Chapter 830

"Children, don't look for it. I'm in your mind!"

Looking at Chu Xingyu's panic, the old voice was full of laughter.

"Are you an ancient phantom tree?"

Chu Xingyu asked slightly surprised.

Spiritual power can be exchanged. At that time, Chu Xingyu communicated with Shura God through spiritual power.

Now my body is competing with the spirit of the ancient phantom tree. Nine times out of ten, this voice comes from the ancient phantom tree.

"You guessed well!"

The old voice responded faintly.

"What do you want in my mind?"

At this time, Chu Xingyu was a little nervous. The sacred tree that had grown for thousands of years was unusual. If it wanted to do something to itself, it couldn't resist at all.

"Don't be nervous. I'm just curious about the excellent talent of the martial artist who can absorb all the yuan liquid derived from me?"

Without Chu Xingyu's permission, this spiritual power wandered through his body directly.

Soon, the phantom hung on the tree and gave a surprise.

"Your body is normal. It's strange!"

"Why can such a normal body absorb all my yuan liquid without exploding and dying?"

It didn't see what was strange about the boy's body.

The spiritual power of the phantom ancient tree has been explored on the body of Chu Xingyu again and again.

In fact, it didn't know that Chu Xingyu was safe because part of Yuan liquid was absorbed by Shura Wu soul, and the other part was absorbed by beads given to him by Du Meixi.

The phantom ancient tree has grown for thousands of years. The Shura God in the body of Chu Xingyu is a giant God as long as heaven and earth.

The ancient tree has no ability to detect the existence of Shura God.

As for the bead of Du Meixi, although it can't compare with the soul of Shura, it's more than enough to crush the ancient phantom tree.

"Senior, you won't talk to me just about this?"

There is Shura Wu soul and a mysterious bead in the body. Chu Xingyu will never tell the phantom ancient tree about it.

"Of course there are other important things!"

As soon as the voice of the phantom divine tree fell, Chu Xingyu only felt that his Yuanshen was fiercely sucked into a vortex.

When he opened his eyes again, the surrounding scene changed.

This is a space with thick fog. In addition to the thick fog, there is nothing around, just like standing on the prairie at night.

"Elder, where is this?"

His original spirit was taken away by the phantom ancient tree and entered here.

"This is my god space!"

The phantom tree said faintly.

"What did you bring me here for?"

Chu Xingyu still has some doubts.

"Children, where did you get the sword of killing God?"

The phantom tree asked again.

"I found this at the altar of the elves...!"

The ancient phantom tree has grown for thousands of years, and its wisdom is hard for ordinary people to reach. Chu Xingyu dare not hide it, so he said immediately.

"The owner of the sword of God has fallen!"

After hearing the explanation of Chu Xingyu, the phantom ancient tree gave a long sigh.

"The former master of the sword of killing God helped me. I can't live today without him. Since you have become the new master of the sword, I'll help you to further your sword skills and not disgrace the reputation of the sword of killing God!"

In ancient times, the phantom divine tree was destroyed. Thanks to the owner of the sword of killing God, he cured it with the light of the holy emperor.

After thousands of years, it has grown into the most powerful divine tree in the whole rage domain.

It can be said that without the treatment of the master of the sword of killing God, there would be no phantom ancient tree today.

It always wanted to repay its kindness, but it couldn't leave the rage field, and the owner of the sword of God never came again.

the things are still there , but men are no more the same ones!

This year, among the fighters who wanted to get its yuan liquid, he saw this unusual teenager at a glance.

Then he saw the sword of killing God around the boy's waist.

Although the sword of killing God is not as sharp and cold as it was millions of years ago, the rhyme of the whole sword is still there.

Young man is the descendant of the sword of killing God. Phantom ancient tree wants to repay kindness. It wants to tell Chu Xingyu what a real sword warrior is with its experience of growing for thousands of years.

"Elder, can you teach it another day?"

Chu Xingyu's heart was excited for no reason when he heard that the phantom ancient tree wanted to teach him the sword technique of killing God.

However, his original God was pulled away by the phantom ancient tree and entered his main god space, but his body is still on the ancient tree. Niu Feng and others will catch up in a moment. If he stays in the phantom ancient tree for too long, his body will be destroyed by the angry Niu Feng.

When the body is destroyed, his original God will dissipate in this world.

"Tiger Eye Crystal matures once a year. Only at this time will I wake up from my deep sleep. If I miss today, I have to wait another year!"

Phantom ancient tree immediately rejected Chu Xingyu's proposal.

"Then I don't want your teaching, okay?"

Niu Feng will catch up with himself soon. If his body is destroyed, he will be killed!

Chu Xingyu can't threaten his life in order to master more powerful swordsmanship.

"No! The master of the sword of gods is kind to me. As the successor of the sword of killing gods, I must repay you today!"

"Although you hold the sword of killing God, you don't master the essence of the sword of killing God. I'll help you change it!"

The phantom ancient tree is like a cow. It has a stubborn temper.

Chu Xingyu hesitated and said again:

"How arrogant the master of the sword of killing God is. If you are afraid of being destroyed, you are not worthy to be the successor of the sword of killing God!"

"This sword of the gods, I will take it away!"

There was a touch of determination in the tone of the phantom divine tree.

In its heart, the master of the sword of killing God must not be held by weak people.

It wants to find a new master for the sword of God!

"OK, then teach it as soon as possible. Don't waste time!"

After hearing the words of phantom divine tree, Chu Xingyu's pride was completely aroused.

I am the master of the sword of killing God. I can't be despised by the phantom divine tree!

Boom!

As soon as Chu Xingyu's voice fell, several violent flames appeared in front of him.

Some of these flames are cyan, some are yellow, and some are red.

In these flames, there is a violent power in it.

"What is this?"

Feeling the violent murderous spirit in these flames, Chu Xingyu was stunned.

"This is the sword spirit, the blade, and the heart of the sword!"

"Swordsman, these three swordsmanship are the most basic things. If you can integrate them, your swordsmanship will greatly increase!"

"Now, you will try your best to fully integrate these three sword techniques!"