My practice narration is weird

The island with the towering trees now showed numerous deep grooves.

Each groove was like a full-strength attack from an ordinary fifth-level cultivator.

Although he could not tell the reason, in this place, Ye Wuyou inexplicably felt that the power of all his moves had been enhanced.

The Qi flowed smoothly, and the sword that was used in the outside world was far less powerful than the one displayed here.

Ye Wuyou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and put the blade on the last person here.

That was the person who injured Ye Wuyou at the beginning, and also Lu Qingshan's father.

Just like the inside of Luohe, in the world derived from this sacred tree, the combat power displayed by each person also differed according to the original body.

Although those figures were all fifth-level, Lu Qingshan's father was like the SSR in the fifth level, and the other fifth-level figures were like R cards.

The only person left in front of him was no longer able to use his magical powers, but it was also him who caused him countless troubles and almost seriously injured him. He was much stronger than the others.

He could even let the other figures cooperate with him to use their magical powers.

The dead Five Realms and the living Five Realms are completely different.

If Lu Qingshan's father was still alive, how strong would he be now?

The blade was on his neck, and he was powerless to resist, but in the end, his eyes showed clarity and he spoke.

"How is my child Qingshan?"

Ye Wuyou's mind was always alert and he spoke.

"How did you violate the mark of the sacred tree and attack the sacred tree?"

"How is my child Qingshan?"

"Can you say something else?"

"How is my child Qingshan?"

After confirming that the figure in front of him would only repeat words like a repeater, Ye Wuyou did not hesitate any more.

The aura bloomed on the tip of the knife, and this Lu Qingshan's father was completely turned into dust and dissipated.

Ye Wuyou's eyes showed doubts, and he kept thinking in his mind.

There is something very strange about this place...

Lu Qingshan is a posthumous child.

That is, his father died before he was born.

Including the words left by Lu Qingshan on the stone tablet later, it also tells that his father once attacked the sacred tree for him, and thus finally broke Lu Qingshan's destiny determined by the sacred tree.

Even if Lu Qingshan's father is controlled by the sacred tree at this moment, he is extremely powerful. But no matter how full of fighting power he is, can he still face these endless figures?

What's more, Lu's father is obviously also a person branded by the sacred tree, and his heart should be full of intimacy and worship for the sacred tree.

I can be unaffected in my mind, but how did the other party do all this?

The sacred tree suddenly trembled violently, and Ye Wuyou was shocked, and then his eyes were fixed on the dense branches and leaves.

In the visible place, a cluster of branches on the sacred tree suddenly withered, and the green leaves turned yellow in an instant, and then fell quietly.

It was as if the vitality of the cluster of branches was taken away.

"What happened?"

He didn't know what was happening in the outside world. At this time, the ancestor of the Lu family was using some kind of breath from the sacred tree to perform the magical power comparable to the seventh realm.

The branches swayed, and with the violent tremor of the sacred tree this time, Ye Wuyou vaguely saw the existence above the giant tree in front of him.

On the branches of the giant tree, streams of light kept flying from top to bottom, but they were tightly attached to the branches of the sacred tree, without any deviation.

Yes, this light was what he saw on the cliff in the distance before, but now he walked to the foot of the sacred tree, but his vision was blocked by the leaves.

In addition, there were countless white fruits that made Ye Wuyou feel numb at a glance.

And, a faint gaze.

Could it be that those "fruits" were all dead members of the Lu family?

The gaze that was watched before and the voice that someone made were also at the top of the treetops.

[Go up, you no longer hesitate, step forward, you want to personally interrogate this beastly wood spirit why he dared to betray you and was willing to be stepped on by those ants]

[Mu Guang Xing Ling, you deserve to die! ]

Ye Wuyou's head was buzzing.

Dog narration You deserve to die! Stop barking!

Isn't this a subtree? It's not a real sacred tree.

"Pah, pah..."

A few more white fruits fell, but they were different from the previous ones. The oval fruits fell to the ground and cracked. The figure who walked out of them had a very withered face and a very thin body.

