Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

On the mountain road where it was drizzling, the bard asked him with a bright smile whether he could help him if he was in trouble one day.

Similarly, if he falls into the same predicament in the future, the poet will definitely respond to himself.

Before that day, he always thought that he would be the first one to cause trouble to the other party.

But now it seems... they are actually just the same.

However, since we had agreed to keep our promise for life.

Even if he had to use the power and memories that he was unwilling to regain, he would never complain.

Perhaps he was indeed very passive on this trip, but in the process of chasing the wind, he decided to do these things with his own will.

That's exactly why.

Dan Heng glanced sideways at the statue that looked similar to his own face, no... it should be said that it looked similar to all the Dragon Lords and "Yubie" in later generations.

The stone sculpture had long since weathered the vicissitudes of life, and there were signs of wear and tear everywhere. And at the base, near the waves, was a line of small characters engraved.

"So that if the trees are revived and evil invaders invade the mausoleum, pray and draw the water of the ancient sea to cover the cave sky and subdue the mysterious roots. Inscribe it on the stone as a reference for future generations, and do not move it without authorization..."

Familiar memories are constantly reviving with the power of blood, and the sky of the Scale Abyss Realm has been covered by dark clouds at some point.

Dan Heng closed his eyes and sensed it, then flew up lightly.

He placed one hand behind his back, and a bright pearl floated above his left hand. Its radiant light was enough to dispel the haze of disaster.

At that moment, it seemed as if a small star appeared on the ground, and with this place as the boundary, waves continued to surge outward.

Under the vast expanse of waves, the mysterious roots of the ancient building trees are stirring and spreading, like a beast that has been lying dormant for thousands of years and has just awakened from a great dream.

Those restrictions woven by successive Vajra Dragon Lords, those entanglements that tamed and dispersed the power of the giant beasts, formed a decaying and crumbling web that was about to fall off.

Beneath the sea, it seemed as if an invisible sealed path was being unlocked. When the light reached its peak, it transformed into a pillar of light that shot up into the sky!

Its form resembles a dragon, breaking through the haze and allowing light to return to the earth. The past near-godlike deeds are now repeated.

With Danheng as the center, the waves in front seemed to be separated by invisible hands, forming a line of sky.

The Linyuan Cave Heaven, which was originally buried deep in the boundless ocean, also continued to float up, and at its end was the immortal Jianmu tree that generations of Yinyue Jun were responsible for guarding.

The scene was so magnificent that even San Yueqi couldn't help but exclaim, "Splitting the sea? I didn't expect Dan Heng to have such a great magical power. Amazing!"

Dan Heng just nodded slightly in response, and his body slowly descended until his feet landed on the ground again, then he spoke again.

"...The road to the Scaled Abyss has been opened. It is time to set out and face this final darkness."

Jing Yuan also looked at Fu Xuan, and the contentment on his face was more like he was on a picnic in a paradise, rather than on a dangerous battlefield.

Fu Xuan was so angry that he questioned him, "General Jingyuan... are you sure you want to face Huanlong alone?"

"It's not like I'm alone. I have friends with me."

Jing Yuan restrained his laziness a little and his expression became gentle.

"Mr. Fu, I know you've been through a lot of hardship, but you're the only one I trust most in Luofu. If I can't return, I'll leave the important task of reporting the entire situation to the other immortal boats in your care."

"...I won't say anything like 'Please come back and report in person.' I will do my duty as you command."

Fu Xuan resisted the urge to sigh, and just stared at Jing Yuan with a slightly frown, his tone cold.

"Anyway, I've already calculated that you'll return to the Luofu Immortal Boat many times, and you'll definitely continue to trouble me. I wish you a smooth journey and a safe journey."

"Also, don't forget to bring everyone back safely, otherwise don't expect me to help you clean up the mess on the documents—"

Hearing this somewhat "arrogant and rude" request, Jing Yuan also smiled, as if expressing emotion, and as if saying goodbye.

"Ha, that sounds a bit like a general."

After explaining everything that needed to be explained, Jing Yuan, under the watchful eye of Fu Xuan, entered the Linyuan Realm with Dan Heng and his group who led the way.

……

Here one can vaguely see the murals left over from the holy land of the past, among which is the seal of "Kowtowing Three Claws". Only by unlocking this can the road to the Xuangen of Jianmu be restored.

However, when everyone stepped into this place, the roots of the Jianmu tree in the distance had begun to grow continuously. They entwined around the ground and then formed a vine path.

At the end of the road stood a woman with waist-length white and green gradient hair and a graceful figure.

She seemed to be aware of the gazes of several people, and with a sly smile, she lightly hooked her finger, and a barrier of thousands of trees rose from the ground like a screen, blocking everyone's view.

