Chapter 61 Countdown to Death (3) "No way!" Dongfang Zhentian's confident voice was blown to pieces by the wind, "I remember the way! I'm so verbose. The labor and management are very smart, so there's no problem! Unless those people are blocking the door, they will definitely arrest them. Don’t stop us!” The wildebeest's speed was as fast as lightning, and she had already rushed out of the stone formation before she finished speaking. A big net instantly came under the hood, trapping the two of them. Zhuang Qiqi took a closer look, and saw that he was surrounded by Yuqi tribesmen with split-eyed eyes. He couldn't help but swallowed his saliva: "If you tell me, you may think that I am ungrateful. Really, you might as well not know the road." Dongfang Zhentian shut his mouth tightly and used his spiritual consciousness to transmit his voice: "It's such a big deal, I didn't even notice their existence." "Descendants of the ancient gods naturally have some miraculous methods that ordinary monks cannot resist." The voice of Yan De appeared in their minds. Dongfang Zhentian: "Where are you?" "Look at the top of your head." Jiang Chuixing said.
They both raised their heads and saw the other two people hanging in a net bag on a branch. The net around them was tightened and they were also hoisted up. The four of them hung neatly on the branches and looked at each other. Dongfang Zhentian took a bite of the rope and found that the net bag was not an artifact and could be destroyed easily. However, looking at the group of Yuqi people below who wanted to eat them, she immediately understood why Jiang Chuixing and Yan Chu were so honest. Don't break free in the net. "Tai Wang, why did you destroy the holy tree!" Patriarch Yuqing's eyes were red, and the burning hatred was as real as ever. After hearing the question, Zhuang Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief. It would be easier if they could have a conversation! Quibble, she has never lost. "I just dug out Feng Nuan! Feng Nuan is from my Youchun tribe, what's wrong with me taking her back to Shishan!" She grabbed the net with both hands and looked at the Yuqi tribe with tears in her eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with accusations , "I didn't destroy the Holy Tree! But you, do you dare to tell your tribe what you did to the Holy Tree and Feng Nuan?!" She bet that Chief Yuqi and Wu Zhu did those things behind the backs of their clan members! Taiwang's talent for deceiving people made these words sink into his mind, and the angry expression on the Yuqing people's faces was quickly replaced by doubt. Someone asked: "Patriarch, what does Taiwang Zunshen's words mean?" The ordinary members of the Yuqi tribe know that things are the result of beautification. They think that Feng Nuan and the holy tree are really a natural combination, and that they are a tribe favored by the gods. At this time, Yan Yan suddenly said: "Actually, divine blood is not necessary for the continuation of the Yuqing clan." Everyone looked at him. "Don't listen to his nonsense!" Wu Zhu shouted sternly. Chief Yuqing also vaguely felt that this man should not be allowed to speak, but he did not know how to respond to the questions from his tribe and was caught in a dilemma. The Yuqi tribe members who were bewitched by Taiwang's talent were now filled with doubts. Some people questioned: "If there is no problem, why don't you dare to let him continue talking?" Yan Chen continued: "The sacred tree has the vitality of gestation and the power of the natural rules of the cycle of life and death, which can completely help the Yuqi tribe evolve a body suitable for viviparous birth." "It's just that your clan leader and Wu Zhu don't think this is an evolution, but think it's a degradation." Yan Chen's cold voice sounded like a bell in everyone's heart, "The gods have disappeared, so does evolution. , degeneration, they are all unstoppable forces of rules. In order to retain the last afterglow of the gods, they will do whatever it takes, and it is simply self-destruction. Are they really afraid of death? No, they are just too nostalgic for their past glory. However, how could we know that an evolved body would be a weak existence? Your witches plundered Feng Nuan’s space power and pressed it against the holy tree, causing the holy tree to suck the flesh and blood of Feng Nuan’s corpse, destroying its vitality! "
