The place Ye Qingcao pointed to was more than ten zhang away from them.

There, seven or eight corpses were lying.

At this time, the corpses were drying up at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the feeling was as if it were ...... There's something that's pumping blood from their bodies.

Yun Yang's eyes rolled and he found that all the corpses around him were like this.

He thought of the corpses that had been thrown into the mass grave for observation.

At that time, the corpses were also shriveled after a night's experience.

Only now, the pace of this change has been accelerated.

As the blood in those corpses continued to disappear, the warriors who were fighting around them became more and more crazy.

Everyone's expressions became extremely hideous, and their eyes were full of murderous intent and madness.

The fighting is getting more and more fierce.

Blood, stumps, splattered everywhere.

"You stay here. Yunyang confessed, stepped on the void, stepped on the void, and flew towards the dead tree in one step.

"Kill!"

Just as he was approaching the dead tree, a roar suddenly came from below.

Among the warriors who were fighting frantically, ten warriors suddenly stopped fighting and rushed towards him in unison.

Yun Yang raised his eyebrows and glanced at the dead tree.

These ten warriors came from two different forces, and they were fighting just now, and after seeing him, they instantly let go of their grievances, which was obviously abnormal.

The spiritual bewitchment of this formation was actually able to send precise instructions in a targeted manner.

Such a formation, even if he was the strongest formation mage in the God Realm in his previous life, he couldn't arrange it.

What kind of secrets are hidden in the dead trees?

"Die!"

When Yun Yang's thoughts turned, one of the ten martial artists had already rushed over, and a sword with an extremely hideous expression slashed at him.

"Step into the air!"

Yun Yang stepped into the void, dodging the attack, and continued to fly towards the dead tree.

The ten warriors desperately chased after them, but the speed was far from catching up with Yunyang.

Between a few breaths, the distance between the clouds and smoke and the dead trees was less than ten zhang.

"Hum—"

The void shook suddenly, and a powerful but invisible spiritual force surged from the dead tree towards Yunyang.

Yunyang's eyes were full of flowers, and he felt that he was in hell.

The surrounding world turned blood-colored, the sky, the earth, and the wilderness seemed to be stained red with blood everywhere, and under his feet was the earth composed of stumps and broken arms, and the forest was full of white bones, rotten flesh, and dense and dense.

The pungent smell of blood made people feel sick, and the endless sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves continued to pour into his ears like a magic sound, making him feel tingling in his brain and almost crazy.

"Psychic vision?"

Yun Yang muttered to himself in his heart, and his spiritual power turned into a storm and came out.

In the dark, there seemed to be a soft 'bang'.

The blood-colored illusion shattered in an instant, and everything around it returned to normal.

Almost at the same time, several sharp wind-breaking sounds struck from the back of the head.

The ten warriors before had already caught up.

Yun Yang took half a step forward in the air, dodging those attacks, and at the same time, the Blood Spring Spear in his hand swept out towards the rear with the power of opening mountains and cracking stones.

"Bang Bang ......"

The spear is like a dragon, sweeping half a circle.

More than a dozen warriors, like defeated leaves in the wind, flew out.

Yunyang took advantage of the situation and landed in front of the dead tree.

At this time, the dead tree, which does not seem to have any abnormalities, is just an ordinary dead tree trunk.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes before, it would be hard to believe that everything in front of you had something to do with it.

Yunyang tried to touch the trunk of the dead tree, and the touch was like an ordinary tree.

This dead tree was not a treasure he was trying to find.

He looked around again, but couldn't find any clues.

After hesitating for a moment, Yun Yang picked up the Blood Spring Spear and slammed it on the trunk of the dead tree.

"Boom!"

Yun Yang, along with the Blood Spring Spear, was shocked back three steps.

And on the dead tree, there is not even a trace left.

A smile appeared at the corner of Yun Yang's mouth.

An ordinary dead tree will definitely be completely shattered by a blow from him.

But just now, when he attacked, he felt a strong protective energy from the trunk of the tree.

The energy comes from inside the trunk.

If that's right, it's probably the treasure.

Immediately, he picked up the Blood Fountain Gun and blasted it at the trunk again.

This treasure has no owner, its energy is limited, as long as he keeps bombarding, it will always use up its energy.

At that time, he will naturally be able to smash the ancient tree and make the treasure reveal its true body.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

There was a bang.

Yun Yang was shocked back again and again, but the speed of his bombardment was getting faster and faster.

It was smashed hundreds of times in an instant.

"Boy, don't smash it, how about the deity make a deal with you?" A slightly ethereal voice suddenly sounded in Yun Yang's mind.

Yun Yang stopped, his expression slightly condensed: "You are the instrument spirit of this treasure in the dead tree?"

Being able to talk to him directly spiritually, this treasure is not of a low level.

"It's the deity!" The voice was full of condescension: "You can call the deity the Mirror Demon." ”

"Mirror Demon?" Yun Yang looked at the tree trunk, his heart fluctuated slightly, "Could it be that this treasure is really a Heavenly Machine Mirror?"

"I actually know the Heavenly Machine Mirror, it seems that you have a bit of knowledge. The Mirror Demon's tone was even more arrogant, but his words undoubtedly admitted Yun Yang's guess.

"What do you want to do?" a smile appeared at the corner of Yun Yang's mouth.

This treasure turned out to be really an ancient artifact Heavenly Machine Realm, and his efforts during this time were not in vain.

"The deity gives you the Celestial Mirror, and you sacrifice your soul to the deity and become a slave of the deity. The Mirror Demon's voice was filled with a strong spiritual bewitchment.

Yun Yang's expression was a little strange.

If he gets the Heavenly Machine Mirror, but becomes a slave of the Mirror Demon, then even if he lives, he is just a puppet, so what is the use of the Heavenly Machine Mirror?

It should be used by people.

But this machine spirit actually wants to rebel against the guest and enslave mankind.

This condition really meets the word 'devil' in its name - the devil's deal.

"Of course, you can retain some autonomy, but you have to obey the Buddha-figure's arrangements when necessary. The Mirror Demon continued to bewitch.

Yunyang's spiritual power protected Zhihai, blocked the power of bewitchment, and said lightly: "What if I refuse?"

On the trunk of the dead tree, a golden light lit up, and a hideous face surrounded by black mist appeared, staring coldly at Yunyang: "Then the deity can only let you be like them, turning into a 'fertilizer' that provides energy for the deity." ”

The corners of Yun Yang's eyes jumped fiercely, and he felt a chill in his heart.

He had wondered before, the Heavenly Machine Realm had been silent for thousands of years, where did the energy come from, and it could arrange this large array covering a radius of twenty miles.

Now, everything is understood.

For thousands of years, all the people who died in the mass graves have become the 'nourishment' of the Heavenly Extreme Realm.

And the reason why those corpses will accelerate their decay is also because of this.

Magic Mirror!

It's a real magic mirror!

The Ancient Artifact Heavenly Machine Realm has been completely demonized in the past thousand years.

(End of chapter)