But the aura on his body was extremely powerful.

"Come again?"

Ye Wuyou ignored it, and his figure stepped directly on the giant tree and continued to move upwards.

The branches were winding, and now they attacked like vines.

The white fruits kept falling, and they broke before they fell to the ground. The figure inside walked out, but did not use magical powers, but chased Ye Wuyou directly.

Ye Wuyou noticed this with his eyes.

This also confirmed his guess.

They were controlled by the sacred tree.

Regardless of whether they were conscious or not, the importance of the sacred tree ranked first in their hearts.

Naturally, they did not dare to use their magical powers and did not dare to harm the sacred tree.

However, he did not just climb the tree straight away. This giant tree was endless. How long would it take to reach the top?

[Shendao Technique·Shrinking the Earth into an Inch]

Ripples flashed under his feet, and when his figure reappeared, he had already reached the middle of the trunk of the giant tree.

The figures chasing him had long disappeared.

Looking around, the surrounding mountains were extremely ethereal, yet so small.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou was extremely grateful to Luo Qinghan from the bottom of his heart. If it weren't for that woman, he really wouldn't be able to learn this magical power.

"Light?"

Standing in the middle of the tree, Ye Wuyou finally saw the light dancing along the trunk.

Liquid-like light... or the countless fireflies flowed along the branches of the giant tree like water.

The ripples under his feet flickered again, but this time, Ye Wuyou couldn't move forward much.

He just moved forward a little distance.

It was as if some kind of force prevented him from using the magic to continue to go up.

But he could see more clearly, because the light was flowing beside him.

On the branches of the sacred tree, the light gathered from the branches extending in all directions, and then gathered into a river bit by bit, like a liquid starting from one end of the sacred tree, flowing upstream along the main trunk, and rushing straight to the top.

It was obviously like a liquid, but it did not overflow, but turned into a long river that kept flowing.

But when Ye Wuyou saw all this, he had an inexplicable thought.

How could it be like a conveyor belt?

And Ye Wuyou finally saw the... thing at the top of the tree.

Unlike the densely packed white fruits on the branches before, there were only two branches and leaves at the top of the tree.

One side was empty, and on the other side, there was a fruit about the size of a baby's head, but it exuded a certain strong smell.

The fruit was black, and the black smell was so strong that it was smoking.

The ghost was sealed and had no reaction at all. Instead, the right eyeball that had always been blinded by a leaf was shaking wildly at this moment. Ye Wuyou's expression twitched uncontrollably with the swing of the eyeball.

This time the eyeball was different from the past.

It did not show fear.

But deep desire.

[You no longer hesitated, and in a blink of an eye you had understood all this, stepped into this countercurrent river, went up, and took the fruit...]

[At this point, you will have a new life road that belongs to you alone]

No.

Ye Wuyou refused.

Because there was another being at the top of the tree.

It was a gray-green figure, sitting alone on the treetop. From a distance, it seemed that its proportions were not large, but in fact, it was larger than an ordinary person.

The gaze he had felt before came over, and the huge pressure and sense of urgency suddenly spread all over Ye Wuyou's body, which was countless times stronger than before.

Along with the gaze, there was also a broken voice.

"You... are very good."

"Relax your mind, plant the mark, give you the fruit of the Tao, achieve the Great Dao, and guard this place with me."

I can't beat it, I can't beat it at all.

That was not a being that I could match.

That was not even a human.

I came here to destroy... to change the sacred tree, not to search for treasure.

The narrator was still barking, and Ye Wuyou spread his hands, indicating that he was powerless.

Although the things were good, they could not be taken by force.

He was already thinking about a way out. With the divine Tao technique, leaving was not a problem.

The barking stopped, and he spoke seriously.

[You think about it, and finally come up with a solution using all your life’s wisdom]

Oh, my life’s wisdom?

Ye Wuyou thinks he is very smart, and he can let the narrator speak out his life’s wisdom, which must be amazing.

What is the solution?

[No matter what, just fight it! ]