C1838 They Were Not Dead Yet.

With that, Ming Jiutian disappeared with a whoosh, along with the stone in Chen Zhong's hand.

In front of the guarding tree, Ming Jiutian stopped. He weighed the stone in his hand and also looked at the big tree in front of him.

However, after looking at it for a long time, the big tree did not seem to have any movements.

"Bright Sun Taoist, right? This farce should end now