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    Above the sky, countless dead branches and leaves engulfed the flame body, and pulled it towards the sky like black lightning.

    In an instant, it was submerged by endless branches, leaves and vines, and the towering sacred tree wrapped it, as if it wanted to swallow the two of them alive.

    Many big monsters and humans have experienced the same scene before, but it is not as shocking as it is now, because the death tree is all directed at one person, which also gave many people a chance to escape, rushing out of the canyon crazily  .

    "I really want to die." Seeing this scene, Tan Zimo from Zixiao Tiangong uttered a voice, did he give up his life for a woman?

    Ye Futian overthrew their Zixiao Tiangong. Although they were on the opposite side, their strength was indeed very strong and their talents were extraordinary, but they wanted to seek death like this.

    Seeing this scene, Fan Jingtian's golden-clothed saint also sighed secretly, what a pity, for the beauty?

    This feeling is respectable, but why bother to lose your life.

    It's not easy to practice, let alone cultivate to Ye Futian's level of talent.

    The faces of Qi Xuanzang and his group became extremely ugly, and they couldn't stop it at all, even Xia Huang's shot was useless.

    They strode forward and walked towards the Death God Tree. Qi Xuangang slapped his hands out, frantically smashing the surrounding branches, leaves and vines, but they couldn't break through at all.

    Yaya stepped on the void, her sword was flying in the sky, and a towering sword formation appeared under her feet. Her face was like frost, and the sword pattern in her palm whizzed out, but like Qi Xuangang, it could not be broken, and the severed branches and leaves regenerated instantly.

    She was a little reconciled, the sword fell down again and again, but she still couldn't kill it.

    "Om." The sound of sword whistling came out, and she rushed inside with the sword formation.

    However, a wave of Daowei directly restrained her, turning her head, Yaya looked at Qi Xuangang.

    Qi Xuanzhang shook his head at her, and said, "He is very lucky during this trip."

    Yaya was taken aback, and looked at Qi Xuangang. She knew that Qi Xuanzhang had some special abilities, and he had considerable luck. He must have seen it before entering here, and had been calculating the good and bad for Ye Futian.

    Moreover, she thought of the death of the prophet not long ago. In this way, Ye Futian's fate should be very hard, and he will not fall here.

    Thinking of this, she felt a little relieved, but she was still nervous, staring over there.

    Qi Xuanzang also stopped other people who were rushing forward. Although he didn't know what cards Ye Futian had, he knew that his disciple was very special. If he went in, he would have a chance to survive.  To no return.

    At this time, Ye Futian's body was buried in the death tree, and countless death airflows and branches came towards his body. Ye Futian's body erupted with a terrifying power of fire, and he even used the flame spirit in the Palace of Fate to  With the power of the beads, these dead branches and leaves were crazily burned.

    A terrifying field of fire appeared around his body, and his eyes turned into pupils of flame.

    At this time, many arms appeared on the body of the statue-like stalwart figure, grabbing Xia Qingyuan who was protected by Ye Futian, breaking through the shackles of the flames and moving forward, continuing to roll towards  Xia Qingyuan.

    After burying the bones for many years, he still has such a strong obsession to survive after death.

    "Boom."

    Ye Futian's eyes burned, and strands of terrifying branches and leaves erupted from his body. In an instant, emerald greenness enveloped the inner space, and there was a rattling sound, and the tree of life appeared on his body, with endless life.  meaning.

    "Since you want to live, then come." Ye Futian's eyes were indifferent, those branches and leaves sensed it instantly, and in an instant they rushed towards Ye Futian's body crazily, the endless death air rushed into his body, and the death vines also pierced into the world  Among the ancient trees, greedily wanted to absorb the meaning of life in Ye Futian's soul.

    The ancient tree of the world is swaying, with an incomparably bright sacred brilliance. When the meaning of death comes, it is instantly assimilated and swallowed, as if integrated into the soul of life.

    Xia Qingyuan, who was protected by Ye Futian, was shocked when she saw this scene. She was already desperate, but she was not sad. She thought they would all be swallowed up.

    However, she saw that Ye Futian's soul was devouring the meaning of death in the death tree.

    "This is his natal soul." Xia Qingyuan thought to herself, like a sacred tree, fighting against the death tree.

    Those death airflows were drawn into Ye Futian's body, and even the branches and leaves were swallowed up and poured into Ye Futian's body. The death tree seemed to have life, and more branches and leaves crazily rolled towards Ye Futian.

    Not only that, at this time, the canyon world was shaking violently, and more dead branches and leaves grew from the bottom of the canyon, rolling towards that area, and the scene was shocking.

    &nbs??At this moment, a statue-like figure appeared.

    At this time, Ye Futian was covered in black, and his lifelessness was extremely strong, and Xia Qingyuan was not much better. The two of them stayed there like two statues, motionless.

    The death tree wrapping their bodies withered rapidly, and the branches and leaves all over the sky were also withering and gradually falling apart.

    The dead air gradually dissipated and flowed into the air.

    "The dead air is about to dissipate." The people outside were shocked, and Yu Sheng stepped directly into the branches and leaves of the ancient tree, smashing it crazily.

    The branches and leaves on these death god trees became extremely fragile and would fall apart when blown.

    Soon, it turned into dust.

    Below, Yu Sheng's body appeared in one place, and beside him, two figures stood there quietly, like two statues.  </div&gt
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