"Soul Fruit?" In the Origin World, suspended in the air, a great statue that shone like a flame on the heavens and the earth, as if reflecting a face, a pair of wise eyes, through the heavy space, the Soul Tree appeared in front of him.

Its memory is incomplete, and unless it can gather all the origins and fuse the origins, it can be regarded as truly restoring the magical true spirit body.

But in its fragmented memory, there is also some vague impression, this fruit, in ancient times, was called the forbidden fruit.

"This coffin?" the original intention flickered slightly, it saw the living soul fruit, also saw the living spirit tree, and even saw the coffin carrying the living spirit tree, and inexplicably felt familiar.

"An old man from the ancients?"

The original mind sighed, and didn't think about it anymore, because it was useless to think about it, without the unity of Jiuding, its memory would not be restored, and things from ancient times also wanted to start too much.

He was silent for a while, and finally decided to treat the new master better, after all, Shennong Ding had already recognized the master, whether it was willing or not, life and death in the future were one.

The immortality of the artifact has always been pinned on the indestructibility of the artifact, and if the artifact is destroyed, then the artifact will also fall.

The owner of the artifact is Song Shan, Song Shan may not realize it now, but when he realizes it, he can really choose to destroy it or continue in the future.

In Song Shan's mind, he circulated a passage.

"You are careful, the Soul Tree has always been used to guard the tomb, only the life level before death has broken through the immortality, even if you die, you can still live and be alive, and wait for the opportunity to resurrect Nirvana, in order to give birth to an immortal, immortal, and fearless Soul Tree on your own corpse!"

"There is no harm in the spirit tree if it does not invade the sun and the moon, but if the spirit tree breaks through the level of life, he needs to absorb vitality, the so-called vitality, only the living and existing human beings will have vitality!"

"This living soul tree has reached a realm where it can gather spirits, so he will condense the living soul fruit, if it can condense more than a hundred living soul fruits, it can achieve the true spirit of the self, truly break away from the realm of instinctive wildness, and become a wise life!"

"But the condensation of the soul fruit is not so simple, a fruit, a vitality, vitality, never came in vain, only the real living people will exist!"

"In addition, if you want to destroy the Living Spirit Tree, you must fight quickly, don't alarm that corpse, this corpse, even if it is just a trace of residual power, is enough to make the heavens and the earth collapse!"

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Song Shan's pupils contracted suddenly, and he accepted the information of the original idea, and his heart was cold.

One fruit, one life.

What kind of vitality can condense such fruit?

His eyes swept slightly, in this secret room where the coffin was parked, the walls around him were inlaid with star source stones one by one.

The light of these stones makes the ground very clear.

The ground was lost in a patch of sand, and under the sand cover, something like white bones loomed, revealing something.

"Sacrificing life?"

Song Shan suddenly figured it out, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his face was pale, and he said with a little gloomy: "Is this Herrero tribe really willing?"

"What do you mean?"

Fang Nanyi rarely saw such a strong anger on Song Shan's body.

"The bones of a man who were covered with sand on the ground, but who were as white as stones, were human bones, and every fruit hanging from this tree was a sacrifice of a human life. ”

Song Shan said in a gloomy voice: "The Herrero tribe flatters it as a god, but it is devouring the lives of the tribe's people!"

Although this is a matter for black indigenous tribes.

But Song Shan still doesn't want to see that this kind of backward thinking can never be recognized, so the existence of God is sometimes really ignorant.

"The white stones in this place are all human bones?"

The crowd was a little frightened.

"How could their tribe be so cruel?"

"What is the reason for sacrificing one's own people?"

They all live in the most enlightened society of the 21st century, and they can't help but be filled with righteous indignation, and their education makes it impossible for them to extinguish all these morals.

"God, it is to protect the people, not to slaughter the people, it is not worthy of being a god!" The plug that was broken in the back also stepped into the underground palace, and his dark pupils looked at the coffin: "Once we hoped to ask our god to take action to combat the aggressiveness of the Herrero tribe, but the god refused, because it said that in the Herrero tribe, there is an evil existence, it has no power to destroy, only defense, come to think of it, this evil existence, it should be this thing!"

"Boom Boom Boom !!!"

At this time, one by one, the vines slowly moved, and they condensed in mid-air, aiming at the intruders, against the group of intruders who were about to step into the secret room.

The instinctive awakening of the Living Tree.

