Chapter 60 Countdown to Death (2) The firelight grew bigger and bigger in the blood-red eyes. Shi Xuanying felt the powerful forbidden aura from the ancient gods. The people from Tiantongmen obviously came to capture the tide! At the critical moment, the blood in Tide's body surged, and the sea of consciousness condensed a mysterious power. After everything in the world stood still for a moment, the firelight suddenly disappeared in the pupils, and everything shrank back in an instant. Time went back to the moment when she started to become deformed. It's time to look back! Tide's talent is also time retrieval? ! It turns out that the consciousness of the entire Chenjie is not the high priest, but the tide! "Well..." Severe pain swept through his body, his eyeballs were burst again, and blood spurted out and slid down his cheeks. What is this thing called? !
Returning to this node, it is still unable to move during the distortion process. If there are no other factors to change, it will still develop according to its original development, and the people from Tiantongmen will still be teleported here through the holy tree. Tide himself will forget what happened last time after looking back, but Shi Xuanying will not! Once again, she was forced to experience the pain of deformation. To make matters worse, her consciousness was wrapped up and swallowed up by Tide's consciousness, and her mind was in chaos. For a few moments, she even felt that she was Tide. Seeing the nine figures approaching quickly, Shi Xuanying forcibly mobilized the power of her soul to break through the illusion, and sent a message to Jiang Chuixing and the others, "Find a way to destroy the Holy Mother Tree, and do it quickly." The Holy Tree was planted everywhere by the Yuqi tribe and was not easy to destroy. However, its spatial power was gained from plundering Feng Nuan. It is impossible for each of the "sub-trees" it breeds to be born with its own spatial power. That's too outrageous. Shi Xuanying used her little remaining consciousness to judge that the abilities of these "sub-trees" all came from the "mother tree" in the Yuqi tribe's holy land, and they buried Feng Nuan's body under the mother tree, which was probably the same. Because it needs to be nourished with divine blood! Therefore, as long as the mother tree is destroyed, those sub-trees will lose the ability to teleport. No matter what the purpose of Tiantong Sect is, Shi Xuanying now needs to concentrate on fighting against the distortion and devouring, and must not let them come and disrupt the situation. Nine people came into view in an instant. Shi Xuanying went back in time again. As a habit of repeatedly testing sword cultivation on the edge of life and death, Shi Xuanying had experienced a lot of pain in her previous life. However, even the bone forging method, which was criticized by the entire cultivation world as abnormal, was not one-tenth as good as it is now. The pain is second, and the more terrifying thing is the mental destruction. She will clearly feel that her body is being exploded by a soft living creature, her internal organs and plasma are being devoured and fused, her finger bones are melted and split, and turned into soft tentacles secreting disgusting mucus. The tops of the tentacles are swollen and itchy, and her body is radiating Emitting the putrid smell of death... The distortion started again, and the pain was so painful that her soul trembled. While Shi Xuanying felt her eyeballs bursting and blood splattering, she thought numbly that if it happened a few more times, she might be dead. If she were alone, she would probably choose to use her spiritual power to make a desperate move, but she hasn't reached that point yet. Doesn't she still have teammates? Maybe try to believe them. Shi Xuanying has been the master of the Sword Sect for many years, and her personal combat prowess is undoubted, but she has never considered herself a lone wolf. …… "The sect leader still has foresight!" Under the sacred tree, Dongfang Zhentian rubbed the grave bag hard with his horse's hooves, praising Shi Xuanying's foresight for the umpteenth time. They had been in a stalemate with the Yuqi clan for a long time, and the other party refused to let them get close to the holy tree. Finally, Yan Chen said: "Since the clan leader is not worried about us, it is better for each of us to take a step back and let the wildebeest accompany the Lord Taiwang. What do you think of entering the Holy Land?"
