Chapter 274:

In the end, Song Rui couldn't just watch Van Gogh to die, so he ran forward and tried to grab the vines, and sent himself into the tree trunk that ate no bones, but found that the front road was covered by a layer The invisible wall blocked it. He was imprisoned in a space, unable to enter.
Even in this kind of life and death, Van Gaal still left most of his power to protect the people he cares about most.
Song Rui's tears burst out of his eyes, turning his head to look at the tree people who were stuck in a galloping state, wondering why they couldn't get close to the mother tree, but only Van Galo would be swallowed.
At this time, Xuan Chengzi came violently with his sword, behind him chasing the special forces squad led by Xuanmen crowd and Meng Zhong.
Lin Nianci was so badly wounded that Xuan Chengzi exhausted all kinds of magic weapons and held in a safe place.
Although Xuan Chengzi is known as a demigod, he is still a mortal after all, and he can't even make a living dead. So he wanted to give up the task on the spot and took Lin Nianci down the mountain for medical treatment. But it was too late at this time, and the dense fog covered the way, and they could not get out.
Unless the demon tree can be killed, Lin Nianci can only stay here and wait for death. So Xuan Chengzi came back with red eyes and tried to solve these problems in the shortest time.
Song Ruigang wanted to remind Vanguard to be careful, but he saw that the tree people who were around the demon tree were all alive. They threw one by one at Xuan Chengzi, vomiting vines and venom, and the killing power was very powerful.
Xuan Chengzi only raised his hands to split these trees into coke. It's just a matter of evil, and he is always vulnerable in front of him.
In fact, there have been dozens or hundreds of treemen he hacked to death. These monsters and monsters that even Xuanmen's top experts can't deal with, can't even support him for two seconds under his hands. He soon approached the front, slashing at Van Gogh with a sword, but he saw that the thick trunk suddenly cracked a big mouth, swallowed Van Gogh, and only exposed a face.
The blade was chopped on the indestructible tree trunk, leaving no mark.
It was only at this time that Xuan Chengzi, who had nothing to do with his eyes, was shocked, and then looked at Song Rui again, angering. This man was the culprit that caused Nianci to fall into a near-death state.
He also wanted to cut Song Rui, but Fangallo said with a chuckle: "Master, how about you claiming to be the first person in Xuanmen? You can't deal with this demon tree."
Xuan Chengzi stepped in and pointed the sword to his face.
A Xuanmen master standing not far away said happily: "Who does n’t know that Xuan Chengzi ’s predecessor Xuan Lei is the nemesis of all demons and ghosts. After a few ray, all problems can be solved. Enjoy this moment We will not kill you, we will wait for you to be completely swallowed and then start to the demon tree. "
"Xuan Chengzi said long, don't waste that strength to kill him, just stand and watch him eaten by the demon tree." Someone in the crowd immediately echoed.
"This is what he deserves to end. A sword turned out to be him, it was too cheap for him!" More people shouted indignantly.
"I want to see if it falls to this end, will he speak for help."
"Hahaha, then I can wait. Guess what it feels like to be swallowed alive by this demon tree? Will it be painful?"
These so-called masters of so-called Xuanmen finally showed their ugliest aspect at this moment. They stood on the spot, looking at the young man who was gradually swallowed into the tree trunk with sickly joyful eyes, and all kinds of ridicule, verbal and insulting words were spit out on their mouths, and they burst into laughter and palms.
There is a life being swallowed alive, but they just find it interesting.
Song Rui's eyes were already covered with bloodshot eyes, and his vicious eyes were hidden behind the lenses, sweeping across everyone's faces one by one, keeping them firmly in his heart.
Meng Zhong's eyes were also red, and the barrel of the demon tree was slightly offset, pointing at these people, but was slowly broken back by his strong willpower. He wanted to run up and pull Mr. Fan out, but he was stopped by the firm gaze of rejection.
Xuan Chengzi, who wanted to cut Van Gollo's head with a sword, stood still and heard the words of these people. He even chose to sit idly by. Years of mentoring and apprenticeship are nothing in his eyes. He could only see Song Enci, and only cared about her.
Song Enci's sufferings, he wanted to let the wicked taste.
Xuan Chengzi's choice was completely within Vanguard's expectations, so he tickled his lips, and Yun Dan smiled lightly. Since a long time ago, he had no expectations of this master. The so-called "one day as a teacher and a lifetime as a father" seems to only apply to Song Enci, and will never be fulfilled on him.
