What caught my eye was a huge blood dragon tree, with thick branches, like a towering mountain, looking up, this blood dragon tree actually went straight into the sky, and there was no top in sight.

At the branches of the trunk of the tree, wooden houses stood there, and in each wooden house, a thousand-year-level Blood Dragontree clan was inhabited.

The enormity of this Blood Dragon Tree can be seen from this!

Ning Chuan looked at this giant tree carefully, and his heart was also turbulent, the trunk of this tree was actually hundreds of thousands of times thicker than the thousand-year-old blood dragon tree, the strength of blood three was equivalent to the late stage of the Spirit Void Realm, so how strong was this huge blood dragon tree?

Maybe this tree has already reached the legendary god realm, right? The more Ning Chuan thought about it, the more shocked he became.

At this moment, Blood Three stretched out the palm formed by the condensed trunk of the tree and touched it on the trunk of the huge Blood Dragon Tree.

A moment later, a huge rattan fell from above, rolling up Ning Chuan and the others to the top of the giant tree.

Here, there is a black and red hall, about thousands of zhang high, tens of thousands of meters in circumference, magnificent, mighty......

One rattan after another, Ning Chuan and the others were sent to the door of the main hall, and they quietly retreated like spiritual snakes.

Boom...... Boom......

The sound of dull footsteps sounded, as if stepping on a person's heart, and two huge Blood Dragon Tree people walked out of the main hall, like chickens, and brought Ning Chuan and the others into the main hall.

In the main hall, more than a dozen Blood Dragon Tree people were lined up on both sides, all of them were more than 1,500 years old, and their whole bodies exuded an incomparably powerful aura, each of which was as powerful as Weng Futu, and even stronger than Weng Futu.

And at the end of the hall, on the throne about a few feet high, there sat an old man wearing a blood-red robe, the skin of his whole body showed a strange bark-like, and his hair was actually made of countless rattans.

The old man sat there quietly, without any breath emanating from it, but it gave people an extremely terrifying feeling, as if as long as he blew a breath, he could instantly kill the Great Perfection of the Spirit Void Realm.

"Humanoid Blood Dragon Tree Man!" Ning Chuan's pupils shrank, and his expression instantly became solemn, this old man's cultivation definitely surpassed the Spirit Void Realm.

I didn't expect that in this secret realm of Tongtian, there would be a strong person of this level.

Just as Ning Chuan was looking at the old man on the throne, more than a dozen Blood Dragon Tree people in the main hall were also coldly observing him and the rest of the many geniuses.

"Humans, you are not welcome in the Blood Dragon Ancestral Land!"

"That's right! Humans are just as annoying as that eight-winged purple cloud beast!"

"Kill them and give them to the ancestral tree as nourishment!"

More than a dozen Blood Dragon Tree people all had unkind faces, exuding cold killing intent, and they were eager to pounce on them immediately and tear Ning Chuan and the others to pieces.

Seeing this scene, Ning Chuan's eyes flashed, and his intuition told him that it was very likely that something unpleasant had happened between the Blood Dragon Tree and the human race.

"Patriarch, please allow the Blood Feud to take action, kill these hateful humans, and then risk our Great Ancestral Tree!" a self-proclaimed Blood Feud Blood Dragon Tree man stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and asked the old man on the throne for instructions.

"Silence!" the old man waved his hand, his half-open and half-closed eyes, which were finally completely open at this moment.

Ning Chuan just glanced at the old man's eyes, and his soul almost collapsed, those eyes seemed to contain a universe, deep and mysterious, and with boundless terrifying pulling power.

The old man on the throne glanced around the crowd, and finally stopped his gaze on the eight-winged purple cloud beast, and said lightly: "Little guy, you are so naughty! From today onwards, you will be punished for three years facing the wall, and after three years, you will be free again!"

After that, he pointed out from a dozen feet away.

Immediately after, the mouth of the eight-winged purple cloud beast suddenly became uncontrollable, and it opened directly, and a mass of treasures that emitted a brilliant light flew out of its mouth, turned into a streamer, and fell into the hands of the old man in a flash.

The eight-winged purple cloud beast suddenly showed a painful look, in its opinion, as long as it was eaten into its stomach, it had completely become his personal belongings, how could it be possible to spit it out?

However, in the face of the supreme old man of the Blood Dragon Tree Clan, the eight-winged purple cloud beast put away its pride and cunning very familiarly, and at the moment it was quiet like a cat, lying there motionless.

After recovering the Blood Dragon Tree Clan's treasure, the old man turned his gaze to Ning Chuan again, and said with a smile: "Interesting, this little guy of the Eight-Winged Purple Cloud Beast is not an ordinary pride, it can make it obediently recognize you as its master, it seems that you are also very unusual!"

"The predecessor praised it falsely!" In the face of such praise, Ning Chuan spoke calmly, without the slightest smugness. This old guy's temper hasn't been figured out yet, so it's better to be careful.

The old man on the throne was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "You have some fate with the little guy of the eight-winged purple cloud beast, but you can only stop here, after all, it is the descendant of an old friend of this seat back then, you now untie the contract with it, and face the wall for another year, this seat can let you go!"