This living soul tree has gone through infinite years, and it is only one step away from condensing the imprint of the self, achieving the body of the true spirit, jumping the life level of wild instinct, and becoming a member of the intelligent life.

At this time, in the haze, there was only one instinct, and the instinct was to destroy everything that could threaten its existence.

Rumble!!!!

Ten thousand vines danced, constantly knocking on the entire dungeon, and the dungeon had already begun to shake, more and more vibrating.

At this time, a loud voice suddenly sounded.

Roar!

This is the roar of a bear, and the sound waves are so permeable that it seems to be able to reverberate in the dungeon.

"Call someone?"

Song Shan had to admit that this living spirit tree had already initially possessed a spirit, felt the danger, and knew how to call a helper, this instinct was not far from transforming into a true spirit.

"It's called a helper, we're running out of time, you all be careful!"

Song Shan took a deep breath and said, "I'll restrain it, you should rush forward in different directions immediately, the speed must be fast, don't get entangled in these vines, try to find a way to avoid these vines, and then pick the living fruit on it, remember, it is to pick all the living spirit fruits, and leave no one!"

He held the alchemy tripod, and a cluster of dark blue flames burned above the alchemy giant dome.

He has always believed that all things in the world have their own way of existence, so he loves the life of plants, like all living beings.

I never thought that one day I would personally destroy a plant that was about to achieve the true spirit of the self.

But he knew that this living tree could not be left behind.

A man-eating tree.

That's not a spirit, it's a monster.

Can't stay, even if he is desperate today, he must destroy this living spirit tree, only if it is destroyed, his heart will settle down.

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Outside, among the tribes.

In a large hall, Wan Tuo was entertaining Fang Lun, he wondered why Fang Lun didn't come in person, he was familiar with Fang Lun all these years, but he didn't know much about it.

Sometimes he was also very skeptical about whether putting Fang Lun in the tribe was a good thing or a bad thing, but it was undeniable that Fang Lun's existence helped him a lot.

Transporting weapons from the outside came in, he needed Fang Lun's support to do it, and the Herrero tribe wanted to put some treasures from the Death Forest outside and auction them for a high price, and they also needed Fang Lun's support.

Fang Lun was a man of great importance to the Herrero tribe.

But he has always been wary of Fang Lun.

Because he knew that Fang Lun had always had a plan when he came here, and he paid so much, which only showed that he wanted to plot more.

Up and down the Herrero tribe, what can be worthy of Fang Lun's scheme, Wan Tuo can't think of anything else, there are only two, one is the tribe's holy beast, and the other is the existence of the holy spirit.

This is the top secret of the Herrero tribe, and it is also the foundation of the tribe's foothold in the Forest of Death.

Naturally, he couldn't let Fang Lun know.

So all these years, he carefully hid.

"Wan Tuo, I'm here today to say goodbye!" Fang Lun wouldn't let Wan Tuo guess for too long, that would be more vigilant, he smiled slightly, and said, "After so many years, I'm going to leave the underworld and return to the ground!"

"Fang, you are my best friend, you live well, why do you want to leave, I can't greet you?"

Wan Tuo was indeed puzzled.

Fang Lun left like this, is it so simple, what Fang Lun has done for the Herrero tribe all these years, is it really not asking for anything in return.

He even planted Hou Yi, the guardian god of the natural tribe, in the tribe, and when he grew up in the future, he would inevitably become another god who guarded the tribe.

That's so helpful.

"Wan Tuo, thank you for your hospitality all these years, it's not that I don't want to be here, but there are still some things waiting for me outside!" Fang Lun said softly: "I can't hide here all the time, it will bring trouble to the Herrero tribe!"

"Fang, you underestimate me too much, our Herrero tribe, to friends, but the best!"

Wantuo is still a little vigilant.

Boom Boom Boom !!!!

Suddenly, there was a slight tremor on the ground.

"Roar!"

A loud roar rang out among the tribe.

"What's going on?" Wan Tuo snapped, his pupils bursting with a cold light.

"Chief, something has happened in the dungeon, the holy beast is crazy, and even the high priest can't suppress it!"

"What?"

Wan Tuo panicked.

"Chief, someone has secretly lifted up the Tree of Life, wounded our warriors, and killed four of them!" said a tribal warrior.

"Who?"

Wantuo was completely furious.

"It seems to be Fang's man!" the warrior glanced at Fang Lun.

