I Have a Mythical Tree

Chi Yanshan is still intensively searching for the murderer, but he doesn't know that the murderer has already died, his body was blown away by the strong wind, birds and beasts swallowed it, and even the two strong men of big talismans have already gone to Zhou Qingcheng to vent their anger.

For two hours, there was a strange fluctuation in the air, and a twenty-five or six-year-old woman in white fell out of it.

It was Bai Jiao Xiangmiao.

The only difference is that most of the white clothes on Xiang Miao's body at this time have been stained red with blood, and bright red wounds can be faintly seen on the torn clothes, the most terrifying one extending from the back of the neck to the waist, bloody and bloody .

Even so, her expression was still calm, but there was a bit of worry in her brows.

She raised her right hand and pushed forward gently, as if sensing something.

Immediately, the worry on his brows turned into deep sadness, and his eyes became even more lifeless, as if he had lost hope of life.

"Even if you want to dedicate your life to Tai Cang, you should have discussed it with me in advance..." She closed her eyes and whispered as if she was raving.

"The muluo grass on the wall is about to freeze to death. They should be replaced inside the house, and the wall should be replaced with snow spring grass that is not afraid of the wind and cold. I can't replace it alone without you."

Her mind was like a mess, and many memories flooded her mind. The precious memories of the company of more than ten years were all rushing in at this moment.

She clutched her chest, the serious injuries all over her body didn't make her feel painful, but at this moment she felt the pain in Long's heart, which was unbearable for her.

"I originally wanted to kill the humble human race who instructed you to come here, but when I remembered that you and I had praised him many times in front of me, and saw that you said in your letter that dedicating yourself to the sky was your own decision and had nothing to do with him, I just Let him live."

"As long as you are alive, the Talisman will definitely find some clues? So you deliberately showed up to die, there is no proof of death, and it is indeed the body of Zhou Qingguo, Tai Cang has no worries? You, who have always been dull, will also So thoughtful."

"But what to do, now I want all the Taicang people to be buried with you, any noble race in the world is not worth your life for them."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Big talisman? How can such a tiny race have the right to threaten you?"

Her originally upright body was already kneeling on the ground, with tears dripping from her eyes, and as she muttered to herself, endless sadness welled up in her heart.

After sitting like this for a long time, Xiang Miao suddenly raised his head, as if he had made some decision.

She stood up slowly, and behind her, a phantom of a white flood dragon emerged. This phantom of white flood dragon twisted and twisted, with white scales shining brightly, and many dragon whiskers flying in the air, majestic and extraordinary.

Bai Jiaoxuying opened his mouth like a dragon, and uttered a series of complicated and unspeakable syllables. Suddenly, a strange gust of wind blew across Chiyan Mountain, sweeping across the entire mountain.

In the air, among the weeds, and among the rocks, bits and pieces of meat kept flying up, flying towards the position where the phantom of the white flood dragon was.

Some beasts died suddenly after the strong wind blew, and the birds fell from the air, and the pieces of meat broke free from their mouths, and they also came towards the phantom of the white flood dragon.

In just over ten blinks of an eye, various pieces of meat flew from all directions, floating neatly in front of Xiang Miao.

She stared at the minced meat, pear blossoms raining, and whispered softly: "I will save you from waking up, no matter what the price is."

Bai Jiao Xuying opened his mouth again, and a majestic spiritual essence spewed out, all the flesh and blood in front of Xiang Miao melted and turned into drops of blood, gathering together.

Then slowly shape a human figure.

After a long time, the human form became indistinguishable from that of the human race. The white flood dragon opened his hand, and mysterious orbs appeared out of thin air. The orbs were all white, with mysterious runes engraved on them. They were powerful dragons, and there were twenty-four of them.

The twenty-four orbs flew up into the air, embedded in the blood human figure, and a strange scene appeared, and the twenty-four orbs gradually melted into the blood human figure.

Two turned into eyes, two turned into ears, two turned into mouth and nose, four turned into hands and feet, four melted and then condensed into white bones, six melted into a ball and then spread out and turned into skin, The last four are turned into internal organs.

