At the moment when Wutong appeared, above the sky.

"This...this is..."

"This thing seems to be..."

"Fengqi Wutong, it is actually Fengqi Wutong..."

Several elders Yuxu looked at each other and even attacked several powerful men from the Demon Clan's Hedao Realm at the same time.

Over there, since Wutong appeared, several powerful men from the Demon Clan's Dao Realm were stunned for a moment before they reacted.

"I asked why Ba Yan has changed his temperament recently and has stopped eating meat and changed to vegetarian food. He lets Yuxu's younger generation provoke it. So that's it."

"Damn Ba Yan, he actually wants to eat alone!"

"I deserved to be treated as a whetstone by Junior Yuxu."

No one is a fool. After seeing Wutong, he understood all the previous doubts.

...

...

The innate spiritual roots are things that are similar to the innate spiritual treasures and are hard to find.

As the innate spiritual root, Wutong is divided into two levels.

Those who have been inhabited by phoenixes and those who have not been inhabited by phoenixes.

The difference between the two is not the world's biggest difference, but it is also the difference between the ten-year spiritual herb and the thousand-year spiritual herb.

"I said, why did you, the old demon, be a turtle, look like it's for it!"

Zhou Fan looked at Wutong in front of him and his mouth raised slightly.

It seems that the old demon discovered this Fengqi Wutong in this world. To be on the safe side, he wanted to secretly move this Fengqi Wutong away.

However, the innate spiritual roots are not so easy to transplant, and they involve many complicated methods, so naturally they have no time or time to pay attention to Zhou Fan, a "little ant".

This is the innate spiritual root sycamore, or the phoenix sycamore, with unparalleled magical uses.

Now Zhou Fan understood where the old demon's will came from when it was about to dissipate.

The Fengqi sycamore tree in front of me has almost been transplanted by the old demon, and the rest is just a few hours of water grinding.

Unexpectedly, he was disturbed by him, which ruined the other person's good things. He could transplant Fengqi Wutong away at this moment.

However, he didn't expect that Zhou Fan, a kind of rash guy, had to fight in order not to expose Feng Qi Wutong, until he finally watched Feng Qi Wutong pass by him. You must know that it was his treasure the moment before, but it would no longer belong to him the next moment.

This feeling... Fortunately, this is not in the Zhongtian World.

Zhou Fan shook his head, thinking that it would be better to be careful when going out in the future, after all, he was being cared about by a powerful man in Hedao Realm.

"Stupid brat, why are you still standing there? Go and move the Wutong back to Kunlun." An unhappy voice sounded in Zhou Fan's mind.

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Above the sky.

Countless collisions sounded like firecrackers, and the sound of explosions resounded throughout the small world.

Several figures that looked like the ancient god king collided with each other, and the aftermath affected the entire world. From time to time, large pieces of red circles fell down on the sky, which were drops of blood.

"This is my demon clan thing, Jinghong!" The man from the demon clan called Duan Chi shouted.

"Those who are treasures in the world are virtuous." Jinghong is a middle-aged Taoist, with a simple face, white eyebrows and white hair.

"And I, Yuxu, is this virtuous person."

As he said that, the space behind Jinghong suddenly broke, and more than ten figures walked out of it.

"...Hmph, shameless..." Duan Chi blushed and turned around and left.

In his heart, he scolded Bayan Bayan for the eighteen generations of his ancestors. Because of his little thoughts, he wanted to swallow Fengqi Wutong alone, which was supposed to be a demon clan, the Fengqi Wutong was taken away by the human race. This time he went back, he must say in front of the Turtle Master.

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Kunlun, top of Yujing Mountain.

"Is this the legendary Fengqi Wutong?"

Zhen Depang looked at the sacred tree dozens of feet tall in front of him, and was a little dazzled.

"I heard that the Fengqi Wutong, which was inhabited by a phoenix, is the most advanced innate spiritual root in the world. What kind of luck did the eldest brother take?" His face was distorted, and jealousy separated the hostage wall. "Why?"

"Fei Chief's wail!" The Ou Emperor Zhou Fan, who was sitting cross-legged under the sacred tree, smiled coldly and ignored the fat man from the No Chief.

However, he quite agreed with the words of this fat man in the non-cai. His luck was really good, and it just happened to be stuck at the point where the eight birds had a few hours left.

Could it be that he is the legendary "Son of Destiny"? Zhou Fan thought with a big idea.

Zhou Fan has been back in Kunlun for several days. After three hours of water grinding, he moved Fengqi Wutong back to Kunlun.

As for what happened later, Zhou Fan was not very clear. He just heard that the small world was completely abandoned and was flying to Guixu.

"Senior Brother!" Zhen Depang rubbed his hands and came to Zhou Fan with a smile on his face.

"Look, look at the Fengqi sycamore tree so big, what are the leaves, flowers, fruits, etc...." Zhen Depang's voice became smaller and smaller. Under Zhou Fan's faint gaze, he moved one by one.

"Madam, I'm going to retreat soon. Fengqi Wutong is going to trouble you to watch. I guess that fat man may not give up." Zhou Fan told his wife beside him.

He fought with the eight birds' "Hedao Realm Will" that day and had already released the bottle mouth that broke through to the "Forbidden Pass".

After returning to Kunlun and recuperating for so many days, it is time to break through.

"Don't worry, the younger brother doesn't have the courage, he's just talking." Tu Mengmei smiled faintly.

Zhou Fan also knew that the fat man was just talking about it, but he was afraid that this non-capital fat man would get the wrong one day. You must know that Fengqi Wutong had just changed the environment. It took him a lot of effort to transplant Fengqi Wutong to his Yujing Mountain, and the sect also helped a lot.

It is still unstable now. If this fat man broke a branch with a furious hand, he would have no place to cry.

"There is another thing. I plan to accept Chisong as my disciple after I leave the customs this time." Zhou Fan hesitated for a while and said.

The time flow rate of the small world and the Zhongtian Big World is not the same. He has been in the small world for nearly ten years, while the Zhongtian Big World has only been two years.

In the past two years, his intention to accept Chisong as his disciple has been spread, but Yuxu has no objection.

But outside, although he was busy breaking through the "ban" in the small world and had no time to pay attention to the things outside, he could guess what kind of storm would cause.

The deep blood feud between the human race and the demon race has been extended from ancient times to today. For disciples of human race holy land like Zhou Fan, who have taken a demon race as their disciple, Zhou Fan can be said to have set a precedent.

Fortunately, it was in Yuxu. If a sect took the demon clan as his disciple in other holy places, he would have been blocked by various forces from the human race at this time, and maybe even the human clan ancestral temple in Zhongzhou would come to ask about it.
Chapter completed!