Time was pressing, and the power of darkness was so powerful that it exceeded Song Qingxiao's expectations, so that although she wanted to hear the 'Moon' Sage continue to talk about the ideals in his heart, the next moment, she ruthlessly interrupted the 'Moon' Sage's speech.

"Then why, do you end up betraying your ideals?"

When she asked this, the half of the 'Moon' Sage's face showed a look of guilt and sadness.

He was like a child who had done something wrong, and was being harshly reprimanded by adults.

"I didn't live up to my promise...... "The sadness in his eyes overflowed, and his high-spirited head slowly drooped.

The black fleshy tentacles on his lower lip began to move, and when he lowered his head, they adhered to his upper lip, forming an inextricable connection, as if they wanted to seal his upper lip as well.

Realizing this, he looked up again, and between his lips opening and closing, the sticky strands of silk were ripped out of the plump upper lip, elongated, broken, and finally turned into black gas, retreating back to his chin.

But between this tug, the upper lip of the 'moon' sage was already mottled with blood, which showed the intensity of his previous struggle.

"Promise?" Song Qingxiao has faintly grasped the core of the problem, but she still needs something to corroborate.

After this experience, the voice of the 'moon' sage could not hide the color of exhaustion:

"'Ri' is responsible for bringing light and hope to the people of the mainland."

He tilted his head, a lip wide open above him, unwilling to let the whiskers that squirmed upwards from his lower lip touch.

The blood in the upper lip gradually stops, forming a scar.

These words may have been piled up in his heart for too long, and no one has spoken, and when someone listens, although he seems to be very difficult between breaths, he still tries to speak:

"And I, on the other hand, am responsible for absorbing the pain, sickness, and worries in people's hearts—"

When Song Qingxiao heard this, she frowned:

"Impossible."

She said very decisively: "There is always a time when human power is exhausted. ”

Even if it is the negative energy in one's heart, it needs to be digested, which is enough to consume a lot of energy.

Even if they are blessed with a monk, after embarking on the path of cultivation, they are all susceptible to the problems of the breeding demons, and the more they cultivate to the later stage, the easier it is to fall into the demons.

It's too much time to take care of yourself, let alone carry it for others.

According to the monk, after the evil dragon was expelled, although the entire continent ushered in a new life, at the same time, the ravages of the evil dragon still left endless pain.

The blood of the heroes and the death of their relatives have brought a lot of grief to all ethnic groups on the mainland who have survived the catastrophe.

Under such circumstances, the sage of the 'moon' wants to carry the negative emotions of the whole continent with the power of one person, which is tantamount to an idiot's dream.

"Wait—"

Song Qingxiao's first reaction was impossible, but when she saw the huge 'black tree' out of the corner of her eye, an unbelievable thought came to her heart:

"You won't really carry all the pain, sickness, despair and sorrow of all people!"

Even if he was as rational and calm as Song Qingxiao, his eyes widened in disbelief when he said this.

In the blue eyes of the 'moon' sage, there seemed to be sadness overflowing:

"It turns out that human power is always limited?" He whispered, as if muttering to himself, "I'm not a god yet, and I'm overestimating myself." ”

A sadness escaped from his eyes, stirring up the black qi beneath him even more violently.

"Woo-woo-"

Wails rang out one after another in all directions, as if in harmony with his self-talk.

'Boom! ’

The ground began to shake again, and the shock became more and more intense, even pulling the 'giant tree' that emerged from the center of the abyss.

The tree pole shook slightly, and the ghost's wailing became louder and louder.

In the midst of the churning black gas, the looming faces on the surface of the tree pole became clearer.

One by one, the heads emerged from the tree pole like spores, stretching their necks like the sages of the Moon.

They are not limited to humans, but also elves, winged people, and all kinds of monsters.

But without exception, at this time, they maintained their miserable form before death.

The wail of the monster combined with the cry of the necromancy, and in the sound of 'fluttering', a fist-sized bloody hole appeared on the main pole of the 'giant tree'.

Foul-smelling black blood gushed out of the cavern like a boiling spring, and the force of the impact tore through the cavern, making it bigger and bigger—until it became a cavern of great proportion.

