Chapter 1097 Star Tomb [3]

Dozens of blood-colored generals in battle robes were frantically attacking the ancient tree at that moment, I don't know why, seeing the ancient tree at this moment, Wei Yang thought of the tree, the tree that fell in love with the silkworm.

The two have the same form, the same towering clouds, and the same strength, but at the moment, this ancient tree makes Wei Yang's heart full of resentment.

Although he couldn't hear the other party's words, looking at the elf behind the ancient tree, his eyes flashed with a complex look of confusion, anxiety, hope, etc., Wei Yang knew that this ancient tree did not exert all its strength.

And what surprised Wei Yang the most was those blood-robed generals, they turned out to be the blood-robed men who were fearless in the illusion and fought with the enemy, and belonged to the same nation.

I don't know why, Wei Yang suddenly had a sense of self-inflicted relief, and he had a different opinion on the blood-robed general, and even felt that they should be killed and destroyed.

I don't know how long the blood-robed generals attacked, and in the blink of an eye, which blood-robed generals left one after another, obviously they also knew that they couldn't be enemies with this giant tree, and the giant tree didn't even make a move to kill them, which made Wei Yang feel even more angry, not only secretly scolding: stupid, stupid can't be more stupid.

In the blink of an eye, the picture flashed, and those soldiers in gold armor and silver helmets were imprisoned by the turquoise light group, and fluttered to the foot of the giant tree.

In this moment, two factions appeared among the elven population, one group looked at the ancient tree of the god they believed in with angry eyes, and the other was humbled under the ancient tree, cowardly and did not dare to speak.

Those elves with hateful eyes in their eyes finally turned around and left, and did not make any more moves against those soldiers in gold and silver helmets, and it seemed that those soldiers in gold and silver helmets also had some agreement with the ancient tree and chose to live in this world to survive.

The earth once again glowed green, everything was once again calm, it seemed that all the hatred had been forgotten by those elves, and those soldiers with gold armor and silver helmets had also opened up their own homes in this world, and they seemed to live happily in this pure land, and they had forgotten everything they had been.

But Wei Yang knew that this would never be the case, those plants had improved their strength, this world was undoubtedly a huge treasure, and those blood-robed warriors who fled from this place would definitely go and return, and another invasion would be the destruction of this world.

Sure enough, I don't know how long it took, cracks appeared in the sky again, this time the spatial cracks were even bigger, and the ancient tree of the sky also continued to tremble slightly, obviously with the strength of the enemy, which made him feel threatened.

In front of them were still those blood-robed warriors who had fled, but this time behind them, a flying boat appeared, and above the flying boat, huge palaces stood on top of the flying boat, a man with a grim face and a mocking smile flashing at the corner of his mouth, quietly looking down at everything below, his eyes flashing with greed.

Countless gold-armored and silver-helmeted soldiers rushed to the world below, and the dozens of blood-robed generals also shot at the ancient tree again, without the protection of the ancient tree, the whole world once again turned into a sea of hell and suffering, and countless elves suffered from this catastrophe again.

But what made Wei Yang angry was that the ancient tree still hadn't used all his strength, Made, when was it? And talk about your great love, stupid, really stupid.

Even Wei Yang burst out foul language, if he could appear in this real world, he would definitely point at the nose of this ancient tree and scold it, venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.

However, to Wei Yang's surprise, those gold-armored and silver-helmeted soldiers who stayed in this world acted differently, one faction directly stepped forward to stop them, and some of the clansmen who were fighting everywhere cautiously went to the flying boat, bowing down to worship the blood-robed man on the flying boat, as if begging the other party to forgive their sins.

The blood-robed man, smiling softly, but with disgust in the depths of his eyes, stretched out his hand and pointed to the ancient tree, and said something quickly, and those soldiers who were kneeling on the ground had their eyes lit up, picked up the steel knives thrown to them by the blood-robed man, and killed the elves with whom they had befriended in the past.

It was precisely because of this kind of behavior that the ancient tree that seemed to be abiding by something was also angry, and countless branches turned into vines, once again wrapping these soldiers in gold armor and silver helmets, and countless broken branches turned into huge thorns, and countless soldiers were detained in it, such a scene suddenly made the man in the blood robe show a look of horror, as if he did not dare to be an enemy with it.

However, the blood-robed man glanced at it, and in the cage of the world below, those soldiers in gold armor and silver helmets were not in danger of their lives, but with a mocking smile on the corner of their mouths, they stretched out their hands and summoned a blood-colored broadsword, and rushed straight to the giant tree.

A tremor came from the body of the ancient tree, and it seemed that the ancient tree was also angered by this person, but Wei Yang felt boundless anger that the ancient tree was still in a defensive state, and did not kill those blood-robed generals.

Made, Wei Yang, who burst a few foul words one after another, wanted to kill this stupid ancient tree with his own hands, and the anger in his heart made him feel the blood in his body surge, and his face was a blood-red color.

Aggrieved, too tmd's aggrieved, originally you had the strength to kill the other party, but you had to let go of those blood-robed generals, why did you have such a bad result?

You detain those soldiers in gold armor and silver helmets, and make them abandon evil and turn to good, and become the clan spirits of this world, Wei Yang can accept it. Only this TMD Ancient Tree obviously had the means to kill these blood-robed warriors, but it didn't even make a move, so as to give the other party's leader a chance to join forces to kill it, how stupid is this ancient tree?

"Ah, such great love, not great love, stupidity, stupidity."

Seeing the ancient tree being cut down and all the elves being slaughtered, Wei Yang's heart was dripping blood, and the quiet, peaceful, and peaceful atmosphere of this world made Wei Yang feel what it meant to be called a pure land. But at this moment, Wei Yangtu's heart suddenly became heavy, and he couldn't breathe.

Peace is built on strong strength, and it is also the result of countless patron saints of a race who rely on sacrifice and bloodshed.

Love can only treat one's own relatives and friends, and must not be for the enemy, for the enemy should be killed fiercely, they are afraid of killing, and they dare not commit it, this is the responsibility of guarding, this is love. Wei Yang can't do big love, he can only do small love, just like the blood-robed warrior who guarded the family before, it is enough to do this.

At this moment, Wei Yang suddenly wanted to turn back and choose the way that fit the blood-robed general, instead of this seemingly great, but actually stupid way of great love.

And just as Wei Yang watched, after those soldiers in gold armor and silver helmets occupied this world, some of the soldiers in gold armor and silver helmets were actually protecting some elves and fighting against their former clansmen.

After all, under the dispute between the two parties, those soldiers who protected the elves led them out of the corner of one side of the space and survived here humbly.

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