Yu Qingqian's whole body exuded a radiance of confidence and confidence, Feng Chen knew that she was serious.

   "Isn't there any danger?" He asked again with confirmation.

  Yu Qingqian nodded: "No, I'm sure."

   "Okay, then be careful, if there is any danger, I will take action immediately." Feng Chen pursed his lips and said.

  If Yu Qingqian enters the rainforest and is corroded by the rain, he will immediately expose the black mandala.

   Yu Qingqian stretched out his hand and patted Feng Chen's shoulder, "Sick beauty, just wait to forge the staff of the colorful sacred wood."

   Feng Chen's tense face revealed a slight smile, "Okay, I'll wait!"

   At this time, Leng Lingshuang, who was in front of him, had already walked under the colorful sacred tree, and the raindrops were getting louder.

  Yu Qingqian did not act immediately upon seeing this, and wrapped his arms with great interest, watching how Leng Lingshuang wanted to conquer the colorful Shenmu.

   She has an affinity for all plants, and can even communicate indiscriminately. That colorful sacred tree has been growing for ten thousand years, and the spirit of wood has just been born, so it is not so easy to chop away.

  Leng Lingshuang held a paper umbrella in one hand and looked up at the colorful sacred tree with a bit of excitement in his eyes.

   In this life, through the many news she heard from her family in her previous life and from her husband's family, she took the lead one by one.

Back then, her husband also participated in the Xie family's mission to capture the Seven-Colored Sacred Tree. Once she was drunk and listened to the man talking about it, she knew how to break the ancient tomb's organs, how to enter the poisonous mist barrier, and even this corrosive effect. How to resist acid rain.

   In the past life, she loved the wrong person and died unexpectedly. In this life, she will definitely stand at the top of the Central Continent and stand side by side with the most famous genius in this generation.

   Fengchen used to be so high up for her, as if she couldn't climb at all.

   In this life, everything is different. Six years ago, she first saw Feng Chen, who looked like a fairy in a painting. This is a cold-hearted man, but as long as he can get into his heart, he will get everything, and she believes that this person will also belong to her in the future.

  Leng Lingshuang can afford to wait, she has patience now, all the roadblocks in front of her will be cleared, including that Yu Qingqian, that unexpected variable that made her uneasy.

   "Cut!" Leng Lingshuang summoned a cyan plant, which quickly transformed into an armor, the spiritual plant transformed into a long sword, and she slashed heavily at the colorful sacred tree.

   "Boom!"

After the sound of   , the long sword in Leng Lingshuang's hand was shaken by the branches of the colorful sacred tree. She looked at the colorful sacred tree in disbelief, only a very faint mark was left on its trunk.

How could this be? Even with 80% of his strength, he only left a faint mark on the Seven-Colored Divine Tree, and even with 100% of his strength, it would be difficult to cut it off!

   At this time, the colorful sacred wood swayed the branches, and the rain in the sky became bigger and fell little by little, forming a rain curtain.

  Leng Lingshuang shook hands, took out a black bottle with gloomy eyes, and opened the cap.

   As soon as it was activated, a cluster of orange sparks flew out of the bottle and quickly landed on the root of the colorful sacred wood.

   As soon as the sparks landed on the root of the colorful sacred tree, they spread quickly, like the fire of a single star can start a prairie fire.

   The colorful sacred wood made a loud "squeak" sound, and the branches swayed randomly. Yu Qingqian could feel it was extremely painful at this time, and the pain was like being burned by fire.

   Yu Qingqian's playful eyes condensed a layer of coldness. There is a cordial psychic between her and plants, and she can't see others mistreating plants.

   The spark in Leng Lingshuang's bottle is the kind of fire that was on the poisonous fog barrier before. I didn't expect that she would take it out to deal with the colorful Shenmu. It was too cruel to make the colorful Shenmu completely cut off its vitality.