The heart of the heaven Fey treasured tree!

The ghostly lights were like tentacles that were as fast as lightning, catching people off guard.

"Be careful!"

Fang Ziyue exclaimed in shock.

Ye chen was neither fast nor slow. He used his fingers as a blade and advanced instead of retreating. He directly and ruthlessly slashed at the terrifying dim light that was shooting toward him.

"Chi Chi ..."

Immediately after, the sound of metal clashing rang out, accompanied by sparks flying in all directions. The terrifying aftermath directly shattered the surrounding ground.

When he looked again, the ghostly lights that had shot out earlier had already fallen to the ground, losing their original luster and looking like withered branches.

Fang Ziyue's expression changed slightly,"the thing that attacked us was a branch?!!"