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On Huang Zhonglee's tree trunk, Devil God Slaughter's face was twisted. Large numbers of root hairs jumped out of the ground. He crazily waved them and smashed the ground, causing cracks to appear on the surrounding ground.1

The entire Kunlun Immortal Island shook uncontrollably, and countless stones and boulders fell down, immediately being annihilated by the formation beneath the Kunlun Immortal Island.

Xiao Tian naturally noticed the movement on the Kunlun Immortal Island. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he dodged Huang Zhonglee's root hair. The Immortal Weapon in his hands shone brilliantly, and a dazzling blue light enveloped the entire Kunlun Immortal Island in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Tian's Zhen Qi was consumed crazily and his face turned pale. Large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, which then turned into ice.

Moments later, the blue light that enveloped the Kunlun Immortal Island dissipated and the entire Kunlun Immortal Island was turned into a world of ice and snow, and a thick layer of frost formed on the ground.

Under the deliberate care of Xiao Tian, Huang Zhonglee congealed into an ice sculpture. Under the illumination of the sunlight, it shone with a colorful light.

After some hesitation, Xiao Tian directly thrusted the Snowflake Sword into Huang Zhonglee's tree trunk. The sword qi broke through the thin layer and directly destroyed the frozen Heaven and Earth Spiritual Root!

A green light flew out from Huang Zhonglee's wreckage and submerged into Wu Tie's Sea of Consciousness.

Xiao Tian's expression turned serious as he quickly sat down cross-legged and immersed his consciousness into his sea of consciousness. Only then did he realize that there was a small jade-like tree in the sky above his sea of consciousness. It was surprisingly Huang Zhonglee, who had shrunk.

"What's going on?" Xiao Tian was stunned for a moment. He gathered his consciousness and appeared not far away from Huang Zhonglee.

The Immortal Weapon was held in Xiao Tian's hands and at the same time, his consciousness was spinning slowly. If there was any problem, Xiao Tian would destroy the mini version of Huang Zhonglee!

"Calm down, my friend. I have no ill intentions." The small version of Huang Zhonglee's body flashed and turned into a long-bearded elder in a green robe.

Xiao Tian's consciousness did not say anything, but the killing intent in his eyes became even stronger.

Just the mini version of Huang Zhonglee appearing in his sea of consciousness made him wary, not to mention that this mini version of Huang Zhonglee still had his own consciousness?!

The Sea of Consciousness was a person's most fundamental existence. It was even more important than the Dantian. Xiao Tian would never risk letting something with consciousness to live in his Sea of Consciousness!

After all, if the existence residing in his sea of consciousness had evil intentions, even if he had the backup plan of the System, it would still be troublesome.

Sensing the killing intent from Xiao Tian's consciousness, the green-robed elder shook his head with a bitter smile. Transforming into a green light, he flew out from Xiao Tian's sea of consciousness and landed on the few intact leaves that were left behind on Huang Zhonglee's body in front of Xiao Tian.

Seeing the mini version of Huang Zhonglee disappear from his sea of consciousness, Xiao Tian finally dispersed his consciousness and opened his eyes to look at the wreckage of Huang Zhonglee.

"Speak, why did you intrude into my sea of consciousness?" Xiao Tian looked at the leaf the green robed old man was on and said.

"Little friend, you don't know that I am formed by Huang Zhonglee's consciousness, so you can call me Huang Zhonglee's Tree Spirit."

The green robed elder's figure appeared in front of Xiao Tian. It was unknown if it was due to the external environment, but the green robed elder's figure gradually became illusory.

Xiao Tian nodded and didn't say anything else.

Right now, he only wanted to know why this old man wanted to enter his sea of consciousness!

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