The twenty-four orbs were all used to their full potential, and a sturdy body was born in front of Xiang Miao.

A gleam of joy finally appeared in her eyes: "You used to say that you wanted to become a human race in the next life, and now you can achieve your wish."

Xiang Miao took a few quiet glances at this brand-new body, and then shifted her eyes to the sky.

Suddenly, two purple flames ignited in the sky, as if ignited from the far end. The flames were lined up on both sides, and layers of bones emerged in the middle.

These bones have different appearances, some are human-shaped skeletons; Every song is different.

The infinitely different bones paved a road until the end of the void. The bones of countless races were silent on this road. Xiang Miao listened carefully, as if he heard countless miserable cries and heart-wrenching cries!

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

"Destroy my soul, let me never be reborn, don't make me suffer so much!"

"Emperor! I am willing to suffer from eternal suppression, just let me out!"

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These excruciatingly painful cries made Xiang Miao's forehead drip with sweat. She pressed her trembling right hand vigorously, and looked towards the end of the road of bones.

At the end of the bones, there is a car driving slowly.

The car is extremely strange, and it looks like it is built with the flat skeleton of a huge creature from a distance. The frame is dragged by six creatures who are surrounded by smoke and cannot see their faces clearly. The eyes of the abyss emerge from the smoke.

The bottom of the wagon, not the wheels.

But an arm.

Twelve groups of arms grew densely under the carriage frame, with flesh and blood on the arms. The creature pulling the cart moved forward, and these arms regularly grabbed the white bones underneath, and moved the carriage!

The same densely packed fingers were constantly flowing with blood produced by the collapse of flesh and blood due to the tremendous pressure.

But even so, the carriage kept driving towards Xiang Miao, and in a short moment, that terrifying chariot crossed a seemingly extremely long distance and came above Xiang Miao.

A figure that was also pitch-black and whose face could not be seen clearly emerged on the frame, and the voice came slowly: "I sensed your breath, so I got up to look for you. I didn't expect that you broke free from the Ziyan chain that went ahead."

Xiang Miao took a deep breath and bowed to the figure: "I have seen Mr. Ming prison."

The figure nodded and asked, "Are you out? Have you made up your mind?"

Xiang Miao bit her lip, hesitated for a long time, and then said: "Xiang Miao's cultivation level is low, I'm afraid he can't meet the high expectations of Master Ming Lao."

Soi Ying's tone suddenly became indifferent: "You are cursed by that existence, no matter whether you are willing or not, you can only enter my underworld once."

Hearing the voice of the black shadow, Xiang Miao's body trembled slightly, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Xiang Miao knows that he is just a pawn in the game of the high-ranking big shots, so naturally he has no right to choose. It is enough to linger under the protection of adults for more than a thousand years."

She bowed to the long body of the black shadow on the horrifying carriage, and continued: "May I ask the master of the prison to grant me a request? There is only one obsession left in Xiang Miao's heart for this boundless wilderness. If the Lord is merciful, I will I will definitely step into Hades willingly!"

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "What request?"

Xiang Miao's thoughts turned slightly, and the newly born body levitated towards the dungeon: "Please help me summon his dead soul, my lord, he passed away for less than three hours, and I used the orb to reshape his body... with my lord Wei Neng, there should be a way..."

Lord Minglao took a closer look at this body, and a trace of surprise flashed across his brows: "You refined the orb of the Dragon King of the Twenty-Four Regions into this rough body?"

He didn't answer, his eyes full of hope.

Master Minglong thought for a while, and then said: "Forget it, you have the great karma of Xianglong in your body, and you will be willing to enter my Hades, and you will save a lot of trouble."

When Xiang Miao heard that Minglao finally agreed, his brows were already a little surprised, but he heard Minglao continue to say: "But although it is easy for me to summon the dead soul, he is already dead, and the soul has been rejected by the boundless wilderness since the beginning of death. , unable to stay in the wilderness for a long time, we must find another way."

Xiang Miao's eyes dimmed, and he asked: "Master Ming Lao, please speak frankly."

On the face of the dark shadow in the prison, two groups of purple flames suddenly burst into flames: "Let him enter my Hades, and be a soul devourer first."