"Cholimpass, meeting is fate, take Amunruth to live. This is a small gift that can help you greatly improve your mental strength. Don't try to get revenge when you don't have enough strength, and if I have the chance, I'll help Amunruth and them get justice. ”

With a faint look of hope, Yevre asked Lias to set up a shield.

After a day, both the Intense Sleeping Technique and the cave's protective measures will be lifted automatically.

I hope Amunsiri can live in peace.

I can't help it, and I can't take her with me all the time.

As for the Giant Tree Forest, which belongs to the secret shared by himself and Lias, it is impossible to bring them in.

"Lias, you said there were a lot of severed limbs in the canyon, right?"

"It's really a lot! It is estimated that the coercion of the Heavenly Rank powerhouse is at work, and there are no other predators coming to eat. Even a handful of small bugs have disappeared. ”

Lias nodded affirmatively, guessing what Yevre meant.

After all, the elf template of Jolimpass is temporarily unavailable, and you have to find the elves around the upper realm of the Xuan Rank to meet the bloodline requirements.

Yevre glanced at Amunsiri in distress, then left the temporary cave without looking back, and accompanied by Lias, he once again transformed into a Vigret Flying Eagle, concealed his body, and flew straight to the Elven Canyon twenty thousand miles away.

Flying at full speed, without encountering any danger, I came to the outside of the canyon smoothly.

Nearly five hundred miles away from the Elven Canyon, Yevre was keenly aware of three strong auras.

Two of them are Heaven-rank demonic beasts, and the remaining one is a Heaven-rank demon.

Sensing the difference between the three breaths with all his might, deeply engraved in his mind, Yevre continued to move forward with a pale face.

The hidden cave in the past has completely collapsed, and the steep cliffs on both sides of the canyon have also collapsed, and countless boulders have smashed into the canyon, turning the canyon beyond recognition.

The once bustling fruit trees and vines have been shattered.

The blood-stained canyon, accompanied by countless torn limbs and severed arms, swayed wantonly among the rubble.

Without any breath of life, the heavy pressure hovered over the canyon and never dissipated for a long time.

Looking at the scattered corpses, Yevre was silent for a long time.

There were no knife wounds or sword wounds, as if they had been torn apart by a hand.

There are also a few intact corpses, which were killed directly by the aftermath of the battle.

After a week of searching around in silence, Yevre finally found the body of the Elven Grand Elder.

Except for the completely shattered head, the rest of the elven elven elder's parts were still firmly attached to the cliff wall.

The elven elven elder with broken limbs and shattered internal organs hung silently like this, and he didn't know if he had seen the complete decline of the tribe.

Bending respectfully and saluting, Yevre resolutely turned around and pieced together a dozen acquaintances who could be found by Amunrus, Ou Brizia, Pasley, etc., and then troubled Lias and held an otherworldly cremation.

The remaining ashes were put into a golden silk landscape wood grain plate, and then placed in the underground river.

This life is over, may the next life be well.

After reining in his suppressed mood, Yevre continued to look for the traces of the Xuan-level natural mage.

Tossed back and forth several times, with excellent memory, he recalled the faces of more than 100 Xuan-level natural mages one by one.

The Emperor lived up to his painstaking efforts, and Yevre finally found the three corpses of the Xuan-rank mages that were still intact.

One body in the middle realm of the Xuan Rank, and two in the upper realm of the Xuan Rank.

It's a pity that there is only one male elf corpse, fortunately it is the upper realm of the Xuan Rank, otherwise Yevre will really have to transform into a women's clothing boss.

Alone and silently probing the differences between the elven mage's corpse and comparing it with Cholimpass's body, in less than an hour, Yevre succeeded in sketching a new three-dimensional picture.

Since the cooldown time for the transformation had not yet arrived, Yevre, who had recovered the body of the cowardly demon, silently gathered all the remaining corpses.

It took hours to clean them up one by one, and then the raging flames rose and soared into the sky with boundless resentment.

Yevre could feel that unwillingness, that sadness.

It was not easy to escape here, but once again ushered in destruction.

In front of the Heavenly Rank Demonic Beasts, a handful of weak elves were powerless to resist at all, and Cholimpas and Amon Sili, if they hadn't been lucky enough to stay outside the canyon, I'm afraid they would have followed in the footsteps of the same.

After praying silently for a while, Yevre did not know whether to express his grief to "Sanqing, God, or Allah".

The hunting wind struck, bringing up dust from all over the place, but it could not blow away Yevre's sorrow.

After quietly throwing a pile of ashes into the dark river, and stopping for a moment without saying a word, Yevre deleted the Xuanjie Chameleon template and placed the Xuanjie Upper Realm Elf template into it.

Fortunately, I haven't used this template permission, otherwise I wouldn't have had the opportunity to choose a new template now.

It's a bit early to have a collective rotation opportunity every year.

The spell was activated, and the elf, which was exactly the same as the corpse of the elf lying on the ground, appeared in its place.

After getting a little familiar with the body that was somewhat similar to his own body, and perceiving the talent called natural affinity, Yevre crossed his knees on the ground and visualized the psychic sacred tree again.

The unfathomable, majestic spiritual power of the vast ocean continues to outline the giant trees that hold the sky and the earth.

The majestic trunk is easily completed, and thousands of branches are formed one by one, and even the dense leaves are constantly emerging.

When Yevre finished outlining the giant tree roots protruding from the ground, the soul space suddenly trembled violently, and then next to the materialized book, a miniature version of the illusory psychic sacred tree appeared.

The miniature sacred wood is lifelike, but there are still some small details that are not in place and there are deviations.

Excitedly, Yevre continued to refine the details according to the practice of the visualization diagram.

