I am a living immortal.

Su Mu held the railing and used his own method to retaliate.

A talisman on his cuff turned into a transparent light spot and merged into the railing, floating upstream along the runes engraved on the hull.

Although it is not clear what is in the aura.

But ultimately the problem lies in the spiritual veins. Instead of exploring in the spiritual energy, it is better to go directly to the Yellow Dragon.

The core of the spiritual vein.

The demon sitting on the ancient tree felt the arrival of others. This area of ​​space was covered by his spores, and the appearance of transparent light spots was too obvious.

"You are worthy of being the Immortal Lord. You can even notice this. I am sorry for not coming to welcome you." The figure on the ancient tree slowly stood up, pinched the hem of her skirt and bowed.

On the other side, white spots of light gathered into the shape of Su Mu.

He has white hair and white clothes, and his robe flows elegantly.

Those eyes stared at the figure in the tree, then looked up and saw its true form through the boundless space: "No wonder you are so confident."

The puppet on the ancient tree's face changed slightly.

He saw through her just by looking at her face: "The pressure you put on me is truly unprecedented."

"How do you want to die?"

Su Mu's calm voice echoed in the space.

"It would be best if I could survive, but it seems unlikely. However, I still want to try." The puppet smiled playfully.

"Do you think my sword can't cut your true form?"

"Your Excellency, you're joking. I don't know if your sword can cut me, but aren't you curious about why I'm so fearless?"

"Those spores?"

"Your Excellency has a good eye. I am not very talented, but I believe I still have some skills. Those spores are all over the ship. Unless Your Excellency destroys this giant ship of the Heavenly Alliance, you will not be able to kill me."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Su Mu spread out his hands, and a ball of fire appeared in his palms.

"please."

With a snap of his fingers, the raging flames ignited everything around it. The raging fire burned the ancient tree and all the spores around it. However, after the fire.

A seed emerged from the spiritual vein, took root and sprouted with the help of the spiritual energy of the spiritual vein, and once again grew into a towering tree.

"Immortal Venerable, be well."

"Connecting the spores with the spiritual veins is quite interesting. It seems that you have not wasted the past month, but have made sufficient preparations." Su Mu said with a chuckle.

"Of course, after all, if we don't make full preparations, we'll just make a fool of ourselves in front of the Immortal Lord."

"So, what is the Immortal Venerable going to do?"

Su Mu did not answer, but walked over to the spiritual vein, squatted down and tapped it gently a few times. The quality was okay.

"Speaking of which, do you know what you pay for your meal with?"

"Hmm?" The Blood-Crying Puppet didn't understand why the person in front of him mentioned eating, but he definitely didn't mention it casually.

"I don't know what's going on when I cry blood. I hope the Immortal Lord can help me understand."

Su Mu still stood up with ease and patted the non-existent dust.

"I'll show you."

As he spoke, Su Mu squeezed his hand hard, and spiritual energy gathered from all directions in his palm. He then spread out his hand, and an irregular spiritual stone appeared in his hand.

He held it with two fingers, threw it lightly, and threw it to the weeping blood.

"What do you think of the quality of this spirit stone? How does it compare to the spirit vein under your feet?"

When Tixue caught the spirit stone, his face suddenly changed.

"You must be kidding..."

"Crack..." A crisp sound reached his ears, and he looked towards the spiritual vein of his foot with a terrified look.

With a loud "boom", the next moment, the spiritual vein under his feet instantly shattered and burst out with endless spiritual energy, filling the entire room.

Tixue stared blankly at everything that happened, not knowing how to respond. In her eyes, she saw Su Mu wave her hand lightly and the entire spiritual vein reappeared under her feet.

Everything that just happened seemed like an illusion. Su, a passenger on the Mengtian giant ship, felt nothing. Or perhaps he felt nothing but a momentary bump.

But she knew it was not an illusion, because there were a few seeds like blood beads floating in Su Mu's hands.

"Can you still be fearless?"

Crying Blood forced a smile from his face, "It seems we underestimated you. However, before you even noticed, I had already sent invisible spores along the spiritual energy to the entire body of the Alliance Heaven Ship. Immortal Venerable, are you also going to break this Alliance Heaven Ship into pieces and then put it back together again?"

"I found your origin. It's just a matter of time and effort."

"But before that, you'd better take my sword first." Su Mu held the seed in his hand.

"Sword Slash!!!"

The face of the body crying blood suddenly changed, and she quickly cut off the connection with this body, but it was too late.

On a small island thousands of kilometers away from here.

The wind and clouds in the sky changed dramatically, and a sword beam carrying thunder slashed down.

The crying blood stimulated the demonic energy, and countless vines coiled together to protect the body.

The sword light fell, splitting the island into two and the water surface was also split open and could not close for a long time. Under the deadly threat, the crying blood turned into countless blood beads and spores and fled in all directions.

The sword light scattered down with the help of the origin in Su Mu's hand.

No matter where you escape to or how you escape, the sword light will arrive first.

The puppet glanced at Su Mu and said, "I'm willing to accept the loss. The Immortal Venerable has good tactics."

After saying this, the puppet quickly withered and dried up, turning into powder and dissipating.

On the sea surface tens of kilometers away, countless dust particles gathered into a figure: "This sword can actually follow the breath and cut off my seven generations of clones. What a loss."

Tixue clenched his palms and felt the weakness brought by the new life.

"It has been cut down to the third generation."

The true form of the weeping tree is a tree, and the path she cultivates is even more peculiar, like a golden silkworm shedding its shell, a seed breaking out of its shell, from old to new, ten generations, each generation is the original body, and each iteration will produce a shell. So far, she has only iterated to the tenth generation.

Only when the current generation dies will the older generation be born based on the seeds it left behind.

It was with this method that she dared to tease without restraint.

I didn't expect the Immortal's sword to be so powerful.

No matter where her old generation shell is reborn, it can be found accurately.

Fortunately, not many origins were captured by Su Mu.

These seven swords are not Su Mu's limit, but the limit of the origin in his hand. After all, to kill the monster from a distance, one must rely on the monster's origin. If he forcibly cuts out the eighth sword, the origin will collapse, and then it will be difficult to find the spores hidden all over the ship.

"It's a bit passive." Su Mu looked at the dim blood bead seed in his hand.

But this is normal. This group of monsters have been planning for who knows how long. Just as this monster said, if they were not fully prepared, they really would not dare to come out and face him.

I just don’t know what kind of surprise Hei Wuxiang has prepared.

The white figure gradually dissipated and turned into light spots that flew into the ship from all directions to collect the spores scattered on the ship.

“Hahaha, the origin is here…”

"I'll let you live for a while longer."

White has a slight advantage.