Looking at the zither in Yun Sheng's hand, the people from the Bailun Sect were suspicious. Could it be that Miss Yun wanted to use such a frail looking zither to fight the Flaming Red Tree Spirit?
Whoosh, whoosh —
As her slender fingers fell, the magical radiance on the zither strings turned into a cold glint in an instant. The sound of the zither instantly formed dozens of magical attacks that were sharper than blades and arrows.
At first, the sound of the zither sounded endless, but its power was like that of thunder.
Countless zither notes, some in the form of fireballs, some in the form of wind blades, some in the form of earth spikes, some in the form of water arrows, and some in the form of black lightning attacks.
These magical attacks were merciless, and the angles of the attacks were extremely tricky.
The pink demonic beast squatting on Yun Sheng's shoulder flapped its wings from time to time.
"Dear master, break its legs and explode its head!"
The magical attacks formed by the sound of the zither were even more ferocious than the attacks of Senior Brother Ying Chuan, a Martial Grand Emperor expert.
Wounds quickly appeared on the Flaming Red Tree Spirit, whose skin was like tree bark.
Cold sweat trickled down the foreheads of the disciples from the Bailun Sect.
They suddenly realized that Miss Yun Sheng was actually an extremely powerful expert. Earlier, they had thought that she was a weak "light criminal."
The tree spirit knew how powerful the sound of the zither was. It could not dodge in time and tried to burrow into the ground.
However, there was a wave of movement on the ground, and rows of sharp black thorns rose from the ground and pierced the roots of the Flaming Red Tree Spirit. The tree spirit let out a sharp hiss.
The sound of the zither was like an avalanche, and it carried magical power as it slashed toward the waist of the tree spirit.
Yun Sheng had already seen clearly that the weakest part of the tree spirit, which looked as tough as old tree bark, was its waist, which was buried in the ground.
With a swoosh, the waist of the tree spirit was cut in half by the sound of the zither, and yellow pus sprayed all over the ground.
This slash was crafty and vicious, and its power was even more shocking. The Hundred Thunder Gate's people couldn't help but change their expressions.
However, Yun Sheng, who was in midair, had a very relaxed expression on her face. It was as if she was playing a beautiful zither. Her appearance was as if she was simply not killing the tree stalks. Instead, she was playing a zither under the moonlight.
No one was more shocked than Ying Yue when she saw this. Her eyes were wide open as if she had seen the strangest thing in the world. She stared at the zither music attacks falling from the sky one after another.
So … so powerful.
Ying Yue was a Magic Archer. No one knew better than her the meaning of so many Magic Zither Lights.
That was magic power, and it was magic power of many different attributes.
A magic attack was many times more difficult than a normal Dou Qi attack. Even Ying Yue herself couldn't control so many magic attacks at once.
However, the weak-looking female mage, who had been hiding behind him earlier, was handling the situation with ease.
The funniest thing was that she had actually mocked him earlier.
At this moment, Ying Yue wished she could find a hole to hide in.
Seeing that the Fiery Red Tree Spirit had lost its vitality, Bobo Sheep was very nimble. "Dearest Master, let me do it! Let me do it! "
The Fiery Red Tree Spirit was a king-level magical beast. Dearest Master was really too powerful. Her Celestial Fox's second inheritance would definitely defeat the tree stalks.
That Soul Crystal was his!
Yun Sheng also knew that Bobo Sheep was going to play a role in hindsight again, so she simply let it do it.
The Hundred Thunder Gate's people all widened their eyes.
With a whoosh, Bobo Sheep's small body had already landed beside the corpse of the tree stalk from Yun Sheng's shoulder.
Bobo Sheep's pair of meaty wings flapped, and with a sudden force, it pulled out the lower half of the Fiery Red Tree Spirit, which was countless times bigger than itself, like pulling out a radish, and threw it aside.
The ground shook a few times. The poor Fiery Red Tree Spirit was considered a tyrant in the Weiwu Forest, but tonight, it was killed by Yun Sheng and Bobo Sheep, two evil beasts who pretended to be pigs to eat tigers.
What amazing strength!
The Hundred Thunder Gate's disciples were once again stunned.
They didn't expect that the magical beast squatting on Miss Yun Sheng's shoulder was actually so terrifying!
"Bobo, a king-level magical beast's Soul Crystal!" Bobo Sheep's black bean-like eyes emitted bursts of light. It nimbly dug out a red Soul Crystal from the Fiery Red Tree Spirit's abdomen.
Seeing that the tree stalk was completely dead, the Hundred Thunder Gate's people recovered their wits. Ying Yue hurriedly ordered people to search around, and finally rescued the unconscious Ying Chuan from an underground nest not far away.
After treatment, Ying Chuan woke up.
He had just woken up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the Fiery Red Tree Spirit lying on the ground not far away.
The Fiery Red Tree Spirit's body had been cut in half by a sharp weapon. A trace of shock appeared in Ying Chuan's eyes.
While Ying Chuan was unconscious, he was still thinking that the Hundred Thunder Gate was really going to face a great disaster this time. Who killed the Fiery Red Tree Spirit?
He then looked to his side. Ying Yue and his junior brothers of the Hundred Thunder Sect were still there. Yun Sheng and her magical beast were standing not far away.
Ying Yue and his junior brothers were all looking at Yun Sheng with reverence. After asking, Ying Chuan already knew what had happened.
"Miss Yun Sheng, thank you for saving our lives. Ying Yue, quickly come over and thank Miss Yun. " Ying Chuan had already learned the truth from Ying Yue, so he wasn't particularly surprised. As he had guessed, Yun Sheng wasn't an ordinary person.
It was just that Ying Chuan hadn't expected Yun Sheng to be able to kill the Fiery Red Tree Spirit on her own.
"What's there to thank? We weren't the ones who begged her to kill the Fiery Red Tree Spirit. If it wasn't for her, we would have been able to get the Fiery Red Tree Spirit's soul crystal long ago." Although Ying Yue had silently acknowledged Yun Sheng's strength in her heart, she still admitted defeat verbally and refused to thank Yun Sheng no matter what.
She also felt somewhat resentful that Yun Sheng had deliberately concealed her strength.
She and her senior brother Ying Chuan had spent a lot of time tracking down the Fiery Red Tree Spirit. If Yun Sheng hadn't offended the Thousand Hell Sect, they might have already made their move tonight.
Regardless of whether it was the Underworld or the Human World, there was a rule that whoever killed an ownerless magical beast or magical plant would get to keep the soul crystal.
Moreover, the Fiery Red Tree Spirit was killed by Yun Sheng. If she really wanted to take the soul crystal, Ying Yue could only complain. She couldn't really snatch it, so she could only stare at the Fiery Red Tree Spirit from the side.
"Miss Yun Sheng, please forgive Ying Yue's rudeness. That soul crystal is really important to the Hundred Hell Sect. Do you think you can sell it to us at a high price? "Ying Chuan also had a helpless expression. If it was any other time, he definitely wouldn't have made such an unreasonable request. However, the soul crystal was related to his master's life and death, so he could only thicken his skin and beg once.
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