You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 492 The Old Beggar’s Goal

The inner demon nodded, and was not polite. He stretched out his hand and pulled towards Changqing's forehead. The seed in the sea of ​​thoughts seemed to feel the call and kept changing. Finally, an illusory giant sword in the shape of Dongfeng 51 was drawn out from his forehead.

"Can you still play like this?"

Changqing has gained more experience, but the shackles of the seeds in his sea of ​​thoughts have not yet been broken. It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but that he has not yet reached the stage where he can break free.

Without thinking too much, the wooden sword appeared in his hand.

"He should be relying on his spiritual roots to cultivate this combat power. If we want to hurt him, we must break his spiritual roots. Let's attack together!"

"Relying on spiritual roots to practice? Is it possible that the spiritual roots contain the way to practice?" Chang Qing suddenly asked.

The inner demon hesitated as he struggled in his heart: "The path of spiritual roots is not suitable for you, and it is not the right choice! What you are doing now is very good!"

After the inner demon finished speaking, he flew up and approached the thunder tribulation 'Changqing' with his sword.

Changqing didn't have time to think too much and took a step forward, following his inner demon.

The green ban in his hand kept flashing: "Wooden method, bind the soul!"

Countless green vines entangled towards the elusive figure, but most of them missed, and only one or two vines wrapped around the opponent's ankles.

Changqing stopped and looked at the vines that kept covering him. He smiled mockingly, "You are showing off your skills in front of an expert!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the vines that were wrapped around him seemed to be drained of their essence in an instant and turned into powder and scattered.

The inner demon suddenly appeared, and the tip of the sword slashed straight at Changqing's neck.

The Thunder Tribulation's 'Inner Demon' walked slowly as if he was strolling in a garden. Facing the incoming sword tip, a green light appeared on his body, and he used only two fingers to hold back the cold sword tip.

In another direction, the Dongfeng 51 in Changqing's hand stabbed towards his back.

However, the Dongfeng 51, which had been invincible before, was blocked by a layer of faint green light on its surface, causing ripples and unable to penetrate it at all.

Changqing was familiar with this thing, the layer of protection that appeared when he subdued the fairy fire. He didn't expect that it would be so difficult to break when he really faced it.

In the green light, countless dark green vines suddenly emerged and tied up the two people.

Changqing finally understood what the inner demon meant by relying on spiritual roots for cultivation. He actually used the spiritual roots so skillfully. Changqing naturally knew the magic of spiritual roots, but he never thought it would be so difficult to deal with it personally.

When the vines attacked, they did not dare to fight and flew backwards. The Dongfeng 51 kept cutting off the vines one by one, and thus they were able to escape.

The chopped-off vines turned into small snakes and crawled back into Changqing's body.

The inner demon ran away late, and his consciousness and Dharma image turned into countless white spots of light, which rolled back into the distance and condensed again.

Tianjie Changqing seemed to see the state of the two people. He hugged his waist and stared at Changqing as if he was a fool:

"You didn't cultivate your spiritual roots? Instead, you left it to a detached mind? You have a huge treasure but you don't dig it up. Instead, you cultivate the way of the mortal world. Should I call you stupid or an idiot?"

Changqing stopped talking, and a black-gray stone appeared under his feet.

"It seems that calling you a waste is a compliment to you. You are really hopelessly stupid!" The heavenly tribulation 'Changqing' looked regretful.

"Really? Then I wonder if you have ever used this spiritual root to become an immortal and climb to the top of the world with the help of this spiritual root?"

Chang Qing adjusted his breathing, stalled for time, and kept thinking of countermeasures in his mind. There must be a lot of people staring at this place now, and his own spiritual roots must not be exposed, otherwise he would really become a hot commodity in Lingran Tianxia.

Tianjie 'Changqing' had a gloomy expression. He had indeed felt it carefully, but his own breath seemed to have completely disappeared. At this moment, his eyes were slightly narrowed with a hint of danger.

"It seems that you are gone, a dead person. It seems that I was not wrong about you. You are just a lunatic who can only talk trash. It is a real waste to have this face on you." Chang Qing continued when he saw his condition.

"Looking for death!" The figure of Tianjie Changqing floated up again, but when he reached in front of Changqing, he staggered but did not fall down.

The opportunity was rare, and Changqing would not let it go. Dongfeng 51 was hooked up by his left toe, and then his right leg was slightly bent, his calf suddenly exerted force, he flew around and kicked the hilt of the sword.

This kick is the strongest attack that can be delivered at the moment.

Even the imprisoned void had a fine crack.

Everything happened in just a moment. When the heavenly tribulation 'Changqing' raised his head, the green sword light had reached his chest.

"Ding~" an extremely harsh sound of metal echoed, and the surrounding grass and trees were destroyed in an instant, and the body of 'Changqing' only penetrated half an inch before stopping. The terrifying force forced his figure back continuously, and a gully marked by footprints was plowed on the ground.

Countless trees were broken, and there was a crisp metallic sound on the back. The inner demon stabbed at his heart with the sword, but it was difficult to penetrate like Evergreen.

Realizing that it had no effect, the Inner Demon retreated again and the DF-51 quickly returned.

"Haha, this is what you rely on? Hiding in your spiritual roots, relying on this turtle shell to hide for your whole life? No wonder you died, it seems that you are even more cowardly than me~"

After several unsuccessful attempts, Chang Qing could only resort to provocation, hoping that the other party would reveal some new flaws.

The way of heaven is indeed very powerful, but this person only copied a shadow and a set of laws. Changqing didn't believe that this heavenly calamity was really so powerful and invincible.

"A lucky mouse, thinking he got a legendary item, became extremely arrogant. Now I will let you know that even a copy of the Heavenly Dao is much better than you."

Although he had not been substantially harmed after several provocations, his patience had reached its limit after being provoked so many times.

For the hope of rebirth, Tianjie 'Changqing' got serious.

As soon as the words fell, countless green lights, like fireflies, rushed into the sky, constantly outlining, extending, and entwining.

Soon, a huge tree rose from the ground. The trunk was a hundred feet high, but as dazzling as a rainbow. Under the crystal dots, it seemed like the most beautiful work of art in the world, making people salivate.

In a town thousands of miles away from here, on a busy street with people coming and going, an old beggar in ragged clothes suddenly raised his head and looked towards Changqing.

"That is..." The old beggar seemed to know some secret, his eyes lit up and his expression changed.

"It finally appeared. I thought it would never appear again~"

The old beggar was so excited that his whole body was shaking. He was about to tear open the void and step into it, but he stopped at that moment.

"No! Is this the mark of the law? It is actually a heavenly calamity. This..."

The old beggar's body hunched, the light in his eyes faded, and he sat on the street without caring about his image. He threw the broken bowl in his hand, but the bowl was solid and did not break.

"That law has traces of at least hundreds of thousands of years. Does that mean that person appeared hundreds of thousands of years ago? Have I missed it?"

After a long time, a bird flew by in the sky and a ball of bird droppings happened to fall on the beggar's forehead.

The old beggar suddenly woke up, and the light in his eyes rekindled:

"No, the time is far from right. That person once said that the opportunity appeared in this world only a thousand years ago, and it has only been six hundred years now. That person is so powerful that he can't be so wrong!"

Then the old beggar took out a green leaf, looked at it carefully, put it away, and patted his chest: "Fortunately, fortunately, I thought I had missed it..."