Seeing his body gradually soften, the steel skin of the hedron gradually returned to normal, but the tree of life only grew a few branches and leaves, and there was no sign of sprouting at all.

Chu Mengji was a little anxious now, he was constantly extracting the enhanced spiritual energy in his body, but he didn't know that the spiritual energy was going to be chime, and his body was undergoing a sick transformation of aging!

Gradually, Chu Mengji's consciousness began to blur, and in the fog, he seemed to hear some women's screams, chaotic running sounds, and lamentations beating his chest......

Float~~!A feeling of flying made Chu Mengji's soul move, he obviously felt weak and uncontrollable, although he finally understood that his single-mindedness made his life fly quickly, but he couldn't recover it by himself, watching his body as if he was dying in the terminal stage of a cancer patient, the gray energy was constantly scattered all over his body through the bead, just like the crazy spread of cancer cells as irreversible!

Feng Ruolan and Chu Yuan's panic and worry, Philo and Lie Qingpeng's helplessness, Pei Fen Yile's beating of his chest, Salna's silent prayers and Lian Yinrou's others... Many thoughts came one after another, which made Chu Mengji deeply regretful, moved, and helpless......

"What about Yu Han~~!Can her light energy alleviate Seventeen's condition~!?" Ling Long suddenly asked.

"yes~~!Why don't you see Yuhan's people, where has she been?" Sarna also felt that something was wrong.

Philo and Lie Qingpeng spread out their senses and looked for Yu Han's figure overwhelmingly, and Philo's heart was pinched fiercely, and then Lie Qingpeng was also shocked, and the two disappeared in place in an instant.

"I must insist on going to the regiment commander's side, regiment commander~~, Han'er is about to die~!You must not have anything to do~!" On the wasteland outside Gracesburg, a petite figure was crawling forward with difficulty, behind her, a long bloodstain was a kilometer, and on her tender back, three broken arrows were driven into it.

"Whoosh~~!" Three black shadows suddenly appeared from a distance, and one of them shouted: "Little girl, you still want to run after stealing our artifact, see where you go!" As soon as the words fell, three more powerful arrows flew in.

Seeing that the three powerful arrows were about to hit Yu Han in the creeping place, Philo and Lie Qingpeng teleported to Yu Han's approach in no particular order, and the old Philo raised his hand around, and the three strong arrows turned into powder, and then he hugged the little girl who was about to run out of oil, and the huge divine power was injected into her body without money.

Lie Qingpeng's anger soared, and he turned into an afterimage, and in an instant, the three black-clothed people were stirred into flesh and blood!

"Quick~~!Grandpa Philo~~!Hurry~~Let me meet the head of the group~!" Yu Han's face was flushed, and he obviously looked back.

Old Philo didn't ask much, he quickly unfolded his body, and the next moment he appeared beside Chu Mengji.

Yu Han took out a miniature eight-winged angel crystal sculpture from his arms, and used all the strength of his body to condense his essence blood, "Poof~~!"

"Holy eight-winged angel~!Please listen to Yu Han's prayer~!I would like to use my life to turn into the coordinates of your coming, and give us the head of the regiment the tears of the divine serum!I will be your servant forever, following you around~~!Deed~~!" As soon as Yu Han's words fell, the beautiful miniature eight-winged angel crystal sculpture turned into a little bit of brilliance and merged into Yu Han's body.

In the surprised gaze of everyone, Yu Han changed his appearance, and eight white wings opened up behind him, delicate and flawless, beautiful and incomparably delicate, two crystal clear tears slowly flowed, Ling Long saw this, and hurriedly stretched out his little hand to catch it, and quickly hugged Chu Mengji's big head, and sent two tears into his mouth.

"May your lover be reborn~~!Let's go~~, poor and venerable soul~~!" As the eight-winged angel gradually faded away, Yu Han's body slowly softened, and Salna hurriedly stepped forward to hug the petite priest of light, tears running out of her eyes.

"Yu Han~~!Yu Han~~!You wake up~~!" The hoarse call could not wake up the little girl who left with a smile, and the sad atmosphere was thick in everyone's hearts.

"Bang~~!咒~~!!" Chu Mengji's abdomen seemed to explode with a second kick, and two divine tears exploded in Chu Mengjian's abdomen one after another, one dispelled the gray mist, and the other turned into a rich vitality and divine power and melted into the tree of life that brought death and did not come to life.

The next moment, Chu Mengchen suddenly felt that the tree of life in his womb was growing wildly, from the original appearance of only the size of a finger, it quickly sprouted and pulled leaves, straightened its branches and roots, and the long roots and tendrils probed into Chu Mengji's spiritual lake and quickly melted into the lower half of his body along Chu Mengji's meridians.

The verdant green, the vigorous branches and leaves began to grow upward, and the gray mist that shrouded the tree of life was squeezed into the sea of Chu Mengji's mind little by little, although the lead-gray substance still existed, but the spiritual power was really restored.

Half an hour later, Chu Mengji opened his eyes, but what he saw was a scene that made him feel painful!

Salna looked at Chu Mengji with empty eyes, the Yu Han in her arms was already lifeless, although she had a satisfied smile on her face, but the three black arrows faintly revealed the little girl's chest, and the black blood had already coagulated, which was obviously caused by toxins!

"Who is it~~!Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on~~!Yu Han~~!Yu Han~How did she die?!" Chu Mengji roared hoarsely.

"Seventeen~~!Don't get excited~!Calm down the spiritual energy first, don't let the undead divine power rebound again, otherwise you will be even more sorry for Yu Han who sacrificed his life to save him~!" Yu Tianzheng hugged Chu Mengji's broad shoulders and admonished softly.

Chu Mengchen took a deep breath when he heard this, and tried his best to consolidate his current realm, and finally reached a dynamic balance between the Tree of Life and the divine power of the undead, and Chu Mengjian's spiritual power was only maintained at the level of the seven-star demon martial arts.

Compared to his body, the Seven-Star Demon Martial is already quite a good result!

When he opened his eyes again, Chu Mengji's mood became extremely cold, and that killer look appeared in front of everyone again.

"Say it, I'll listen!" Chu Mengjian's words were short, but anyone could hear the icy chill, and even the god-level mid-level old Philo felt a chill in his body.

"If my guess is correct, Yu Han went to the polar altar of the Night Demon Sect alone in order to activate your Tree of Life, it is said that there was once a crystal sculpture of an eight-winged angel! Alas~!This little priest will also give his life after getting the crystal carving!But he died a little faster, and he didn't even say a word of farewell......" Old Philo explained with a sigh.

"It's all my fault~~!If I hadn't been made like this by the Feng Yu Dan God, Yu Han wouldn't have been killed by the miscellaneous pieces of the Night Demon Sect!I~~How can I be worthy of Ling'er~~!"

"Yuan'er, help you Sister Nana give Yu Han plastic surgery, give me those three strong arrows, I will destroy the entire Polar Branch of the Night Demon Sect~!" Chu Mengchen stood up after speaking, walked to the front of Yu Han's body, gave a deep salute, and then strode out of the door......