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Chapter 430 Hell Tree!  Tang Monk defeated the Undertaker

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    The Undertaker's magic weapon, the soul-gathering coffin, is filled with the aura of death. Once the enemy is trapped, the enemy's three souls and seven souls will gradually withdraw from the soul-gathering coffin. The three souls and seven souls will gradually decline and fall into the abyss of death.  .

    However, Tang Monk possesses the bloodline of the Supreme Ring Spirit. In the small universe of the Qiankun Treasure Ring, tens of thousands of Ring Spirit armies are continuously delivering energy to Tang Monk. This makes Tang Monk's three souls and seven souls eroded by the air of death.  , okay for now.

    A volcano appeared in Tang Monk's palm, and he sacrificed the volcano palm.

    The volcanic palm hit the bottom of the Soul Gathering Coffin.

    Tang Monk originally thought that the spewing volcanic magma would tear the bottom of the Soul-Gathering Coffin, and he could take the opportunity to escape. However, after the volcanic palm hit the bottom of the Soul-Gathering Coffin, it disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea.

    "How could this happen?" Tang Seng was puzzled.

    Tang Monk activated his animal taming technique and summoned a group of woodpeckers.

    The woodpecker began to use its beak to chip away at the wood of the soul-gathering coffin. However, the energy of death vibrated, and the summoned woodpecker quickly disappeared into ashes.

    Seeing that the woodpecker failed, Tang Monk had no choice but to summon a golden axe, and with all his strength, he slashed at the soul-gathering coffin, but the soul-gathering coffin did not move at all.

    Tang Monk activated the spell, and the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan appeared in his hand.

    Five Fires and Seven Birds fanned one fan, and in the Soul Gathering Coffin, there appeared fire in the air, fire in the world, fire in the forest, fire in the stone, Samadhi Fire, the five fires mixed together, and raging flames burned everywhere in the Soul Gathering Coffin.

    Tang Seng showed a proud smile.

    ¡°Now, I¡¯ve burned the soul-gathering coffin, so I can finally go out, right?¡±

    The five fires mixed together and burned for a while, and the temperature of the soul-gathering coffin began to rise.

    The soul-gathering coffin, which turned into a small box, was held by the mourner in his hand. He suddenly felt hot and saw the soul-gathering coffin starting to smoke.

    The mourner sneered.

    "Tang Monk, you are trapped in the Soul Gathering Coffin by me, and you are not honest? You want to set fire to my Soul Gathering Coffin? You are asking for death!"

    The fire in the forest, the fire in the stone, the fire in the air, the fire in the samadhi, and the fire in the world inside the soul-gathering coffin instantly turned into a will-o'-the-wisp.

    The will-o'-the-wisp showed its sharp teeth and began to bite Tang Monk. Tang Monk was attacked and burned by the will-o'-the-wisp, and he complained endlessly.

    "The rain and dew of heaven and earth!"

    Tang Monk sacrificed the heaven and earth rain and dew, and then extinguished the will-o'-the-wisp in the soul-gathering coffin.

    Carrying the soul-gathering coffin that trapped Tang Monk, the mourners left France and returned to the Demon Realm.

    No matter the banana fan or the five fire and seven bird fans, they could not help Tang Seng escape. In desperation, Tang Seng had no choice but to return to the small universe of Qiankun Baojie.

    Tang Monk came directly to the Thorny Ridge of the Small Universe.

    When Tang Monk passed by the Eight Hundred Miles of Thorns Ridge, he snatched the soul of the Queen of Thorns and took the Queen of Thorns' subordinates, including Chi Fenggui, Guzhi Gong, Ling Kongzi, Shiba Gong, Xing Xian'er and others, into the Qiankun Treasure Ring.  .

    Tang Monk placed the Eight Hundred Miles of Thorns Ridge in the small universe, and the Queen of Thorns led her subordinates to live a life of wandering clouds and wild cranes.

    In the small universe, the Queen of Thorns is responsible for helping Tang Seng and taking care of the ginseng orchard. She also brings the power of the wood element to Tang Seng.

    The Queen of Thorns was practicing in the pavilion of Thorns Ridge. A white light flashed and Tang Seng appeared in front of the Queen of Thorns.

    The Queen of Thorns¡¯ eyes lit up, ¡°Holy Monk, why are you here?¡±

    Tang Monk sighed, "Forget it, I was trapped in the mourner's soul-gathering coffin, so I had to return to the Qiankun Ring to ask you. The five elements of the soul-gathering coffin belong to wood, but it is not afraid of fire or wind.  Not afraid of being struck by an axe.¡±

    The Queen of Thorns pondered for a while, "This is a dark magic weapon from the Demon Realm. What's weird inside the Soul Gathering Coffin?"

    Tang Monk said: "The air of death is everywhere."

    The Queen of Thorns took out a bottle from her sleeve, poured out a seed, and handed it to Tang Monk's hand.

