Chapter 856 Broken Tree

Red, red, red, looking around, everything is red.

Is there a more obvious hint than this?

Wang Lu secretly speculated, what does "red" represent?

Does Emperor Donghua like red, or is he extremely domineering, and whenever he draws his sword, he will kill people, so blood flows like a river, and then there is the red color of blood?

Perhaps it is not such a simple explanation on the surface, but has a deeper meaning.

Although he understands that "red" is the key to this world, as long as he finds the answer, everything will be clear, but, although it is clear, there is no clue at all, and there is nothing to think about.

Just like wind, rain, thunder and lightning, it seems normal, if you go deep into their causes, I guess few people understand.

What is the simplicity of the great way? It is completely nonsense. It is because I don't understand it at all, so I just say it in one word.

Hey, I don't understand it either, so I can't slap myself in the face.

It's useless to think too much, and the best choice is to leave that terrible red lake as soon as possible.

His intuition told him that if he had stepped on the water before, he would have been drained of blood and died.

However, if he left, where would he go?

This is a problem. No matter what, since he is here, he should make the best of it and let nature take its course.

Wang Lu stared at the little red tree a hundred feet away: I finally came here, I can't let "you" go just like that.

Not far away, there was a nameless red tree as big as a fist without leaves, branches or twigs growing alone.

It's you.

He took a step to the tree and grabbed the trunk with one hand. Wang Lu exerted a little force, but unlike the expected break, the red tree did not move at all. He exerted more force, but there was no change. He exerted more force, but it remained the same.

Letting it go, Wang Lu looked at it carefully.

Just now, when he was at a loss, an idea suddenly came to his mind, to break it.

He was rarely dominated by his inner thoughts, but this time he did not hesitate at all, and he moved.

And the wrestling and pulling just now finally let him know the reason.

Four words, must be of great use.

Something was wrong. He had already used 30% of his strength. This tree was like an indestructible iron rod that was deeply embedded in the red earth. He was immediately interested.

Is it the wrong way?

"Ha."

With his breath sinking into his dantian, Wang Lu shouted coldly. His hands were like two iron clamps that grabbed the tree trunk. He didn't believe that he couldn't break it with all his strength.

"Boom!"

An unparalleled twisting force passed from his arms to his palms and poured into the tree trunk. The trunk finally trembled a little. "Ah," Wang Lu roared. The trunk was originally red, and suddenly became red, and then red.

Where the hand was holding, the temperature rose rapidly, from slightly cool to scorching to high temperature to ten times that of molten lava, and it didn't stop. One hundred times, five hundred times, one thousand times, three thousand times, still had to resist stubbornly, ten thousand times, thirty thousand times, fifty thousand times.

"Let's fight!"

Wang Lu was like a dark black cocoon, and the black light of Kuiniu was summoned to the extreme by him. Wherever he held his hand, his power soared wildly, and two huge forces as big as the sea and the river were like a torrent, unstoppable.

"Break it for me!"

A deafening roar, "crack", "bang", like thunder from the ground, a deafening sound of breaking and explosion was heard a hundred miles away in an instant.

"What's going on?"

The six-foot red tree was broken in half by him. It should have been three feet, but the object in his hand was too strange, and it shrank to half an inch in an instant, like a crystal clear and spotless ruby.

Its red was too pure, too beautiful, but also too heavy.

Holding it in his palm, Wang Lu staggered and almost lost his grip.

He guessed that this red stone was not even as heavy as a small mountain, which showed how heavy it was.

Hehe, although I don't know your name, it is definitely a very important treasure. Wang Lu has already thought of a way back for it.

As for whether it can be done, it depends on God's will.

The mangrove was violently broken by him, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror and crimson.

However, what Wang Lu couldn't believe was that under his snow-white eyes, the fracture was like the many complex and subtle meridians of the human body, circling and wriggling very slowly and softly.

No wonder the nameless mangrove is so hard and flexible.

From the position of the fracture, it can be seen that although its growth is super slow, its foundation is unbreakable.

At the same time, after walking more than a thousand miles, he didn't see any mangroves taller than six feet. He guessed that six feet is their limit, and a fist is their size. Its continued growth is just to constantly strengthen itself, making itself tougher and harder.

An interesting idea came up:

If you are allowed to grow all the time, on the day when the sky collapses and the earth breaks, can you really be indestructible?

Wang Lu shook his head with misty eyes. Everything has a cause and effect cycle. The premise for the growth of mangroves is this boundless strange red aura.

The red spiritual energy breeds everything in this world. It is the foundation and the root. Sooner or later, it will be exhausted.

Once that day comes, it will be the beginning of the fall of the mangroves.

"Swoosh!"

A spiritual light flashed before his eyes, and Wang Lu was thoughtful.

Donghua Tyrant was a great hero in the ancient times. Maybe the emperor's relics he left behind were also ancient things.

If everything is true, the mangroves have existed for too long, so long that he doesn't know how long they have existed.

How long has it been since the ancient times? It is said that it is at least hundreds of millions of years. In other words, the mangroves have grown for hundreds of millions of years to become almost indestructible.

Haha, it also means that I have a treasure from the ancient times.

In fact, it is not the case. If it really took root and grew from the ancient times to the present, what is there to be happy about.

If you think about it carefully, red trees are not treasures in the ancient times, and are even worse than ants. They are just ordinary things that cannot be more ordinary. They just stick to the light of the word "Ancient". It is only because of such a long time that "you" have been piled up, that they are called treasures.

Just like a dog, if it has lived from the ancient times to the present, it would have become an immortal.

After thinking about this clearly, Wang Lu was relieved. He was not a son of luck, so how could he pick up treasures today and meet wealth tomorrow.

Everything he has obtained so far is a vivid reflection of his comprehensive strength.

Is this really the case? Wang Lu smiled.

In fact, there is another question that has been lingering since he found out that the three women are unusual, making him restless.

Now that he has come to the Emperor's treasure, there is no more extra worries, and he can think about it carefully.

That is, why did the three women have to pull him into the treasure?

Not only did they not hide the good things, but they shared them with him. Are they saints? Perhaps even saints can't be so generous.

Wang Sui's attitude can be seen from the first green dot that enters this world. He is so angry that he wishes everyone would die and he can enjoy it all by himself.

Such a selfish person would bring him into the treasure mountain?

It's ridiculous.

Before, he thought that the three women were only in the middle stage of the golden elixir, and they had to protect him to find the treasure, but the fact is not the case at all, so why did they willingly bring him here?

Not only did they bring him here, but they also seduced him with their beauty during the process?

Could it be that it was Sun Xue's trick again: sacrifice - only by sacrificing enough strong people can the ultimate secret of the treasure be opened.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu suddenly became uneasy.

The red all over the world, how is it linked and matched with sacrifice.