Or it can be said that the vitality of these underworld monks is being lost, and they are rarely seen by the naked eye in this towering tree. r?a? ?nw?en?ｗ?ｗ?ｗ?．? ｒ?ａ?ｎ?ｗ?ｅ?ｎa`ｃ?ｏ?ｍ?

After feeling this scene, Dongfang Mo was extremely surprised, but after being surprised, the rest was ecstasy. He didn't expect that he had only comprehended a little bit of the law of vitality, and when it was released through this big tree, he would be able to achieve such a terrifying effect.

Under Dongfang Mo's gaze, this towering tree finally rose to a huge momentum before stopping, and at this moment it was like a giant standing up to the sky, standing between heaven and earth.

The silver-white branches continued to fly and whip, and when they slapped on the bodies of those underworld cultivators, the bodies of the low-level cultivators all exploded without exception. Even if there were high-ranking monks who could resist for a moment and a half, it was just that after being covered by that law of vitality, the vitality in their bodies was passing away, and their bodies gradually turned pale. And under the whipping of the branches, he lost his lifeless body, and was even more fragile than a low-ranking monk.

For a time, with Dongfang Mo as the center, within a radius of tens of thousands of zhang, a large number of underworld monks fell.

Dongfang Mo's control of the law of vitality is actually not very handy, he released it through this towering tree that grows from immortal roots and long beards.

In other words, this is actually all the credit of the latter, and he only plays a guiding role. Of course, as his cultivation grows, this will be reversed.

At this moment, the faces of the more than 300 Terran monks around Dongfang Mo changed, and then they retreated to the surroundings with a loud noise. It's just that these people also feel that under the shroud of that law of vitality, the vitality in their bodies is actually passing.

They are monks, and their cultivation is not low, and they all have the cultivation of the Divine Journey Realm. In addition, Dongfang Mo's control of the law of vitality is not flexible, so the speed of the passage of vitality in their bodies is not too obvious. If you change to a mortal and are shrouded by this law of vitality inspired by Dongfang Mo, then these mortals will grow old at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually die of old age.

Looking at the frightened people, a different color appeared in Dongfang Mo's eyes, this law of vitality seemed to be indiscriminate in attack, and these Terran monks were not spared if they were covered in it.

So he closed his eyes, trying to restrain the laws of vitality in his body. But then there was another amazing scene.

Because of the inflexible application, not only did he not successfully recover the vitality law, but the vitality law emanating from the towering tree fluctuated again. And this time, he noticed a difference.

The Underworld monks who were shrouded in the law of vitality and the Terran monks who had not yet escaped from the enveloping range, the vitality in their bodies was not passing, but became full.

"It's ......"

Dongfang Mo breathed.

He immediately understood that the original method of using the law of vitality was not only to drain the vitality from other people's bodies, but also to irrigate it.

And this kind of coffin lid is different from the vitality he condensed with mana, the latter is just a virtual appearance, and in the final analysis, the biggest effect is just healing. And the irrigation of the law of vitality may be able to increase his life expectancy.

Just when Dongfang Mo was horrified by the strangeness of the Law of Vitality, the Law of Vitality emanating from the towering tree changed again, this time becoming messy, like a strong wind blowing.

It can be seen that under the blowing of the wind, the vitality of the surrounding underworld monks is sometimes lost and sometimes filled. Not only that, but on the remains of a Netherworld monk in mid-air, it actually took root and sprouted, and the tender green grass came out, exuding vigorous vitality.

It was only in the next moment that these little grasses were swept by the violent wind formed by the law of vitality, and they quickly dried up and withered, as if they had never appeared.

Dongfang Mo's control of the law of vitality is not skilled enough. Now it's just the beginning of the threshold, and I have realized a little bit. Perhaps after he breaks through to the realm of unity, he will be able to control the law of vitality with ease, whether it is to devour the vitality of others, or to infuse vitality into others, he will be handy.

Just when Dongfang Mo thought of this, his actions had already attracted the attention of many people, in addition to the people of the Qingling Dao Sect and the monks of the three clans, there were several powerful auras on the side of the army of the underworld, and they were also watching his location from afar.

Just because at this moment, he is so dazzling that he can't attract attention.

A towering tree 10,000 feet tall towers between heaven and earth, and he stands on the top of this towering tree.

The most speechless thing is that with such a domineering posture, everyone thought that he was at least a Returning Realm monk, or even a half-ancestor, but he was just a Dao Breaking Realm monk.

"Huh!"