Laugh, his eyes are raised upwards, his tone is calm, but he is also arrogant: "Master, while there is still a chance, I urge you to return to Tianshui Mountain and continue to retreat, do not enter the world again. This time you complete the task No; you ca n’t protect the Taoism of the Tianshui School, but it ’s just a slap in the face and ruined reputation. Your Xuan Lei is certainly terrible, but you ca n’t hurt this tree. If you say that in the world Someone can really deal with it, only me. "
Xuan Chengzi looked at him indifferently with a contemptuous look.
Xuanmen everyone laughed loudly: "Hahaha, this kid is really a genius, and he dared to blow such a big cowhide when he died. Only you? Who do you think you are?"
"He thought he was a god."
"But it's really just a little reptile. After going back, I can treat this matter as a joke for a full year!"
The ridicule of these people shook the branches above their heads and shook them, making Song Rui and Meng Zhong fall into a state of anger. What Xuanmen master, the first person in the world, is clearly a group of garbage.
Master Chang Jing hurriedly followed the laughter. His disciples guarded several low-level Xuanmen juniors.
As we approached, we saw the huge monster vine and the people trapped in the vine, and they all took a breath.
Van Gogh nodded slightly at them, and finally looked at Xuan Chengzi, his voice low: "Master, you look up."
Xuan Chengzi stood blankly without expression, unmoved.
Master Chang Jing looked up at the sky, and then expressed a horrified expression, "How come!" The caduceus in his hand fell off as if to see an extremely incredible scene.
Fangallo then gave up the last bit of struggle, completely submerged in the thick trunk. Only Song Rui can hear his remaining thoughts, he is saying-wait for me.
Master Chang Jing's reaction finally let Xuan Chengzi lift his eyelids, glanced upwards, and then fixed his gaze, the frost on his face instantly disappeared and became suspicious.
Seeing his reaction, the rest of them looked up one after the other, and then they made out loud breaths, inhalations, and exclamations.
Song Rui's hands supported the invisible wall of air, his head dropped, and he smiled slowly. His eyes were filled with fearful hatred and unprecedented unprecedented ease. He knew that this tree was not something that this group of people could deal with. If they could not escape, they would definitely die today.
With so many people on the field, the only one who is still confused about the situation is Meng Zhong. He was a big man, he didn't like reading, he looked up for a long time, only to find that the vines and branches that had been dried up together were quickly sprouting, growing into clumps of green leaves, and sprinkling with thick green shade.
After swallowing so many human corpses, it can't grow a leaf, it can only maintain the weak state of the dead vine, but after swallowing Van Gogh for a few seconds, it suddenly burst into such a surging green and vitality . This shows how huge energy is contained in the body of Van Gogh.
Song Rui looked up at the tree, sneering constantly, and all doubts had been connected in his mind. The seed brought by the white curtain was not Lin Nianci's calculation, but the arrangement of the tree. Van Gaal's body is his favorite fertilizer. It has been hiding in the dark and coveting him and drawing him step by step.
Regarding this point, Van Gogh already knew before departure? But he still came, because he couldn't take the burden off his shoulders, because if he didn't come, no one would survive. Should he be able to deal with this tree? He is Fangallo, and everyone who knows him knows that he never tells lies.
Song Rui can only comfort herself like this, but the laughter becomes more and more bitter.
Meng Zhong shouted through the panicked crowd: "Old Song, what's wrong with them? What's wrong with this tree?"
Song Rui supported the wall with both hands, motionless. Since Van Gogh was devoured, he never wanted to bother anyone or anything.
Master Chang Jing shivered: "Dr. Meng, don't you see it? This is a bodhi tree."
"What happened to the bodhi tree?" Meng Zhong still didn't understand.
"Buddha Sakyamuni suddenly became Buddha under the bodhi tree, so the bodhi tree is also regarded as a sacred tree. The bodhi that the first ray of Buddha shined on is the holy bodhi, the holy thing in the holy object. Legend has it that Ashoka ’s sister cut down a few branches of Holy Bodhi and brought them to places like Sri Lanka and Huaxia and planted them alive. That is to say, all the Bodhi growing in China are the direct bloodline of Holy Bodhi. . "
"So what?" Meng Zhong stared at this demon tree with green leaves in a blowout, and asked with excitement.
"The blood of the Holy Tree has spiritual wisdom, it is a holy thing. If you want to destroy the holy thing, unless the saint personally shot." Master Changjing's eyes have been filled with fear: "Why do people always say that God is holy and holy The word is placed before the word of sacred? Because sanctification is thousands of thousands of times more difficult than that of god. There are no gods in the world, and where are there sages? Without sages, who will deal with this tree? "
Speaking of which, Master Chang Jing has closed his eyes, showing a weak and decadent posture. His disciples also looked at this overshadowed and lush tree with awe-inspiring eyes, afraid to approach.
