Chapter 2598: The ancestor of the snatched spirit wood

"Xiao Lei Kingdom?" Xiao Yi frowned and muttered to himself.

Jia Luo Yaozun and their movements are fast enough.

It has only been four or five days since he rescued people from the Demon Region.

"You are Yi Yaoli?" Below, the figure that was chasing Bai Xing straight up, looked at Xiao Yi coldly.

He was an old man, but his aura was only at the 80,000 level.

"You are..." Xiao Yigang was about to ask.

The old man interrupted badly, "Hei Meng Bai's house, White Tower."

"The Bai family?" Xiao Yi glanced at him without paying attention.

If you guessed it correctly, you should be the guardian of the White Star.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi flashed and fell from a high altitude.

In front of him, the God Wood Demon Lord fell to the ground, crying loudly.

He was deeply saddened by the fact that all of his huge Shenmu Kingdom and countless races were turned into ashes under the thunder.

The Yaozu is more direct to vent his feelings.

Especially the demon races of the plant system like the God Wood Demon Lord, there are not many twists and turns. Happy is happy, and sad is sad.

Xiao Yi's brows were frowned this time.

The last time I saw the Shenmu Demon Lord, the Shenmu Demon Lord was still one of the fifty demon Lords in the Demon Region, with a noble status and strong influence, and he had several principalities under his command.

The God Wood Demon Lord itself, the bones of immortal wind, is high above, but at the same time, he is also a good talker, incompetent with the world, only likes to live in his own world, and only like to protect his own kingdom.

Now, the Shenmu Demon Lord is rags and bruises.

The scars, mostly anxious, were obviously injured by the Thunder.

His face also became dry and wrinkled because of the extremely much aura.

The skin is like pieces of dry bark.

Tears streamed on the dry and cracked face.

"It's gone, it's gone, it's gone."

"Ruined, ruined, all ruined..."

Shenmu Demon Lord muttered to himself absentmindedly.

Xiao Yi patted the shoulder of the God Wood Demon Lord.

Six ghosts and monsters also fell from the sky.

The ghost smirked, "Lord, don't you comfort the old man Shenmu? This old man cried very miserably."

Xiao Yi glanced at Gui Yi and then at the **** Wood Demon Lord, his eyes cold.

"In this cruel world, if you don't have enough strength, if you don't die today, you will die tomorrow. It's not bad."

"Humph." The White Tower fell from a high altitude and snorted coldly, "It's not your tribe who is dead, but you can say something cool."

"I want you to suffer these sins, I see you..."

"At least I won't cry." Xiao Yi looked directly at the White Tower indifferently.

"Even me."

"As long as you don't have enough strength, you don't die today, or you may die tomorrow."

"Life and death are never in your own hands, if he is weak."

"Bai Xing, you saw it." Baita sneered, "you, the so-called old brother, is just a cold-blooded monster."

"Brother Li." With tears on Bai Xing's face, he looked at Xiao Yi suspiciously.

In his mind, Brother Li is not such a person.

Xiao Yi glanced at Bai Xing, "If it were me, I wouldn't sit here and cry."

"If it's something I cherish and protect, I won't be there when they don't exist."

"I, will die before the things I cherish, that is called guardianship."

When Bai Xing heard this, his eyes brightened, and his eyes were full of worship, "Brother Li."

Bang... bang... bang... bang... bang...

Just at this moment, the ground vibrated violently, and the sound kept breaking.

Strong vines and tree trunks broke through the soil.

The tree trunks are densely packed across thousands of miles.

That is the body of the Shenmu Demon Lord.

Although the trunks and vines were also dry and cracked, with countless burns and burns; but after the ground broke, underneath, there were monsters with vitality.

The Shenmu Demon Lord looked sad, "I have tried my best, I can only save so much of my clan."

"The Shenmu Palace was destroyed."

"All the demon kings, worship, demon guards, are all dead."

"I only saved less than 10% of the monster race in the Shenmu Kingdom."

"Who did it?" Xiao Yi asked indifferently.

"With the Xiaolei Kingdom alone, there is no such strength to destroy your entire Shenmu Kingdom in such a short period of time."

The Shenmu Demon Lord replied, "Screaming Thunder, Purple Fang, Green Eagle, the three kingdoms."

"The three major demon masters shot together."

"If it weren't for the old man's body to be a towering tree with branches all over the Shenmu Kingdom and surrounding principalities, I would also die."

The main body of the Shenmu Demon Lord is a big tree that has survived millions of years or even longer.

Its roots and wrong branches can spread to all places of the entire force.

In itself, it possesses extremely strong vitality.

As long as one branch survives and one leaf remains, he can reshape his body with this, but the price is serious injury, and the whole body is seriously damaged.

Among the fifty demon masters, his strength may be the lowest existence; but in terms of vitality and survivability, I am afraid that no demon master can match him.

"Even with my protection, the three demon masters joined forces, and the thunder was raging and the blue wind was wiped out. This tribe is also seriously injured."

"I don't have much vitality in my body now, and I can't save them."

On the dry bark of the Wood Demon Lord, the eyes were a little hollow.

In normal times, his huge vitality, only the branches and leaves entangled, can instantly heal the injuries of the tribe.

But now, he himself is seriously injured, and he cannot protect himself.

Xiao Yi nodded and shot hundreds of pills in his hand.

The pill, exploded from midair and turned into powder.

The powder drifted down and landed on the badly injured Monster Race.

Each of the plant monsters, their injuries continued to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The demons of the Shenmu family do not like to fight.

"Master Li, thank you." The empty gaze of the God Wood Demon Lord restored a little light.

"I am a Celestial Master, I should save them." Xiao Yi nodded.

The monster race has a body much stronger than human warriors, so they are generally hard to get injured.

And if you are injured, it is generally difficult to heal, either you will recover slowly, or you can only find a heavenly magician.

In the demon world, art is the way to save people.

It is extremely difficult to save the demon, so it is believed that only heaven can save it.

Those who have the ability to easily save demons must be the darling of heaven and earth, so they are called heaven magicians.

Heavenly Master, hence the name.

"Hmph, thank him for what he did." Baita snorted coldly, "If it weren't for this guy's involvement, your Shenmu Kingdom wouldn't end up like this, and the world would be burnt, and the earth would be anxious."

The Shenmu Demon Lord shook his head, "It has nothing to do with Master Li."

"Everybody is not guilty, but it's guilty."

"Like Master, the old man can't help you." The Shenmu Demon Lord looked at Xiao Yi apologetically.

"The ancestor of the spirit wood, no more."

"Nothing?" Xiao Yi frowned.

The Shenmu Demon Lord replied, "It was snatched away by the people of Xiaolei Kingdom."

"It's not a day or two that they want to fight the ancestor of the spirit wood. The matter of leaving the master is just an excuse."

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