6221-Sorcerer

The ancestor of Blood Infant was on the sidelines and persuaded: "Sir, the elf tree has not absorbed sunlight for so many years, and it must have been sluggish long ago. I don't think there is much to look at."

Princess Wenqing was also secretly shocked, because she had also heard that Meiyin soft language said that next time the night falls, it will not be as simple as seeing off guests now.

And for that Meiyin Soft Language, Princess Wenqing only felt that the amorous feelings were so great that she even knocked over the vinegar jar in her heart and made her brain fill up all kinds of worries.

Even Princess Wenqing felt that if Wood dares to seduce Wood's vixen in the future, it must be this kind of voice!

However, Bai Guanxing didn't have that, but looked at the distant elven tree, which still seemed to be that tall in the evening, as if it had propped up a ridge of sky.

But the elf tree has no brilliance. Qin Yichen has seen the elf tree. Of course, he has only seen the elf tree on the continent of ten thousand races. But no matter what, the elf tree is like a pillar in the natural world, a spiritual show, but they can see it. Except for the tall and majestic tree, the elf tree in question has already lost everything.

But no matter what, it is an elf tree.

Therefore, Bai Guanxing did not hesitate in the slightest, and no matter when the night would come, just as the blood infant ancestor said, the night changes in the land of the eternal night are irregular. They simply took advantage of the evening road to recover and turned into a rainbow. , To the far elf tree.

Along the way, Mu Chiyu was secretly surprised, that the legendary sacred tree was an elven tree.

And the elven tree must be able to bear the fruit of the road, even he still knows that the elven tree is like the holy land of the elves, as important as the altar of the human race to the ancestors, it is a place where races gather to pray for blessings.

Mu Chiyu is still thinking that with Mr. Bai's strength, it must be no problem to pick Dao Fruit, but I don't know if he can divide him...

Flying all the way, the closer Qin Yichen gets closer, the more he can see the barren and withered tree, the branches are like withered hair, no brilliance, and the bark is like vicissitudes of life, with folds all over it.

The elven tree still stood upright, but there were no elves growing up around the tree anymore, and lost the stalwart protection of the natural world, as if there was only a hollow body left.

"Jingle Bell"

Qin Yichen came to the elf tree in a crowd. They needed to look up at the tens of thousands of feet in the sky. The night wind under the tree moved slightly, and there was a golden and iron wind chime.

If you are enjoying the breeze under the tree, this sweet and crisp sound is a kind of enjoyment, but at this moment Qin Yichen only feels very ear-piercing!

As for Mu Chiyu's horror, the elves could indeed see round fruits!

At least looking away from a distance, or looking ignorantly in the dark, it is indeed like full of fruits, peaches and plums all over it.

But this was Mu Chiyu's first time approaching the Elf Tree, and in the evening, it made him see how terrifying the Elf Tree is today!

Those round things are not fruits at all, but a head!

The crisp sound of those golden-iron wind chimes colliding is not a pleasant sound, but the broken and dried battle armor on the body of the corpse is shaking!

Why does the whole elven tree look so withered? That's because there are corpses hanging under the tree!

Mu Chiyu stepped back while observing Bai Guanxing's face, and when he saw a corpse hung on a tree branch like a rope, his face was suddenly pale as paper.

Mu Chiyu knew why the son of Bai Ze was so angry!

Because this is a dragon corpse!

The elven tree is like a city wall of whip corpses!

Mu Chiyu stirred in his throat, he had heard a few legends, coupled with the news he heard after following Bai Guanxing, connected together, it is not difficult to infer.

At the time of that catastrophe, the elves must have also suffered destruction, and the elves did not seem to be good at fighting, at least compared to true dragons, white tigers, and gluttons.

And the remains on these elven trees may be the same year when the ten great protoss who came to guard the land of the eternal night were beheaded. The corpses were hung on the elven tree, which was a place of blessing for the elves. The humiliating corpse!

What makes Mu Chiyu feel even more overwhelmed is that the elven tree can actually bear fruit. It simply takes the dry bones and skulls as the core, and the flesh and blood mucous membranes wrap the dry bones and gradually grow from the core. pulp.

At this moment, Mu Chiyu's yearning for the Land of Eternal Night was instantly shattered, leaving only boundless panic.

What made Mu Chiyu continue to retreat was that because it was the evening, his emperor Dzogchen Dao prestige could operate, so when he looked down, he felt that he was infinite **** under his feet!

The roots of the elven tree have long been plunged into the ground for thousands of miles, as if it were connected to this land.

This is indeed the case, but if the Elf Tree wants to stand tall, it needs nourishment, and these nourishing fertilizers are just corpses!

The Dao robes on some strong men had not rotted yet, so Mu Chiyu recognized that they were the strong men who once broke into the land of eternal night but fell into it!

Countless strong men are like strands of fertilizer, hanging on the complex roots of the Elf Tree.

This made Mu Chiyu's throat subconsciously agitated, bending over and retching, which was his reaction when facing great fear regardless of his strength.

Taking the corpse as the nourishment, and then using the dead bones as the pit, who would dare to eat the Tao fruit that was bred?

Mu Chiyu quickly reduced his power, he would rather not have to look at this elf tree with the emperor's perfect eyes.

At this moment, he only felt that the elven tree was like a huge demon god, devouring all flesh and blood for his nourishment, and hanging all the trophies of killing to show off on his body.

"Like you, isn't it?"

Bai Guanxing held the Bihai Imperial Weapon in his hand, as if he was so angry that he smirked, and even ridiculed the ten thousand demon flower.

"Sir, you have wronged the slave... Junior."

The patterns in the Bihai Imperial Artifacts shone, but Wandao Demon Flower clearly knew the anger of the son of Bai Ze at this moment, and did not dare to manifest the demon spirit at all, and could only weakly explain it, and did not even dare to imitate what the demon voice just said. The word nujia.

Qin Yichen also frowned. The elves on the tree were all ancestor heroic spirits, but the corpses were here, and the elves were the holy land of the elves. It was originally a natural spiritual show of heaven and earth, but now it is nourished by evil creatures nourished by flesh and blood corpses.

This scene is indeed very much like the emergence of Ten Thousand Dao Demon Flower, but the former is indeed wronged.

The Ten Thousand Ways of the Demon Flower was born in the Lich Road Market. It was the flesh and blood of countless tragic deaths during the Lich War, but those powerful people were not killed by the Ten Thousand Ways of Demon Flower.

It's just that the blood is flowing into the river, and the killing and resentment is overwhelming. It will inevitably give birth to such a treasure as the ten thousand demon flower. In other words, the appearance of the ten thousand demon flower is inevitable, and one cannot help but choose it. It should be a ridge of heaven, blessings. The spirit tree of living beings reduced to such an evil thing, it seems to be a masterpiece of the existence of eternal night reducing this place!