Wen Qiao circled around the sacred tree.
The sacred tree was already lifeless, completely unconscious, unable to communicate with her at all, and even wanted to ask it what happened.
Wen Qiao felt sad, more regretful.
It is not easy for the sacred tree to grow, especially in places like the lower realms. Every time the sacred tree appears in the world, one can imagine the sensation it causes.
However, this sacred tree was born to suppress the sky.
No one knows how many years it guarded here, until its vitality was exhausted, and the plain of heaven was swept by a sea of blood. This sea of blood represented the consciousness of those evil spirits in the plain of heaven, and they consciously consumed the vitality of the sacred tree —Perhaps before this, the evil spirits and monsters suppressed in the Heavenly Plains had already aimed at the sacred tree.
It can be said that the existence of the sacred tree is an important foundation for maintaining the stability of Tianzhiyuan.
As long as there is a divine tree, even if the evil spirits in the Tianzhiyuan break free from the evil-suppressing runestones, the cultivators of the Flying Star Continent will have time to prepare and suppress it again.
As Su Wangling said, Tianzhiyuan has reached a critical juncture.
If the sea of blood cannot be suppressed again, and the monsters in the Tianzhiyuan rush out of the Tianzhiyuan with the help of the blood sea, I am afraid that the entire Flying Star Continent will be destroyed.
I'm afraid that the divine tree's clear energy suddenly appeared in Tianzhiyuan that day, because the vitality of the divine tree was about to run out, so I had to tell the world of the danger of Tianzhiyuan in this way.
This sacred tree can only use the remaining vitality to condense a seed, support it hard, and protect it in the depths of this sea of blood.
When the sea of blood completely erodes its last strength, the absolute domain no longer exists, and this fragile seed will eventually be swallowed by the sea of blood. No matter how godless the Flying Star Continent is, there is nothing that can stop the Flying Star Continent from being destroyed.
After reasoning the matter back and forth, Wen Qiao sat under the sacred tree and stared at the seed in her hand.
In the depths of the dark sea of blood, the seeds bloom with soft white light, exuding the fresh air of Shenmu, which permeates the small space, refreshing people, smelling the two monsters of Gungun and Tutu He poked his head and stared at the seed.
It smells good, I want to eat it!
As if feeling the foodie mood of the two monsters, the seed that had been sitting in Wen Qiao's hands soared into the sky, and hit the two monsters who didn't respect it with two bangs.
The two balls of hair were smashed to the ground, screaming in pain, with tears in their eyes.
Even Wen Qiao, the half-demon, was smashed to the point of hugging her head and screaming, not to mention the two ninth-level monsters, whose physical bodies were not strong enough to challenge the seeds of the sacred tree.
After smashing the two monsters into the air, the seed of the sacred tree flew back to Wen Qiao's palm again.
Wen Qiao pinched the seeds of the sacred tree, hugged the two poor hairballs in her arms, stroked them once, and then tried to transfer the primordial spiritual power into the seeds.
Like the lotus seeds of the Jingling water lotus, Yuan Ling's power entered the sea like a mud cow, without any reaction, and the seeds of the sacred tree remained quiet.
There was an example before, and Wen Qiao was not in a hurry. She looked at the seed, then dug a small hole next to the sacred tree, and put the seed of the sacred tree into the hole.
Wen Tutu and Wen Gungun came over to watch, this time they didn't dare to treat the seed as something edible, lest they be hit by it again.
As expected of the seed of the divine tree, it is so hard that even emperor-level monsters can't stand it.
Wen Qiao took out a jade bottle, and when the jade bottle was opened, the palpitating aura instantly made two hair balls explode, and they jumped onto Wen Qiao's shoulders with a stabbing sound, and pressed tightly against her shoulders. neck, staring at the bottle of Yin Yang Spring water in fear.
Wen Qiao ignored the two monsters who were again frightened by the spring water of Yin-Yang Spring, and slowly poured the water from Yin-Yang Spring into the pit.
The black and white spring water fell into the earth pit and watered the seed of the sacred tree.
