Chapter 518: The Soul-Restoring Tree

"This old fox is probably Tu Qingyan's true body. The human-shaped fruit on the tree... has a similar aura to the true body, with some strange plant smells!"

Liu Feng had a rough idea in his mind. The white tree with black fruit uses living beings as nutrients to create an evil body. It should be the "Soul-Reversing Tree" in the virtual world.

In some of the memories of Venerable Lian He, there is this evil tree.

According to a few memories, the evil body produced by the Soul-Reversing Tree is similar to the demon fetus planted by the True Demon. The difference is that this tree is more thorough, completely using the true body as fertilizer to create evil creatures controlled by the Soul-Reversing Tree.

The evil immortals and evil Buddhas born from this tree are not too rare in the virtual world. Once fully mature, their strength is first-class among the same realm and extremely difficult to deal with.

"It was sealed together with the fragments of the virtual world, and the nutrients are insufficient. These evil fruits on the tree are not fully mature."

In the two breaths he was thinking about, the range of the tree roots expanded rapidly.

The underground seal has not been completely destroyed, but it is like a sieve full of holes.

Tu Qingyan, who was standing by, turned her eyes and also found the remains of the old fox on the tree roots.

The main body was within her sight, but the clone's soul was completely unable to share the main body's memory, as if it had become irrelevant.

"No need to look at it, your main body is just an empty shell. Fellow Daoist Chu, let's withdraw." Liu Feng explained to Tu Qingyan lightly, and then turned to Chu Jing.

The Buddha banner was a hundred miles away from the void exit. With the speed of this ninth-grade spiritual treasure, it would take less than five breaths.

A golden light flashed, and the scenes on both sides flew away, and the roots that broke the seal and polluted the world behind began to strangle the remaining monks.

Within a thousand miles, the roots like giant pillars were everywhere, and as for a thousand miles away, the scene might be the same.

Being caught by the roots means death, and there is no chance to struggle below the seventh realm. Even if the eighth realm is blocked by multiple roots, it is difficult to escape.

Turbid waves surged, and blood-colored balls exploded in the air. There were shredded monks everywhere. The first to become fertilizer were the monsters and warriors.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The sound of sound waves continued.

Many figures fled to the exit of the void, and the nearby tree roots were also rushing here.

On the Buddha banner, everyone in the Chu family sent the Buddha power into the spiritual treasure. In the eyes of these monks whose minds were mostly damaged, the current experience also made them terrified.

The Yu brothers and sisters witnessed many monsters being beaten back to their original forms, then twisted into blood mist and absorbed by the tree roots. The two monsters turned pale.

In less than five breaths, when the Buddha banner flew out of the void crack of less than 20 feet, dozens of roots with a thickness of 100 feet hit it ten miles away.

The restrictions of Dongxu Island also pressed on Liu Feng and Chu Jing, two eighth realms, at this moment. There was an invisible force pushing them to the center of Dongxu Island.

There was no time to pay attention to the suppression of the prohibition. In a split second, the void crack behind was blocked by the roots of the tree.

"Creaky, creaky..."

Amid the strange sound of the wood moving, countless tiny roots separated from it, like flowers scattered by a fairy, scattered to the islands of Dongxu Island.

The main body of this soul-reversing tree could not come over, but if the scattered roots were not all destroyed in time, Dongxu Island might also grow soul-reversing trees.

Looking at the tiny roots flying like catkins, and then looking at the tree roots that blocked the void crack, everyone in the Chu family couldn't help but feel numb.

There were more than 200,000 cultivators who broke into the void crack to fight for spiritual objects, and less than half of them came out alive.

The cultivators trapped in the polluted world, even if they were lucky enough to avoid the demon tree, would be polluted by the filthy air and become evil spirits.

At this moment, near the void crack, the survivors who escaped first looked at the spreading tiny roots with their eyes, not knowing whether to take action.

What was unexpected was that dense black tree roots extended from Liu Feng's body and the Huangquan Pagoda in front of him at the same time.

In the eyes of others, the Buddha banner seemed to spread black lines across the sky in an instant.

The black tree roots met the scattered small roots. The Huangquan Divine Tree had the upper hand against these separated roots of the Soul-Returning Tree, and most of them were destroyed in a breath.

However, Liu Feng's face became gloomy.

The Huangquan Divine Tree, which only had instincts, was usually driven by him, and the Huangquan Pagoda was also controlled by him, but now the Huangquan Divine Tree was in a hurry to replenish itself and escaped from his control.

"Go quickly." Liu Feng shouted in a low voice.

Chu Jing also reacted quickly. He urged the Buddha banner without hesitation, and flew to the center of Dongxu Island along with the power of the restriction of Dongxu Island.

Except for him, all the other people of the Chu family hid in the space inside the spiritual treasure.

There were only two people and three monsters left on the Buddha banner. Looking back, in front of the crack in the void, there were roots like a gusher.

More roots flew out, some took root in the nearby monks on the spot, causing many figures who were still watching to flee frantically.

