Chapter Seventy-Seven: Someone from the First Temple!

"Tell me, where is Qinghe's lifeblood?"

"Oh, bug, what if I don't tell you?"

"The next blow, you will die." Su Yu spoke flatly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

The locust tree stood still for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing, as if hearing the funniest joke in the world.

Su Yu frowned again and again: "You don't believe that I will kill you?" ”

Only then did the locust tree suppress his laughter and said extremely coldly: "Do you know what is more unacceptable than death? ”

Su Yu suddenly had a bad premonition, and quickly punched down.

"It's humiliation."

The locust tree is split in half, and in the middle of it, a green shoot floats towards the giant tree behind.

If you can't touch it, you can't attack it.

Su Yu watched as it melted into the giant tree.

"Even if I can only grasp less than a tenth of its power, even if my will can only exist for one day! I want you to feel the powerlessness of being crushed to death! Humble bugs! ”

The deafening voice contained inexplicable power, and Su Yu's yin god became more and more blurred, and finally automatically returned to the yang body.

It was the first time such a situation had occurred, and the giant tree had almost completely lost his combat effectiveness with just one sentence.

Su Yu's yang body only took a breath, and the only thing that could still move was a pair of eyes.

Huge amounts of energy are condensed and formed at high altitudes, covering a wide enough area to cover the entire cavity.

"Bugs, why don't you threaten me?"

There was sweetness in his throat, and blood was constantly spilling from his mouth.

A paper crane staggered over, and the explosion didn't even leave a trace, and the giant tree looked down at Su Yu, who was the size of an ant.

"Is that your response, bug?"

"Even trying to make a ridiculous struggle! I'll show you the real gap! ”

Provoked by an ant, it only felt angry and funny.

"Die."

The energy fell rapidly, with a devastating momentum and an unrivaled consciousness.

Su Yu didn't even look at it, he stared straight at the door leading to the first hall, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, shouldn't this door disappear?

The yin gods have returned to the yang body, why is the door still there?

The door shook slowly, as if someone had pushed a gap open from the inside?

Hallucinations?

Su Yu closed his eyes in disbelief, and when he opened it again, the gap in the door opened a little more, and a delicate cloth shoe lifted up and stepped on the heavy leaves.

It's not a hallucination! Su Yu watched intently, and the door was opened for the first time!

The giant tree felt extremely comfortable, and its power was full of power in every cell.

It enjoys the feeling of being in charge of the world, the feeling of being so strong that it has no scruples.

It's a pity that all I got was an experience card, but it doesn't regret it, bugs are always bugs, and it confirms this truth.

Glancing contemptuously underneath it, it was ready to start here and slaughter as many bugs as it could in a limited time.

It's just that this glance made it completely stunned.

Not only did that energy not explode below as expected, but even pushed upwards little by little?

The giant tree increased its strength in disbelief.

But it still can't stop its steady upward trend!

How is this possible?

The will of the giant tree flew from the treetops to the roots, and it wanted to see what was going on!

When he came down, he saw a middle-aged man in a white shirt.

At this moment, the man is holding one hand in a position, and there is no effort on his face at all, and he is even smiling!

The man seemed to feel the gaze of the giant tree, and looked back, his eyes were clear.

"Speaking of which, I also want to thank you, if you don't enter the World Tree, I really can't make a move." The man said modestly.

When the giant tree heard this, he was about to vomit blood, and asked tremblingly, "Who are you?" ”

"My surname is Jiang." The man exerted a little force, and the energy broke through the dome at a faster speed.

"The World Tree is the spiritual root of the Changbai Mountain Range, protecting the dragon veins and blessing the Quartet, and the young people even want to get involved."

The man stretched out his hand and gently rested it on the trunk of the tree, and the consciousness of the locust tree was instantly stripped away and turned into a green shoot again.

"You can't do that! The World Tree is me, and I am it! You're reversing right and wrong! The locust tree roared in despair.

The man shook his head slightly, opened his palm, and the sprouts flew above Su Yu and submerged into his forehead.

"I need to reawaken the consciousness of the World Tree, and when Su Yu wakes up, you can accompany him." The man whispered.

"Yes, Fujun!" The bull-headed horse bowed in response.

The man sat cross-legged at the base of the World Tree, and the inextricable wisps of energy reflected each other with the World Tree.

Su Yu also slowly closed his eyes, he was fortunate to have seen this man, Jiang Guangwang, who was in charge of the life and death of the people in the world, the most powerful first hall master of the underworld in the world!

The buds of the locust tree brought infinite vitality to Su Yu, and every cell of the originally destroyed and decayed body was being reorganized and activated.

Ying Ying's power boils everywhere in the body.

Su Yu had a feeling that if he let go of his mind and let his strength improve, the door of the realm would be easily pushed open by himself one by one!

There was ecstasy in my heart, and I almost felt like a god!

"Suppressing this power, it is absolutely not advisable to promote the seedlings, blindly improving will only make you a shell with an empty realm and weak strength." The man spoke again.

"If you can compress your strength to the extreme, you will be the strongest second-order cultivator in the whole world, your foundation will be unmatched, and you will have the qualifications to compete for the strongest in the future path."

Wake up the person in the dream with a word, Su Yu suppressed the restlessness in his heart, got up and sat cross-legged, and used all his resources to form a confrontation with the power of the locust tree.

The body continued to crack, and it was repaired in an instant by the power of the locust tree.

After all, the locust tree carries the power of the World Tree, and a huge amount of life is infused, even if Su Yu commits suicide, he can be resurrected in an instant.

Su Yu's face was pale, and the green tendons were all over every epidermis, and the strength was fiercely resisting in his body.

In stark contrast to his previous comfort, he endured the greatest pain he had ever suffered.

The teeth creaked, Su Yu's jaw suddenly shattered, and it reorganized in an instant, and the splattered flesh and blood turned his head.

He couldn't bear to see such a tragic scene, such a torturous scene was no worse than the eighteen layers of hell.

It's just that what he doesn't know is that after several collapses and reorganizations, the power of the locust tree has become a part of Su Yu's blood.

The ribs were fleshy, the roots were broken, Su Yu couldn't breathe, and a roar kept coming out of his throat.

Every inch of skin, every drop of blood, is undergoing rebirth.

Another mouthful of blood gushed out, and Su Yu's head was crooked and silent.

"Fu Jun, he seems to be out of breath?" The cow's hooves tested Su Yu's snort, and the bull head was a little worried.

The man was silent.

After a while, Su Yu took a sharp breath, straightened his head again, and his breath calmed down again.

The bull head was startled and deceived the corpse?

The green tendons on Su Yu's forehead gradually contracted and disappeared, and his brows also relaxed.

Even though there were still crumbles and shatters everywhere in his body, he maintained his posture like an old monk in a fixed position, and never snorted between his mouth and nose.