Boom boom boom! ! !
The thunder tribulation has not stopped yet, and the power of the thunder is even more astonishing, covering the entire ancient demon ridge with a radius of thousands of miles.
If Demon Saint Qi Tian and Qi Liansheng had not joined forces to fight against the thunder tribulation, I am afraid that the Ancient Demon Ridge would have been affected by this moment, and I don’t know how many demon beasts would have died under these thunders.
The fight between Fang Lin and Liao Cansheng in the Ancient Demon Ridge became more and more intense. Both of them used the power of their respective sacred trees, but because Fang Lin was worried about affecting the demon beasts here and everyone in the Tiantian Temple, And there is no way to completely let go.
Therefore, Fang Lin was somewhat suppressed in the fight with Liao Cansheng, and could only rely on the magic of Jiuzhongtian's footwork to deal with him.
Fang Lin tried several times to lure Liao Cansheng out of the Ancient Demon Ridge without success, so he had no choice but to fight with him while protecting the Ancient Demon Ridge from too much impact.
Seeing Liao Cansheng taking advantage, something unexpected happened.
"Huh?" Liao Cansheng's eyes suddenly condensed, the golden light on his body immediately dimmed, and the power of the holy tree also quickly faded.
Seeing this situation, Fang Lin seized the opportunity and immediately launched a fierce attack, using the power of sky fire to make Liao Cansheng retreat steadily.
"How could this be?" Liao Cansheng looked at the branches inlaid on his left arm in disbelief, but saw that his left arm was beginning to show signs of blood and flesh drying up.
Liao Cansheng was horrified, and he clearly felt that the flesh and blood of his left arm seemed to be continuously being absorbed by the branch.
And all the power of the holy tree that he had absorbed before poured into this branch, and was beyond the control of Liao Cansheng.
This kind of change was something that Liao Cansheng never expected, so that he was confused for a moment, and Fang Lin took the opportunity to beat him up in a panic.
Fang Lin also saw that the power of the Holy Tree on Liao Cansheng seemed to have weakened a lot. Although he didn't know what happened, it was a good thing for him, and naturally he would not give Liao Cansheng any chance to breathe.
Liao Cansheng looked ugly, and quickly stabilized the situation without letting Fang Lin take any advantage. After all, although there was not much power left in the holy tree, he still had the nine swords in his hand, as well as the ancient sword. The sword, as well as the sword intention of the nine swords combined into one, will not be easily defeated by Fang Lin.
However, the branch embedded in his left arm began to absorb his flesh and blood. This really made Liao Cansheng feel a little panicked. He secretly felt that the branch might not be as simple as he thought.
"Could it be that the power of the holy tree is not enough, so it wants to absorb my flesh and blood?" Liao Cansheng guessed in his mind and decided to go to the demon clan's holy tree to absorb the power of the holy tree.
It's just that there is a difficult Fang Lin in front of him, and it is not easy to absorb the power of the holy tree again.
Liao Cansheng was furious, and at the cost of being injured by Fang Lin, he rushed to the demon clan's holy tree desperately.
Fang Lin snorted coldly and punched Liao Cansheng hard in the back of the heart. This punch caused Liao Cansheng's blood to spurt out and his heart was shattered.
But even so, it could not stop Liao Cansheng from absorbing the power of the holy tree again. Moreover, breaking a heart would not be a problem for Liao Cansheng at all. With such a level of cultivation, even being broken into pieces would not be fatal.
When Fang Lin saw this, he knew that the key still lay in the branch on Liao Cansheng's arm. He was about to cut off Liao Cansheng's left arm as soon as he swung the ancient spear.
However, he saw the nine swords behind Liao Cansheng attacking together and blocking Fang Lin, preventing Fang Lin from getting close to Liao Cansheng at all.
The ancient spear suddenly fell, and a few shattering sounds were heard. Four of the nine famous swords were immediately broken into pieces, and the remaining five were dimmed, and the sword energy was much weaker.
Liao Cansheng didn't even look at the four famous swords he had broken. He placed his left hand on the demon clan's holy tree, and saw the power of the majestic golden holy tree pouring into Liao Cansheng's body again.
"That's how it feels! Hahahahaha!" Liao Cansheng laughed maniacally.
Although he is a black disciple and is the best swordsman in the ages, he knows that he is just an ant bound under the sky, and after all, he cannot see any higher ground.
If it is ambition, Liao Cansheng naturally has it, and his ambition has never been small. Whether it is immortality or invincibility, it is Liao Cansheng's pursuit.
The small branch in the left arm is indeed from the sacred tree of the demon clan. When the great catastrophe occurred in ancient times, several peerless experts fought an unimaginable battle. Although the sacred tree of the demon clan could not fall, A branch was also broken off, which happened to be obtained by Liao Cansheng. This branch was directly embedded in Liao Cansheng's left arm and could not be removed for so many years.
Even Mo Shouhei didn't know that Liao Cansheng secretly hid a branch of the demon clan's holy tree. If he had known it, he would have taken it out of Liao Cansheng's body long ago.
This branch also made Liao Cansheng long for the power of the holy tree. Even he himself did not know when he would be so eager to obtain the power of the holy tree. Perhaps this branch had a subtle influence on Liao Cansheng. Influence.
Although Liao Cansheng noticed it himself, he still followed this desire and found an opportunity to enter the Ancient Demon Ridge.
"The power of the demon clan's holy tree is endless. If I get the most power of the holy tree, I won't be afraid of even the martial arts supreme!" Liao Cansheng seemed to be crazy, and his whole body was hit by an extremely powerful wave from head to toe. Shrouded in the rich power of the holy tree.
The branch on the left arm is also constantly absorbing the power of the holy tree in Liao Cansheng's body. It seems that the branch will absorb as much as Liao Cansheng absorbs.
Fang Lin saw that the power of the Holy Tree in Liao Cansheng's body was getting more and more, and he did not relax on his hands, and smashed all five remaining famous swords of Liao Cansheng in succession.
"Death!" The ancient spear struck and went straight to Liao Cansheng's head.
However, Liao Cansheng suddenly turned around and grabbed the ancient spear. No matter how strong Fang Lin exerted his force, he could no longer swing the ancient spear even one inch.
Fang Lin was shocked, and at the same time he felt that the power of the Holy Tree in his body was faintly absorbed by Liao Cansheng.
Before Fang Lin could react, Liao Cansheng had already arrived in front of Fang Lin and stamped his palm directly on Fang Lin's chest.
This time, if Fang Lin was hit hard, he could no longer hold the ancient spear. He was pushed out and the ancient spear was snatched away by Liao Cansheng.
Not only that, Liao Cansheng's palm directly took away nearly half of the power of the Holy Tree in Fang Lin's body, which made Fang Lin unable to resist Liao Cansheng's offensive.
"What a magic weapon, but it's a pity that it's mine now." Liao Cansheng held the ancient spear and looked at Fang Lin with a sneer.
As soon as he finished speaking, Liao Cansheng's body suddenly shriveled up. Not only did the power of the holy tree that he had absorbed completely disappear, but most of his flesh and blood life was also sucked away by the branch on his left arm.