This situation is really weird.

"What kind of supernatural power is this?" asked Yada to himself, but he had never seen or heard of a full moon that could hurt people.

"Escape, you must escape...... Ye Tian felt the continuous dissolution of his body, and immediately had the idea of escaping.

It's just that as soon as his figure moved, immediately, the face on the sky, his eyes suddenly shot a cold gaze.

At the same time, the will in Yang Tian's body crushed out, making Ye Tian feel as if he was carrying a hundred thousand mountains, and he couldn't move his steps at all.

"Xiao Ai, why are you so stupid?" Yang Tian looked down at the Blue Sky Holy Tree that had turned in half, and muttered in a low voice.

He stretched out his hands and collected the Blue Sky Sacred Tree that had turned into two halves.

Then, the Qingtian Sacred Tree re-transformed into a whole, but now the Qingtian Sacred Tree has withered and yellowed, and it is full of dead energy.

On the entire Qingtian Sacred Tree, there were only a few green leaves, and the rest had become dead leaves.

Call!

A gust of wind blew, and the dead leaves on the sacred tree of the blue sky fell one by one.

Everything is like autumn.

The autumn wind was swaying, with a touch of chill, just like Yang Tian's current mood.

Yang Tian stretched out his hand and pressed it on the Qingtian Holy Tree, feeling that there was still Xiao Ai's breath in it, and his heart was slightly relieved.

"Fortunately, Xiao Ai didn't die, but he lost too much vitality in his body, and fell into a ......deep sleep for a while."

Yang Tian muttered in a low voice and looked up at Ye Tian, with a killing intent in his eyes that he had never seen before.

It's just that at the moment, Yetian's whole body has dissolved only one head, and the eyes on the skull are full of fear.

"Death is not enough to make up for the damage you have caused......"

Yang Tian got up and punched directly, and this punch set off a sonic boom and landed on Ye Tian's only remaining head.

Bang!

The head of a half-step martial saint burst straight open.

A half-step martial saint fell directly!

Call!

Yang Tian picked up Xiao Ai's body, the Qingtian Holy Tree, turned into a Changhong, and flew towards the Luoqiu Mountain Range.

After Yang Tian left for a long time, the warships on the Fallen God Sea finally landed, and the army of 10,000 people walked down in batches, walked across the beach, through the forest, and finally came to the flat land where they had been stationed.

Looking at the devastation and corpses all over the ground, the army of 10,000 people of the alien race suddenly let out an exclamation.

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Why did so many people die?"

"If the Martial Saint doesn't come out, who can kill an army of 100,000?"

Between the words, there is a lot of disbelief.

"Lord Yezheng, that is an existence that is infinitely close to the Martial Saint, could it be that he has also fallen?"

"Where has our commander, Lord Yada, gone? This seems to be Lord Yada's sword?"

Near the Fallen God Sea, there is an army of 100,000 people of foreign races, and this news cannot be concealed at all.

Therefore, the Great Wilderness Terran knows, and the thirteen cities also know.

It's just that such a force, unless the Martial Saint makes a move, or there are enough half-step Martial Saints to make a move, it is difficult to be its opponent.

There is another way, that is, the half-step martial saint will lead the army and start a war.

It's just that no matter which way it is, the gains outweigh the losses.

Therefore, during the time that these 100,000 troops of the alien race were stationed, no one came to attack at all.

Right now, with the return of the last army of 10,000 people, the news here immediately swept out in all directions.

Almost all the forces received this astonishing news in about a period of time.

"Someone has exterminated the 100,000 army of the alien race? The half-step martial saints in the 100,000 army have at least exceeded ten, who has such great courage?"

"Could it be that the Martial Saint made a move? That is impossible, the Martial Saint will not make a move easily, once he makes a move, how can he still be alive?"

Soon, the various forces arranged manpower to immediately investigate more detailed information.

……

Falling Autumn Mountains.

Ten thousand trees grow, a lush greenery, and it looks vibrant.

On one of the high mountains, Yang Tian carved out a flat land and planted the Blue Sky Sacred Tree.

In order to make the Qingtian Holy Tree recover better, Yang Tian took out a large number of spirit stones and buried them under the Qingtian Holy Tree.

In this way, there will be enough spirit stones to provide sufficient spiritual energy for the Qingtian Holy Tree.

Yang Tian sat under the Qingtian Holy Tree, quietly feeling the breath emanating from the Qingtian Holy Tree, and his heart was slightly relieved.

Obviously, enough spirit stones are still very helpful for the recovery of the Qingtian Holy Tree.

It's just that Yang Tian roughly calculated that if the Qingtian Holy Wood wants to recover completely, I'm afraid it will take a hundred years.

Really, this time the Qingtian Holy Wood hurt the origin, and even almost died.

It's only because of the special nature that he was spared.

"Whether it is a hundred years, or a thousand years, or even ten thousand years, I will be by your side, waiting for the day when you will fully recover......"

Yang Tian raised his head and poured a sip of strong wine, talking to himself a little drunk.

It's a pity that the Qingtian Holy Wood under him is too weak and has fallen into a deep sleep, and he can't condense Xiao Ai's figure at all.

I can't even speak.

Half a month had passed, and Yang Tian had been staying under the Blue Sky Holy Tree, noticing that the Blue Sky Holy Tree was slowly recovering, although the speed was very slow, but it did not continue to deteriorate.

Yang Tian was a little anxious in his heart, but there was no better way.

Time passed, and another three months passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Yang Tian was cultivating, and at the same time, he separated a part of his divine sense, always paying attention to the Qingtian Holy Tree.

But at this time, Yang Tian opened his eyes and got up to look at the Qingtian Holy Tree.

In more than three months, the Qingtian Holy Wood had recovered a little, and the scars that had originally turned into two halves had gradually faded.

But now, the scar actually reappeared, as if it had deteriorated.

At the same time, the aura emanating from the Blue Sky Sacred Tree no longer contained vitality, but was full of death intent.

"What the hell is going on?" Yang Tian's heart tingled, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Call!

A breeze blew, and the dead leaves on the Qingtian Holy Tree actually fell down one after another, leaving only more than ten green patches in the end.

But then, the more than ten patches of green lost their green color and turned into dead leaves.

Then, the branches and trunks of the Qingtian Divine Tree all lost the breath of life that they should have.

Yang Tian was in a hurry, pressed his hands on the Qingtian Holy Tree, and carefully sensed it, and found that the entire Qingtian Holy Tree, except for the roots, had no breath of life.

"Xiao Ai, what's wrong with you, why did it suddenly get worse?"

Unfortunately, no one answered.

Suddenly, Yang Tian seemed to think of something, and hurriedly took out tens of thousands of spirit stones, dug a pit under the Qingtian Holy Tree, and prepared to bury them.

But after digging up the soil, there are still many spirit stones buried before, and they have not been absorbed yet.

"Don't, don't do this, Xiao Ai, you must be joking with me, right?" Yang Tian said in a lost voice.

(End of chapter)