Chapter 103 102. Old camphor tree and Rakshasa
The dark sky is as dark as the lake.
The evil tree was towering, and the corpses hanging on the branches opened their eyes at this moment. These long-dead creatures, even their souls were lost, cast their sights towards the ground together with the evil tree. Staring at the boy stepping on the lake.
The corpses were stunned, but their expressions were distorted.
Rakshasa spent a long time mastering the Taihang Mountains. Even if Nanzhu returns, he will not be able to gain any advantage in this mountain. It knew this big red snake and later the red dragon very well. In terms of familiarity, the pale giant tiger and ginkgo that later stayed on this island were not even close to it.
This is also the reason why the ancients chose it.
The ancient tree is the habitat of the dragon. It borrows the power of the tree and uses its roots to steal power. It sounds incredible, but the existence called "ancestor" by the ancients did it. It is the best example of this. If it weren't for the red dragon in front of it that made it feel bored, it would have spent a few more years to wear away the aura of the red dragon that had stayed in Taihang before it could carry the god status.
However, this red dragon is still alive and back.
The tree smiled grimly.
Is the dead mountain god still called a mountain god?
It is the god of this mountain!
The water in the Rumo Lake is unusually thick, and there are more than one hands stretching out suddenly. The black color in the lake is filled with these weird hands!
The palms extended upwards, grabbing the young man's ankles, and then the black palms rushed forward, trying to cover and submerge Li Xi'an's entire figure.
The golden flame ignited, circulated, and accompanied by several shrill screams, burned up the palms that came towards him, turning into ashes like burning paper.
The gorgeous golden flame burned out the dark palm and did not go out. Instead, it climbed up and burned crazily on the lake! The white mist is steaming, and the white mist of water vapor and the black spread of evil trees are splashing towards the mountains, the earth and even the sky, like a freehand painting of ink and wash.
The only color is the flowing clouds and golden fire wrapped around Li Xi'an.
At this time, the boy's shadow was no longer visible, and the flames were burning and rising, like a new sun here.
The evil tree was not surprised. It saw the battle between Jiaolong and the demons after he broke into Taihang. The eerie golden flame, the long sword with the texture of gold and jade, the mysterious glow that swallows the demon, and its familiar bronze cauldron.
What makes it most fearful are the four white jade arms that reach the sky.
The power is too terrifying, and it is not like the method that can be mastered at this stage.
But it's just fear.
This is Taihang Mountain. It is rooted here and has great power that other living beings simply do not possess! So what if Nanzhu had undergone a kind of transformation into etheric behavior? He disappeared for two years and couldn't even sense the vitality. Now that he's back, what can he do to fight with it?
The inky blackness is like layers of spider webs, wrapping around the burning golden fire.
These pitch-black substances are unable to deal with the golden fire, and the flames burn away the filth, making demons and monsters afraid to approach. But if one is not enough, there will be two. If one layer is burned, there will be another layer.
Until the red dragon shape tore open the dark spider web, and the flames covered his body, like a crown and armor.
The wind raged across the lake as the giant creature breathed heavily.
His body is sinuous, and the iron scales open and close in sequence.
The sky and the earth are all freehand paintings in black and white, with red and gold being the only colors. The dragon-shaped figure straightened its arrows and soared into the air. He sat in the void and stared at the human face on the evil tree.
"You are not it." Jiaolong said.
The expression on the human face was ferocious, and it glared angrily at the red dragon sitting in the void.
"A Rakshasa is a Rakshasa, and a camphor tree is a camphor tree. It's just some delusions that have taken over the ancient tree that is contaminated with my aura. Do you really think you are a thing?"
Rakshasa evil tree, all evils are refined.
There is nothing to hide under the lotus.
Its source, its growth, the rising creatures that die on its branches. Li Xian even saw a vague human form appearing in the secret realm. The rays of light overflowed, the ancient and sacred atmosphere filled the air, and the figures stood as if they were high in the sky.
But such a god-like figure dropped the most evil seeds in the world.
The red copper bone face drooped, and he heard the sound. Coming from the deepest part of that tree, it was sighing, self-blame, and unwillingness. How could the ancient tree that had carried him for hundreds of years degenerate into filth?
"So I have to thank you." Scarlet Dragon whispered.
"If it weren't for your existence, maybe I would have really lost this tree."
"Nanzhu!" Human Face shouted.
"The mountains were once the most terrifying predators and the most violent creatures. Why are they talking nonsense now? I am both a Rakshasa and the ancient tree in the past!" the tree said, and its tone turned cold again, "You said you don't want to Lose me?”
"Then why not turn it into my nourishment..."
"I promise to make your body into the most magnificent and exquisite collection, and hang it on the highest treetop for the Taihang creatures to admire day and night."
The branches covering the sky trembled, and the body swayed.
A disgusting stench filled the air, the evil tree beat a mysterious beat, and the mountains and dark sky seemed to sway and twist to its rhythm. All kinds of terrible fantasies appeared in the void and invaded Chi Jiao's mind.
Thousands of resentful spirits roared as they swam under the lake, staring at the dragon in mid-air.
It really looks like the sea. The black tide is the culling of the resentful spirits. They climb on the bodies of other resentful spirits and stretch out their hands or claws, as if they want to drag the pure and innocent dragon in the sky into the water. Fall into the abyss forever.
Jiaolong was surprised.
The ferocious long tail swung over and tore a hole in the black wave.
The golden candle flickered and looked at the towering evil tree.
Golden light flew out from his scales, and each ichthyosaur rushed into the black sea with golden flames, like gold or lava poured into the water, extending along the wound on his tail to swallow these resentful spirits.
Eating nothing without eating anything, eating too much will cause great evil. In terms of villains, the ichthyosaurs are far superior to these resentful spirits who have never seen the world.
Confined in the lake, no visitors can be seen.
How can there be any terrifying and strange power? They cannot touch the red dragon in the slightest while alive, and the same applies after death.
The human face on the tree trunk had a gloomy expression. It felt that it paid enough attention to the red dragon, but the current testing method still allowed it to refresh its cognition. The golden light turned out to be a group of living fish and dragons, which could not only swallow demon flesh and blood, but also vengeful spirits and filth.
The corpses on the branches were speaking, and the mountains of rising creatures, ordinary humans, birds and beasts were speaking at this moment, whispering something.
Spirits as black as ink gathered together, and a domain isolated from the real world rose up with the black lake as the center.
The dark trunk of the ancient tree cracked the scaly bark, and a coquettish red light flowed through the gaps.
"Dang——"
The evil tree was stunned. A golden long sword tore off the dark field, cut through the sky, and nailed the human face between the eyebrows.
The twilight was in full bloom, but the strange red light was blocked.
quick! Too fast!
The evil tree had no room to react, and the evil energy all over its body was suppressed by Xi Guang. It focused too much on the magical powers held by Nanzhu, and ignored that apart from these things, Nanzhu was basically a dragon! His nature has not changed. The action of an apex predator is usually to kill if it strikes!
The red dragon shape spirals upward.
The iron scales scratched the tree trunk, and the evil tree's limbs were shaken by this giant beast, as if it were back to the days when the big snake inhabited the ancient tree.
But the picture is no longer harmonious and peaceful. The fighting roars, evil spirits dance wildly, and the flowing clouds and golden fire accompany the rising dragon!
(End of chapter)