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"Are you on the scene?"

The main lord of Fengtian Palace was stunned and said angrily: "Why don't you try to help them?"

"I wonder, why should I help them?"

"Am I related to you?"

Zhuge Mingyang was puzzled.

The lord of Fengtian Palace was temporarily speechless.

Yes!

Why should this person help him in Fengtian Temple?

But at least for now, his wife and three sons are not dead.

A group of people turned and looked at the mountains ahead.

In addition to the main palace of Fengtiangong and Liumu, Qin Feiyang, Zhuge Mingyang, and Youhuang all showed a touch of surprise.

The mountains ahead are extremely vast.

However, the vast mountain range, without a weed, is full of flowers everywhere, colorful and pleasing to the eye.

And among the flowers, there is a cedar every few hundred meters.

Very stout.

For some tree trunks, more than a dozen people couldn't make it.

The lush foliage, like a big umbrella, rises straight into the sky, exuding vitality.

Youhuang wondered: "Are these flowers and cedar trees grown naturally?"

"No."

"Every time someone is buried here, we plant a cedar tree."

"Because the cedars represent the evergreens and our respect for those sages."

"Similarly, Cedar is also the guardian here."

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You Huang startled: "You mean, as many cedar trees as there are, how many false gods are there?"

"Correct."

The Lord of Fengtian Palace nodded.

Qin Feiyang stepped into the mountains step by step, standing over a mountain and looking towards the front.

There are thousands of cedar trees in sight.

In other words.

Under this land, at least thousands of false gods are buried.

It's hard to imagine how long this basalt world has existed?

Youhuang saw a very large cedar tree, and it was estimated that there were more than 20 people holding hands in order to hug the thick trunk.

"Tumbling."

It ran up and was surprised, saying: "The emperor estimates that this cedar tree must have at least tens of thousands of years."

"Can't get close to the cedar!"

The lord of Fengtian Palace suddenly changed color.

"how?"

Youhuang turned to look at him suspiciously.

"It is said that the dead gods are buried under these cedar trees."

Willow Road.

"It's not supposed to be, it's a fact."

"These cedars, their tombstones, also represent them."

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"what?"

When you heard this, the Emperor jumped up, and quickly hurled at the cedar, saying: "Sorry, sorry, bother, no surprise!"

Having said that, he quickly retreated to Qin Feiyang.

I was wondering before, didn't you say that the Undead Mountains are where the false gods are buried? But why haven't you seen the graves and tombstones? It turns out that these cedars are their graves and tombstones.

"What are you afraid of?"

"I don't believe it yet, there are undead here."

Zhuge Mingyang deflated mouth.

The proprietor of Fengtian Palace raised his eyebrows and said: "There are some things you can't believe, but you must carry a heart of awe."

"What is awesome about a dead person?"

Zhuge Mingyang smiled disdainfully.

Wow!

However, the voice of the cedars in the entire mountain range suddenly shook and the sound was loud.

"what's the situation?"

You Huang was immediately scared into Qin Feiyang's arms.

Liu Mu immediately took out the Seven Star Sword and stood in front of Qin Fei, watching the cedars with vigilance.

Zhuge Mingyang was also shocked.

Looking at this situation, can these cedars hear his words?

at the same time.

The palace lord of Fengtian Palace also changed suddenly, and quickly bowed: "He arrived at first, he didn't intend to offend, and he asked all the sages not to blame.

When the main voice of Fengtian Palace fell to the ground, those cedars, under the incredible eyes of Qin Feiyang, actually stopped shaking.

"What do you mean?"

"Could it be that the dead hypocrites all live in these trees?"

Qin Feiyang was stunned.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Zhuge Mingyang glanced at the cedar, and suddenly snorted from his nose. A gray pseudo-god's power rolled out, carrying an amazing edge, and rushed in all directions.

"No!"

The main face of Fengtiangong Palace changed greatly, and quickly shouted.

However, it is too late!

Because no one expected that Zhuge Mingyang would suddenly shoot, and now it is too late to stop.

Wow!

Those cedar trees seemed to feel the crisis and shook again.

"Rewind!"

The master of Fengtian Palace looked at Qin Feiyang and shouted.

Having said that, he took the lead out of the mountains.

Seeing this, Qin Feiyang glanced at the cedars. Although he was a little unclear, he stopped the Feng Tiangong Palace Master, and with the willow and the Yuhuang, quickly exited the mountain.

But Zhuge Mingyang was indifferent, and even twitched a sneer.

This is a mockery of Qin Feiyang and others.

He glanced at the cedars around him, his eyes full of contempt, and said: "A group of dead people, dare to run out and make waves, I really do not know what it is.

The power of the gray pseudo-god pounced on all directions.

The original colorful and dazzling flowers were destroyed in an instant.

But suddenly!

The cedars of the entire mountain range sprinkled with green spirits and gathered together, like a wave, rushing towards Zhuge Mingyang!