'Whoa--whoa!' ’

Amid the sound of 'gurgling' blood, a terrible beast roar rang out from within the cavern.

'Plop! Thump! ’

The rhythm of the plasma gushing was like an erupting spring, large chunks of rotting flesh wrapped in thick black blood.

The head of a hideous, half-rotting bone dragon emerged from the deep cavern of the 'Giant Tree', its decaying body grinding against the tree poles with a scalp-tingling sound.

With a roar, the flesh and skin of the bone dragon were ground off, and the blood plasma rolled down, drenching the screaming undead below.

The closer you get to the place of the Moon Sage, the more miserable the shape of these undead looks.

They may be victims of the dragon's reign and are full of resentment.

Beneath the skull, it may be a severed limb or a hollowed-out belly.

The intestines poured out of the abdominal cavity, and the black blood gushed out with a thick stench, turning into a viscous asphalt-like liquid that flowed down the branches of the 'giant tree'.

The remnants of the spirits beneath the 'giant tree' were forced to accept the watering of these dark forces, and let out even more helpless screams and cries.

The lower the creature, the more difficult it is to escape the fate of being 'polluted' twice, curled up at the bottom of the darkness, repeatedly irrigated by black gas, and the heavier the aura becomes.

The long branches began to wriggle again, and faces crawled out of the thick roots at the same time.

A body with a severed limb and few arms crawled out from the roots, screaming sharply to escape from this 'life', but the thick black gas formed a deadly attraction, binding their feet firmly to the roots of the 'giant tree'.

Their bodies have become one with the black 'giant tree', and no matter how hard they try, they are still pulled by the dense black horn tentacles, and it is difficult to escape.

There was an extremely terrifying scene on the ground and in mid-air, and tens of millions of undead crawled out of the tree poles amid the sound of crying.

Large streams of black blood gushed out of their bodies and flowed down the stems, nearly submerging the roots of the 'giant tree', making it difficult for every undead to escape.

Black blood forms a sea and submerges the roots.

"Woo-woo-"

"Ahh

Painful cries and terrible cries formed a terrifying sound that reverberated throughout the Abyssal Territory.

A black sea of blood rippled, and the dead ghost reached out to the people in the sky.

At this time, the abyssal territory was tantamount to a hell cave, and even a well-informed trialist was shocked by this terrible scene.

The flames spewed out by the dragon in the sky were reflected in a strange purple and black beneath the endless sea of blood rippling underneath the ground.

The stench permeated the entire territory, and even if the trialists blocked their five senses, the stench could still reach their hearts.

The tree poles shook violently, and the wriggling 'tree vines' were like huge tentacles, arching high.

With the sound of 'boom, boom, boom', the incomparably heavy tree pole was 'supported' by these dozens of thick tentacles, and began to slowly rise into the air.

"Tree, tree moves......"

The Taoist priest only felt that his throat was bitter, he was born in Tianyimen, and he practiced the art of slaying demons and eliminating demons.

But the resentment aura here is too strong, and it has formed a demonic aura that is so thick that it can't be dissolved, which is far from what he can resist with his current strength.

Dozens of thick 'giant tree' roots were buried under the vast ocean, and dense skeleton wraiths raised their heads and stared into the air with a pair of empty eyes.

The surging black waves rippled slightly, black juice pouring through their half-rotten nasal cavities, then pouring out of their eye sockets, and finally submerging into the sea.

"This is—" The swordsman felt his throat churn, the pungent smell and the horrific hellish scene before him repeatedly irritating his heart and making his face twitch:

"The ocean that disappeared before?"

The Six Saints had also trampled on the waters of the Abyss Territory, and they were almost swallowed up by such 'sea waters'.

The swordsman felt that his whole body was not good at the thought of the source of these 'sea waters', and then flowing from the abyssal territory to the dark river, and the sea had swallowed the same 'water' when he had been sleepy before.

But this is not the time to care about such 'little things'.

The giant vine soaked in the black water held the tree pole high, making this 'giant tree' that grew out of the abyss instantly form a 'living' moving monster!

"Woo-woo-"

"Whew-"

"Roar!"

The cries of the unjust souls were incessant, and the stench became stronger and stronger.

