"Oh, it's so stupid. Anyone can get the power of the Demonic Sacred Tree. Although I got a branch of the Sacred Tree by chance, after it is completely revived, it will return to the Demonic Sacred Tree. , Even if it is destiny, it cannot be retained." Within the sacred tree of the demon clan, under the vast golden world, the illusory yet real figure sighed with emotion.
In the outside world, Liao Cansheng looked at the branch floating in front of him in disbelief. He stretched out his hand in vain to grab the branch, but he just missed it.
"No! It won't be like this!" Liao Cansheng couldn't believe that the branch that had been in his body for so many years actually left his body like this? Moreover, he also took away all the power of the Holy Tree that he had absorbed before, along with most of his flesh and blood vitality.
As a result, Liao Cansheng not only gained nothing, but his own vitality was severely damaged.
The branches slowly fluttered and came to the top of the demon tribe's holy tree. Under the gazes of Fang Lin and Liao Cansheng, the branch was connected to a bud of the holy tree, regardless of each other.
Seeing this scene, Liao Cansheng seemed to have received a huge blow, and he was stunned and speechless.
Fang Lin also had a complex look on his face, and he felt a little more in awe of the demon clan's holy tree in his heart. Sure enough, it was an existence on the same level as Tushan's ancient spirit, and its power could only be bestowed by it itself, like Liao Cansheng. It is simply wishful thinking to try to snatch the power of the holy tree with just a branch of the holy tree. Since the holy tree can be given as a gift, it can also be taken back.
At this moment, Liao Cansheng was deprived of all the previous power of the holy tree by the demon clan's holy tree, along with most of his own flesh and blood.
Such a price is not small, but Fang Lin will not pity Liao Cansheng. This is entirely his own fault. He can't blame anyone but himself for thinking too simplistically about the demon clan's holy tree.
Perhaps, when Liao Cansheng got this branch of the holy tree, it was destined that Liao Cansheng would end up like today.
It's a pity that Liao Cansheng has always regarded this branch as a treasure, thinking that he can reach the same level as his master with this branch.
"Why is this happening? Why is this happening?" Liao Cansheng's eyes were lost in thought, looking at the demon clan's holy tree as short as a sapling, and he kept repeating this sentence.
Behind him, only two of the original nine famous swords were still intact, and the others had been broken into pieces by Fang Lin.
After expending so much effort and breaking seven famous swords that he regarded as treasures, he found nothing. Instead, he lost most of his flesh and blood. Liao Cansheng had the urge to faint at this moment.
"After all, you just wasted your efforts." Fang Lin waved his hand, and the ancient spear flew back from Liao Cansheng's skinny hands and returned to Fang Lin's hands.
Liao Cansheng suddenly looked at Fang Lin, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes, and a hint of inexplicable jealousy.
"Fang Lin, why are you so lucky?" Liao Cansheng said.
Fang Lin frowned slightly, but did not answer his words and did not rush to take action. In his opinion, Liao Cansheng had already committed suicide and posed no threat.
Seeing that Fang Lin didn't speak, Liao Cansheng said to himself: "You have a father who is the supreme martial artist, and a mother who is the best among martial artists. Why are you so lucky and have such a good background? But I only have To be stepped on, bullied and humiliated?”
"Liao Cansheng, you have gone crazy." Fang Lin said in a cold tone.
Liao Cansheng seemed not to have heard anything and continued: "Why are some people born superior? Why can people like me have to be bullied? You, Fang Lin, have the best background in the world. What do you want? What, even if you do nothing, you are destined to have a better life than me all your life, why is it so unfair?"
Fang Lin looked indifferent and had no reaction to Liao Cansheng's words. Fang Lin could not decide his family background at all. Some people were born noble and some were born humble. This was something that had happened since ancient times. Fang Lin's heart was full of doubts. This is also very repulsive, but it is not something he can change.
Fang Lin didn't know Liao Cansheng's past, but he thought that this person's past was very miserable. There must be some reason for the crisscrossing sword marks on his face, otherwise Liao Cansheng wouldn't have had these sword marks for so many years.
"Did you know that my name was not Liao Cansheng, my name was Liao Ping'an." Liao Cansheng suddenly smiled, seeming to recall something that happened a long, long time ago.
After saying that, Liao Cansheng was seen walking slowly towards Fang Lin, with only one sword left in his hand, which was the ancient sword made up of two incomplete swords.
Fang Lin took a deep breath, knowing that Liao Cansheng was going to make a last-ditch effort, but Fang Lin did not relax his vigilance. People like Liao Cansheng could never be underestimated even if they were forced into a desperate situation.
"I once had the chance to kill you, but I didn't do it. Now I understand that even if I had the chance, I couldn't kill you." Liao Cansheng slowly raised the ancient sword in his hand and said in his mouth.
In an instant, Liao Cansheng's sword was released. Fang Lin's pupils suddenly shrank. In almost no time to react, the ancient sword had already passed through Fang Lin's chest and came out with a trace of blood.
Liao Cansheng appeared behind Fang Lin and took the ancient sword that passed through Fang Lin's body lightly, without even looking at Fang Lin who was standing there blankly.
The sword penetrated the body, but Fang Lin didn't even have the time to blink. Fang Lin was already severely injured.
"So fast!!!" Fang Lin was shocked, immediately covered the bleeding hole in his heart, and rose into the sky.
With that sword strike just now, Fang Lin felt a life-and-death crisis that he had not seen for a long time. It seemed that if that sword came towards his head, his soul would be severely damaged.
Liao Cansheng raised his head and glanced at Fang Lin, but did not make another move. The peerless sword strike just now was already his limit. After one strike, he could no longer strike.
In the final analysis, it was the branches of the holy tree that took away too much of Liao Cansheng's flesh and blood vitality. Even if he was a strong man with destiny, the impact was huge.
"Master, after all, I am not Liao Cansheng, I am still the same Liao Pingan." Liao Cansheng murmured in a low voice, and the ancient sword still bleeding in his hand rose into the sky.
When Fang Lin saw this, the ancient spear flew out of his hand and collided with the incoming ancient sword.
In an instant, the ancient sword split into two and turned into two broken swords, while the ancient spear was also shaken and fell to the ground.
boom! ! !
Liao Cansheng suddenly turned around and crashed into the demon clan's holy tree regardless of the cost.
At the same time, in the distant depths of the Seven Seas, the monsters that came from the Nine Kingdoms finally met the ancient magic tree.