At this time, a monk of the underworld who was dressed in silver armor and held a ghost-headed broadsword suddenly came from a distance, and before he could get close, this person pointed at Dongfang Mo with the ghost-headed broadsword in his hand.

"Shhhh

An incomparable black sword surged to a huge size, and slashed down towards Dongfang Mo at the top of the big tree.

"Dead air!"

Dongfang Mo's eyes froze, and he felt a strong death aura from the power of the law emanating from that sword. Maybe this is the law of death, and ordinary people will die if they are touched.

Where this sword passed, the low-level underworld monks around him, the moment they were touched by the law of death, the spiritual light in their eye sockets was immediately extinguished, and then their bodies fell from mid-air.

And the one who came to kill him was a monk of the One Realm of the Underworld. It seems that his actions have been noticed by the high-ranking cultivators of the underworld, which is not a good thing.

According to Dongfang Mo, in this kind of war, although he will not be a person who does not contribute to his work, he will not show much limelight, and he will not live for long.

Although he thought so in his heart, in the face of this person's blow, Dongfang Mo did not hesitate, only to see his arms raised slightly.

"Boom......"

The silver branches, the thickness of an arm, twisted and twisted in mid-air, and finally intertwined into a huge silver palm. From this palm, a vigorous vitality emanated, and then the five fingers opened and grabbed the black knife.

"Smack!"

But when I heard a crisp sound, the next moment I saw a huge palm made of silver branches, and I grabbed it in the middle of the black knife that was ten thousand feet long.

Under this grasp, vitality and death broke out at the same time, invisibly colliding together.

The wave of qi generated by the collision of the two immediately swept the surrounding underworld monks away. I saw that the bodies of these underworld monks became lifeless, and half of them were full of vitality.

Under the combined infusion of the power of the two laws, the vitality in their bodies merged with the dead qi, and they were seen standing in mid-air, their bodies trembling wildly.

But in just a moment, the divine souls in their sea of consciousness quickly withered, and their bodies quickly fell from mid-air, and they could be described as quietly dying.

"Bang!"

The next moment, I saw the huge palm of the silver branches condensed, because of the infusion of the law of continuous vitality, and finally the ten thousand zhang long black knife was directly pinched and exploded.

Then the big silver hand, with its five fingers clenched together, was clenched into a fist with silver light, and blasted towards the underworld monk in front of him.

"Boom!"

Then I saw that the armored underworld monk's body was hit by a solid knot, and I saw that this person's body suddenly flew upside down. Even the silver armor on his body dimmed a lot.

Not only that, but a strong law of vitality was injected into this person's body.

"Ahh

I heard the underworld monk let out a terrible scream.

Because when that law of vitality merges with the dead qi in his body, there is a strong rejection, and this rejection can be fatal to him.

Just as the man flew upside down, the fist that had been clenched with five fingers before had been reopened and grabbed the person's body.

"Buzz!"

In the next moment, a strong vitality law rolled from this palm into the body of this underworld monk.

I saw that the body of this Returning One Realm Underworld monk turned into emerald green at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a piece of jade.

"Bang!"

Then, with the pinching of the big hand, the person's body exploded, turning into pieces of emerald green bones, spilling down.

Dongfang Mo's face was excited, and the early stage monk of the dignified Returning Realm died so easily in his hands.

And in the previous process, he had made little effort. So he looked at the towering tree at his feet, revealing a deep gaze. After this thing was activated, it had its own stellarity. And just now he killed the cultivator of the Netherworld One Realm, most of which was due to this towering tree.

"Whoa......

Just when Dongfang Mo thought of this, suddenly a fierce crowd of people rolled in.

At this time, he looked up and found that this crowd was formed by an army of underworld monks, and it was flooding.

In just this moment, Dongfang Mo's face changed greatly.

At this moment, not only him, but all the monks of the three clans all stepped back. Avoid being overwhelmed by this ferocious crowd. If that happens, you're bound to be in a desperate situation.

It's just that Dongfang Mo was already at the forefront, and the towering tree under his feet, not only did not retreat at this time, but the thick rhizome rooted in the void continued to spread forward, and it did not retreat but moved forward.

Just as Dongfang Mo was thinking about whether to temporarily abandon this thing and retreat back alone, the speed of the fierce underworld army suddenly accelerated, and with a "boom", it was like a black flood that instantly submerged him.

Although the towering tree under his feet was thousands of feet high, it still seemed small compared to the army of the underworld, and it was also submerged in it. In the process, the crowd formed by the army of the underworld only made a small ripple.

From a distance, this scene looked like an embankment formed by the monks of the three clans, which had been broken by the frenzy formed by the army of monks of the underworld.