Hearing this, Meng Zhong finally understood that the roots of this tree were extremely extraordinary, and it was placed in a mythological story. The ancestors of Sanqing Dao would probably take it as a disciple. Although it does all the bad things, it can't be regarded as a wicked thing, but a holy thing. How could the holy thing be afraid of Xuan Lei? Even if Xuan Leiqi fell all over the sky, it was just a bath for it.
That is to say, Xuan Chengzi, who had been given high hopes, was really like Van Gogh's assertion that he could not deal with this tree at all. Xuan Chengzi is known as the first person of Xuan Men. If even he can do nothing, the rest will have no choice.
Realizing this, Meng Zhong went to see Xuan Chengzi immediately, but saw the other person looking up at the tree with his head upturned, his handsome face twisted into a horrible shape. It turned out that he also felt fear.
"Senior Xuanchengzi, what should we do now?" All the people in Xuanmen panicked.
"Brain Ting." Xuan Chengzi refused to give up and wanted to give it a try.
The disciples of the Tianshui sect immediately formed a formation around this tree, and the surrounding trees no longer survived, attacked them, but instead melted into rot water one by one, nourishing the roots buried in the ground.
Master Chang Jing pulled Meng Zhong back quickly.
Meng Zhong pointed at Song Rui and shouted, "My brother is still inside."
"He will be fine. The Vatican donated one of the strongest bans for him."
Between the words, Thunder's formation has been set, and Xuan Chengzi has inserted Xuan Leijian in his hand into the array, urging the power of heaven and earth. Rolling thunder came from the sky like a fireball, but was swallowed lightly by the invisible canopy. The purple light flickered between the branches, illuminating the clusters of green leaves, like the colorful lights dotted on the Christmas tree. In addition to the dazzling beauty, it did not have the slightest lethality.
Xuan Chengzi's spiritual power was instantly exhausted, while the bodhi tree was more leafy and green. Such a powerful trick, even one of its leaves has not been knocked down ...
After the thunder, deathly silence spread in the field.
Only Song Rui gave a few chuckles, and slowly said: "Van Galo has already said that you can't deal with this tree. What the first person of the Xuanmen, the demigod, was just a garbage known as the end. "
Xuan Chengzi glanced at him dullly, as if unmoved, but the muscles on the cheeks were tense for a moment.
It was found that he secretly gritted his teeth, and Song Rui's laughter was more cheerful: "Why? This is embarrassing and unbearable? It is still behind when it is more embarrassing to raise Song Enci.
Xuan Chengzi's hands hidden in the sleeves of his wide robe clenched his fists tightly.
Several disciples of the Tianshui faction raised their swords and cut them towards Song Rui. Unfortunately, their strength could not break this space. But it doesn't matter, they will also consume this person to death. In addition, those Xuanmen masters also stepped forward to help chop, completely forgetting that they were here to slay the demon and eliminate the demon, not to kill and vent their anger.
A few juniors stood at the outermost edge, staring at the giant tree diligently, and finally shouted in horror: "It, it turned out!"
Master Chang Jing looked up and saw that the canopy was really full of dense blue fruits, each one as large as apricots, but exuding a heart-pounding aroma. There is another fruit hanging in the middle of the canopy, which is still growing, and suddenly becomes the size of a football, and then starts to beat very regularly, like a heart of a living person, and like a embryo Uterus.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Those apricot-sized fruits will automatically drop off their branches after maturity, and they will feel like a blue shower.
The people underneath raised their hands to protect their heads, fearing that they would be hit, but the expected pain did not strike, and their feet were not covered with broken skin and juicy fruit. Some people saw through the gap between their arms and shoulders, but found that the fruit disappeared when they fell on them, like the legendary ginseng fruit that came into the soil.
what's going on?
Successively, some people lowered their hands and fully exposed themselves to the blue fruit rain. Even Xuanchengzi withdrew his defense and looked up.
At this moment, Master Chang Jing exclaimed suddenly: "Not good, leave quickly! These fruits are more terrible than any evil! It is cause and effect!"
"What is cause and effect?"
Meng Zhong was still feeling confused, and Xuan Chengzi was already disturbed, and then cut off the standing trees with his sword, and led the disciples to take the road and run wildly. The other masters of the martial arts also escaped by burning their ass, and disappeared into the thick black mist instantly.