"It's Huanlong... Has she stolen Jianmu's energy?"

Jing Yuan looked serious.

"Looks like we need to hurry up. Otherwise, once she finishes absorbing all the energy, the Luofu Immortal Boat will collapse on its own."

"Wait, that's what I said. But what is that dragon? Didn't they say that the roots of Jianmu are suppressed here? Could it be that..."

"In March, that was the 'Xuangen of Jianmu'. However, restrained by the dragon's power, the Xuangen of Jianmu has become a dragon-shaped wood gall."

Dan Heng's tone was solemn.

Perhaps others did not feel it, but he could feel that the aura belonging to Jianmu Xuan Gen was gradually fading, and was replaced by another more vital aura.

Among them, there was the illusory blessing of destruction, as well as Wendy's pure breath of wind. Even the dragon energy that Jianmu had been contaminated with over the years seemed to be absorbed.

The monster that can be created by combining the three is probably beyond the ability of the people present to deal with.

In order to speed up, he and Uncle Yang led the rest of the group for the rest of the journey.

Until they were surrounded by the barrier of thousands of trees that left not even a trace of a gap, March Seven tried to attack several times, but the arrows could not break through the defense at all.

This made her so angry that she stomped her feet. Why were all the things on the immortals' side so troublesome, especially the guy she hated the most among them? She immediately waved her fist and criticized him.

"Huanlong! You evil woman, you have the guts to rob our train crew, but you don't have the guts to open the door!? Come out, Huanlong!"

And her "greetings" received a vague response.

"Oh, my benefactor is here too? Don't be anxious, I haven't even finished dressing yet."

After just this sound, the tree wall became even denser, and felt as thick and hard as a city wall.

Even if a slightly more restrained star were to come, the trunks of the trees slashed and burned by the holy sword would soon shed their skin and then be reborn.

Moreover, the regenerated trunk's fire resistance was greatly improved. This place was in the waves, and the water vapor was already thick. The flames that Xing could display here were also greatly reduced, and by the time the daylily was burned, it was cold.

Uncle Yang's power itself is not suitable for dealing with this kind of situation. Although the simulated black hole he opened can destroy these barriers, they still can't get through. Once the simulated black hole ends, the speed at which these Jianmu roots regenerate will definitely be faster than they can pass through.

If you don't want to be stuck in the middle of the trees, you must destroy the roots of the Jianmu trees in an instant.

Among those present, only Dan Heng and Jing Yuan possessed such power.

However, the former spent a lot of energy to open the seal. If he used all his strength again, he would inevitably be unable to fight against Huanlong.

Therefore, the important task of opening up the road fell on Jing Yuan, and he naturally felt obligated to do so.

After ordering a few people to step back, golden lightning appeared around Jing Yuan, thunder suddenly rose, and then quickly condensed into the bones that constructed the torso, then the veins that extended the will, and finally the arms and swords that drove thunder and lightning.

"Thunder, here!"

As Jing Yuan shouted in a low voice, the sword that chased the devil and wiped out the evil instantly broke the barrier formed by the roots of Jianmu.

The lightning suppressed its vitality, and a large number of roots turned into charred debris flying everywhere, and everyone seized the opportunity to rush in.

Before the roots of Jianmu are repaired, completely enter the location of Xuangen.

And Huanlong, standing right under Xuan Gen, bathed in the light of the dragon-shaped wood gall, looked even more mysterious and extraordinary at this moment.

Although the immortal boat often says: "Abundant evil things, abundant evil things." But don't forget that the first person to receive the longevity from the Medicine Master was called an immortal.

Regardless of his figure and temperament, the current Huanlong has nothing to do with the monster that destroyed the immortal boat. Instead, he exudes an otherworldly and noble aura like an immortal.

Compared to the last time they saw her, the divinity she possessed was much stronger.

"Hello...what is she doing?"

The enemy didn't move, and San Yue Qi didn't want to alert them, so he just stood guard and muttered to himself.

In response, as everyone stepped into this place, fairy lotuses rose from both sides of the road, and golden fireworks scattered all over the sky, forming a barrier that completely blocked out the outside world.

Huanlong turned around leisurely, with a faint smile still on her exquisite and graceful face.

"Everyone, do you see this beautiful body? Thanks to your selfless sacrifice, I was able to use the miracle of abundance to rebuild this noble and precious body."

Her jade fingers were filled with vitality, giving birth to golden branches and jade leaves out of thin air, and then seamlessly transformed them into night lotuses with just a squeeze of her palm.

The lotus petals fall, withering and dying.

The miracle of life is in his hands, but it is just a trick that can be played in the midst of laughter and laughter. And the illusion also gently blows the petals, making them float towards everyone.