    "Holy monk, this kind of seed from the hell tree will grow more and more vigorously when it encounters the gloomy aura of death. If the soul-gathering coffin is full of the aura of death, the hell tree will sprout quickly and grow into a towering tree.  , his roots will pierce the Soul Gathering Coffin, and you can escape."

    Tang Monk was overjoyed. He took the hell tree seeds, left the universe of the Qiankun Precious Ring, and returned to the Soul Gathering Coffin.

    "Although the Soul Gathering Coffin is a dark magic weapon, it would be a pity if it was pierced by the hell tree. Why don't I make a copy first!"

    Tang Monk stroked the Qiankun Ring and produced a replicating light.

    "Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully recoveringMake a soul-gathering coffin. Your exclusive soul-gathering coffin has been sent to the universe of the Qiankun Treasure Ring!  Please pay attention to check!  "

    Tang Monk placed the Soul Gathering Coffin at the bottom of the Soul Gathering Coffin.

    Just as the Queen of Thorns said, the hell tree seeds sprouted rapidly in the soul-gathering coffin filled with the air of death and began to grow crazily.

    The hell tree frantically absorbs the air of death, and the air of death becomes the nutrition of the hell tree. The hell tree grows bigger and bigger from a sapling The roots are implanted into the interior of the soul-gathering coffin.

    Holding the soul-gathering coffin, the mourner was returning to the Demon Realm when he heard the voice coming from the soul-gathering coffin.

    "What's the noise?"

    Just when the mourner was about to check, the roots of the hell tree penetrated the soul-gathering coffin, and the dense roots extended out.  The Undertaker was dumbfounded.

    The gap through which the tree roots penetrated was very small, but it was enough for Monk Tang to escape.

    Tang Monk turned into a white light and rushed out.

    In the sky thousands of feet high, Tang Seng stepped on the somersault cloud, swung his Zen staff and hit the mourner. The mourner was caught off guard, and Tang Seng directly knocked the mourner staggering.

    The mourner almost fell from the clouds. He picked up his war hammer and stared at Tang Seng.

    "You actually escaped from my soul coffin?"

    Tang Monk smiled evilly and said, "I planted a big tree in your soul-gathering coffin by the way. Now your soul-gathering coffin has become a flower pot."

    The mourner saw that the Soul Gathering Coffin was riddled with holes pierced by tree roots. He used his war hammer to smash out a bolt of dark lightning, killing the hell tree in the Soul Gathering Coffin. However, the Soul Gathering Coffin had been seriously damaged and was temporarily unavailable.  The method is used.

    Tang Monk's eyes fell on the war hammer in the hand of the mourner, and he thought to himself: "Yang Chan wants me to snatch the war hammer back. If the mourner runs away, I won't be able to get it back, so I might as well make a copy first."

    The copying light hit the Undertaker's war hammer, and an identical war hammer appeared in Tang Monk's hand.

    The mourner's eyes widened. He was surprised to see the war hammer in Tang Monk's hand, which was also decorated with roaring dogs, lotus lanterns, dragons and kites.

    "Where did your warhammer come from?"

    Tang Monk stroked the war hammer proudly.

    "I have told you a long time ago that I am one of the greatest weapon refiners in the three realms. Only Taishang Laojun can be on an equal footing with me. Forging a war hammer is a piece of cake for me."

    The mourner swung his war hammer and smashed it down. Tang Monk swung his war hammer to fight.

    The warhammer is purely a power weapon. When attacking, it should be opened and closed without much skill.

    Tang Monk's whole body was filled with ancient power, and he swung the war hammer with infinite power. He used the war hammer to fight with the mourner, and for a while, he was not defeated.

    A golden halo enveloped the mourners, and the dragon-escaping pile suddenly appeared.

    There is a golden sleeping dragon clinging to the dragon-hiding pile. The dragon-hiding light shines out, and two golden chains attack the mourner. The mourner is tied to the dragon-hiding pile by the golden chains.

    The mourner roared and broke free from the chains, but was hit by Tang Monk. Stars flashed across his eyes, and he was pinned to the Dragon-Dragon Stake by the golden chains again.

    At this time, the mourner was extremely weak. Tang Monk stroked the Qiankun Ring and fired the soul-stealing light. The soul-stealing light hit the mourner's forehead.

    "Ding! The Undertaker's soul has returned to the Demon Realm. His soul has been completely eroded by the Demon Lord, and he cannot seize the soul! If you want to seize the soul, you must go to the Demon Realm and purify the Undertaker's soul before you have a chance to successfully seize the soul."

    Tang Seng knew that there was little hope of seizing the soul. If it weren't for the fact that the mourner, Yang Jiao, was Yang Chan's brother, he would not have tried it at all. The attempt to seize the soul failed.

    The mourners stared at Tang Seng.

    "Tang Monk, you are indeed an excellent weapon refiner. You have even refined Manjusri's Dragon Essence Stake. It's a pity that I have the power given by the Demon Lord. You can never kill me!"

    The mourner laughed wildly and turned into a black smoke and disappeared.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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