As soon as the words fell, the eight-winged purple cloud beast was immediately unhappy, he had already stayed in this space enough, and finally found an opportunity to leave here, and this guy named Feng Ning was also very reliable, how could he just watch the opportunity fly away?

However, anger is anger, the eight-winged purple cloud beast doesn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere at the moment, the old guy on the throne is too strong, so powerful that he can kill it in seconds with a single look.

At this time, Ning Chuan also frowned tightly, the eight-winged purple cloud beast recognized him as the master, it was a matter of wishful thinking, this old man decided like this, I am afraid it is too domineering.

What's more, this old man also let Ning Chuan stay on this ground for a year, and after waiting for a year, I am afraid that the trial of the road to heaven will have already ended, and Ning Chuan's plan to go to the bone prison through the trial will also be ruined.

The next road to heaven trial will have to wait for another three years, and after three years, I'm afraid that everyone in the Wind Gang will already be dead, right?

Thinking of this, Ning Chuan frowned and said, "Senior, I'm sorry, I can't accept either of these two conditions!"

"Huh?" It seemed that he didn't expect Ning Chuan to answer like this, and the old man on the throne suddenly showed a look of astonishment, and after a short period of astonishment, the old man's gaze suddenly became cold.

As the master of the Blood Dragon Tree clan, one of the supergiants in this secret realm, no one has ever dared to disobey him, not to mention that he is still a human in front of him, a human in the early stage of the Spirit Void Realm.

"Human, you should be killed!" The tree people on both sides of the main hall were also furious, the patriarch was their god, and the words spoken by the gods did not allow any disobedience.

"Drag it out and cut it off, and sacrifice the flesh and blood to the ancestral tree!"

"He must die!"

More than a dozen tree people shouted one after another, and the killing intent in their bodies rose, as if they had turned into substance, and they crushed towards Ning Chuan.

Under this fierce killing intent, Ning Chuan's face was also slightly pale, the background of the Blood Dragon Tree clan was too strong, and most of the more than ten tree people in front of him were equivalent to the cultivation of the small consummation of the Spirit Void Realm, and when they were put in the Earth Emperor City, they were all super strong people who shocked the side, and the remaining few tree people were even more unfathomable, and it was very likely that they had reached the Great Perfection of the Spirit Void Realm, even compared with Wei Qianxing, the first powerhouse in the Earth Emperor City, it was not much better.

What's more, on the throne of that hall, there is still an old man with bottomless strength.

Under such coercion, even if Ning Chuan has many hole cards, he is at a loss.

"Human boy, you have already seen that the Blood Dragon Tree clan does not have a good impression of humans!" The old man on the throne also spoke in a cold tone at the moment, and he was no longer as polite as before, "This seat can give you a chance to live, it is already open, I hope you can take advantage of it!"

Under the oppression of the terrifying killing intent, Ning Chuan's face was slightly pale, and cold sweat continued to drip from his forehead.

But despite this, Ning Chuan still insisted: "The conditions offered by the seniors, the juniors will be difficult to obey!"

The old man's face turned completely cold, and then he waved his sleeve robe, not saying more.

"Human, die!" the tree-man who had once called himself a blood feud stepped forward, his huge mountain-like palm about to be snapped down.

Roar......

Seeing this scene, the eight-winged purple cloud beast's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and it wanted to fight hard, but its strength had already been sealed by the old man, and at this moment, except for roaring, it couldn't even move its body at all.

"Old man, quickly let your subordinates stop this divine beast!, otherwise this divine beast will hate you for the rest of your life!" The eight-winged purple cloud beast struggled desperately, but to no avail, it could only shout.

The old man on the throne just smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry, little guy, before you get your contract, this seat will not let them kill this kid, it's just a pain of flesh and skin, I'm afraid it's inevitable!"

"Old man...... You dare to hit my master!" the eight-winged purple cloud beast flicked its hooves like thunder.

But the old man on the throne ignored it, and waved his hand again at the blood feud in the hall who was ready to make a move, although it was not possible to kill this kid now, but it was no problem for him to have only half a life left.

At that time, it will be much easier to take out the contract of the eight-winged purple cloud beast from this kid's soul.

Blood Feud received the order, and the huge palm slashed through an afterimage, falling fiercely towards Ning Chuan.

Call......

The strong wind blew in his face, blowing Ning Chuan's clothes and hair flying, and the huge palm like a mountain peak, in a flash, had reached the top of Ning Chuan's head.

The next moment, Ning Chuan was about to be seriously injured.

"Master!" the eight-winged purple cloud beast roared, its eyes red as blood.

Chu Tiandu and many other geniuses were like ashes, once Ning Chuan was seriously injured or died, they would also be trapped in this Blood Dragon Tree ancestral land and become slaves of the Blood Dragon Tree clan.

At this critical moment, Ning Chuan also suddenly raised his head, looked at the tree people in the hall, and said coldly: "You have completely angered me!"

After that, the golden light on his chest flashed, and the whole person instantly turned into a golden man.