Even if he held his breath, this stench was like a carriel attached to the bone, and it still penetrated into everyone's nasal cavity endlessly.

It stinks!

This stench seems to have materialized, forming a gray mist that is difficult to disperse, and greedily moving in the direction of every living being.

Song Qingxiao couldn't bear it anymore, she raised her palm and covered her mouth and nose.

But that didn't work!

The stench combined with the breath of the dead attached to the surface of each person's body, burrowing into the flesh and blood along the pores, and getting thicker and thicker.

Covering your nose doesn't work, and you can't get rid of this stench by closing your five senses.

This stench is not really an olfactory stimulus, but comes from the ubiquitous 'evil' in the abyss, which is difficult to avoid.

Song Qingxiao is in the abyss, this kind of stink and demonic qi originate from the same source, and if you don't solve the root cause, you will never be freed from it.

Thinking of this, she let go of the hand covering her nose.

The gray mist attacked the Holy Light Shield, and the Holy Maiden and the others were almost unable to support it.

The blue spirit butterfly was covered with gray particles, which made the huge spirit butterfly's body covered, and the light was already very faint.

The ice dragon was corroded by the power of darkness, and its body turned into drops of gray-black water, which poured into the ocean.

'Crunch-'

'Crunch-'

In the strange sound, Song Qingxiao heard a noise from above his head.

She looked up, and her complexion changed at this glance.

Above the head, several black vines stretched out from the black mist, and countless resentful spirits were strung together, and the rattans were like fruit-bearing branches, and the undead and skeletons collided with each other as they swung, making a crisp sound.

The cold black juice dripped down, and more and more rattans were pulled out, stretching densely like an overwhelming place, forming a terrifying huge cage that filled the entire abyss territory!

Lucifer, who had been acting extremely calm since entering the Abyss Territory, finally changed his face when he saw this dense cage.

He leaned over and reached out to pat the dragon beneath him on the back.

The dragon seemed to sense his intentions, and fluttered its wings to fly.

'Boom-'

The wind blew between the two giant wings, and the skeletal ghost heads and bloody tentacles hanging from the rattans above shook wildly.

The faces on the 'giant tree' seemed to smell fresh flesh and smiled.

One arm after another reached out and grabbed the dragon in the direction of the dragon, as if trying to pull the dragon and Lucifer into the abyss.

This is their territory, and they are in charge of everything under the black air.

Under the influence of the powerful dark power, the dragon's mountain-like body seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand.

The stench and the power of darkness formed a gray-black mist, which frantically covered the dragon's body, pushing it towards the tree.

Lucifer's powerful and invincible reincarnation technique is completely out of control in the face of the power of darkness, the power here is too strong, and the grand wish of the 'Moon' sage back then absorbed all the negative energy of the creatures of different races in the entire continent!

After years of these energies, they have completely lost control, forming a terrifying force that even the 'Moon' Sage himself cannot completely control, and even devours the Righteous Lord.

As the 'Moon' sage said, this is a curse.

Like the ascetic school founded by Hayas, the ascetics used pain as the cornerstone of their will and turned pain into a source of strength, and Hayas, who ultimately carried the faith, received the power they dreamed of, but also bore the pain of all people.

When the 'Moon' Sage made a grand wish at the beginning of the establishment of the Divine Court with the 'Sun' Sage, he must have been extremely sincere.

But it backfired.

He probably didn't even think that the heavy vows he had made and the good wishes he had made would eventually form his nightmares and become a heavy burden that he could not shake off.

The negative emotions of the people of the entire continent are too heavy for even gods to carry them.

It wasn't until this moment that Song Qingxiao finally understood the reason why the 'Yue' Sage betrayed the Divine Court back then.

Faced with such an unknown and terrifying dark creature, Lucifer finally panicked.

The dragon was pushed by the gray mist like a falling meteor and crashed into the 'giant tree'.

The strings of undead in the trees opened their mouths excitedly, waiting for new creatures to be swallowed up.

Even the reincarnation magic bestowed by the 'sun' and 'moon' could not compete with the negative emotions of all the people on the mainland.

Seeing that the dragon was about to crash into the 'giant tree', Lucifer spoke loudly:

"'Day', let's join forces!"