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#1108 - Battle Game



#1108 - Battle Game

Li Chengfeng spoke with ease, "People call me the Chaotic Demon Lord. You can call me that too."

"Chaotic Demon Lord, a good name, full of heroic ambition! Haha, in that case, I'll start my counterattack. Arise, Heaven and Earth Thunder Bamboo!"

He waved his Dao rhythm again, and suddenly countless thunder pearls emerged from the ground.

Some probed out from the void. These thunder bamboos flickered with purple lightning, then suddenly gathered into a thunder dragon, roaring and charging towards Li Chengfeng.

It was like a tribulation of heaven and earth, mighty and unparalleled, with overwhelming killing intent.

Faced with this sudden change, Li Chengfeng's expression also changed. As expected, this person's Taoist techniques and adaptability were far from comparable to those of a small world like the lower realm.

His attacks were decisive and ruthless, and the Dao rhythm he mobilized left no room for dodging.

At this moment, Li Chengfeng also felt a trace of pressure. Since his debut, relying on the Unity of All Laws, he had rarely encountered anyone in the same realm who could fight him so fiercely. This was definitely the first.

Li Chengfeng didn't take out his trump card. After all, encountering such a master to fight against was a rare opportunity, and Li Chengfeng couldn't miss it.

His body shook, and the Gravity World suddenly erupted. With a "boom," the area within ten miles was crushed by gravity.

These thunder dragons roared and charged into the gravity field, instantly becoming like they had entered a swamp, unable to move at all.

However, these thunder dragons did carry the spiritual energy of wood. Suddenly, purple roots grew out, piercing into the gravity field, slowly growing inward. This was the power of seeds.

Li Chengfeng certainly understood the other party's intentions but did not stop them. Instead, he observed the Dao rhythm and principles of wood from it.

Using wood, one can use thunder. It uses the Dao rhythm of wood as a medium for cultivation and refinement. This purple thunder is a type of bamboo.

He didn't know what kind it was, but the lightning it emitted carried wood attributes and was extremely domineering. While fighting, Li Chengfeng felt the other party's Dao rhythm of wood, nodding frequently in his heart.

Mei Mu was also depressed. It was the first time he had encountered such a difficult opponent. The two of them had been fighting back and forth for so long.

He had used all his tricks, but he still couldn't take down the other party.

No matter what schemes he used, the other party could easily resolve them, which inevitably made him feel a little anxious.

He occupied this secret realm as a tactical secret realm, which could continuously convert spiritual energy into mana, but it also took time and couldn't be used immediately.

Finally, he said, "Fellow Daoist, continuing this stalemate will only result in mutual destruction. How about I use one move? If you can withstand it, then you win. If you lose, then I win. What do you think?"

Knowing that the other party was about to use a big move, Li Chengfeng said, "No problem, Fellow Daoist, feel free to come at me. I've been waiting for a long time."

Mei Mu didn't dare to be negligent and mobilized all the mana in his body. This time, with a wave of his hand, the Dao rhythm became even more turbulent, and then his fingers kept forming seals.

A huge green waterfall-like thing appeared in front of him, "哗啦啦" sweeping over. This was a seed team, densely packed with seeds. The vitality of seeds is the strongest. Spreading out like this, they swept towards Li Chengfeng, rolling and growing along the way.

When they rolled into Li Chengfeng's Gravity World, they instantly covered the entire area and began to take root. Little by little, root systems slowly grew out, and the gravity field was actually ineffective against them. This was the power of seeds.

Although many seeds were shattered and disappeared, there were too many seeds, densely packed. The other party held a spiritual treasure in his hand, waiting outside, waiting for Li Chengfeng to escape from within.

He would deliver a blow. This spiritual treasure was a wooden ruler with many刻度 engraved on it. With a wave, it possessed great power. If hit by the ruler, one would turn into wood and assimilate with it.

He had made all the preparations. His seeds were called the Myriad Heavenly Divine Seeds, the most powerful seeds剥离 from the War Ancient Tree. He used a special Dao rhythm to nurture them, keeping them in a sealed state. As long as he gave them a契机, they would grow wildly.

And Li Chengfeng, seeing this scene, was also secretly amazed. No matter which of the five elements—metal, wood, water, fire, or earth—as long as one took it to the extreme and used it powerfully, one could soar into the sky.

He wrapped these seeds with his divine sense and observed them carefully, finding them very interesting. They were just like the tree demons created by the War Ancient Tree. This was the War Ancient Tree's projection of weapons for抢夺 resources and战争.

With a thought, Li Chengfeng felt that there was much to be learned here—seeds were life.

With a thought, dozens of seeds were captured by him and sent into the Hell space.

He handed them over to the Ghost Tree.

Seeing these seeds, the Ghost Tree immediately devoured them, "嘎嘣脆." Instantly, its branches trembled, and these could help to increase its power. "Hahaha," it laughed, "How many are there? I'll eat as many as there are."

"Okay, if you want to eat, then with a thought."

Li Chengfeng's Ghost Tree immediately appeared behind him, suddenly growing taller. Although it couldn't compare to the War Ancient Tree, it was still extremely powerful.

Its branches shook, and the leaves of each branch bloomed like carnivorous plants.

It devoured all the seeds, and the sound of "噼里咔嚓" echoed in the air.

Mei Mu was dumbfounded, completely shocked by the scene before him. These billions of seeds.

Actually, they were ineffective and were all eaten by a ghost tree. This ghost tree was森森 with阴气. Countless ghost faces floated and disappeared on it. These seeds made a "咔咔咔" sound as soon as they entered its mouth, and the branches trembled, filling the area with鬼气.

Mei Mu withdrew the ruler and said, "Fellow Daoist, you win. We don't need to compete anymore. I'm willing to give you the superior Mu Clan cultivation technique. Take a look and see if it's practical. If you find it practical, you can cultivate it again.

Actually, this place is most suitable for comprehending wood-based Dao rhythms. This is the interior of the War Ancient Tree, and I will never interfere with you."

As he spoke, with a thought, a jade slip flew to Li Chengfeng.

Li Chengfeng took it in his hand and probed it with his divine sense, discovering the four large characters "War Ancient Tree." The cultivation technique they practiced was the War Ancient Tree.

The name was very peculiar, but the cultivation technique was very comprehensive. Once cultivated, it would be twice as effective here.

Li Chengfeng nodded and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist. I'll study it here first. The spiritual energy here is abundant, making it easy to comprehend wood-based Dao rhythms."

With a wave of his hand, the Ghost Tree directly shrunk to the size of a person, standing behind him, becoming his most loyal bodyguard and protecting him.

Mei Mu didn't disturb him, but he also coveted the Ghost Tree. How could such a good thing fall into the hands of a human? It should belong to the Lord of the Sky.

Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't take action. Instead, he quietly retreated.

Mei Mu came to a mysterious place where dozens of Nascent Soul Realm experts were sitting in meditation, among them a woman who was beautiful and pretty.


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