The Yuqi tribe members hesitated for a moment and then agreed. Not only that, he also won the opportunity for Tai Wang to "talk his heart alone in front of Feng Nuan's grave" and told them to dig out Feng Nuan's body first, then destroy the sacred tree, and then set it on fire. Fortunately, she is a wildebeest and has not changed back! "What are you talking about? Mr. Yan decided to let me accompany you a long time ago. He was afraid that they would not agree, so he deliberately insisted on coming in at first?" Dongfang Zhentian finally figured it out. She hummed and pouted. He tutted, "That hot Mr. Yan, you have a bit of a sinister mind!" Zhuang Qiqi took out a shovel from his storage bag and began digging in silence. "You have everything!" Dongfang Zhentian was shocked. He was very curious about what kind of mess she had in her storage bag. There was even a shovel! Zhuang Qiqi used the eight-character mantra: "Be prepared when you go out." One man and one horse quickly dug up the grave, revealing the body wrapped in linen inside. The thin roots of the sacred tree penetrated the linen and penetrated into the corpse. There were specks of blood on the linen. Dongfang Zhentian was shocked: "The Holy Tree of Sazi must be a monster!" Zhuang Qiqi sighed: "It's just a tree. There is no difference between it and Xi Nu in the Yuqi tribe. Whether it is a saint or a demon depends on the human heart." "It makes sense." Dongfang Zhentian agreed. Perhaps the sacred tree used to be a sacred object in the Yuqi tribe, but when faced with the threat of extinction, their survival instinct made them use any means. The sacred object was casually attached to the plundered talent and used to have sex with Xinu. It has already fallen from the altar. . Zhuang Qiqi took out a dagger, quickly cut off the roots, and put the body into a storage bag. They could only roughly deduce the timeline of this illusion. They didn't know when Feng Nuan died, but they could see that the human form was still there under the shroud. Red sap gushed out from the broken roots, soaking the soil, and the leaves moved automatically without wind, making a gurgling sound. "Are you alive?" Dongfang Zhentian looked up in surprise. Zhuang Qiqi was very nervous. He was always tense and had no intention of answering. He was focused on working. She pulled out another ax from somewhere and slashed it towards the tree trunk. When the ax touched the tree trunk, white light burst out and penetrated the tree trunk easily. They were both startled when they heard the sound of wood cracking and breaking. "What the hell?! The ax you are using must be a divine weapon!" Amid Dongfang Zhentian's shock, the snow-white tree trunks peeled off layer by layer, like a weathered wall, revealing a jade-like ice-like heart of the tree. Zhuang Qiqi was at a loss: "They are just low-level firewood axes bought in bulk from the Weapon Refining Sect..." The leaves above the head gradually faded from their blood color and turned into emerald green, glowing like a reflection of light. Yan Chuan and Jiang Chuixing, who were waiting outside the stone formation, and the Yuqi people celebrating in the tribe, all heard the long singing from the ancient void, like a hundred? Birds chirping, like drizzle washing leaves, like breeze passing through the forest, like buds breaking through the ground and growing... This is the sound of nature giving birth to new life, the sound of hope. The rings on the trunk of the sacred tree record the cycle of life and death from ancient times to the present. At this moment, everyone seemed to hear the voice of God. He said: Death does not mean the end, it also represents a new beginning. Yan Chen turned back to look at the stone formation, with runes spinning in his dark eyes, as if in response to the voice of the gods. As the buzzing sound gradually dissipated, the Yuqing tribe began to stir up, and the fire moved quickly towards the stone formation. Jiang Chuixing said: "They are coming!"
Among the stone formations. Dongfang Zhentian came to his senses, rushed forward and bit into the heart of the tree, pulled it out with all his strength, and said vaguely: "Come and help." Only then did Zhuang Qiqi react and stepped forward to help pull out the heart of the tree. "Put it away quickly, do you have a fire? Set it on fire!" However, while she was speaking, the sacred tree that had lost its heart was turning into fluorescent dots and dissipating. Zhuang Qiqi was startled: "It seems... there is no need to burn it?" "What a sensible holy tree, you good boy!" Dongfang Zhentian praised happily, twitching his ears as he spoke, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately called Zhuang Qiqi, "Someone is coming, we have to go and pick them up quickly. fruit!" She bit Zhuang Qiqi's clothes with her mouth and threw them on her back. Her feet rushed into the stone formation like a strong wind. Zhuang Qiqi has a snake's tail from the waist down, making it difficult to ride a horse. He can only lie on Dongfang Zhentian's back and throw the tree core into the storage bag with difficulty in the bumps: "What's the use of this thing?" "I know it! It looks like a good thing. If you don't take it, you won't get it!" Dongfang Zhentian ran very fast in the stone formation, almost not even looking at the road. Zhuang Qiqi couldn't help but said: "You still remember that this stone formation is a formation, right?" There were obstacles in the stone formation, and it took Patriarch Yuqing a long time to lead them in. Her running style made Zhuang Qiqi even more nervous.