A steady stream of wood spirit energy surged in. At this moment, Qin Sang felt that his whole body had endless power!

After turning into a tree man, the underground space immediately seemed a little narrow. Qin Sang could almost touch the dome when he stood upright. His eyes were extremely bright, he glared at the sword light, made a seal with his right arm, and suddenly pressed it!

'boom!'

The physical fist hit the sword directly.

There seemed to be sawdust flying in the air, and golden light shone on the rough skin.

Using the body of a spiritual tree to cast the Seal of the Seven Masters is truly incomparable in power.

There was only a cry, and Qin Sang's blow shattered the sword's light on the spot and straightened the sword's edge!

The Zhuantan seal has the function of a magic weapon of suppression.

Being hit from the front, the spiritual light of the spiritual sword was dimmed, and the forward momentum was immediately thwarted.

The Houtian Wooden Monument cultivated with the Yandao Tree has truly extraordinary power!

In addition, it is said in the secret arts that absorbing the energy of wood spirits will bring a great burden to oneself, so one must be vigilant. However, Qin Sang's feelings are not that serious. There is no doubt that the mother's contribution is also due to the Taoist tree.

This blow boosted Qin Sang's confidence. It had only been three years since he integrated the Taoist Tree into his body. He had not yet mastered many magical powers, such as jumping and transforming between the surrounding vegetation, and he was already able to resist sword cultivation!

Qin Sang let out a burst of laughter, suddenly thrust his arm forward, and his palm turned into a claw, trying to grab the spirit sword directly.

However, sword cultivators' swords are not so easy to win.

The spiritual sword shook, let out a sword cry, and disappeared into thin air in a flash.

The next moment, a sword light suddenly appeared from the side, slashing towards him.

Without blinking, Qin Sang raised his fist and smashed the sword light into pieces.

But then sword lights appeared in other directions, one after another, seemingly endless, forcing Qin Sang to prepare for the attack.

If it were other opponents, they might be exhausted by this move.

But Qin Sang is rooted in the earth, and the surrounding vegetation is the source of his strength. How can he be afraid of this consumption?

The sword lights shattered in front of him.

Qin Sang's attention was always on the center of the river.

Until now, the opponent has not shown up.

The Sky-Eyed Butterfly looked through the bottom of the river. Although it did not see its opponent, it could see that there were differences in the soil and rocks at the bottom of the river.

After locking the opponent's position, Qin Sang blasted a sword light, suddenly accelerated and ran, and rushed to the riverside in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the spiritual sword reappeared on the river, pointing directly at Qin Sang, slashing out a white streak!

At this moment, the space above the river seemed to be locked by this sword light, making it impossible to hide or escape.

Qin Sang pinched the Demon Destroying Seal and pushed forward. The golden seal and the sword light collided. He heard a "bang", his figure trembled, stopped his forward momentum, and stood firmly on the river bank.

'Wow!'

The river parted, and a Taoist man in green clothes flew out.

This man was slender and looked to be in his thirties. He had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyes were blazing. He took the spiritual sword into his hand and looked at Qin Sang with a look of surprise.

"Huh? Monster? No! What kind of talisman is this?"

Seeing this person, Qin Sangtong shrank slightly, but did not continue to attack, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"You don't know me?" The Taoist was slightly startled and looked him up and down, "Aren't you from Lingdu Mountain?"

"Lingdu Mountain?" Qin Sang couldn't remember what kind of force this was and shook his head slightly.

The Taoist looked embarrassed and waved his hand, "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! I thought the enemy was following my trail, but I didn't expect outsiders to come to such a place."

"Misunderstand?"

Qin Sang frowned. He was attacked by a sneak attack. If he hadn't been very skilled, he might have been killed by the sword. Can this misunderstanding be explained?

The Taoist sheathed his sword and slapped his head meticulously, "It's the poor Taoist who offended me. I hope fellow Taoists don't blame me."

Qin Sang did not take back the spirit wood body, but he also did not continue to take action. He just looked at the other party with a neutral expression.

The other party may be apologizing because he is difficult to deal with and is being pretentious, or he may be sincere.

But these were not important. Qin Sang vaguely sensed a dangerous aura from this person.

This person's strength is probably more than what he shows!

Now, although his spiritual consciousness is limited and his spiritual awareness is not comparable to that of ordinary Nascent Soul monks, he cannot see through this person.

Could it be that the other party is also a god-transformation monk?

Thinking of this, Qin Sang couldn't help but feel nervous. His strength had not recovered yet, and he was helpless when facing monks of the same level. His chances of winning were very slim.

Looking at this person secretly, Qin Sang was not sure, but he felt a faint threat and was even more vigilant.

He also thought that if the other party clearly had the strength but was not using it, he might have the same unspeakable secrets as he did.

It sounds like this person's opponent is not weak, perhaps he was injured by his opponent, or was restricted by some other means.

"The poor Taoist is at the critical moment of refining the treasure, and most of his mind is involved in it. He dare not be distracted and is worried about being destroyed by the enemy, so he can only strike first to gain strength. Fellow Taoist should be able to understand," the Taoist saw that Qin Sang was unmoved.

Hanhu explained.

I see.

Qin Sang nodded secretly, this person couldn't use all his strength, it was probably related to the treasure.

"Since it was a misunderstanding, Pindao is willing to apologize to fellow Taoist. As long as fellow Taoist does not embarrass Pindao, Pindao will do something for fellow Taoist in the future, or whatever treasures fellow Taoist needs, as long as Pindao can do it,

"The Taoist said again.

"Aren't you afraid that Pindao will tell your enemies when he returns?" Qin Sang's tone was indifferent.
Chapter completed!