In the center of a tribe in the east of Yazhou, a huge ancient tree grew into the center of a tribe. The ancient tree was very mysterious, half withered and burnt yellow, and half was full of vitality. The dead branches and tender leaves disperse, and strands of life and death energy flowed out, turning into a field of life and death to cover the tribe.

But when Yuan Qingwei was in the dark world, after burning the incarnation of the Tree King, the ancient tree trembled violently. The originally vibrant half of the tree appeared one after another, and the branches and leaves also withered and rotted in an instant. As for the other half of the withered and yellow part, blood lights appeared.

A bloody light with a pungent smell of blood emerged from the rotten half of the ancient tree, dazzling and blind. The wizard guarding below just realized that it was not possible, but was swallowed by the gorgeous blood light.

The brightness of the blood light was not high, but it had a strong erosion, stinging on every part of the wizard's body and clamored, and his face showed a painful expression.

The wizard wanted to wail and beg for mercy, but before the sound could be heard, the body had melted under the blood light, absorbed by the ancient trees, and turned into a hideous face and appeared on the other half of the bark that was gradually withering.

After obtaining the flesh and blood of a wizard, blood vessel-like veins immediately appeared on the bark of the dead tree of the ancient tree.

"More! I need more..." The face of the tree king appeared on the ancient tree. There was no slight rationality in his eyes. More blood light came out from him. In just a few moments, the entire tribe was covered with blood light.

After touching the blood light, all the residents of the tribe's skin melted rapidly, and their exposed muscles became moldy and black, rotting and decaying. The strong bloody aura accompanied by the smell of rotten corpse filled the entire tribe!

But the horror of the outside world has nothing to do with the tree king. The watering of countless blood has caused a huge flower to grow on the ancient trees. The layers of petals are filled with a terrifying smell of blood. A woman stands in the middle of the flowers.

At first glance, the woman's face was soft, her face was rosy and bright, and full of vitality. With her exquisite texture and wide-sleeved robe and exquisite jewelry, she was also a graceful and luxurious lady. If she matched her evil aura that was faintly present on her body, she would be a peerless beauty, enough to make most men in the world crazy.

The only problem is that her voice, the moment she spoke, began to collapse.

"It's not enough, it's not enough! There's more flesh and blood." The voice she spoke, like an old man and a graceful lady, told in the same tone, like a man and a woman, neither a man nor a woman, full of strange twists.

"Are you crazy?" Yuan Qingwei, who had just arrived and watched everything in front of him from afar, couldn't help but sigh secretly, and then ran away. But the moment he saw the Tree King, the Tree King also noticed his existence. The roots that swung like poisonous snakes rushed out of the soil and tangled towards Yuan Qingwei.

The golden thong appeared, and the sleeves made of hardware essence danced. In conjunction with the Taiyi whisk, the roots surrounding them were broken and led to the deviation. Yuan Qingwei was like a spiritual crane, flying in the air, cleverly avoiding the repeated root raids and constantly retreating one after another.

After retreating to a certain level, Yuan Qingwei stopped and the root system that the tree king was released outside began to be recycled. He looked up at the sky and found that Yuan Qingwei knew that there was nothing he had to do with him later.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and lightning appeared. Layers of thunder patterns spread on the surface of the dark clouds, covering the tribe, and the power of destruction was brewing. Sensing the terrifying pressure emitted by the heavenly condemnation above the head, the tree king also realized something was wrong and frantically extracted the surrounding earth veins. An illusory shadow of the demon tree appeared above the ancient tree, rising in the wind, and the demonic energy rolled.

Seal text flows on the branches and leaves, and countless shadows of hideous ghosts appear. Each of them flys in the air with its teeth and claws, mixing with the surrounding blood, corrosive and chaotic aura, forming a small spiritual realm.

"It's just a futile effort!" Yuan Qing shook his head slightly. The appearance of the spiritual realm could only further stimulate the will of heaven, and the Tree King had no chance of winning at all.

The arcs collided in the dark clouds, and the thunderstorm wandered, and the rumbling sounds resounded throughout the world. Hundreds of thunders as thick as meters hit the thunder clouds, and they were incredible.

After a piece of white light, the phantom of the magic tree was purified by the destructive power of thunder and turned into powder. The tree king was also charred all over, but the lightning light on the sky did not disappear. Instead, one thunder after another continued to descend, and the more it fell, the more it became, the more dense it became, and the more terrifying it became, and it split a large tribe on the cliff continent into powder.

After a long time, the thunder gradually disappeared. Yuan Qingwei waited on the edge for a while before he stepped forward and took a look. The place where the Tree King was just now was charred. Not to mention any material left, there was not even a residual energy left.

If you have to say something good about this place, it is the remaining thunder aura after the heavens were punished. Yuan Qingwei squatted down, pressed his palm on the ground, and used Qingwei's divine power as a pull to extradite the thunder aura to Qingwei. With the help of Qingwei's incarnation of the Nine Sky Golden Ribbon in his hand and the incomplete thunder authority obtained from the Unicorn Crocodile, a lot of information was analyzed.

Thunder patterns appeared on the Jiuxiao Golden Ribbon, constantly replenishing the incompleteness of the thunder authority, and vaguely trying to regain a complete authority from the thunder that has been integrated into the justice authority.

‘The spiritual world has ever been to this world? That is why we use such a decisive means? Even the construction of this world is so repulsive. It is probably because of the independence of the spiritual world, which makes the power of the spiritual world develop rapidly, so that when it is discovered, it is no longer controlled.’ He clapped his hands, moved his numb fingers, and felt the thunderous aura that has not been dissipated for a long time. Yuan Qingwei thought secretly in his heart, integrated and analyzed the known information, and then a new doubt emerged.

'However, why does the Tree King go crazy when he sees me? If he detects the spiritual aura on my body, it is impossible. It has the influence of Qingwei Palace, and even the will of heaven and earth does not have any sense, let alone a mere ghost or god?'

The more Yuan Qingwei thought about it, the more confused he felt. These doubts interfered with his thoughts. In the end, he could not find a clear answer, and he was just a little bit on his toes and drifted towards the tribe where the feather snake was.
Chapter completed!