Some of the roots gathered and rushed towards Liu Feng, as if they were angered by the Yellow Springs Divine Tree.

Fortunately, these roots were not fast and could not catch up with the Chu family's Buddhist banner.

After pulling away, the roots of the Yellow Springs Divine Tree on Liu Feng were recovered, and the Yellow Springs Pagoda also returned to normal.

Looking through, the aura of the Yellow Springs Divine Tree has grown a lot, and the eighth floor of the Yellow Springs Pagoda is slowly taking shape.

Tu Qingyan stared at Liu Feng steadily, her eyes dim, suppressed her inner loss, and reluctantly accepted the fact that her body had been destroyed.

In this way, she can only hope to start over and walk through the Eight Realms and Nine Realms again.

But it is difficult to practice on this Dongxu Island, and it is even more extravagant to want to leave. She has never heard of Dongxu Island before, and she knows nothing about how to return to the world.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, I am willing to follow you. I hope you can take me with you when you leave Dongxu Island." Tu Qingyan placed her hopes on Liu Feng, her face full of obedience as she spoke.

Liu Feng glanced coldly and ignored the girl. He took advantage of the time to fly to the center of Dongxu Island to carefully experience the difference after the eight Buddha roots.

Especially the inner world, there are only related memories, how to use them specifically, how to use them as a means of fighting, still needs to communicate with Jingchen.

The Buddha banner went away, and the roots of the soul-reversing tree behind spread out, flying along the passages between islands, flying to various islands, and taking root.

Among the monks who escaped, many people turned back and tried to refine the roots far away from the void cracks.

On a small island two hundred miles away from the void cracks, the soldier Gu "Dragon Jiao" landed, and the nine Gu masters were still frightened.

The ponytail girl looked eagerly to the south. The man surnamed Liu became an eighth realm, and his strength was so strong that he killed many old people in a row, but he refused to take a detour and waste some energy to save her.

"It's only been a few years! In a few more years, he will probably reach the ninth realm... In a few more years, he will become an immortal Buddha who sits high above all living beings, and he will be the one to be sacrificed."

Thinking that one day, she will still be living in the world, while the beast Liu will cross the boundary to collect sacrifices and be worshipped by others, she felt uncomfortable in her heart, and her face was distorted with jealousy.

In front of the eight people, the leader Ouyang Shuiling was also looking at the Buddha banner in the distance, with hatred on her little face.

"I will go to the eighth body now. I don't believe it won't work this time. Wait for the eighth body to explore the insect shell palace, get something good, and then go to find him."

The soldier Gu "Long Jiao" did not stay for long, flew out of the island, and fled to a remote place.

On another white crystal island, three half-step eight Buddha roots stood on the edge of the island, their robes were all as black as ink, and three pairs of eyes retracted their gazes one after another.

"He has already achieved the eight Buddha roots. If he goes to the center of Dongxu Island, I wonder what the elders in the temple will do."

"Whether to capture or to unite, it all depends on the abbot's decision."

"We didn't find him before, but now he has achieved the eight Buddha roots. Anyway, we don't have time to send back the news, so we will stay on this middle island to practice for the time being."

The three monks looked at each other, and they all saw worry in their eyes. The reason they stayed was because they were afraid of a big accident.

If the willow wind went over, it could move the ancestral Buddha statue in the temple, and the elders would probably be in trouble.

...

There are one thousand islands in the center of Dongxu Island, and one island to the south, far away from the nine realms.

On the white crystal island with a length of about nine miles, there is no village, no human traces, and wild grass and flowers.

In the middle of the tall weeds, a handsome white-haired young man was lying on his back, with a long sword surrounded by starlight beside him, and a half-inch little man sitting on the hilt.

One sword soul and one body, both are this young man. Even if the body falls asleep, this sword soul can still monitor nearby movements.

"Dong, dong, dong..."

At this time, a loud noise suddenly came from a distant place, like the sound of a muffled drum, one after another.

The sword soul on the hilt looked intently, and the water light eight hundred miles away was expanding, and the golden bridge across the water light was crowded with snakes and dragons.

The spiritual energy tide disappeared, and the void crack connecting the sea and the sky here will also be completely closed. Among them, the snakes and dragons have different colors. There are at least more than 500 such snakes and dragons, most of which are in the eighth realm, and there are also ninth realms.

A large number of demon snakes and dragons fled to Dongxu Island. The sword soul had no intention of taking a closer look. Anyway, there are many old ghosts on Dongxu Island, and more than 700 are above the eighth realm.

In addition, both sides are trapped on Dongxu Island. It is unlikely that they will fight to the death, so there is no need to kill each other.

Just watching, the sword spirit's face wrinkled, the white-haired young man lying on his back disappeared, flashed in the sky, and used the Taoist pupil technique to look again.

In the distance, the water light was diffused, the golden bridge was across the sky, and the snakes and dragons above more than 500 eight realms moved forward, dragging the golden bridge out of the void crack.

