I am a living immortal.

The several demons following Hei Wuxiang were stunned when they saw the mist of Hei Wuxiang being dispersed by the strong wind, his body that was so dark that it was transparent, and his ferocious dragon horns.

"you………"

"What, it's weird?"

Hei Wuxiang restrained his emotions and asked, "Before achieving Wuxiang, there was already Xiang."

"No, it turns out that the purpose of all this you did was not the Dao Monument, nor that ship of monks, but this Dragon Roaring Land."

"So, you're not going to the Alliance Sky Ship?"

"Go, why not? Those are my spoils."

"Then here." asked a burly man covered in bone armor.

"That was just an appetizer. The real show has just begun." Hei Wuxiang looked towards the place where the dragon roared.

Let's go, I can't wait any longer.

Tixue licked his lips and said, "The taste of that immortal cultivator is really good."

"Walk……"

The golden light dissipated, and Su Mu was suspended in the air. The sea was filled with evaporated water vapor and drizzling raindrops.

Looking down at the bottom of the sea, his face was calm.

Just as Hei Wuxiang said just now, what just happened was just an appetizer, and the real feast is about to begin.

When the steam dissipated, the original appearance of the Dragon Roaring Land was piles of dragon bones, among which there were some dragon corpses that had not yet rotted. Some of their bodies were intact, while others were in tatters. Under these dragon bones were white jade slabs, broken golden dragon-carved pillars, and the remaining walls with multiple dragons playing with pearls. Just from one glance, you could see the luxury and splendor of this place before it was damaged.

There are jewels scattered all over the ground, and any one of them would be priceless in the mortal kingdom.

And this is just the most insignificant thing among the wreckage.

It may not be reasonable to use the word "jewelry" to describe a pile of ruins, but that is the fact. There are even broken magic weapons among them, which still retain a trace of spiritual essence.

This has been going on for at least ten thousand years.

If Su Mu guessed correctly, this place was most likely the Dragon Palace of the North Sea back then, and the Zhenghai War completely destroyed this place.

Anyone who knows the details can also see the cruelty of that war.

Su Mu's move just now seemed to have completely awakened this sleeping place.

A wisp of black air rose from under the white jade slab.

He jumped out from the dragon bones and corpse, and the sea surface that was briefly separated by his sword was closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The floorboards banged loudly, as if unable to suppress the rising resentment, which grew from a trace to a cluster, and from slowly rising to bursting out.

The North Sea seemed to hear the roar of the dragon clan.

The clear sea water was dyed black, and roars of resentment sounded in the ears. The resentment that had been accumulated for tens of thousands of years burst out at this moment, like a pair of dragon claws.

Long black dragons were about to wrap up Su Mu and drag him into hell.

The black carp jumped out of the painting and came to Su Mu's side, roaring at the dragon claws reaching out to Su Mu. He used the authority of the water god and the art of controlling water to fight against the raging waves of the sea.

Su Mu chuckled: "This water control technique can actually withstand the riot of the sea. It seems that your years of training have not been in vain."

Heili nodded to Su Mu, feeling very happy but at a loss as to what was the right time.

Su Mu laughed twice without panicking.

"In this case, I will help you to clear the resentment that has accumulated for ten thousand years. It can be considered a good deed."

Before Su Mu was completely enveloped by resentment, he seemed to remember something.

"By the way, we've let that tree demon live for so long, it's time to send him to death."

He raised his hand, and several spores appeared in his hand. These spores were solidified in space and had long been cut off from the main body. Tixue thought that his spores had been cleared, and Su Mu spent a long time just to collect them.

"Since you are useless..."

Su Mu looked at the spores and slashed with his sword.

And the other side.

The face of the weeping blood tree demon changed on the way to the Mengtian giant ship, and the Hei Wuxiang, Cangyue Wolf King, and the bone armor strong man beside him suddenly stopped and started to move away from the weeping blood in all directions. They had gathered together for the sake of interests and it was impossible for them to help.

Tixue's face turned grim, this was a familiar smell.

At some point, suddenly, he remembered the spores left on the ship.

This sword is completely different from the previous one.

After Su Mu roughly understood the cleverness of the tree demon, he didn't want to waste time anymore.

Then this sword burst out from the body of the tree demon.

"Do not!!!"

Tixue immediately shed his shell and wanted to revive in the second generation's body. However, the sword light was like a leech attached to his bones, targeting not his body but his root.

The original true form of the Crying Blood is hidden in a valley.

An ancient tree was shaking continuously, and he used all his strength to block and dissipate the sword light in his body.

The evil spirit continued to wear away the sword's edge, leaves fell one by one, the roots began to rot, and the branches lost their vitality and became dry.

At the last moment before death, she spat out a drop of blood with all her strength.

Then he died completely.

This bright red blood bead rolled to the ground and turned dim. A crack appeared on the bead, but it did not completely break.

When the giant tree died, the entire valley fell into silence again.

A rodent approached cautiously, as if attracted by something.

Come to the blood bead.

What is certain is that the tree demon is truly dead with this sword, both body and soul.

But isn't this last seed also a different kind of rebirth? Perhaps it's not her, but they share the same roots and origins—this is the advantage of plant spirits.

No matter what, at least the first survivor of Su Mu's sword was born.

Let’s talk about Beihai.

Hei Wuxiang and his companions marveled at the death of the tree demon. Even they were not sure whether Tixue was dead or not.

However, it is very dangerous to be an opponent of someone like Su Mu.

"Hehehe, it would be interesting only if you dance on the edge of a knife." Hei Wuxiang laughed a few times.

The Cang Yue Wolf King and the Bone Armored Strong Man moved further away from Hei Wuxiang.

"Don't be afraid. He won't be able to strike a second time before he breaks free from the North Sea. Let's go."

The two demons looked at each other, nodded, and followed Hei Wuxiang away.

And when the three monsters left.

A colorful lotus at the bottom of the sea followed behind several monsters from a distance.

.........

Su Mu was also very surprised when the sword was swung out. He intended to kill the opponent with this sword, and although he did kill the opponent, he did.

That tree demon actually found a glimmer of hope in the face of certain death...

This was something he had never expected.

"It's really interesting, but this kind of life is not much different from reincarnation. The only difference is that reincarnation is random, while this tree demon is equivalent to being reincarnated into his own son. Even if he has any memories, they are probably missing, so it's not a big deal."

After that, Su Mu no longer had time to pay attention to the tree demon.