The same moonlit night.

Agou and Aque began the first battle to fight the Fallen Star Ocean, while Chu Tian was entangled with the Sword of the Heaven-Anti-Tian Jian in the Divine Orifice.

As Lao Hei said, sometimes, Mr. Rat is a bit tricky person.

According to the mysterious magical powers of Mr. Rat, when Agou, Aque and others enter the Fallen Star Ocean, Mr. Rat should have some sense.

In fact, Mr. Rat had no time to distract him at this time.

Following the trunk of Lao Jingui, the ability of the white jade shaft to absorb the spiritual marrow of heaven and earth is more than one trillion times that of Lao Jingui's main body. Although Chu Tian was afraid of disturbing the local forces in the Wind-Wind Canyon, he had tried his best to slow down the speed of the white jade shaft to absorb the spiritual marrow of earth veins.

After all, the white jade shaft is the energy axis of the ancient Supreme Heavenly Palace Qiqiao Heavenly Palace. In just a few days, the part of the earth vein spirit marrow that was distributed to Lao Jingui is comparable to the total of the heavenly and earth spirit marrow that Lao Jingui has absorbed in the past thousands of years.

With this huge and unusual spiritual marrow of heaven and earth, the root system of the old golden osmanthus, which was originally distributed in a thousand miles, spread like wildfire.

Thousands of five hundred miles, three thousand miles, six or seven thousand miles, thousands of miles away!

In just a few days, the root system of Lao Jingui has expanded to a terrifying level of covering an area of ​​10,000 miles and entering the underground for 30,000 miles.

In addition to the part of the spiritual marrow of heaven and earth that is assigned to it after the white jade shaft is extracted every day, Lao Jingui's own huge foundation is also continuously extracting the spiritual marrow of earth veins and constantly sending it to the huge tree trunks.

In just a few days, the trunk of the old Jingui tree had expanded to a thickness of a thousand feet, and its height was even higher than that of a thousand feet.

If it weren't for Han Cuiya's mountain protection formation that blocked the outsiders' sight, the huge change in the trunk of the old Jingui tree would have been discovered at this moment.

Three thousand miles deep underground, a faint silver light rolled all over the body, like a silver shadow, quickly moving underground. He ran along the roots of an extremely thick and extremely large old golden osmanthus tree, and his small nose was twitching rapidly.

"It's not far away, hehe, it's not far away! Where can I escape?" Two extremely thin silver lights spewed out from the eyes of Mr. Mouse. The thin silver light spewed out dozens of miles away. At the top, two rays of silver light expanded to a size of a hundred acres, just like two windmills rotating rapidly. The soil, sand and gravel shining in the silver light was transparent, as transparent and flawless as glass.

The Rat was running wildly underground, and there were several extremely large spiritual crystal veins wherever they passed. All the spiritual crystals that were close to the Rat's body within a radius of thousands of feet disappeared out of thin air, and were all instinctively incorporated into the huge storage space in the body.

Suddenly, the mouse roared, his body shook, his long pointed tail shook, and he suddenly flew forward, and a wisp of extremely thin silver light flew away, hitting the end of the roots of the old golden osmanthus tree.

A faint shadow, the size of a fist, was hit by a blow from the silver light. The silver light exploded and turned into a ball of silver mist in a radius of hundreds of feet to wrap the shadow tightly.

In the subtle vibration, the silver fog condensed into extremely thin chains, and wrapped the shadow like a rice dumpling. The mouse rushed to the shadow and smiled proudly at it.

"Run, run for Mr. Rat, keep running! Hehe, fortunately, Mr. Rat is so smart that he always thinks your big wooden stake is a bit weird. Hehe, as expected, I still let Mr. Rat catch your fox tail!"

He quickly rotated around the shadow for a few times. Master Rat looked at the shadow "tsk tsk" and exclaimed: "It's really... interesting! He failed to survive the thunder tribulation and failed to transform into a tree demon. His original spiritual intelligence was completely destroyed by the heavens, and he could even give birth to... a monster!"

"Tree Demon? It's really a rare variety, it's rare to see it!" Mr. Rat's sharp and thin tail poked the shadow. The man stood up, hugged his front paws in front of his chest, and said arrogantly: "Don't pretend, it's useless to pretend to be a grandson in front of Mr. Rat."

A hoarse cough sounded, and a small shadow wriggled, turning into a tiny golden osmanthus seedling as big as a thumb, floating tremblingly in front of the mouse. On the trunk as thick as a matchstick, an old face quietly emerged. Although it was small, the details were lifelike and visible.

The extremely old face, the expressions on the corners of the eyes and eyebrows were particularly strange, exuding an extremely distorted hideous and resentful feeling.

"We have no grudges and no grudges!" The old face on the trunk squirmed with his lips, and his voice was extremely hoarse and roaring: "You have occupied my body and trampled on me day and night. I am afraid of you and did nothing! What are you chasing me? What are you tying me? Why bother to force me?"

The surging resentment, boundless resentment, and endless negative spiritual fluctuations turned into countless black osmanthus flowers, roaring and swinging around the small golden osmanthus seedlings, making extremely harsh sounds.

This sound is extremely evil, as if it is carrying a hook. If ordinary creatures hear the sound of these black osmanthus flowers flying rapidly, their souls may be hooked out.

The corners of the mouse's mouth curled up, revealing four sharp front teeth, and looked at the small golden osmanthus seedling proudly: "Oh? Beginning to go crazy? Hey, it's so resentment, but what are you doing when you are angry at the mouse? Can you blame us when you have fallen to this level?"

The old face grinned and shouted at the top of my lungs: "I am not in conflict with the world. I have never hurt people's lives. I have never fought with others. Why do I have to thunder descended from the sky to destroy my spirit god?"

The small golden osmanthus seedlings trembled violently, the old faces on the trunk opened their mouths, and drops of black mucus continued to spew out of the corners of their mouths.

Mr. Mouse tilted his head and looked at the small sapling. After a long time, he said, "Yes, why are you struck by lightning? You're in trouble!"

Mr. Mouse's words were extremely frivolous and full of provocative and teasing. The old face on the golden osmanthus sapling was so angry that his face was distorted, and even the bark on the small trunks had several cracks.

"I'm in trouble?" The old face screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Can you say you are very lucky? You've been struck by lightning. Who's not unlucky?" Mr. Rat giggled, raised his tail, and stumbled at the small old face: "But, don't talk too much. In the past few days, you have been sneaking around Brother Tian. What's wrong? You're so brave and want to take over the body? But... you're a monster, you can't take over the body. Don't you know?"

The old man's face suddenly froze. He looked at Mr. Rat in shock and suddenly screamed hysterically: "Impossible, impossible! Why can't you take over the body? I know, yes, sure, I will not make mistakes. As long as I swallow his soul, I will definitely be able!"

The mouse's tail rolled up and slapped it hard on the sapling, almost breaking it into two pieces.

"It's really troublesome. Judging from your appearance, you've just condensed and don't know anything. I can't tell you the truth. Master Rat, I have always believed that the truth is not as good as the fist. Why do you have to tell you the truth? Just beat me!"
Chapter completed!