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The altar was directly blown flat, and the old face still hung above the altar, not a single cent was damaged. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ（)

"Useless?" asked Gray.

I shook my head and stared at the old face carefully, only to find that the old face's face was gloomy and uncertain. Thinking of the hearts of the trees blooming with bright greenery above my head, an idea suddenly came to my mind.

I took Erry's backpack and took it out to aim for a tree heart.

"What are you doing with that?"

"Just look at it!" I opened three times in a row, and the center of the tree quickly crawled full of cracks, and the next second it suddenly exploded, like green fireworks, slashing from above my head.

The old face darkened a little, and the mouth said something impatiently. I don't understand, and I don't understand it. What makes me happy is that after missing a tree heart, Sister Hua and her dance of sacrifice are significantly slower.

Gray grinned when he saw that there was a play, and took out another handful from his backpack, and shot at the heart of the tree without saying a word.

Under the two of us, countless tree hearts bloomed overhead. It was as gorgeous as green snow. The old face let out an anxious roar, and in the next second, the picture flickered and disappeared. At the same time, Sister Hua and Erry froze and fell to the ground.

I quickly ran over and tried my breath. The two of them breathed steadily, as if they were asleep. That's when I finally put my mind at ease.

Gray came over and punched me, "Okay, stone." How do you know that Tree Heart Punch works?"

No matter how hard it is, if we threw dozens of them just now, the old face will have to be blown up at least a little bit. There are only two reasons why we didn't lose a penny, one is that the face is really too thick, or there is some defense, and our ineffectiveness. On the other hand, it is likely that the old face is just a more realistic projection.

If it's the second type, then the only ones that are related to projection are those that glow in the heart of the tree. They are the light source and the projector, as long as the light source is killed, the old face will naturally disappear. Without that sound wave, Sister Hua and the others are likely to get out of control.

The old god stroked his goatee and thoughtfully said, "It turns out that what you said is right. But you didn't notice a single suspicion?"

"What?"

"Wedge is touching the old face with her hand to let the old face know what she thinks. Now, since the old face is just a projection, the wedge has not touched the body of the old face at all. It's impossible to touch a light and shadow to let the light and shadow know what she thinks. Unless ......"

I immediately reacted: "Unless the old face can detect people's thoughts without direct contact." The old face is the embodiment of the ancestral tree, and in the same way, perhaps as soon as we enter this tree hole, the ancestral tree already knows all the thoughts of everyone. Even knew that Sister Hua was going to threaten it, knew that we were going to blow it up, and knew that we were going to attack the heart of the tree......"

The old god nodded silently, and I noticed a cold sweat on his forehead.

"If you think about it carefully, since Zushu knows our thoughts, he still accompanies us in acting. This illustrates. All of this we did was deliberately guided by the ancestral tree. Why? This shouldn't be? Why would it let us go and knock out our own hearts? Moreover, it is extremely unreasonable that we break the heart of the tree without being hindered in the slightest. ”

Just when we were racking our brains to figure things out. The remaining tree cores above their heads suddenly beat and contracted in a collective manner, and then all shattered. Countless green crystals fell from the top of our heads and buried ourselves in our knees, and we felt as if we were in a galaxy of stars, and the top of our heads had turned into pitch black.

Immediately after that, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my ears, and my body was very heavy all of a sudden. After a few breaths, in the darkness ahead, a light suddenly came in. Only then did I notice that the ancestral tree had risen out of a huge pit and had come to the ground.

Before we could get used to the light, we heard the exclamations and cries of countless people outside.

The whole tree hole shook violently, and Sister Hua and the others were all awakened and got up from the ground one after another.

Sister Hua grabbed my arm and asked anxiously, "Stone, what's wrong?"

I suddenly had a bad feeling in my heart, grabbed her and Erry, and yelled, "Get out of here!"

My instinct for danger made me instinctively run outside. As soon as a few of us ran out of the tree hole, we saw the towering ancestral tree suddenly collapse. The sparkling willow leaves and branches all withered and burnt yellow. A gust of wind blew, and the giant tree quickly turned into ashes.

Flying ash fell as if there had been an avalanche. If we don't run out just now, we will inevitably be buried alive by fly ashes. Most of the fly ash filled the crater, filling it at ground level. A dazzling golden light, piercing through the thick ash, quickly rose upward.

When it emerged from the ashes and appeared in front of us, everyone gasped