There was a lot of Yin-Yang spring water in the bottle, and Ning Yuzhou filled a large bottle of spring water for Wen Qiao to bring over. Wen Qiao was afraid that there would not be enough Yin-Yang spring water, so he poured them all into the pit, and soon the Yin-Yang spring water would drown the seed .
After pouring out all the Yin-Yang spring water, Wen Qiao squatted there, staring at the Yin-Yang spring water and the seeds of the sacred tree in the pit.
After an unknown amount of time, the water level of the motionless Yin-Yang spring suddenly dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye. It looks like the spring water seeps into the soil and disappears, but in Wen Qiao's perception, it is the seeds of the sacred tree that are sucking up the Yin-Yang spring water.
A smile appeared on Wen Qiao's face.
Yin-yang spring water can breed life, representing vitality, and everything in the world can be bred.
Ning Yuzhou once said that when he got Yinyang spring water in the space under the deep sea that day, Yinyang spring can breed those treasures of heaven and earth that have disappeared in the years. Breed the seeds of the god tree.
With her current cultivation base, it is wishful thinking to want to give birth to these super-grade spirit creatures.
Fortunately, they have the Yin-Yang Spring, otherwise, even if they find the seed of this sacred tree, it will take many years for it to take root and grow enough to suppress the evil spirits of the Heavenly Realm.
At that time, I am afraid that the Flying Star Continent will be destroyed.
Time waits for no one, and we can only take shortcuts.
After the seeds of the sacred tree absorbed the Yin-Yang spring water, they bloomed with a brighter white light, and the fresh air belonging to the sacred tree was also particularly strong.
Wen Qiao raised her head as if aware of it, and suddenly found that the absolute field around her seemed to be a little more solid.
"hiss!"
Wen Tutu neighed loudly, Wen Qiao followed its cry, and saw in the sea of blood outside the absolute domain, countless monsters gathered at some point, surrounded by the outside of the absolute domain, stretching out slender and twisted The claws continuously attacked the barrier of the absolute domain, as if wanting to break through the absolute domain.
Wen Qiao glanced at it, then retracted her gaze, and continued to stare at the seed of the sacred tree in the pit.
After a long while, she took a deep breath, put the honey butter and mending pill aside, and when she was ready, she began to give birth to the seeds of the sacred tree.
The seeds of the sacred tree that sucked enough of the Yin-Yang Spring continuously devoured the primordial energy that she sent over, no matter how much she sent, it would swallow as much. Gradually, the seeds of the sacred tree that passively devoured her primordial spiritual power became active devourers. Wen Qiao was almost sucked dry by it, so she quickly grabbed the honey fat and spirit-replenishing pills prepared next to her and swallowed them to replenish her spiritual power.
Wen Qiao's face gradually turned pale, and she looked as if she might be absorbed at any time. The speed at which she swallowed honey fat and nourishing pills to replenish the original spiritual power was not at all as fast as the speed at which the seeds of the sacred tree were devoured and absorbed.
Although she knew beforehand that it would be difficult to give birth to a divine tree, she never expected that after absorbing the Yin-Yang Spring, its devouring power would be so terrifying. It's just that Wen Qiao can't stop now, so she can only support it hard, hoping that she can give birth to the seed of this sacred tree before being sucked out of it.
Seeing Wen Qiao's appearance, Wen Gungun and Wen Tutu were quite worried and couldn't help crying.
Wen Qiao didn't have time to pay attention to them, and kept staring at the seed that absorbed her primordial energy like a bottomless pit, and gradually she could feel its emotions, and kept sending her a thought: more! more! Want a lot!
Wen Qiao: "..."
Any more and she'll be sucked dry!
No, she's getting sucked out of it now.
The depletion of the thirty-six spiritual orifices, without the replenishment of Yuan Lingli, made her body extremely weak, and her mind began to be confused. In the end, she could only support herself with perseverance.
After an unknown amount of time, an extremely slight sound sounded, as if something had broken out of its shell.
Wen Qiao fell down softly.
