Zhao Hai then turned to look at the Tiger King beast and said in a deep voice, " "You're called liujiao, right? liujiao, ya Lei is already dead, so let's bury him. But I'm going to take away his things. You don't have any objections, right?"
Liu Jiao looked at Zhao Hai and nodded. Zhao Hai didn't say anything. He waved his hand, and a branch fell from a tree next to him. Zhao Hai picked it up and placed it on the ground. He then shot a green light at the branch. In the blink of an eye, the branch became as thick as a person's arm. However, the tree was very strange. It was lying flat on the ground, and there were many roots growing under the tree. Then, it slowly grew to such a thick size.
When the tree was thick enough, Zhao Hai waved his hand and the bark in the middle of the tree was lifted up. The tree trunk was turned into wood chips and flew up, turning into coffins.