Ji Fengtian touched his head, feeling a little neurotic, first he encountered the Tree of Life, and now when he sees this tree, he can actually think of the Yin Tree that died in battle in ancient times.

However, Ji Fengtian has not seen any records about the Yin Tree, although the Blood Tree once told Ji Fengtian about the Yin Tree, but Ji Fengtian knows very generally, naturally he can't be sure, not to mention, this tree grows in hell.

After thinking for a while, Ji Fengtian didn't read any notes about the Yin Tree, Ji Fengtian withdrew his mind and fell towards a blank leaf.

As soon as his toes touched the leaves, a brilliant color poured into Ji Fengtian's sea of consciousness, Ji Fengtian's body sank, and he instantly sat on the leaves.

The galaxy was bright, countless rays of light sprinkled in Ji Fengtian's sea of knowledge, the purple-gold sea of knowledge was instantly shrouded in silver-white light, and wisps of pure energy poured into Ji Fengtian's sea of knowledge, gradually strengthening Ji Fengtian's spirit and power.

Because Ji Fengtian's cultivation method is special, all the moonlight is sprinkled, and with Ji Fengtian's sea of knowledge, it runs to every cell in his body, and the strength of the half-step general level fluctuates slightly, Ji Fengtian is happy in his heart, and he pulls the silver-white power to run the whole body and consolidate his own meridians.

Above the big tree, a burst of suction came from Ji Fengtian's sense, and countless moonlight sprinkled down, under the traction of this attraction, surged towards Ji Fengtian's body.

At the beginning, the surrounding cultivators were all receiving the illumination of the moonlight and carrying out their own transformation, because the moonlight was wide, and all the ghost cultivators were able to absorb this sky-filled moonlight, however, Ji Fengtian's location suddenly changed, and the surrounding ghost cultivators suddenly felt that the moonlight had disappeared, and the power that was being perceived in the body was suddenly interrupted.

When they opened their eyes, the ghost cultivators finally discovered that the culprit was Ji Fengtian in the air.

Everyone stopped one after another, looking at Ji Fengtian angrily, including the higher-level ghost cultivators, who also felt the changes below, and stopped one after another and looked at Ji Fengtian.

However, Yuehua was still spilling slowly, and Ji Fengtian's crazy suction, as time went by, it became more and more violent, and the cultivators above were also affected.

Most of the ghost cultivators left the big tree, watching Ji Fengtian's crazy actions, and they sneered in their hearts.

If Ji Fengtian could see the surrounding situation, he would definitely find that the sprinkled moonlight gradually shifted direction, and a faint black shadow climbed up, slowly enveloping Ji Fengtian's body.

Ji Fengtian, who was cultivating, didn't notice anything unusual in his body at all, and was still frantically absorbing the energy outside, but he didn't notice that these silver-white lights had a faint black mist attached to them.

Time passed, the sky gradually became darker, the bright moon gradually dimmed, and the white surface gradually covered with a faint blood.

The ghost cultivators who were watching around quietly retreated, and outside, a gust of wind blew, mixed with red mist, surging towards the big tree, and this strange big tree gradually became red.

A murderous and tyrannical aura appeared, without any warning, it seemed very natural and normal, and the surrounding ghost cultivators seemed to be surprised by this situation, but some weak ghost cultivators began to retreat slowly.

"Woo~"

Soon after, the wind was mixed with a terrible sound, and the space around it seemed to become viscous.

"Knock! knock!"

A dull sound of footsteps came, and the ghost cultivators who were watching were in chaos, and some ghost cultivators had already begun to flee, but the ghost cultivators in the staggered position of yin and yang in the big tree did not make any moves.

When they heard the dull footsteps, they opened their eyes one after another, and their eyes were full of blood-red color, and they looked in the direction from which the footsteps came.

Ten minutes passed, and a hill-like figure walked slowly, and every time its footsteps fell, the earth would tremble.

At this time, the blood-colored mist in the air was already very thick, like a rain of blood, spilling towards the ground.

Ji Fengtian, who was cultivating, finally noticed something unusual, his body was filled with blood-colored mist, his handsome face kept alternating between light and dark, and his tightly knit brows told everyone that he was in great pain.

"Whew~"

The mountain-like figure suddenly stopped, opened its mouth, and roared in the direction of the tree, then quickened its pace and quickly rushed towards the tree.

The light of the big trees shone down, and the ribbons hung down, blocking the path of the hill's figure.

"It's that madman from Ghost Mountain, who actually came to attack the giant tree again, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

A voice came, obviously the cultivators who were watching around, but there were many fewer ghost cultivators on these onlookers, but the cultivators who stayed behind were undoubtedly not powerful cultivators.

Ghost Mountain's movements were watched by them, and it was obvious that Ghost Mountain was not the first time to do this.

Just as Ghost Mountain had just started, a black light flashed, and a huge palm fell, hitting Ghost Mountain's chest directly.

The running ghost mountain's movement suddenly slowed down, and he looked angrily in the direction where his palm was flying, and let out a low roar.

Then, a thin figure appeared, and every time he waved his palm, a huge black palm flew out, fighting with the ghost mountain.

Although the ghost mountain is big, it is also very painful after being hit by this huge palm, although there is not much damage, but the black mist on the surface of the body gradually becomes thinner.

Not only the two of them, but then, countless figures appeared, gathered next to the big tree, as if they were looking at their prey, looking at the ghost cultivators on the big tree.

The ghost cultivators cultivating on the big tree also seemed to sense the danger, and they opened their eyes one after another, flew out of the enveloped range of the big tree, and looked at the ghost cultivators below.

The two gangs confronted each other, without superfluous words, and fought directly, but the moment the fight began, it became a melee, hostile to each other, and would always attack at the right time.

The ghost cultivators who were killed turned into pure energy and absorbed by other ghost cultivators to strengthen their own strength.

The ghost mountain has a huge body, so it is naturally easy to be attacked, however, except for the ghost cultivators who came down from the big tree, the other ghost cultivators didn't even look at the ghost mountain, on the contrary, their eyes looked at the thin figure who was fighting with the ghost mountain from time to time.

The blood moon is even more bright, the earth has been dyed blood red, and the big tree has also turned blood red at this time, as if there is only this one color in this heaven and earth.

Countless ghost cultivators were killed, and countless ghost cultivators popped up, and their cultivation increased day by day. Here, it is like Shura Hell, every moment, there are different lives falling, and at the same time, there are people who become stronger in the corpse pile.

The speed of the battle was slow, the battlefield was wide, and soon, the battle spread to the foot of the tree.