Yan Chu's words were resounding: "The sacred tree was destroyed entirely because you clan leaders and clan witches were arrogant and dug their own graves!" His voice seemed to have some kind of power that made people believe in it unconsciously. Zhuang Qiqi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "If you lose, lose, in terms of sophistry, from today on it will still be this brother." According to the laws of nature, weakness is the source of suffering. From the perspective of the Yuqi tribe, their motives are not that difficult to understand, but the process is too crazy. Many people began to ask the patriarch for confirmation: "Is what he said true? Patriarch, do you really treat the holy tree and the Phoenix Goddess like that?" Patriarch Yuqing's face was gloomy, so he shouldn't have hesitated and given this man a chance to speak! "Ah." Jiang Chuixing exclaimed briefly. Everyone looked over and saw the long knife in his hand disappearing with little white lights. Yan Chuan frowned. The beheaded dragon transformed by Shi Xuanying’s mind power disappeared! However, before they could react, one wave suddenly broke out again. "Ah-ah-sister!" "Grandma!" Screams came from the Yuqing tribe, and the old, weak, women and children who stayed in the tribe suddenly broke into commotion. The clan leader was horrified: "Leave a few people here to guard, come back with me!" The crowd cheered and followed him away. Dongfang Zhentian looked at the red light on the horizon and took a breath of cold air: "After the ball is over, the sky is about to fall! It's only Shudaoshan to start a countdown! It's so fast!" The sky was soaked in blood red, and the area that initially turned red had turned into a thick black color, like a dried blood stain, or like a big gaping hole, with a steady stream of fresh blood pouring out of it. The Yuqing people were completely unaware of such a strange celestial phenomenon. Zhuang Qiqi pointed at the Yuqi tribe members and said in a trembling voice, "Look." The three of them looked over and saw that the clothes on their bodies were bleeding. The wings on their backs were forced to stretch out. The colorful feathers on their wings and on their foreheads and foreheads fell off. Under their flesh-pink skin, green squirmed and dense buds sprouted. "Ugh." Zhuang Qiqi covered his mouth tightly. Jiang Chuixing grabbed the net bag holding Dongfang Zhentian, and suddenly condensed his sword energy to slash at the rope above. Pfft! Dongfang Zhentian fell to the ground with a look of disbelief on his face, and the noise he made attracted the attention of the Yuqi tribe who were undergoing changes. "Son of a turtle! Labor and capital..." Dongfang Zhentian didn't have time to curse, so he crawled on the ground and led several monsters away. Only then did the three of them break free from the net bag. "Something might have happened to my uncle, I have to find her!" Jiang Chuixing clenched his empty hand. The dragon-decapitated head condensed with Shi Xuanying's mind power disappeared, most likely because she lost consciousness. The situation was very bad! "Stay steady." Yan Chu comforted him, "Maybe something happened in the illusion, which cut off her connection with her consciousness." "Guawazi! Turtle son! The labor and management are going to chop you up!"
The wind was howling, and Dongfang Zhentian ran back with a lot of resentment. He cursed a lot, then stopped pestering, and said instead, "The labor and management just passed by the Yuqi tribe, and the people inside have mutated!" "Let's go, let's go find the master!" Yan Chen said immediately. Stone mountain, in the big lake. There was a vast mist on the lake, and the mist shrouded a Xinu with the body of a snake and a snake's tail. She was like a mountain, with a rotting snake's tail coiled in the lake. Her arms hung on both sides of her body. Countless tentacles at the lower end were submerged in the water, and the fleshy balls at the tips of the tentacles were on the surface of the water. It bloomed, and the dense and squirming red "water plants" inside almost covered the entire water surface. The bottom is so disgusting, but the upper body is as white as snow. A holy face full of divinity is shining in the moonlight. His eyes are lowered, and the shadow of his long eyelashes half-covers his eyes. His looming eyes seem to Full of compassion, yet seemingly cold and heartless. This time, there was no one from Tiantongmen to disrupt the situation. Shi Xuanying became the tide, and at the same time, she struggled to keep her consciousness. The entire Chenjie itself is the remnant of the tide. Here she is the aloof god and the ruler of the entire world. Thousands of illusory worlds are constantly changing in your eyes, and with a slight movement of thought, you can control everything. "If you become a true god one day, you must remember that predators like the Giant Eagle Tribe and the Sirius Tribe do not deserve to exist in the world!" In the sea of consciousness, there was a faint voice repeating a sentence. The memory is full of images of Taihuan struggling and writhing in pain in the damp cave. "The world...does not deserve to exist..."