. However, Zhuge Sect Master was only half right. There are actually two types of poisons in the herbs. One is to live herbs, and there are indeed traces to follow. The other is to have a trace without a trace, without any trace. As long as there are dead grass, it can be poisoned."

Qiu Baichi took a deep breath and said as if he enjoyed it: "The autumn is clear and refreshing, and it is a good time. Even the dead grass and fallen flowers have a unique natural atmosphere. I wonder if you all smell it."

Zhuge Penghua's expression changed.

If it is poisonous when you smell it, it means that Qiu Baichi had set up a plan here long before everyone arrived.

"The poisonous and woven herbs without any remedy..."

Zhuge Penghua's face was as usual, but he was actually sensing the changes in the body.

His body-protecting spiritual power could block the invasion of the strange poison from his feet, but if the air he breathed was also poisonous, it would not be able to stop it.

Gradually, Zhuge Penghua became more and more serious.

He was indeed poisoned.

And the gods are unaware of it.

Even the leader of the Lingjian Sect could not detect it, let alone others, maybe even the elder who climbed the Qingming Tree to fight was already poisoned.

Zhuge Penghao looked at Qiu Baiqi deeply and said, "It seems that Sect Master Qiu is not very satisfied with Caitou and plans to play a bigger role."

Qiu Baichi laughed and stopped answering.

Since there is a tit-for-tat confrontation, the Lingjian Sect and the Cultivation Alliance will naturally decide the winner at the Qingguo Conference today.

The winner is the king, and the loser dies.

The saint smiled without saying a word, took two steps back and stayed away from the two.

Daozong does not intend to participate in the confrontation in Qingzhou.

Zhuge Penghao nodded, and strong spiritual power swelled up all over his body. The power of the fake baby started to force the poison. The same was true for other elders of the Spirit Sword Sect, using their own means to prevent the sudden rise of the Cultivation Alliance from hurting people.

...

Under the tree, an unpredictable fierce battle is about to break out.

On the tree, the thrilling battles came to a critical moment of distinguishing between heights and lows.

Two figures entangled with thunder fighting together.

The heavy punches condensed by lightning came and went, and lightning arcs splashed in the air.

The evenly matched situation soon ushered in a turning point.

Shang Wuji opened his mouth and spewed out a lightning. The lightning circled and twisted in the air and turned into a thunder sword and pierced into Xu Yan's throat.

Xu Yan was not showing weakness, and the Changhe Sword that had never been used finally took action and cut into the opponent's shoulder blade.

The two were still in the air.

Not far away, the fully mature green beard fruit exudes a scent of fragrance, attracting the gathering of birds in the distance, but they dare not approach the battlefield where the strong fight.

Below, some figures are gradually approaching.

As long as the green dark fruit is still hanging on the top of the tree, there is still a chance for everyone to win.

Half of Shang Wuji's body was almost cut open, and blood-like thunder liquid spilled from the air. His breath became much weaker, and his expression became even more crazy.

Xu Yan was like a puppet nailed to death in the air at this time.

Shang Wuji said with a grim voice: "Demon Monk! You actually have thunder spirits in your body!"

Shang Wuji could clearly feel the lightning emitted by the other party's body exactly the same as his own origin, so he determined that there was a thunder spirit hidden in the other party.

After swallowing this thunder spirit, Shang Wuji will have the chance to become stronger.

Xu Yan tilted his head and stared at the Qingming Fruit that was close at hand. He didn't hear Shang Wuji's roar, and stretched out his hand towards the alien fruit with difficulty.

It's only one meter away.

But it's like a natural barrier.

Shang Wuji dragged his shaky half of his body and laughed wildly: "Thunder Spirit is mine! Qingming Fruit is mine too!"

Of course he was happy.

Although the body is almost cut off, it is not a fatal injury for a thunder spirit body like Shang Wuji. The deepest part of the injury is already slowly healing.

In a short while, Shang Wuji will be able to recover as before with the innate advantages of Lei Ling.

But now we can't wait too much.

You must get the benefits first. After a long time, it will be troublesome for people coming up from below.

Shang Wuji was able to plot against the great Shang royal family and was extremely scheming. He was worried about Xu Yan's condition and grabbed the Lei Jian with one hand and slashed it with force.

Lightning passes by.

A bare monk's head is separated from his body.

In line with Shang Wuji's movements, Xu Yan also grabbed the Changhe Sword with his right hand and slashed it with all his strength, cutting Shang Wuji's entire body in half.

Shang Wuji gushed more lightning liquid, but he didn't care and laughed.

"I have an immortal body! Hahaha! You monster monk accept your fate!"

"It seems like someone doesn't have it."

Shang Wuji heard a strange mutter, and then he saw the bare monk's head fly directly to the Qingming Fruit, opened his mouth and bit the fruit.

The head of the fruit turned around in the air, blinked at Shang Wuji, and then fell down to the tree.

Shang Wuji was stunned.

He had imagined countless situations and made sufficient deductions and speculations. Even the abbot of Tuofeng Temple who was walking along the way was not surprised that he took action.

But he didn't expect that the demon monk from the Camel Temple had lost his head and was not dead yet.

Not only was he not dead, but the head also snatched the Qingming Fruit!

For a moment, a strange thought emerged in Shang Wuji's mind.

Did this guy start with the idea of ​​using human heads to grab the spirit fruit?

When Shang Wuji woke up, the monk's head was almost falling to the ground.

In a rage, Shang Wuji grabbed the headless corpse opposite with one arm and hollowed out his heart.

The result surprised him again.

No Thunder Spirit.

The blood has long been solidified, and even the heart meridians are cold.

This is simply a corpse that died prematurely for many years!

What's going on?

Shang Wuji was completely confused, as deep as him, and at this time the monk was confused.

When he was surprised, the headless corpse opposite him moved again, and reached out to him like his movements.

The headless corpse grabbed a special lightning from Shang Wuji's already cracked body, twisting and struggling as if there was life, trying to escape.

That is the origin of lightning that makes up the thunder spirit, almost half of the original power of Shang Wuji!

Shang Wuji was shocked. He did not expect that the headless corpse would still have the ability to fight again.

Just as I was about to try my best to regain my origin, I heard roars under the tree.

It seems that something breaks out of the ground.

Looking at a direction with thunder eyes, I saw a tall jade Buddha.

Unearthed Jade Buddha?

Since he climbed to the top of the Qingming Tree, the strange things that happened one after another made him have no time to think about it.

At this moment, a familiar wave of formation gathered from all directions.

Shang Wuji felt it carefully and was suddenly shocked.

Nine Heavens Evil Dragon Soul-Devouring Array!

How could such an evil formation appear at the Qingguo Club?
To be continued...