The waste wood mad concubine is going to go against the sky

Chapter 1682 Another World Where Spiritual Consciousness Goes (8)

With the magic sword as the center, whether it was the storm or the thunder, or the leaves of the soul-suppressing tree or the souls of thousands of high-powered spiritualists, they were all shaken more than ten meters away by the bursting light.

And it's not over yet!
Ling Canglie held the hilt of the Killing God's sword with both hands, he raised the pitch-black magic sword, and slashed directly at the soul-suppressing tree!
So what if it was the first tree in the world planted by the founding god himself?
So what if it is a divine tree that has absorbed souls for hundreds of millions of years?

He had already given it a chance, and the Soul-Suppressing Tree seemed to only want to absorb Ling Canglie as its own nourishment.

Then, this divine tree, just die!

In the purple-red sky, the dark sword shadow tore through the clouds, and the sword light was fierce, full of extremely violent dark elements.

The sword shadow fell down.

It cut off the eternal years, the shackles of time, and the blessing of the founding god to the tree of the world.

On the large canopy of the tree, the leaves are flying, and the glowing flowers are separated from the branches and scattered in the air.

The pitch-black sword shadow devoured the leaves and flowers flying in the air like a black hole, and the whole underworld shook violently, the sky and the earth changed colors for it.

With a single strike of the sword, the huge soul-suppressing tree was split in half.

The tree that broke in two fell down.

"Bang!" With two loud bangs, the entire underworld shook again.

After the soul-suppressing tree fell to the ground, all the souls in the tree flew out, and the radiant souls flew around Ling Canglie. The cold aura emanating from him was awe-inspiring.

Countless souls only dared to surround Ling Canglie, but did not dare to approach him.

When the soul-suppressing tree fell down, the coercion pervading the underworld disappeared. At this moment, Ling Canglie could use his spiritual power to search for You Xueran's consciousness.

After he released his spiritual power, Ling Canglie was stunned for a moment, is there no You Xueran's consciousness in the underworld?
At this moment, Ling Canglie's eyes fell on the center of the soul-suppressing tree that had been split in half.

After countless souls flew out of the soul tree, a person appeared in the holy white light.

The woman lowered her head, crossed her arms around her shoulders, her long black hair hung down like satin, covering her snow-white skin.

She didn't have a single thread on her body, as if she was half asleep, with her eyes closed peacefully.

Ling Canglie froze for a moment, the woman who should appear in the core of the soul-suppressing tree had a snowy appearance.

Ling Canglie landed on the side of the trunk of the soul-suppressing tree, and his surroundings were filled with snow-white light clusters like fireflies. When he was watching You Xueran, You Xueran opened his eyes.

When she saw Ling Canglie, she showed a confused look, and then asked doubtfully:
"who are you?"

Ling Canglie stared at her without saying a word, but she seemed to be trapped in the soul-suppressing tree, and she was finally rescued because the soul-suppressing tree fell.

You Xueran came out from the tree core, she walked towards Ling Canglie step by step, and then took Ling Canglie's hand, she put Ling Canglie's hand on her face, her eyes were still full of doubt and dissatisfaction untie.

"I feel, you are so familiar, you came to save me because you have nothing to do with me?"

Ling Canglie slowly withdrew his hand from the woman's, "It doesn't matter between me and you, who are you?"

He stared at the woman in front of him who looked exactly like You Xueran and asked...

(End of this chapter)