Seeing her fall, the two monsters were so frightened that their hairs exploded. They hurriedly jumped on her body, holding the remaining honey fat next to them, and randomly stuffed them into her mouth, making hurried noises from their mouths.
In the soil pit next to it, a seed quickly took root and germinated, its root system penetrated deeply into the soil, its branches and leaves grew upwards, from a seed to a small seedling, and then to a small tree, a fresh and peaceful sacred tree The fresh air quickly permeated the entire space, and the absolute domain belonging to the sacred tree replaced the old domain.
The pure energy of the Shenmu spread out of the absolute domain, clearing away the monsters surrounding the domain.
Those monsters screamed, and before they could escape, they were swept away by the clean energy of the Shenmu, and turned into nothingness.
The blood surrounding the Absolute Domain began to recede.
Wen Qiao didn't know about this, she had fallen into a coma, and her body, which was on the verge of collapse, began to change under the nourishment of the Shenmu's fresh energy, and her flesh and blood were nourished.
Unknowingly, the humans on the ground disappeared, replaced by a tender green seedling.
Wen Tutu and Wen Gungun watched her transform into Xiao Miaomiao in a daze, and finally noticed the change in space.
They turned their heads to look, and when they saw the still-growing sacred tree, they also showed a look of shock on their faces. Thrive deep in the sea of blood.
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It has been half a month since Wen Qiao left.
In the past half month, the number of monsters in the sea of blood has become more and more powerful, and the cultivators defending the formation have suffered more and more casualties under their attacks.
This is not the worst situation, what worries them the most is the change in the prison water.
The prison water has completely turned into a bloody place, and the water mist at the entrance has turned into a thick and ominous blood mist. The blood mist surges all the time, attacking and eroding the evil-suppressing talisman array and the spirit-cleaning array at the entrance.
Whenever they saw two large arrays of flickering auras, they couldn't help observing them, and found that the auras were getting dimmer, knowing that they would soon be unable to stop the monsters in the blood-stained ground.
Everyone was worried, and couldn't help but ran to ask Su Wangling and Qiao Leshan, what arrangements did they have
Qiao Leshan didn't explain, but still firmly and persistently led the disciples of Feixian Island to continue killing the monsters attacking the defensive formation.
Su Wangling remained silent at first, until Tu Liang was covered in blood and opened a pair of bloodshot eyes, and asked him in a particularly sharp tone: "Young Master Su, please tell us clearly, what is Tianzhiyuan? what happened?"
The situation of other cultivators was not much better than that of Tu.
It has been a month since the mutation in Prison Water Ze.
During this month, they fought day and night, even though there was a large defensive formation to let them rest, but at this time, who can really rest at ease? They fight, get injured, recuperate, fight... Such a constant cycle, watching the comrades who fought with them die one by one, can't help but feel despair in their hearts.
There used to be more than 10,000 people here, but now there are only more than 6,000 people left.
This number is indeed quite large, but under the premise of the protection of a large defensive formation, so many people are still sacrificed, which shows how pessimistic the situation is.
They didn't know what Qiao Leshan and Su Wangling's plan was. This kind of fight that never waited for rescue and had no hope was driving people crazy.
Su Wangling looked at Tu Liang, his eyes fell on the practitioners around Tu Wang, and said slowly: "Now the entire Tianzhiyuan has been swept away by the sea of blood, leaving only the space we guard."
"What?"
Hearing his words, all the people present were in disbelief.
Tu Liang hurriedly asked: "Where are the others? Those who are in other places in Tianzhiyuan..."
"They should all be swallowed by the sea of blood." Su Wangling said calmly.
Everyone looked a little dazed, more sad.
The news of Shenmu’s appearance in Tianzhiyuan was spread in secret. I don’t know how many cultivators rushed to Tianzhiyuan for this, including their relatives and friends. Not everyone is here, and more people are in other places in Tianzhiyuan. Looking for Shenmu in various places, only a small part of them came to Jishuize.
