The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

After taking down the two black dragons with one sword, Matthew pointed his arm at Long Aotian and whispered the word "go" in his mouth.

Immediately, the Qingtian giant sword slashed towards Long Aotian.

If he is struck by this sword, even if Long Aotian is a Nascent Soul cultivator, he will never be able to escape.

But facing such a fierce attack, Long Aotian still looked indifferent.

I saw him waving his arm, and a ball of black energy surged out.

As he pinched the magic with both hands, the black energy turned into a larger black giant sword.

"boom."

The two giant swords collided with each other in the air, making bursts of sounds.

"Come out, prepare to hide here and watch the show for how long."

Just when Matthew was about to continue using other methods, he heard Long Aotian looking at him and saying.

After Matthew was stunned for a moment, he immediately understood that Long Aotian's words were not meant for him.

In an instant, Matthew felt a chill coming from his back, and he wanted to leave here without even thinking about it.

But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared.

He pinched Matthew's neck.

This black figure turned out to be the black-robed monk collecting blood mist on the third outer island.

The moment the black-robed monk pinched Matthew, a black energy flowed into Matthew's body along his palm.

At the same time, the silver giant sword that was fighting with the black giant sword whined and turned into its original appearance and fell to the ground.

The black-robed monk flicked his arm and threw Matthew directly towards the ancient spirit tree.

Just as Matthew was about to hit the tree, a vine appeared and quickly wrapped Matthew around.

Then, large leaves fell and wrapped Matthew. As soon as the vines were closed, Matthew was hung on a branch.

After dealing with Matthew, the black-robed monk turned to look at Long Aotian and said expressionlessly: "It took you a little long to deal with a pill-forming monk."

"Hehe, we don't have to wait for you to show up before taking action." Long Aotian didn't care about the dissatisfaction in the other party's words and said with a smile.

"You are decades behind the agreed time." The black-robed monk said still somewhat dissatisfied.

"There is no way, the plan can't keep up with the changes, and this is what happened." Long Aotian said with his hands spread out.

"Are you here alone?" the black-robed monk asked after glancing around.

"Of course not. My level of cultivation is not enough to accomplish such a big thing. Everyone else is already on top. It is estimated that the beast tide is approaching its climax now." Long Aotian shook his head.

As if to confirm what he said, after he finished speaking, the space here shook slightly.

"I have to say that you are indeed quite capable. You actually hid the sacred relics of the Kraken clan on the Elixir Island for so many years, and those guys didn't even discover it."

Seeing the shaking, the black-robed monk's complexion became slightly better, and his tone of voice softened a lot.

"Hehe, that's right. We have been planning this plan for a long time, so there will be no mistakes." Long Aotian said with a proud smile.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be very satisfied with the plan he said.

"I'm very curious as to where you hid that thing. Although the old guys on Spiritual Medicine Island also suspected that the beast tide was not caused by the Nine Heavens Xuanteng, they still couldn't find the root cause." The robed monk turned his eyes slightly and asked in a slightly curious voice.

But after hearing this, Long Aotian immediately turned pale and said coldly: "Did you stay on the island for a long time and forget the rules of our organization? Don't ask questions that you shouldn't!"

"Okay, let's get started." The black-robed monk sighed.

After he finished speaking, Long Aotian slowly flew to his side.

Without saying a word, the two began to cast spells quickly.

As they continued to cast spells, streaks of black energy floated out of their bodies.

After these black energies merged with each other, they turned into a giant that was three feet tall and was as black as ink.

After the giant appeared, he walked towards the ancient spirit tree with long strides.

Long Aotian and the black-robed monk continued to cast spells without even looking at the black giant.

After a while, another black giant of the same size appeared.

As the two continued to cast spells, a total of nine identical giants appeared.

After these giants came to the edge of the ancient spirit tree, they formed a circle.

When all the giants' arms were wrapped around the tree, Long Aotian breathed out softly and said, "Let's begin."

The black-robed monk said nothing and just nodded.

This time, the two of them patted the storage bag at the same time.

A black bead appeared in front of each of them.

When they hit a magic formula on the bead, a black light shot out from the bead.

Two black lights flashed into the bodies of the two giants.

Then, the giant roared from its mouth, its size suddenly grew a lot, and its body was filled with wisps of black energy.

Judging from the posture of the two of them, they planned to uproot the ancient spirit tree.

The two looked solemn as they continued to drive the seals into the black beads.

The bodies of those giants also expanded from the original three feet to more than five feet.

With such a large body, the nine giants' arms were able to completely hug the ancient spirit tree.

And they were also working hard to pull out the ancient spirit tree bit by bit from the ground.