"what is this?"

"It doesn't seem to be fighting spirit or the power of false gods, but it actually gave me a great sense of crisis!"

Qin Feiyang was suspicious.

The voice hasn't landed yet, and the essence has condensed a huge enchantment, trapping Zhuge Mingyang and the power of false gods inside.

Bang!

The power of the false **** slammed on the enchantment.

But the enchantment, just a few tremors, quickly restored calm.

"I go!"

Youhuang's eyes glared sharply, full of incredible.

Zhuge Mingyang's strength has long been taught.

Especially the power of the false **** is inherently stronger than the power of others.

But now, it is impossible to defeat the enchantment under these cedar cloths?

Are these cedars already cultivated into gods?

What exactly is going on?

Zhuge Mingyang himself was dumbfounded.

"These cedars, although they are not immortal, are no different from those of immortality."

The Lord of Fengtian Palace seemed to see through the thought of the Emperor You, and said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean?"

You Huang was suspicious.

Feng Tiangong Palace said: "You may not know how we plant cedar, we plant the roots of cedar on those sages."

"what?"

Youhuang changed color.

Feng Tiangong Palace said: "In other words, they were bred with the blood and flesh of those sages."

"Bring cedar with a **** body?"

Youhuang, Qin Feiyang looked at each other.

This is too ridiculous!

"Because they absorb the essence of **** blood and **** meat, they are constantly evolving."

"Now they are no longer ordinary cedars, but a group of **** trees comparable to **** iron."

"And, they have born consciousness!"

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"awareness!"

Qin Feiyang was shocked.

There are records in ancient monuments, not only humans and fierce beasts, but all things in the world can give birth to consciousness.

Consciousness is equivalent to human soul.

But apart from people and fierce beasts, it is often called ‘spirit’.

Like flowers, if consciousness is born, it is generally called a flower spirit.

Like a weapon, it is called a weapon.

The tree is called the tree spirit.

But all this, in his original view, was just a faint legend, but unexpectedly, it was actually true.

It's happening right now!

How did he not be surprised?

Wow!

In the mountains, the cedar tree shook constantly, like a very angry look.

Emerald green gas is constantly flowing.

Zhuge Mingyang stood in the enchantment, his face gradually darkened.

"I want to see what kind of waves you can set off!"

suddenly.

He smiled sharply.

Long Yin bursts.

A breath of breath of death erupted within the enchantment.

"Damn!"

"He actually used the magic formula!"

"This is provocation."

"Offensive!"

The Master of Fengtian Palace was angry.

"What will happen?"

Qin Feiyang asked.

"Humph!"

The main lord of Fengtian Palace snorted with disdain and said: "Don't mention him, even the tenth section of the false god's cultivation practice can't break the border under the cedar cloth.

"so smart?"

Qin Feiyang was surprised.

"Their horror is far more than that."

"The deacon stick is in your hands!"

"Even if the recovery is broken, there is no way to smash the border."

The lord of Fengtian Palace sneered.

"This...."

Qin Fei raised his eyes, this is too exaggerated!

Youhuang is also a little unbelieving.

But the next moment.

They saw the terrible place of the enchantment.

Yin!

Bang!

Zhuge Mingyang even applied the magic formula to the enchantment.

But in the end, apart from shaking, the enchantment showed no signs of breaking.

"Horrible, it's terrible."

Youhuang looked shocked.

suddenly.

His eyes turned and looked at Qin Feiyang: "You said, can these cedars kill him?"

Qin Feiyang froze, looking up at the cedars.

"Will not."

"Cedar will not attack any creature, they are only passive defense."

"However, if they thoroughly annoy them, they can trap a person here for a lifetime."

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"Stuck in this life?"

Qin Feiyang was shocked.

This is good news.

Now in Zhuge Mingyang, neither kill nor kill.

The best way is to be trapped somewhere.

Xuanwu Realm is undoubtedly the best place.

Because once the time limit of more than half a year is exceeded, Zhuge Mingyang will be controlled by the demon mark, and he will not be able to leave the Xuanwu world at that time, and naturally there is no way to go out and make waves.

Thinking of this, Qin Feiyang's thoughts became active, looking at Zhuge Mingyang, his eyes gleamed with eternity, and said with a smile: "Don't you think you are strong? Why can't you still have a bunch of cedars?"

"joke."

"I haven't come up with real means."

Zhuge Mingyang smiled angrily.

"Then take it out!"

"Now you are a pseudo-god after all, if a group of cedars can't help but spread it, it will be ashamed."

Qin Feiyang laughed.

He deliberately angered Zhuge Mingyang.

Because the more angry Zhuge Mingyang is, the more ruthless the shot, and the more ruthless the shot, the more angry the cedar will be. When it finally reaches the point where it can't be tactfully, Zhuge Mingyang may really be trapped by cedar.

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