Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

And in the deepest part of the darkness, there is a blood-red coffin. It is like a magic weapon from hell, floating in the air, with countless twisting blood-red snakes entwined on it, and a red light constantly emanating from it.

As soon as Lu Hao glanced over, he found a little girl sitting abruptly on the coffin. She was wearing a white dress, her face was as pale as paper, and there was a strange red light flashing in her eyes.

"You can see me!" The little girl gave a creepy smile, and then put a bloody severed finger into her mouth to taste it, with blood dripping down her chin.

"Can you see a little girl in a white dress sitting on the coffin in front?" Lu Hao suddenly said.

"Don't scare me, where did this little girl come from!" Xia Man glanced at the empty coffin with her beautiful eyes, and she felt a chill all over her body.

"Little girl, you're still concerned about chicken feathers! Let's get out of here quickly. This place is too evil!" Chen Yang looked nervous and led everyone to retreat in another direction. Before they had run far, there were twenty black ancient trees in front of them that blocked their way.

"We have been waiting for a long time, and the blood food is finally here, hahahaha!" A beautiful face of a woman appeared on one of the big trees, and she laughed ferociously.

Everyone was shocked, and the remaining nineteen black trees actually had human-like faces.

"This is the Demon Blood Ghost Tree!" Xia Man said in a trembling voice. She didn't expect to encounter so many this time.

Lu Hao's heart skipped a beat. The purpose of his trip was to collect the essence of the Demon Blood Ghost Tree to refine his own magic sword.

"Little girl, you are very knowledgeable. You even know that we are the Demon Blood Ghost Tree!" These twenty black ancient trees finally all transformed into human forms.

Moreover, all of them have reached the great perfection of the Golden Core Stage, and two of them are even about to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage.

How can we fight this? Everyone fell into despair.

The Demon Blood Ghost Tree cast a spell, and suddenly all kinds of thick vines bombarded like tentacles. The large formation formed by Xia Man and others, the light shield of the large formation kept shaking for a while, and it seemed that it would not be able to hold on for much longer.

"I don't want to die here. I haven't had the chance to inherit my beautiful stepmother from my father yet!" A monk shouted in a state of emotional collapse.

"Don't panic, everyone. I have a magic weapon passed down from my ancestors. It can add all the spiritual power of everyone to one person. This way, you don't have to worry about the spiritual power running out, and you can continue to exert your peak combat power!" Xia Man took out an ancient bronze lamp, which was covered with mysterious runes and exuded a sense of vicissitudes.

She used her magical power to activate the ancient lamp, and instantly the wick began to burn, emitting a warm and mysterious light. Everyone could feel a mysterious power surging inside.

"If the oil in this ancient bronze lamp is burned out, the magic power bestowed on it will become ineffective, so we must choose the most powerful monk among us to fight them." Xia Man said solemnly.

"Who should we choose!" Zhao Xuan said. Everyone looked at each other, and finally everyone turned their hopes to Chen Yang.

"Who else could it be but me!" Chen Yang showed a hint of pride on his face when he saw the interactions that everyone was looking forward to. He was a favored child of heaven, and if he had the spiritual power of everyone to bless him, he would surely be able to show his great power and lead everyone out.

"I……"

Lu Hao moved his mouth. He wanted to say that he would fight, but the people in front of him would definitely not agree. He finally sighed and stopped talking.

"Everyone, pour your magic power into the ancient bronze lamp!" Xia Man said solemnly.

Upon hearing this, colorful magic power continued to pour into the ancient bronze lamp, and instantly the ancient lamp burst out with brilliant light.

Xia Man's jade hands cast out a series of complex spells, and instantly a stream of pure spiritual power poured into Chen Yang's body. He clenched his fists and felt better than ever before, and his strength increased dramatically.

Carrying everyone's hopes, he fought a fierce battle with twenty Jindan-stage warriors.

"You demons, prepare to die!" Chen Yang felt the powerful force in his body, his confidence overflowing. He cast various spells and fought with the Demon Blood Ghost Tree.

He soon discovered with a grim expression that these guys had abnormal defenses, and ordinary attacks were like scratches on them.

"Divine Phoenix Nirvana Seal!" Chen Yang roared, the sound exploded like thunder, the surrounding spiritual energy surged like a raging flood, gathering into a huge divine phoenix. It was extremely huge, with blazing flames all over its body, and its gorgeous wings soared in the sky, bringing a huge breath of oppression, making the people below feel difficulty in breathing.

"Great, Senior Brother Chenyang is so awesome!" Xia Shiyun's face flushed with excitement as she clapped her hands. This was a high-level sacred technique that was extremely difficult to practice, and she hadn't expected its terrifying destructive power.

At the critical moment, Chen Yang displayed powerful high-level sacred techniques, which undoubtedly brought great hope and encouragement to everyone.

"Wood Release, the sea of ​​trees is coming." The ten Demon Blood Ghost God Trees over there shouted angrily, their voices full of majesty, and at the same time, they joined forces to cast a series of mysterious spells. In an instant, the ground broke open, as if some monster was reviving underground, and countless thick roots burst out from the ground.

As the roots continued to gush out, they finally wrapped up the Divine Phoenix and continuously absorbed the Divine Phoenix's spiritual power. Finally, the Divine Phoenix screamed and the energy fragments exploded.

At the same time, the ten magic blood ghost trees that cast the spell launched an attack on Chen Yang. Soon he was beaten and vomited blood continuously. In the end, everyone worked together to cast spells and rescued him back to the formation.

Everyone fell into despair again, and Xia Shiyun's face turned pale. Chen Yang, whom she admired, suffered a crushing defeat.

"If only Lu Hao were here, he would definitely be able to defeat these devil blood ghost trees." Xia Shiyun suddenly murmured inexplicably.

"Even if Lu Hao came, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to defeat these Demon Blood Ghost Trees, because in the previous attack, they only dispatched ten Demon Blood Ghost Trees, and the remaining half did not take action." A fat man sighed.

"Who should we choose to fight now?" Xia Man sighed lightly.

"Among all the remaining people, I am the strongest, so let me go." Lu Hao was about to step forward, but Zhao Xuan spoke first.

"That's the only way!" Xia Man sighed softly. She pinched the magic formula and the energy inside the bronze lamp flowed into Zhao Xuan's body.

At this time, two-thirds of the oil in the bronze lamp had disappeared, because every time someone changed people to inject spiritual power, one-third of the lamp oil would be consumed.

At this time, he had raised his strength to the peak, and he fought directly with the Demon Blood Ghost Tree. However, the result was the same. He was unable to break through the opponent's Sea of ​​Trees. Zhao Xuan was beaten extremely badly, and he screamed in pain. One of his arms was broken.

Because there are a large number of trees growing in this dark forest, the strength of these magic blood ghost trees has been enhanced, making them almost invincible.

Zhao Xuan was almost pierced through the head by one of the Demon Blood Ghost Trees. Finally, he used a talisman and barely escaped like a dead dog, his body covered with scars and blood.

At this time, only one third of the oil was left in the ancient bronze lamp. In other words, it could only support the last person to play. If they lost, their fate would be extremely miserable.

Chen Yang and Zhao Xuan, like two dead dogs, lay on the ground covered with wounds, breathing heavily, no longer having the arrogance they had before.

"It seems that I am the only one who can go on stage. Sister, please help me control this ancient bronze lamp!" Xia Man looked around with her beautiful eyes, sighed softly, and her voice was full of helplessness. She had already gone on stage with the determination to die.

"Let me do it anyway!"

However, at this moment, a firm voice was heard.