Chapter 369: Death Curse

After destroying the giant, the three of them continued on their way.

In fact, Lin Sen really wanted to collect this huge head and bring it back to study it slowly. Even if there is no result, the massive amount of aura that is constantly emitting from this head can also increase the concentration of aura in the blessed land.

The sky and the earth were getting darker and darker, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, with a cold feeling, and there was a strong smell of blood in front of him.

The shadow of a forest appeared in his sight, the knotted and twisted torso, and the branches growing haphazardly, like a devil with teeth and claws about to pounce on the three of them.

There seemed to be something hanging from the branches, swaying in the wind, and the strong smell of blood came from the woods.

When the three of them approached, Lin Sen saw a series of ancient peach trees, their branches and leaves withered, the bark was blood-colored, the soil on the ground seemed to be infected with blood, and the thick smell of blood came to his nose.

"Pan Taoyuan...", the woman's whispering voice fluttered.

"Pan Tao Yuan?" Lin Sen had seen records about the Heavenly Court in the last classics, including the mention of Pan Tao Garden, and there were similar records in the books in Zhi Brain.

But no matter which one it is, Pan Taoyuan shouldn't be what it looks like in front of you.

He looked around, the peach trees were in a variety of postures, some were of common sizes, some grew giant trees, some were towering to the sky, the only common point was that the branches and leaves were withered, the bark was sparse, there was no fruit, and the whole body was bloody, like a demon tree that had sucked up blood.

Hulaβ€”β€”, a gust of wind blew, and a black shadow shook above the heads of the three of them, and a few drops of coolness dripped onto Lin Sen's face with the wind.

When the three of them looked up, they saw a corpse hanging from a branch, wearing a golden helmet and golden armor. However, there was a large hole in his chest, which was pierced by the branches of the peach tree. The spiky branches peeked through.

"Looking at the style of the armor, this is the warrior of the Heavenly Court back then!" the woman's faint voice sounded again. In such an environment, it adds a bit of gloom.

Lin Sen Zhenyuan took a closer look at the corpse with his eyes, it was not decomposed, even the blood remained fresh, and there were obvious cracks on both sides of the warrior's armor, which was obviously pinched up and stabbed alive on the peach branch.

The white mark sword was picked up, and he wanted to put the corpse down, but the corpse shook and was still connected to the peach tree. He let out a startled sigh and waved his wide-sleeved robe. Wrapped around the lower body of the corpse, it pulled outward.

Jumping and jumping, a series of cracking sounds sounded, and the body was pulled out alive by him. Countless broken branches, revealing the parts where the corpses were originally inserted.

The three of them carefully examined the warrior's body, and there were countless tiny peach branches extending into the flesh and blood in the large hole in his chest, which seemed to have grown with the warrior's body.

Bai Jian sighed and didn't look at it anymore, and Lin Sen had a creepy feeling.

Obviously, the heavens and the earth of this heavenly court have changed dramatically. The sky darkened, and the peach tree could no longer photosynthesize to draw nourishment, so the idea of this corpse was raised.

The peach tree grows its branches into the flesh and blood of the corpse, absorbing the nutrients of the aura in it. But at the same time, it absorbs water and nutrients from the underground root system into the corpse, and the corpse of this heavenly soldier has been dead for at least thousands of years without decaying, because of the deliberate maintenance of the peach tree.

The two have actually become a twin relationship. The peach tree maintains the freshness of the flesh and blood, and the flesh and blood provide the aura nourishment that the land of the peach tree does not have.

"There will always be a way out of life!" Lin Sen suddenly thought of this sentence. But using it here makes his heart furious.

These peach trees can be said to have mutated.

Lin Sen shook his head and stood up, "Do you want to continue?" he asked, looking at the woman.

Without saying a word, the woman walked into the peach grove. This is the only way.

The figures of the three disappeared into the woods.

At this moment, the branches of the peach tree that had been torn off the corpse suddenly moved, and they twisted and stretched, and hung down towards the ground, and in a short time they reached into the corpse again.

The corpse jumped and then again, and was slowly lifted up and hung back on the branches.

A gust of wind blew by, and the corpse shook with the wind, indescribably strange and cold.

The three of them made a popping sound as they stepped on the blood-soaked dirt, and the corpses of one or two heavenly soldiers hung from each peach tree beside them.

When these heavenly soldiers enjoyed the delicious fruits of the peach, did they think that they would become the "food" of the peach trees in the future?

Lin Sen tried to release his divine sense, but as soon as his spirit spread outward, he felt that he had fallen into a sea of blood, which soaked himself, dissolved his spirit, and blinded his spiritual sense.

Blood swings, and the power of terror is contained in it!

Lin Sen increased his output, and the bright moon in the sea of knowledge emitted hundreds of millions of millimeters of light, and the green brilliance came out of his brain and diverged in all directions.

"Huh?" The White Mark Daoist let out a surprised voice and glanced at Lin Sen deeply, with a look of surprise on his face.

He secretly said in his heart: "I didn't expect this Lin Xiaoyou's divine sense to be so powerful, and he is worthy of being a genius who is rare to see in a hundred years." ”

The woman also had a strange face, looking Lin Sen up and down with slanted eyes, the corners of her mouth hooked, as if she was smiling.

This peach forest gathered the grievances of tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers, who were unwilling to live to become the nutrients of the peach tree, and had struggled and resisted, but to no avail. They were already badly injured when they were planted in the peach tree, and the branches of the peach tree grew quickly into the branches, which penetrated deep into the flesh and held them to the branches.

Countless years have passed, and their lives have long since been lost, or their life forms have been transformed into plant forms.

But their spirit endures, boundless resentment gathers and grows in this peach forest, all memories have long been washed away by time, and only the remaining "hatred" will never fade.

The divine consciousness released by Lin Sen was quickly surrounded by countless resentments, which rushed into Lin Sen's divine consciousness and rolled and tore apart.

Countless resentful screams sounded in Lin Sen's mind, like sand rubbing against glass, which made people feel upset when they heard it.

Poor and pathetic, Lin Sen's eyes flashed with compassion!

Both the white mark and the woman were paying attention to Lin Sen's movements, and suddenly heard a soft whisper coming out of Lin Sen's mouth.

"Nam no Amitabha Night ......"

This is... Afterlife Curse!!

Lin Sen's body was dark gold, his face was compassionate, and he sincerely read the scriptures in his mouth. The Rulai Heart Sutra in his body flowed rapidly along with the scriptures of the Death Mantra, and a golden light suddenly emerged from around Lin Sen's body, and the waves seemed to ripple in all directions, and all the resentments that came into contact with the golden light were all calmed down, and after a while, they turned into a white light and dissipated.

"Nam no Amitaba Night ......" Lin Sen continued to chant the mantra, his voice blended with the golden light, and a smile appeared on his face, it was the first time he used the Buddhist exercises like this, and he felt a peace in his heart, as if this was liberation, this was nirvana.

One by one, the resentment turned away, and the peach forest was as silent as death, only Lin Sen's low moans echoed in it. I don't know when the wind stopped, but the corpse hanging from the tree was automatic without wind, and the corpse's eyes left two lines of blood and tears, like joy, reluctance, and gratitude.

Finally, the voice subsided, and the smell of blood was still strong in the peach forest, but the gloom seemed to fade a lot.

"Lin Xiaoyou is compassionate and respectful, and the old way admires!" (to be continued......)