Chapter 212 The Blood-Crying Demonic Dragon, the Faith of the Sacred Tree

Boom! !

Blood disaster's heart beat a beat.

The hot and surging plasma was like an endless river, washing and baptizing the entire body, and the broken flesh and blood was immediately watered.

strength.

Endless.

An endless stream.

【Hell Blood Fiber】

[Dark Hell Blood Bones]

【Dark Hell Bloody Foot】

They are all cast and tempered under the water of the royal weapon, just like Nirvana and rebirth.

"drink!!"

Yang Feng stood on the top of the head of the Weeping Blood Dragon Tree, with beads of crystal clear blood and sweat seeping out of his skin, evaporating large amounts of blood mist like an overloaded machine.

The muscles are bursting.

The bones creaked.

The hot plasma turns into fuel, like a boiling molten flame, causing the entire body to boil completely.

Boom, boom, boom! !

Yang Feng punched the blood-weeping dragon tree hard on the head.

The space seemed to be distorted at this moment, and the energy ripples turned into shock waves, spreading throughout every corner of the Weeping Blood Dragon Tree's body.

The soul ring on the head of Weeping Blood Dragon Tree shattered and exploded at this moment, and the twisted souls of countless believers also let out heart-rending roars.

burst.

broken.

The souls of tens of thousands of believers exploded in large areas, and the roots exuding the sacred aura were also annihilated under this level of terrifying power.

"die!!"

Yang Feng's eyes were about to burst and he shouted again.

A pair of dark hell blood feet jumped up slightly, and the legs suddenly swelled like grasshopper thighs, and the muscle fibers exploded with instant fatal power.

Heart beating! !

The moment Blood Calamity's dirty heart beat again, a pair of soles stepped hard on the top of Weeping Blood Dragon Tree's head.

Puff puff puff puff puff! !

The sound of flesh and blood exploding was so harsh.

The moment the soul ring was completely blown to pieces, the body of Weeping Blood Dragon Tree was finally fatally injured, and his huge head, which was as big as half a football field, was trampled to pieces.

Blood mist filled the sky.

Tree roots burst.

The Weeping Blood Dragon Tree screamed, and his whole body fell towards the earth. Finally, it hit the ground heavily, leaving a deep pit with a diameter of hundreds of meters.

A long ravine slid forward, and the terrifying force caused the Weeping Blood Dragon Tree to slide forward several hundred meters before the huge, broken body could barely stop.

Swish swish swish.

Countless hellworms crawled out of the shadows and gnawed at the flesh and blood of the Bloodweeping Dragon Tree.

"No one can escape!!"

Yang Feng stretched out his palm and waved it downward fiercely.

The River of Death squirmed violently, wrapping around the body of the Blood-Weeping Dragon Tree, entangled in the darkness along with the wailing and bursting souls around it.

Blah blah blah! !

The rusty hooks, which exuded a strong smell of blood and were covered with rusty spots, wrapped around the body of the Weeping Blood Dragon Tree and penetrated deeply into its soul.

Pull! !

Devour! !

absorb! !

A giant dragon composed of tens of thousands of believers and countless sacred tree roots was torn out and forcibly dragged into the secret door of the dark prison.

Surrounded by darkness.

The river of death erodes.

The power of the endless hell penetrates every corner of the body, gradually turning into black magic scales, and burning with hot soul flames.

【Prisoner of Black Prison】---The Blood-weeping Demonic Dragon.

Weeping Blood Dragon (picture from the Internet, slightly different)

"dragon!!"

"Is that a dragon??"

The refugees at Panlong Base looked up at the black dragon coiling in the sky. The terrifying existence was hundreds of meters long, exuding a heart-stopping pressure.

The tyrant... actually incorporated the Weeping Blood Dragon Tree.

Losing troops and losing generals.

This is really a loss for my wife and a loss for my troops! !

The Holy Tree Heaven not only failed to destroy the Panlong Base, but even lost a Weeping Dragon Tree. In the end, not even a single soul was recovered.

At this time.

The scenery in the Holy Tree Heaven has also undergone some changes.

chant.

Within the majestic and huge holy tree, countless souls sang and prayed at the same time, and the mighty voices and wishes gradually condensed into a sacred image.

It was a miniature version of the holy tree, like a holy tree floating in mid-air, with its whole body shining like stars.

change.

Transformation.

Amidst the sounds of chanting and praying, the miniature sacred tree gradually transformed into a human form, growing a body and limbs, and the branches twisted together and transformed into a head.

The prosperous leaves have become strands of colorful hair, floating automatically in the absence of wind.

Old order! !

That is the incarnation of the King of the Old Order! !

"Hello."

"King among men."

The transformed image had neither joy nor sadness on its face, and slowly waved its emerald green palms with an emotion that humans could not understand.

Negotiate?

Yang Feng raised his head, looked at the majestic figure covered in flowers and colorful, and frowned slightly.

The image shown by this King of the Old Order is gentler and more humble than expected, and instead looks like a very civilized race.

"hehe."

"Looks like your plan failed."

"The king of the Holy Tree Heaven is showing up now to fight to the death, or is he asking for mercy?"

Yang Feng sneered and sarcastically said that if the internal plan to disintegrate the enemy failed, then he would have to fight head-on.

"plan?"

"This was meant to be a gift."

"Human greed has brewed them into disasters."

The King of the Holy Tree of Heaven showed a look of compassion. Originally, the seeds of the Black Blood Holy Tree were just a gift to allow the poor people to live.

Greed spreads.

Human beings are too greedy and only know how to take, and in the end they allow the Black Blood Sacred Tree to multiply in large areas, eventually causing a catastrophe.

How hypocritical!

Isn't the breeding method of the Black Blood Sacred Tree taking advantage of the survival instinct of living creatures? ?

Now it is too hypocritical to say that human beings ask for too much.

"Human."

"Do you have faith?"

"What do you believe in?"

The king of the Holy Tree Heaven suddenly asked curiously, very interested in human civilization.

Yang Feng's expression changed slightly.

This question is somewhat sensitive and somewhat philosophical.

Human beings are very complex creatures, and they believe in a variety of things. Different sects have their own supporters.

But...Yang Feng believes in science.

"science."

Yang Feng believes in science.

Many staunch materialists only believe in dialectical relationships and overthrow all ghosts and monsters.

"Not bad faith."

"You believe in science."

"You believe the blue star is round."

"You create spaceships and explore the stars and the sea."

"You use optical microscopic magnifying glass to observe the microscopic world of physics and prove the basic motion of various particles."

"You have discovered the truth of the world. The entire universe is like a big treasure house, waiting for you to explore, waiting for you to find more truths..."

The King of the Holy Tree closed his eyes slightly, seeming to be praising and sighing for all the achievements created by mankind.

suddenly.

The King of the Holy Tree changed the subject again, his eyes shining with mysterious light.

"But... are the rules of physics and the rhythm of all particles the entire truth of the world??"

"I am a tree."

"Our race is a group of trees."

"We started out with no thought, no logic, no thoughts."

"We are simply living, standing on the earth, enduring wind and rain."

“Time and time again, things are ripe and fall to the ground.”

"Time and time again, things change."

"Again and again, spring, summer, autumn and winter."

"Time after time, birth, old age, sickness and death."

As the King of the Holy Tree spoke, one could feel the heavy power of time in every word, and his thoughts seemed to follow those words for thousands of years.

"finally."

"We have our own beliefs."

"Star."

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