They were still somewhat lucky, maybe only this place was flooded by the sea of blood, other places in Tianzhiyuan were still fine, and were not affected, and those people in Tianzhiyuan were also fine.
Now Su Wangling's words finally broke their extravagant expectations.
Tu Liang stared at a pair of bloodshot eyes with a ferocious and terrifying expression, and said sharply, "Where are those ancestors in the Yuan Emperor Realm? Why haven't they come yet?"
"They won't come." Su Wangling said calmly.
"Impossible!" Tu Liang cried out.
But Su Wangling's expression was too calm, a kind of calm that sees through everything, so calm that all the practitioners present could not help but panic.
Su Wangling said: "After the sea of blood swept across the Tianzhiyuan, the entrance of the Tianzhiyuan has been closed. Even if the ancestors know the situation of the Tianzhiyuan, they will not be able to enter unless the entrance of the Tianzhiyuan is reopened."
There are only two possibilities for re-opening the entrance of Tianzhiyuan: one is that the monsters in Tianzhiyuan are suppressed again and calm is restored, and the entrance of Tianzhiyuan will naturally reopen. The second is that the monsters in Tianzhiyuan forcibly broke through the seal of Tianzhiyuan and left Tianzhiyuan to destroy the Flying Star Continent.
After understanding what Su Wangling meant, everyone felt a little desperate.
Originally, they thought that as long as they persevered, they would be able to leave Tianzhiyuan safely when the ancestors of Yuandijing rushed over. But they all stayed on for a month. Not only did they not wait for rescue, but the situation in Tianzhiyuan continued to deteriorate.
Are they really going to die here
Tu Liang's out-of-control heart quickly regained his composure.
As a casual cultivator, he was able to climb to this position in the casual cultivator alliance. He is not a person who is easy to lose control. He is always calmer and more rational than others when encountering problems, and it only takes a moment to lose control.
Tu Liang stared at the calm Su Wangling, and suddenly asked, "Where is the girl Wen who left half a month ago?"
"I have no idea."
"Is she dead?"
"I have no idea."
"..."
Seeing that Su Wangling didn't know what to ask, Tu Liang felt a little depressed.
Fortunately, when he was so suffocated that he almost couldn't help but want to attack the young master of Linglong Castle, a clear and elegant voice sounded: "Auntie is still alive."
Tu Liang turned his head and saw Ning Yuzhou's handsome and noble face. This face was very outstanding. Even in the cultivation world where there are many handsome men and beautiful women, his appearance is still outstanding enough to be noticed at a glance.
Tu Liang's senses towards this man are very complicated, but he has to admire his ability. Although his cultivation base is not high, the miscellaneous essence of what he has learned is beyond the reach of others. The most dreadful thing is his terrible ability to make friends. The disciples of the top forces in the entire Flying Star Continent have direct or indirect friendship with him, and whoever dares to touch him will be against those disciples of the top forces in the Flying Star Continent.
Just when Tu Liang was thinking about why a female cultivator in Yuankong Realm could survive after entering the sea of blood for half a month, suddenly there were several screams, followed by a terrifying coercion.
Tu Liang's pupils shrank, and he turned his head in shock, only to see that the evil-suppressing talisman array and the spirit-cleaning array at the entrance of Prison Water Lake were broken.
The cultivators who had been guarding there were swallowed by the blood mist one after another. Their bodies were like mummies that had been drained of flesh and vitality, and they fell into the turbulent blood mist while maintaining a terrified expression.
"No, the monsters in the bloody ground are about to come out!"
Someone screamed, turned around and was about to run in the opposite direction of Prison Water Ze.
However, there is a sea of blood everywhere, where can they escape? When they fled into the sea of blood, they were dragged into the sea of blood by those monsters, and there was no sound in an instant.
Qiao Leshan and Su Wangling's expressions changed slightly. Although they knew that the talisman formation and the spirit purification formation could not stop the monster in the blood-stained ground, they did not expect it to appear so quickly.
Just when everyone was desperate, Ning Yuzhou took out something and threw it towards the entrance of Prison Shuize.