Engrossed in Yevre, he forgot the time, forgot the years, and kept contemplating the spiritual sacred wood that gradually solidified little by little, until it was dark in front of him, and he withdrew from the soul space.

"Yevre, did you really succeed? You've been in the program for almost eight hours, have you gained anything?"

Lias, who had nothing to do and wandered around, finally waited for the moment when Yevre woke up, and hurriedly asked.

"Success! I barely got started with the visualization map, and successfully sketched out the shape of the psychic sacred wood. ”

Yevre slowly straightened out a pair of long legs, then slowly straightened up, looked at the corpse in front of him with a complicated expression, and then replied faintly.

"The soul needle seems to have solidified a little, and it is not as fat as before. ”

If the previous soul needle was a carrot, now it is missing a few traces of skin.

Yevre sent the corpse in front of him into the dark river, and then searched around for the remaining materials, and found a few local level exercises in the secret room, as well as some rare ores, plants, and demon cores, and floated into the air, dancing desperately in the sky.

Giant rocks were cut and then obscured from the Elven Canyon.

Dust covered the mournful Elven Canyon, and it took Jevre a day to make a huge mound out of countless boulders, and at the same time cover the canyon.

With the help of spiritual power, the elven body, which weighed less than three hundred pounds, floated quietly in the air, with a complicated expression after a while, and after bending down and bowing again, Yevre and Lias left this sad place directly.

Without paying attention to the future of Cholimpass and Amon Siri, the two flew all the way to the Giant Tree Forest.

Whether it's a heaven-level demon or a demonic beast in the mortal stage, where is it important to have your own strength.

Hunting and killing a few earth-level pinnacle realm demonic beasts along the way, completely filling the dimensional space of Lias, Yevre came to the white mist wall steadily, and once again used the strange grass to force away the living white mist, and went to the psychic sacred tree that covered the sky and the sun.

With memory visualization, where there is a face-to-face effect, it is good.

Flying in the silence of the forest of giant trees, except for the breeze from nowhere, gently stirring the rustling leaves, Yevre's heart was finally not so heavy.

Staying a hundred miles away from the Psychic Sacred Tree, Yevre kept jumping up and down, and the Psychic Sacred Tree at the bottom of the tree trunk was more than ten miles, and the treetops were deep into the clouds, and he carefully observed it again and again.

The naked eye and spiritual power came out together, from far and near from the whole to the part, slowly experiencing the majesty and silence of the psychic holy tree.

After a baptism of body and mind, Yevre, who was full of life, tossed back and forth for almost fifteen hours, hastily made some boiled meat slices from the peak realm of the ground level, and after eating and drinking, he continued to visualize the psychic holy tree.

I don't know if it's the psychic sacred tree right in front of me, or if Yevre's spiritual power is too strong, and the progress of the contemplation is extremely rapid.

In less than five hours, he entered the stage of spiritual liquid, which was comparable to the second level of the "Heavenly Fire Meditation Technique".

However, the spiritual power that used to have a little warmth suddenly rebelled en masse.

A hint of pale green, with a hint of vitality, constantly permeates the soul space.

The nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine soul needles that were carrot-like before, were all scattered by Yevre.

As he kept visualizing the Psychic Sacred Tree, a small lake appeared in the soul space.

Yevrefo came to his heart, went back to his roots, and reversed all the solidified spiritual power back to liquid.

The traces left by the "Heavenly Fire Meditation Technique" slowly faded, and were gradually covered by the wisps of vitality.

Fifteen days in a flash, except for cooking a few meals for Lias, it was a tribute to his previous work.

If it weren't for Lias, with his rough soul attack, he would definitely not be able to get the Mortal Stage Technique from Cholimpass's mouth.

Anyway, Yevre searched carefully several times, but he didn't find the handwritten version of the Mortal Stage Exercises.

And Jolimpass, as the second natural mage in the elven tribe, can be said to be the successor of the elven elven elder, and it is not surprising that he can know the practice of the metamorphosis period passed down by word of mouth.

The Elven Elven Elder's staff, still intact, was found by Jevre from the corner of the rubble, and was lying peacefully in the storage ring.

It's a pity that Yevre is reluctant to use the skill proficiency to make an appraisal, and he doesn't know the specific information of the staff.

However, it must not be a heaven-level magic weapon, otherwise it will be your turn to pick up the leak.

In fifteen days, the originally illusory psychic holy tree has been condensed into substance, and from the outside, it is almost exactly the same as the psychic holy tree standing on the top of the sky.

As for the inside, except for the Xuan-rank leaves, the earth-level scale armor, and some of the bark, Yevre still doesn't know.

But even so, Yevre re-entered the realm of spiritualization.

The small lake before was gone, replaced by a green soul needle the thickness of 100,000 chopsticks.

The soul needle that has been compressed repeatedly has not only improved its tenacity, but also its effect has changed slightly.

Not only can it be used as a spiritual attack to shatter the enemy's soul space, but it can also slightly heal soul damage.

This kind of change simply made Yevre overjoyed, not to mention more, his mental power recovery speed increased by fifty percent.

However, due to the large increase in the number of soul needles, Yevre is not so easy to control, and mistakes often occur.

Either they deviated from the target, or the interval between the attacks was inappropriate, creating a hole.

And at this moment, Yevre found that the speed of his cultivation concept had dropped rapidly, and he had simply changed from a racing car to a triple jumper.

I asked Lias, but was despised for it.

"You really think you are a genius, even if you change to a pig, with the spiritual power comparable to the Heavenly Rank Upper Realm, as well as the realm-level Spiritual Sacred Wood and the Mortal Stage Exercises, you can also have such speed. After all, this is only a reconstruction, not a high-rise building from the ground, without any foundation. ”