"Fang, you?"

Wan Tuo's eyes narrowed, and he glanced at Fang Lun suddenly.

"Do it!"

Fang Lun opened his mouth silently, and with an order, more than a dozen figures around him swept out directly, and in all directions in the hall, more than 20 personal guards, all of them were knocked down within thirty seconds, and they were all driven out with a dagger.

This group of demons seems to be walking in the area, walking in blood, which is terrifying.

"Fang Lun, even if you kill me, you won't be able to get out of the tribe!" Wan Tuo's black eyes were blood-red, and every inch of blood crawled in his pupils, glaring at Fang Lun angrily, screaming with all his might.

"Wantuo, you stay quiet for a while!"

Fang Lun made a move, one move to defeat the enemy, directly controlled Wantuo in his hands, whether it was strength or speed, it was stronger than Wantuo, and within ten steps, it was effortless to suppress Wantuo.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Wan Tuo glared at Fang Lun angrily.

"It's nothing, just let you be quiet for a while, let the warriors of your tribe also be quiet for a while, it's as simple as that!" Fang Lun said softly.

"The dungeon?"

Wan Tuo suddenly came to his senses: "You are fighting the idea of our ministry to land in the palace, you want the divine fruit of the Holy Spirit, I should have thought of it a long time ago, only the divine fruit of resurrection can make people like you stay in our tribe for so long!"

"Shh

Fang Lun's facial expression just made a quiet posture, and then said softly: "You be quiet, otherwise I may not be able to control not to cut off your tongue!"

"You ......"

Wan Tuo was afraid, he had seen Fang Lun's terrible, so he would be afraid, he knew that Fang Lun's words were never a threat, he was afraid of death, he was afraid that Fang Lun would do what he said, and he swallowed his anger with grievance.

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In the dungeon.

Song Shan's steps were light, and he entered the secret room directly, but as soon as he entered the secret room, he felt a completely different feeling on the ground, this kind of sand was actually a kind of quicksand.

"Watch out for the ground!" Song Shan quickly alerted his friends.

"Moving sand?"

And they were amazed.

"Hide!"

By this time, the vines had already been killed, and they quickly hid.

Song Shan has a keen sense of touch, Fang Nan's body is soft, Xu Shaowu, Han Jun, and Lei Wu are very quick to predict danger, and Sai, he seems to be born to be able to integrate with any environment, even sand.

So the fluttering vines, and the sand that turned, didn't hurt them.

However, it was difficult for them to reach the coffin, and the sand on the ground was troublesome, like quicksand, which would not swallow them, but it could hold them down.

There is something under their feet to hold them, making it very difficult for them to take every step, and if they want to pass, even if they are exhausted, they may not be able to get by.

How to get past is a more troublesome matter, and we have to think of a way.

Otherwise, it will be very troublesome.

"Lao Xu, borrow strength!"

Song Shan let out a low snort.

"It's coming!" Xu Shaowu jumped a step and made a movement.

Song Shan ran up, jumped in the air, and then landed where Xu Shaowu's hands were crossed, Xu Shaowu's hands were forced, and the huge force directly threw him over like a parabola.

Song Shan's body dodged a tree vine in mid-air, and lightly landed on a white bone next to the coffin, but it didn't fall on the quicksand point.

"Great!"

He shouted angrily, and the alchemy tripod in his hand swelled.

"The fire of refining medicine has burned the whole world and ignited it for me!"

Song Shan directly suppressed the alchemy tripod on the coffin, and then lit the alchemy fire, he has experience, once the alchemy fire is lit, it will burn all the medicinal materials.

The vine of the Soul Tree is also a kind of medicinal material.

It will make the fire of alchemy burn automatically.

"Zizi Zizi !!!"

In the secret room, there were bursts of sounds that seemed to come from under the Nine Shadows, and some of them were like moaning in pain, which made people feel very painful.

All the vines lost their power at once, as if they had all fallen on the sand, the coffin began to shake, and the living tree continued to let out cries of pain.

Water and fire do not invade, then look at what kind of fire, the fire of refining medicine is the natural nemesis of all plants in the world.

"Quick!"

Song Shan shouted: "That's the time, pick the fruit!"

"Good!"

Xu Shaowu, Han Jun, Lei Wu, Fang Nanyi, and Sai all moved quickly, aiming at the crystal clear creatures like villains, and began to pick them.