"To repay this kindness, let me personally escort you on your journey. Bring you a carefree and worry-free 'destruction'—"

Wherever the petals fell, the ground began to tremble continuously, and then strange plants quickly grew out, including bizarre flowers with thousands of eyes, whose pupils locked onto their targets with every move.

There are also dog-shaped pitcher plants that have no eyes but have fangs and big mouths, and can move their roots and crawl on the ground; there are also huge rootless trees that burrow into the ground and constantly move around several people, shaped like sandworms!

Although he was unwilling to admit it, Jing Yuan could only sigh that he was one step too late.

He had no choice but to take up his sword and go into battle, his tone dignified.

"Huanlong has seized Jianmu's power for his own use... Everyone, please do your best to destroy these phantom flowers. My old friend and I will destroy her physical body."

"How shameless! Is this the only skill a Luofu general has in talking?"

Huanlong looked at him with disdain, showing no interest. However, not returning the favor when provoked was not her style.

Therefore, she pointed her finger at Jing Yuan, who had already jumped over the illusory flower barrier and had lightning surging between the swords in the formation, and flicked it lightly.

Jing Yuan, who was about to chop with his knife, sensed a great danger from this inconspicuous action.

He changed from chopping to blocking, but an unimaginable gust of wind suddenly hit him from the front, making him fly backwards faster than when he came.

If Dan Heng had not caught him in time, he would have been thrown directly into the abyss below the roots.

"This power..."

He struggled to stand up from Dan Heng's arms, his eyes showing a serious look.

"Indeed. It is the power of a thousand winds wielded by the benefactor who gifted me his body."

Huanlong covered her mouth with her hand, looking as elegant and graceful as a lady from a noble family. Her cross-shaped eyes held a hint of playfulness.

"It's a pity that even after I've said everything I can about my good and bad sides, you, my benefactor, are unwilling to entrust your whole heart to me. Otherwise, that blow just now would have been enough to cost you, General, your life, right?"

"Wow... Since you want to kill me, you have to ask my partner first."

Jing Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression calm, not at all shaken by his crude psychological tactics.

After glancing sideways and nodding at Danheng, he rushed out of the battle formation again, and Huanlong just pursed his lips in boredom and waved his hand away as if to drive away an annoying mosquito.

"Then let's see if you and your partner can escape from this invisible cage."

A large net woven by invisible wind covered the front of Jing Yuan. It was an invisible object that was difficult for the human eye to perceive. When the wind blew past, it was too late to react.

If you are not careful even a little bit, your head will fall off on the spot at best, or your body will be torn into pieces at worst.

But how could Jing Yuan be stuck in the same place and not move forward? He should move his front line like lightning, and his blade should roll across the sky like clouds!

The formation knife named Shihuo Mengshen was like a fleeting spark that flew out when it struck a stone, and it accurately detected the weak point in the wind-catching net.

The overlapping horizontal slashes formed a massive X-shaped blade, shattering the cage. However, Huanlong remained unhurried, merely scoffing, "Using a tangible object to destroy an intangible? Nothing more than a daydream."

At the moment the sword energy was slashed out, the "orbit" of the wind shifted, but the wind itself did not disappear.

Jing Yuan would still be shattered as soon as he recovered, and it would be impossible for him to pass through the hole which was only half the size of his body while slashing.

But it doesn't matter. Just because he can't do it doesn't mean his old friend can't. Dan Heng transformed into a swift shadow, and in that instant, he passed through the cage, the cloud-striking sword in his hand moving forward, determined to pierce Huanlong on the spot.

However, she simply raised her pinky finger and used her cherry-like nail to block the tip of the gun.

The sound of metal clashing with stone resounded, and the attack on the cloud could not advance even an inch, while the illusion also mocked him softly.

"What a wonderful teamwork and a bold move. If you two work together and open a nail salon, business will surely flourish."

"But if you think you can take me down with this little trick, you'll be a laughingstock. I'm not good at fighting, but to crush an ant, a single finger is more than enough."

Chapter 29 The Great Disaster Has an End

The battle was fierce.

Xing first avoided the attack of the dog-shaped pitcher plant, then frowned, raised his sword to cover his face, and avoided eye contact with the Thousand-Eyed Flower.

Unlike the former, which is just a plant creature with fangs and a big mouth but a straightforward attack method, the attack of the Thousand-Eyed Flower is more bizarre and invisible. Once you look into its eyes, even if you are on the battlefield, your mind will fall into a trance.

Just now, she accidentally made eye contact with it, causing her to freeze in the middle of her attack, nearly having her head bitten off by a dog-shaped pitcher plant. If March Seventh hadn't come to her rescue in time, the pioneering team would have lost one member.