Yuan Ming's eyes turned and fell to the ancient scroll, and he was a little relieved to see that only a gray cyclone appeared on it, and there were no traces of corrosion.

But when he looked at the surrounding flesh wall at this time, he didn't dare to continue to forcibly break through.

Not to mention that the toughness of this flesh wall is unpredictable, even the gray mist released by this attack is really a bit strange and difficult to deal with.

"Well, since you can't force it, just leave." He sighed and said.

With that, Yuan Ming retracted the Wanjiang map, stretched out his five fingers forward, turned into the roots of the immortal tree, and activated the divine power of shuttling through the void.

I saw that the void at the front end of the root whisker was distorted, rippling with bursts of spatial ripples, and a spatial passage slowly appeared in front of him, revealing a dark red void behind him, and I don't know where it leads.

Yuan Ming immediately stretched his roots and poked into the passage.

At this moment, his back suddenly tightened, as if something was holding it up.

Yuan Ming was taken aback, without the slightest hesitation, and plunged into the spatial passage, and his figure disappeared.

But in the next moment, he staggered out of the air, and once again stepped on the slowly wriggling flesh wall space.

Yuan Ming stood firmly, looked left and right, and saw an exit and an entrance of the space passage, facing each other, with a distance of no more than six feet between them.

His brow furrowed a little more.

Although he already had a guess in his heart, Yuan Ming tried again, and extended two more roots, opening two spatial passages in the void.

He looked at the six spatial entrances and exits floating in the void, and fell silent for a moment.

The space where the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill was condensed was still self-contained, and it was not directly connected to the outside world at all, let alone allowing him to escape with the magical power of the Immortal Tree.

As soon as he thought of this, Yuan Ming immediately raised his hand and took out the Tongtian Demon Pillar again.

This thing has the ability to break the ban, and in breaking through the spatial blockade, it is far more powerful than the magic power of the immortal tree.

He immediately held down the Tongtian Demon Pillar with one hand and crossed the demonic qi in his body into it.

The black light on the Tongtian Demon Pillar flashed, and the mysterious magic patterns immediately lit up one after another, and a unique spatial fluctuation emanated from it, and it was about to be unleashed.

But at this moment, a strange scene suddenly happened.

The surrounding flesh walls suddenly began to squirm faster, and a large amount of black demonic qi on the Tongtian Demon Pillar was emitted out, which was quickly absorbed by the flesh wall, and the divine power that was about to be cast was also immediately interrupted.

Seeing that more and more demonic qi was being absorbed by the blood, Yuan Ming had no choice but to put away the Tongtian Demon Pillar again.

"Don't waste your efforts, in my womb, you are no different from a dead man, hurry up and remember your past life." At this moment, a bloody voice suddenly came out of the flesh wall, with bursts of echoes.

When the words fell, Yuan Ming's feet suddenly trembled violently, and the surrounding flesh walls began to move violently, squeezing towards him.

Yuan Ming was startled when he saw this, his hands were divided left and right, and he immediately turned into black roots, and supported them towards the flesh walls squeezed around.

Hundreds of roots pressed against the flesh wall, immediately pressing out deep embedded imprints.

With a "poof" sound, the surrounding flesh walls seemed to be a series of farts, constantly spewing gray mist from them, and surrounded Yuan Ming.

For a moment, the corrosive aura in the void became incomparably rich.

A pungent smell rushed straight to Yuan Ming's nasal cavity, making his nose and throat hot, and his eyes were uncontrollably bursting with tears, and his vision was blurred.

At the moment, it is difficult to block, and it is difficult to escape, and it is extremely uncomfortable.

In desperation, Yuan Mingzhi was able to summon the Ten Thousand Frontier Map again, spreading it over his head, constantly absorbing the corrosive gray mist that was constantly pouring around him.

On the map of Wanjiang, the gray cyclone is also getting bigger and bigger, and more and more condensed.

"Since you want to digest me, I'll try to absorb you too, and see if you eat me first, or if I eat you first." Yuan Ming's anger rose in his heart, and he shouted violently.

When the words fell, his body swelled rapidly, and he directly turned into the body of an immortal tree.

In the next moment, hundreds of black tendrils stretched out, stretching towards the perimeter of the dark red flesh wall, like sharp steel needles, piercing fiercely.

However, the surrounding flesh walls were really tough and abnormal, and under this thorn, not only did it fail to pierce the flesh wall, but instead stimulated a large gray corrosive mist to gush out.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming was not discouraged, and immediately used his divine power to evenly distribute the power of the immortal tree through the void on each root.

This time, he no longer insisted that he could directly break through the void, but only wanted to be able to break through the defenses of the dark red flesh wall, even if it was just to break through a little skin.

Sure enough, feedback from the black tendrils soon came, and hundreds of tendrils managed to find the weak spots, piercing the flesh wall and digging the root system into the flesh and flesh of the flesh wall.

It's just that there is also a strong corrosive force in the dark red flesh wall, even more rapid and powerful than the gray mist, and the hundreds of whiskers that have just pierced into it have just been corroded and dried up in just an instant, turning into ashes.

