"I put 11 immortal jades in it just now, and I swallowed them all, and I produced a holy blood pill."

"In Spirit Medicine Valley, you can buy 30 holy blood pills for eleven immortal jades."

"Including the toll and time cost, this holy blood pill has lost a lot." Xu Fan said, looking at the small tree.

"Then this tree is a loser," Wang Yulun said sadly.

"Don't jump to conclusions so quickly, if this tree can create everything in the world, then there will be more ways to play." Xu Fan said with a smile.

Then he said to the small tree: "I want a spell that can enhance luck."

The light of the grove flickered, and many tiny roots were drilled from the soil of the flowerpot and waved in the air.

Xu Fan threw a hundred immortal jade into it, and after a while, it was digested by the root of the tree, and then stretched out and waved at Xu Fan, indicating that this little immortal jade was not enough.

Xu Fan put 5,000 immortal jade into it one after another, and finally formed a golden charm.

There is an unknown immortal script on the spell, even in the realm of Xu Fan's spell master, he can't understand it.

After taking off the spell, Xu Fan put it on Wang Yulun's brow.

The talisman instantly dissolved into golden light and penetrated into Wang Yulun's body.

"Brother Xu, what are you doing?" Wang Yulun said, feeling the golden light in his body.

"Get a buff, you can quickly enter the fishing state." Xu Fan said.

"OK."

Wang Yulun quickly threw the rod and released the hook, and entered the state of fishing in the world.

It didn't take long for Wang Yulun to feel the fishing rod sinking slightly, as if he had caught a small fish, and the strength was weak.

Lifting the rod lightly, a space ring was caught by D.

"Look at how much immortal jade is worth inside?" Xu Fan asked.

"There are 11,000 immortal jades, an immortal sword, three Taoist tools, and some sundries, and the value is not bad." Wang Yulun looked at the quick report and said.

"So this buff can be blocked." Xu Fan said with a smile.

Then Xu Fan said to the tree, "I want to know the origin and use of this stone sword."

A stone sword appeared in front of the tree, the same one that Wang Yulun gave to Xu Fan.

At this moment, the tree trembled wildly, and countless tiny roots emerged from the soil, madly like Xu Fan swaying.

Just when Xu Fan was about to throw the immortal jade at him, the whole tree suddenly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at last he could only feel a trace of vitality.

"It seems to be reaching the limit." Xu Fan said while rubbing his chin.

"Grape, plant this tree in the place where the source world's fairy spirit is most prosperous." Xu Fan ordered.

"Yes, Master."

After a while, a puppet removed the small tree potted plant.

"Yu Lun, before you go fishing, go to the tree in the source realm and ask for a lucky charm. This way, you will get more rewards." Xu Fan said with a smile.

Wang Yulun nodded.

Ten days later, the second Yinlingmen battle against the Presbyterian Church began.

Xu Fan brought the Yinlingmen elders and apprentices to watch the battle together.

"How few are our disciples? It is said that there are millions of core disciples of the Presbyterian Church." Zhou Kailing said beside him.

"You don't even look at the level of the Elder Council. All sects and forces in the entire Central Continent must pay taxes to it."

"Even if there are tens of millions of core disciples in this kind of force, it is normal." Xu Yuexian said with a smile.

"Are we still paying taxes now?" Li Xingci asked suddenly.

"Our Yinling Gate accounts for 30% of the total tax collected in the Central Continent." Grape's voice sounded at this time.

"After the Dragon and Tiger Banquet, we account for 30% of the taxes and fees collected by the Presbyterian Church every year."

"This is a major advancement for the Hidden Spirit Sect." Xu Gang said with a smile.

At this time, in the fantasy world, both sides are already in place.

There are 100,000 disciples participating in the battle in the Yinlingmen, and the same is true for the Presbyterian Church.

In the fantasy world, a voice sounded above both camps.

"Illusion World will randomly refresh 10 fixed crystal towers, and one party's complete occupation of 10 crystal towers counts as the end of the battle."

"The location where the crystal tower is refreshed can be seen by both camps and can be scrambled for each other."

"Things are getting interesting." Situ Nan said with a smile.

The first battle is a real group battle, and it will be counted as a victory if all the disciples of one side are destroyed.

"It seems that there is an expert on the opposite side." Xu Fan said lightly.

"Master, didn't you come up with this rule?" Li Xingci had some doubts.

"No, this rule came from the Council of Elders."

"It's only fair to make the rules one at a time."

"I see." Li Xingci nodded and said.

At this moment, a map suddenly appeared in the virtual world sky.

A light spot on the map is where the first crystal tower is refreshed.

"Junior sister, what should we do? We will follow your command." Xiong Li looked at Situ Nan and said with 100% trust in his eyes.

"If you don't occupy it, it will be powerful to kill the elders around the first crystal tower." Situ Nan said quickly and decisively.

At this time, in the Presbyterian camp.

A man majoring in divination slowly opened his eyes.

"There is no dispute, until the third crystal tower location comes out, hide."

"If you find the location of the main disciple of the Yinling Sect, you will conduct a lightning sneak attack."

"If you find the opposite senior brother, kill him at all costs!" said the disciple who majored in divination.

"If you find a large number of puppets appearing on the opposite side, you must tell me in advance." The chief disciple with a long sword on his back suddenly said, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

"Understood Senior Brother." The disciple majoring in divination responded.

At this time, the 100,000 disciples of the Yinling Sect were all ambushed around the crystal tower.

Wait for the Presbyterian disciples to appear.

But the strange thing is that two hours have passed, and the Presbyterian disciples have not appeared.

Several Yinlingmen disciples occupied the crystal tower.

At the Presbyterian Church headquarters, Ming Kong was also watching this battle with a group of Venerable Serial Numbers.

"This kind of conspiracy and tricks, playing with human nature is the most boring battle." A strong man with a beard said bored.

"Don't worry~www.mtlnovel.com~ It will fight sooner or later." Mingkong said with a smile.

There are many factors that determine the victory of the battle. The combat strength, the cooperation between the disciples and the overall strategy are all decisive factors.

Seeing that the situation was in a stalemate, Ten Thousand Soldiers greeted the four disciples who were with him.

"Sister Sinan, the scene is too calm, I'm going to muddy the water." Wan Bing said, and left with the four disciples.

It didn't take long for a few thunderous sounds to sound in the distance.

At the same time, a large number of puppets appeared and began to be distributed on the entire battlefield.

The chief disciple who was hiding in the dark was not ready to hide.

"I'm going to kill that disciple. The Yinlingmen's group of disciples are too thieves, and they were ambushing us from the very beginning." The chief disciple frowned and said.

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