Chapter 91 The Loyalty of the Eastern Emperor

The silver sword was thrown fiercely, and the chaotic bell that lost the manipulation support of Xuanming's spiritual power, avoided the fate of being thrown down the stone cliff under the self-control of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. The silver sword has restored the form of the chaotic bell. At the moment when the root of the mulberry tree was fiercely patted towards Xuanming, it suddenly flew up and stopped it with his huge clock body. This deadly blow.

In the chaotic clock, the Eastern Emperor clenched his teeth and stumbled by the thick tree roots. He could only grit his teeth and scold: "Hiss!!" However, even though he was unhappy and scolded, he still stopped above Xuanming's head and stood up against a secondary attack for Xuanming.

The dying struggle of Fu Sangshu is not something that ordinary people can resist. Thanks to the chaotic clock broken by this Pangu axe, if it were ordinary, I'm afraid it would have been scattered into pieces long ago. It turned into smoke and dispersed. Only Chaos Bell, a spiritual treasure with wisdom and spiritual power, can protect the Lord independently when Xuan Ming is confused, right?

The three solar beads have become masters in the mulberry tree. After absorbing most of their spiritual power, they have a certain understanding of the mulberry tree. They have run around in the mulberry tree and plundered the spiritual power of the mulberry tree like an invasion. Those spiritual powers were transported to Xuanming. In Xuanming's body, they were accepted by the spiritual power also from the dissolved pulp, and constantly catalyzed and refined into his own.

But Xuan Ming didn't know these things. All he knew was that at this moment, he was warm and no longer felt sultry and uncomfortable, and no longer felt hot and painful. The comfortable feeling made him moan and fall into a coma again.

The spiritual power of the mulberry tree has been constantly swallowed up, which has begun to provoke the mulberry tree. The vines are being destroyed by Xuanming, and there are few leaves left, and the red tongue he can rely on has also been injured by Xuanming. At this moment, all he can use is the root of the tree that rarely exposes the ground. This is also the last thing he can rely on to save his life. The eclipse beads raged in his body. Unfortunately, the opportunity to block or even force out the eclipse beads was just disturbed by Xuan Ming's sword. At this moment, he could only attack Xuanming. Fu Sangshu believes that as long as Xuan Ming is killed, he can't make trouble.

This is a good idea. Whether it can be achieved at this moment, let's see how he can deal with Xuanming.

Xuanming has long been addicted to the fall, and what stopped in front of the mulberry tree is the chaotic bell that can't be beaten back. The mulberry tree is not a patient giant tree. When he can't retreat the chaotic clock, he does not hesitate to start to mobilize the already disordered spiritual power. A stream of spiritual power began to send to his tree roots. The spiritual power is mostly mobilized, and the spiritual power that can stop eating the sun beads is even more gone. This made the solar beads open their appetite again and constantly sucked and devoured them.

A large amount of spiritual power poured into the roots, which made the roots stand up again. The leaves danced and the thick smoke rolled. The trunk of the tree pierced by the silver sword has stopped the spiritual power flowing out. The sky, without the stars, is darker and more completely. This time, it's because of the mulberry tree. At the bottom of the divine volcano, the sound of dog barking is still rising one after another. The dog barking is not loud, but it seems to never stop.

The roots of the mulberry tree have been rooted, and some of the stone rocks under the roots have been deeply sunken because of the roots. Some, but just cracked. The root of the tree stood up like a sword, but when it was lifted by the mulberry tree, it lay down softly again and twisted softly, like a vine, but it was much more powerful than the vine.

Just raised the vine, stretched infinitely to the chaotic clock, twisted at an indisable speed, and patted the chaotic clock again with a "pop". There was a strong shock. The sky is dizzy, giving people a feeling that they are about to collapse. However, it still did not collapse, but the thick clouds kept rolling over Xuan Ming's head. The divine fire on Xuanming's body suddenly extinguished, but the divine fire of the whole divine volcano burned more and more fiercely when Fusang was erected.