When the entire golden bridge came to Dongxu Island, the golden chain at the other end of the bridge pulled and pulled out a stone drum like a jar.

This drum was less than a hundred feet when it squeezed out of the void crack, and it swelled rapidly after coming over. It became a thousand feet in a few eyes, and it was still expanding in circles, as if this thing was originally huge.

But with the restriction of Dongxu Island, under the suppression of the restriction, the enlarged stone drum was getting smaller again.

After waiting for a while, what the white-haired young man saw was that the stone drum was getting bigger and smaller at times.

"Dongdongdong..." The drum sound became clearer and clearer.

What is shocking is that after leaving the sea and the world and coming to Dongxu Island, the drum sound changed its tone, like the sound of a heartbeat.

The white-haired young man's eyes flashed with surprise, and he murmured: "Is this a drum... or a coffin? It can resist the restrictions of Dongxu Island!"

Seeing that the stone drum was getting bigger and bigger against the pressure of Dongxu Island, the things inside the drum were probably extremely terrifying, and the real level was far beyond the ninth realm.

Even if there was another great world suppressing it, and it could not allow the cultivation above the ninth realm to appear, but in the same ninth realm, if one party's cultivation was so strong that it was hard to estimate, and the methods were endless, no matter how many other ninth realms there were, they could not fight.

Unless someone could face off and severely injure it, or even completely wipe out the old monster, the other nine realms would be exhausted to death unless they escaped.

"Don't tell me it's really some kind of virtual world demon dragon! The old nine-realm human creatures in the center of Dongxu Island, didn't anyone stop them from coming?"

The white-haired young man has only been here for less than three years, and he hasn't found the clues to escape from Dongxu Island yet, and he doesn't want to feed the demon dragon inexplicably.

Just as he was worrying about this, he suddenly turned his eyes and saw many spiritual treasure lights in his sight, all heading towards the intersection near the middle of Dongxu Island.

"Blood demon, Bashen, Golden Eyed Divine Ape, and human Gu Master, it seems to be that poisonous sect, they gathered together, are they looking for trouble with some unlucky guy?"

"A lot of Bashen tribe were killed by Liu Feng... Could it be that Fellow Daoist Liu is here!"

The white-haired young man was Zhuge Jun, who arrived at the center of Dongxu Island two and a half years ago.

He glanced at the four spiritual treasure lights, all of which were of the eighth grade. It seemed that only the eighth realm had arrived at the moment, and the ninth realm, who had comprehended the mysterious light source of Dongxu Island, had not yet arrived.

After a little hesitation, the four spiritual treasure lights had already flown away.

"Let's go over and see first. There are not many coming. If we can join forces to eat these eighth realms, we can kill them and leave. Otherwise, I will escape before the ninth realm comes."

Zhuge Jun made a decision in his heart. A blood-colored broken sword appeared in his palm. The long sword beside him flashed to his feet, and he flew into the sky with the sword.

With the four spiritual lights in front, these evildoers and Gu masters could get the news in the first time. I think they had made arrangements at the intersection long ago, or left a lot of people to monitor.

The sword light was hanging behind, and Zhuge Jun thought that according to the rumored temperament of the Taoist friend Liu, if he was troubled by someone, he would probably have fought with others at this time.

After passing by one barren island after another, in less than a moment, eight or nine hundred miles ahead, the colliding spiritual treasures and the surging Gu group can be seen.

Between the various spiritual treasures and the Gu group, sixteen figures of the Eight Realms are in a siege, most of the demons show their demon bodies, and the human race unfolds their blood bodies.

At the Eight Realms, the demon body is over six hundred feet long, and the human blood and physique are mostly of heavenly quality. With a variety of blood, they look like gods and demons.

Even though there are less than twenty Eight Realms, compared to the old and weak in the polluted world, all of them are Eight Realms with sufficient cultivation and vitality, and their power is completely different when they take action.

Looking at the Buddhist cultivators who were blocked in the Gu group, the Buddhist seals were poured out crazily, breaking through the Gu group and fighting against the besieged Eight Realms.

Facing the real Eight Realms who are not in a weak state, and there are more than a dozen of them, that person is still fierce and unmatched.

But in addition to these sixteen Eight Realms, there are more than ten Eight Realms in the four directions, adding up to nearly thirty.

"I practice both ways, and I mainly kill with the sword, but I can't stand so many Eight Realms, not to mention there are quite a few King Blood Eight Realms!"

Zhuge Jun was afraid, and the flying sword light slowed down.

When he thought about turning around and escaping, his pupils shrank violently, and a chill swept through his body. His body turned suddenly, and his eyes looked to the outside of the five islands on the right, where there was a flying demon cloud.

At the front of the demon cloud, a Buddha statue was bleeding, and strands of blood hung on it like blood lines, without a drop falling. Eleven Eight Buddha Roots wearing black cassocks surrounded the Buddha statue, and each of them had a blood line connected to their bodies.

And inside the demon cloud, there were thousands of Buddhist cultivators whose bodies were crushed, and those who had not yet died were wailing in pain.