Chapter 1049: Windfall

Thousands of black coffins were buried under the entire Evil Flower Land. Each black coffin contains living people with severed limbs. Basically, a small black coffin contains ten living people.
They huddled together in a small space, and some had become completely deformed, like a maggot worming slowly.
Fortunately, the pictures that Feng Yixiu thunderbolt sees are colorless, otherwise he is really afraid that he will vomit on the spot.
Some of the people whose limbs were cut off in these black coffins are begging for pains, and they are constantly striking the coffin with the only movable neck to drive their heads, trying to end their lives.
Others are madly eating the flesh and blood of other people, trying to extend their lives, it is a scene of hell.
Feng Yixiu also observed that each black coffin was entwined with dense roots, and resentment and aura like gas were absorbed by these roots, which were part of the blood cherry tree.
I am afraid that Feng Yixiu did not expect such a hell-like scene under the blood cherry tree with such a beautiful appearance. Seeing this, Feng Yixiu could not help but clenched his fists tightly.
"Little demon, send me down!" Feng Yixiu said heavily.
Immediately the flower of thorns broke the ground again, and the wind also repaired the risk of hypoxia and went down a hundred meters again.
The closer it was to those black coffins, the clearer the screams and howlings became, even Feng Yixiu was already accustomed to killing and could not help shaking.
If there is really in this world, I am afraid that is not the case...
The land here was almost stained with blood red by thick blood, and all around was a wailing of painful wailing around his ears.
Feng Yixiu slowly approached a black coffin, and finally heard a clear voice.
"I beg you, let me die..."
"It hurts...I really hurt..."
"Boom boom..."
There are many sounds of knocking the black coffin with his head, and there are many howling of death.
They seemed to be aware of the arrival of Feng Yixiu, and they seemed to be more excited than before, and the sound of percussion became louder and louder.
Feng Yixiu was silent for a moment, then approached one of the black coffins, and said coldly, "How can I help you?"
"Son, you can cut off the roots of all the blood cherry trees, and we will die as we wish."
A very soft woman's voice came, sounding very weak, as if suffering from inhuman suffering.
"If you wish to die... death has become extravagant hope, how ironic..." Feng Yixiu shook his head helplessly, and then asked: "Your voice does not sound like a blood necromancer, why did you come to Shura Tower?" ?"
The woman's voice sounded young, and the fluctuation of spiritual power was not like a blood necromancer. It was difficult for him to associate it with the unholy person.
"The concubine is indeed not a blood necromancer, but my master is a blood necromancer. In order to gain an advantage in the Shura Tower, he enrolled three slaves to register in the Shura blood war. He wanted to treat us as a blood spot at his fingertips. But I did not expect to be caught in advance by the members of the evil flower..." Weak voice came again from the black coffin.
auzw.com "Then I will save you now..." Feng Yixiu prepares to split the black coffin with a sword.
"Son, please be slow!"
But the voice of the woman came again from the clarinet, and continued: "Useless... Our vitality has been exhausted. If the blood cherry tree is not sustaining our lives, we may have died long ago, even if you save me When I come out, I will instantly become a corpse."
Hearing the words, Feng Yixiu slowly lowered the Chaos Sword in his hand and frowned, "Then you can only die?"
"I beg your son to show mercy and give us a death!"
The sound of knocking on the wooden board kept coming from the black coffin, as if it were kowtowing toward the wind.
One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and almost all the black coffins began to strike the black coffins violently. The words spoken in the mouth were generally the same.
"Okay... I promise you."
After a moment of silence, Feng Yixiu began to slash his sword at the root of the blood cherry tree, and cut off the black coffin completely.
After the blood cherry tree lost its nutrients, it began to slowly lose its brilliance and gradually withered, but the speed was not fast, and it will not completely wither in a moment and a half.
There were thousands of black coffins, and the wind was repaired to the ground away from the evil flower camp. It was changed twice before it was completely done.
Losing the shackles of the blood cherry tree, the people in the black coffin gradually lost their vitality, and the wailing gradually subsided.
These thousands of black coffins have more than 10,000 people, that is, more than 10,000 blood spots. It can be seen that Qi Die has always been running first.
The grudges and blood around the crazy chasers of Chaos Magic Sword, Feng Yixiu's spiritual power is also increasing at an unimaginable speed.
These people who have been tortured for several months have produced the power of resentment. It is the best nutrient of Chaos Sword, which is even more terrifying than the improvement brought by blood!
Feng Yixiu now understands why the evil flower does this. It seems that it is not just to hide the strength, but also to cultivate the blood cherry tree with the grievances that want to absorb these.
The violent resentment and blood madness baptized the Chaos Sword. This kind of resentment should have been the most difficult to absorb, but what Feng Yixiu absorbed was very simple.
Even these wraiths are actively approaching Feng Yixiu, willing to be absorbed by Feng Yixiu, because for them, Feng Yixiu can be said to have saved them, ending their endless suffering.
Feng Yixiu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes suddenly appeared a dazzling blood.
At the moment when he opened his eyes, a field slowly spread around the wind and repair.
There are countless wraiths wailing throughout the Scarlet Realm, as if being in the Nine Nether Hells as eerie.
Behind Feng Yixiu appeared a pale red phantom, which was very similar to the cultivation illusion behind the evil king.
However, if you look closely, you can see that the phantom after Feng Yixiu seems to have a faint purple atmosphere...
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