Chapter 828 The Holy Tree of the Elf Race

"Does Yaozhi's holy rank exist?"

Feeling that the aura of the Holy Order was emanating from this big tree, Su Chen murmured.

"It's not the demon planting holy rank, it's the holy tree of the elves!" Qi Mufeng explained.

The holy tree of the elves?

What does it mean here?

Su Chen became more and more puzzled, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Qi, what is the origin of this sacred tree?"

Qi Mufeng took a deep breath and said slowly: "This holy tree is known as the patron saint of the elves, and it is because of its existence that the elves can occupy a place among the ten thousand races."

"So it's strong?"

Su Chen pondered, and then asked, "How many stages of cultivation is it in the Holy Stage?"

"The fifth stage of the holy stage!" Qi Mufeng said in a deep voice.

"hiss!"

Shang Caili and the others all took a breath of cold air.

Su Chen couldn't help but click his tongue.

At first, he felt that this sacred tree was very strong, but he never thought it would be so strong.

The cultivation of the fifth stage of the holy stage is on the same level as the ancestors of the Qi family.

In the face of this kind of powerhouse, the sum of all the people present may not be enough to kill him alone.

"The cultivation base of the holy tree of the elves is not false, but there were rumors a hundred years ago that its limit is approaching, and the cultivation base has not been as good as before. Now it should not have the strength of the fifth stage of the holy stage." Wu Yazi said suddenly.

He used to be the holy rank of the dwarves, and it is reasonable to know this news.

Qi Mufeng nodded and said, "I've heard of this rumor too."

Su Chen's heart moved, and he immediately contacted the [Intelligent Chariot], "Xiao Zhi, what kind of cultivation is that holy tree?"

"The first stage of the holy order." [Intelligent Chariot] quickly replied.

Hearing this, Su Chen breathed a long sigh of relief.

The cultivation base of the elf sacred tree has indeed dropped a lot, and only the holy rank is not enough to pose a fatal threat to him.

The uneasiness of kicking and kicking has also calmed down.

"Su Chen, should we leave here?" Qi Mufeng asked.

The appearance of the holy tree of the elves caused a strong psychological pressure on him.

If he could, he would like to get out of here immediately.

"No hurry." Su Chen replied.

The elven holy tree appeared here, and it must have a purpose. If it leaves rashly, it is easy to attract its attention and be attacked.

It's better to wait and see what it's doing.

"Box 1, Box 17... One thousand three and fifty, hand over your things."

Suddenly, Yueling's cold voice came from the auction venue.

Su Chen noticed that what Yueling mentioned was exactly what he had previously bid for the Heart of Machinery and the Holy Order Puppet.

"What do you elves mean, you can't snatch it?"

An angry growl came from Box 1.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang, and the entire box shattered, and a majestic alien old man walked out of it.

"Li Changhong of Wanjiabao."

Qi Mufeng recognized this person at a glance.

Wanjiabao is also a relatively large force in the void, and Li Changhong is also a saint-level powerhouse.

Saint-rank powerhouses all have their own dignity, how can they easily submit to the oppression of the elves.

"Who am I? It turned out to be Wanjiabao."

An old face suddenly appeared on the trunk of the elf sacred tree. After looking at Li Changhong, he said yin and yang strangely.

"Tell me, what's your purpose?"

Li Changhong lowered his face and snorted coldly.

"Hand over everything you have, or kill you!"

The holy tree of the elves smiled gloomily, and the voice was as cold as a glacier.

It seems that Li Changhong does not do what it says, and will really kill it.

(End of this chapter)