Their bodies were fixed by some mysterious energy, and they knelt in front of each god-level spiritual fruit tree. Their life essence and blood gushed out like spring water, dyeing the entire forest red.
The ground rolled and surged, and tree roots as thick as your wrist protruded from the earth, absorbing all the life essence and blood.
The originally wrinkled and withered tree roots swelled, and the red god-level spiritual fruits on the branches became more and more delicate.
Hanging on the branches, it looks like beautiful jade.
The natal essence and blood has always been closely connected with the life of the cultivator. A large amount of natal essence and blood was lost. Everyone in the Zimi Sect turned pale, their hands and feet were cold, and the life energy in their bodies was rapidly draining away.
"No, there is indeed a trap here, retreat quickly!"
The leader of the Zi Mi Sect looked horrified and soon began to shout loudly.
He finally advanced to the ninth level of the Yuanshen Realm, and he didn't want to die like this.
The leader of the Zimi Sect shouted loudly, causing everyone to come back to their senses from the shock. They hurriedly circulated the vitality of the world, trying to get rid of the restraints and retreat.
They had just activated the vitality of heaven and earth, and everyone's expressions changed dramatically, and more of their life essence and blood spurted out.
Each of them, including the sect leader, had their bodies pulled by the mysterious energy, and their whole body's vitality was locked, unable to use any of it.
Not to mention getting rid of this energy and retreating, they couldn't even stand up straight, let alone attack with vitality or other methods.
At this moment, everyone in the Zimi Sect is just a bunch of useless people.
The resistance and struggle just now caused his menstrual blood to vomit faster and his life energy to drain faster.
Within a few seconds, everyone in the Zimi Sect turned as pale as a dead person.
The god-level spiritual fruit transformed into a vampire tree demon, setting traps to harvest everyone's life essence and blood.
"This... what the hell is going on!"
At the critical moment of life and death, the usually calm Master Zi Mi was completely panicked.
He has entered the divine realm three times, and this is the fourth time. He has never encountered this situation in the first three times.
The god-level spiritual fruit tree has always been a sacred and holy existence, how could it become so evil.
"Sect Master, help me, this disciple doesn't want to die!"
Unable to break away from the mysterious energy, many disciples in the Zimi Sect became confused, and some even started to cry.
If this situation continues, within a minute, they will definitely vomit blood and die.
The leader of the Zimi Sect, whom they asked for help, was unable to do anything at this moment. The matter was completely beyond his knowledge.
"Bitch slave, you knew there was a trap here from the beginning!"
The leader of the Zimi Sect was angry and frightened, and cast his resentful eyes on Zhao Wuxing.
"The slave knew that there was a trap here, but he deliberately allowed us to come without informing him. Lord Sect Master, this slave must have wanted to take advantage of our death so that he could be free!"
"No wonder the slave came forward when he saw such a large piece of god-level spiritual fruit. That's it! Slave, you have such a vicious heart!"
The disciples of the Zimi Sect looked at Zhao Wuxing who was far away from the god-level spiritual fruit forest, and followed the sect leader to break and curse.
Zhao Wuxing frowned slightly. He had clearly reminded him just now that these people were the ones who refused to listen. 1.
"Lords of gods from the Nine-Feathered Flame Phoenix Clan, please save the little ones! You guys didn't mean to touch the god-level spiritual fruits of the gods. It's all the fault of this cheap slave!"
After the leader of the Zi Mi Sect scolded Zhao Wuxing, he saw the five men in black behind Zhao Wuxing, and a strong look of hope immediately appeared on his despairing face.
He has been to the Divine Realm three times, and every time he has met the gods of the Nine-Feathered Flame Phoenix Clan.
(End of chapter)