And the remaining half of the roots are also withering rapidly.

At this time, I saw that the body of the immortal tree shook slightly, and the leaves of the tree body lit up with dark green light, and the green veins extended from the leaves to the body of the tree, and then to the root system, making it all dyed with green rays.

Yuan Ming invoked the Origin Power of the Immortal Tree, which flowed endlessly into those roots.

With the blessing of the power of the source, those gradually decaying roots were immediately rejuvenated, and began to fight hard into the flesh wall, and continued to fight against the corrosive force.

The two are like the four seasons that are constantly flowing, struggling back and forth between one withering and one prosperous, one life and one death.

But at the same time, the power of the immortal tree to absorb vitality was also activated at the same time, and the Dao Dao Root was like a big mouth sucking life, and began to greedily absorb the power within the flesh wall.

Soon, Yuan Ming felt a force of blood and qi mixed with demonic qi slowly merging into his body.

This kind of flesh and blood power was different from everything he had absorbed before, only to feel very vigorous, very powerful, and with a surging irritability that was difficult to tame.

If an ordinary monk absorbs this power, I am afraid that before he can fuse this power, he will have already broken through the blood vessels and veins, and he will not know how to die.

Outside, Bloody, who was originally planning to rush back to the battlefield, naturally noticed the strangeness that happened in the space in his abdomen, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.

A mere human race dares to forcibly devour the true demon's qi and blood, how is that different from looking for death?

However, just when he wanted to make a mockery, he found that the power of blood and qi in his body began to drain rapidly, and Yuan Ming not only did not explode and die after absorbing the power of his blood and qi, but accelerated the absorption.

"That's not right...... How is this possible? His body stiffened, and he suddenly felt a bad feeling.

How did he know that Yuan Ming was not only the body of Vientiane, but also the body of a half-demon, and although the power of the blood and qi containing demonic qi would also collide with his bloodline, it was not enough to kill him.

On the contrary, with the support of the Origin Power of the Immortal Tree, Yuan Ming quickly adapted to the power of the bloody blood qi and began to grab it on a large scale.

"You're looking for death." Blood screamed angrily.

He immediately flew down and came to a mountain forest to sit down cross-legged, folded his hands and pressed his abdomen, and began to operate the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill.

In the space inside his abdomen, the perisquirming of the surrounding flesh walls accelerated again, and the gray mist that had originally gushed out began to gradually become thicker, until it turned into a thick black.

In just an instant, a large number of undead tree roots were corroded into ashes.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming was also stunned, and he hurriedly divided more mana to urge the Wanjiang Map, and frantically absorbed the corrosive black mist.

The billowing black mist gathered in the Wanjiang Map, and suddenly condensed into a black vortex with deep color.

Unlike the gray mist vortex that grew bigger and bigger, the black vortex became smaller and smaller, and did not condense until it became a small black dot like a lump of coal.

Yuan Ming's eyes fell on it, but he couldn't help but have hidden worries in his heart.

It's like ink drops on white paper, and as long as the juice is thick enough, it can soak through the paper.

But he had no other way at the moment, but to rely on the Wanjiang Diagram to fight against the corrosive black fog and speed up the power of grabbing the blood qi.

The two of them are like standing on a cliff in a tug-of-war, depending on who can't hold it first, who will fall into the abyss.

Time passed little by little.

The black dots on the Wanjiang map have been extremely thick, and it is only a matter of moments before the corrosion penetrates this spiritual treasure.

But at the same time, Yuan Ming, with the hard support of the power of the Immortal Tree's origin, had already absorbed a large amount of blood power.

Finally, it was still a bloody mentality that collapsed first.

He really couldn't imagine how a human race had survived for so long under the suppression of his Heaven Devouring Demon Skill, and he was still constantly absorbing the power of his blood and qi, making him gradually weaken.

The white blood on his face stood up suddenly, the fierce light in his eyes surged, his hands suddenly slapped his lower abdomen, and he opened his mouth and spit forward.

I saw a circle of black light spewing out of his mouth, and a dark green tree was wrapped in black light and flew out of it.

The immortal tree flew into the air, and immediately the light rolled up and turned into a human form again, which was naturally Yuan Ming.

At this moment, his clothes are in tatters, and the soles of his shoes have been corroded and penetrated, looking very embarrassed, but his eyes are full of light and in excellent condition.

The large amount of essence blood and demonic qi that had been absorbed before, although it had not been refined and purified, it was a little chaotic, but it had really improved the power of his qi and blood.

"Haha, I said that your blood is very good, your essence and blood taste really good, I don't want to come out a little." Yuan Ming sneered with a smile.

"You're looking for death." Xueli was furious and said through gritted teeth.

As soon as the words fell, a blood-colored mist suddenly steamed on his body, his body rose sharply, and a layer of blood-colored scale armor appeared on his body, but it didn't look like he was wearing any magic weapon, but it seemed to grow out of his flesh and blood.

(End of chapter)