Then, at the moment when the root of the tree patted on the chaotic clock, a divine fire suddenly ignited from the root of the tree, burning the whole chaotic clock. The fire was hot for a moment, and the whole chaotic clock has been burned into a bright red. Thick smoke crackled up. In the chaotic clock, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who had been scolding endlessly, couldn't help but turn pale and look ugly when the divine fire covered the chaotic clock.

The chaotic bell is undoubtedly afraid of fire. It is not afraid of fire. What it fears most is the divine fire, because when he was born, the things he attracted were thunder and divine fire. It has a heartfelt awe of divine fire. Previously, when he didn't really catch up with the divine fire, the chaotic bell could bear it, and at this moment, the divine fire once again covered the chaotic bell, which made him unavoidable. He wanted to hide, but unfortunately, the roots of the tree entangled him tightly. Let him not be separated.

The Eastern Emperor's face was pale and ugly. He knew that he could not hide. At this moment, Xuanming, at the most critical moment, he can't hide anyway. He can't let this ghost destroy Xuanming's breakthrough, let alone let Xuanming die under this thing. Although the master did not tell him what Xuanming was, he knew that Xuanming was very important to the master.

The silver axe used by Xuan Ming several times is full of the smell of the master, which is the spiritual power of the master. At the beginning, he could only wake up early by smelling the owner, and returned to Xuanming from Guang Chengzi's men. The owner was injured and was willing to exert great spiritual power to condense the small axe according to the original shape of the master. It can be seen how important Xuanming is to his master.

Although he doesn't admit it, he admires and respects Xuanming from the bottom of his heart. In his heart, I'm afraid he has long regarded Xuanming as his master, right? Even if he doesn't want to admit it verbally, he still regards Xuanming as his master, whether it's because of his master or being convinced by Xuanming...

The Eastern Emperor's lips were squeezed tightly because of the pain. However, the clock of the chaotic clock has not moved at all and has been burned in the divine fire. As if he didn't expect that the chaotic clock would not dodge and bow down, the mulberry tree was slightly stunned, and suddenly shook more and more violently. In the dark night sky, the crown buried deep in the void, and the leaves shook more and more fiercely. The mulberry tree once again tightened the root of the chaotic clock, and the divine fire suddenly became fierce. The fire is getting bigger and stronger.

The fire made the chaotic bell more and more transparent, very red and bright. Even on the surface of the chaotic bell, under a thick smoke, a layer of suspected iron water slowly flowed from the clock and was about to drip down. Eastern Emperor Taiyi looked at Xuanming again, but Xuanming still closed his eyes and did not mean to wake up. A trace of disappointment flashed on the pale face of the Eastern Emperor. Is it true that the Eastern Emperor is going to die here?

Thinking so, a trace of unwillingness surged in his heart, but soon, he was knocked down by the master's majesty and a command like a warning. No one knows that under his seemingly rough character, he is obedient to his master. He said that what he admired most was his master. He thought that if he were a soul, he would be the same as his master, with the same majesty and courage.

Thinking of the courage, Donghuang Taiyi's disappointed eyes instantly brightened up. At this moment, he died for his master, isn't it just to do what a qualified soul should do? Isn't it just a man who should have the courage of a soul?

The Eastern Emperor has a lot of thoughts. Xuanming is also floating in a vague sea. He always feels that the other side is in front of him, but no matter how he floats, he can't float on the coast.

He felt confused that he should wake up, but he was greedy for the warmth and couldn't wake up. In the chaos, a sound of dogs barked and roared one after another. He couldn't help thinking about what was screaming and why it was so sad? Such despair?

He couldn't help thinking that it was time for him to get up. It seemed that there was still a lot of things waiting for him. Thinking of this, Xuanming closed his eyes and moved a few times. Gradually, the meaning began to clear up to the struggle that was about to wake up. At this time, he also began to worry. He remembered that he was still in the divine volcano!

Although Xuanming, who was awake, had not yet woken up from his indulgence, he began to feel that Dantian's full spiritual power made him moan comfortably again. How long has it been since Dantian was so saturated?