Ji Yuan's eyes were blood-red, he looked up to the sky and roared, and his ears were full of crying, roaring and cursing, torturing him to the point of madness.

Bitter! Bitter! Bitter!

Hate! Hate! Hate!

In the midst of the storm, a boundless sea of bitterness seemed to rise in front of him, and the black tide inside was surging.

If you look closely, there are countless people with broken bodies crawling on the ground, like black waves.

The mouth roars without a sound, and the obsession and hatred as deep as the sea are issued!

Miserable! Miserable! Miserable!

The sea of suffering is boundless, who can cross it?

This familiar pain reminded him of a mass grave many years ago when he was an outcast.

It's not so much a mass grave as an abandoned mine.

After years of chaos, most of the deep pits were rotting corpses hastily rolled with mats, and some thin-skinned coffins with leaky fillings were thrown horizontally and vertically in the open air.

The young Ji Yuan really couldn't walk, so he could only lie on the edge of the pit for the night.

That night, there was a thunderstorm, and the white soul flags that were planted diagonally in all directions danced in the wind and rain, making a burst of cracking sounds.

There was no way, he could only open a coffin and prepare to go in to avoid the rain.

Thundered!

At this time, a thunderbolt swept by, shining brightly, shining on the heavens and the earth, and also illuminating the terrible face of the main lord inside.

A pair of gray eyes that are not old, and they have not closed until death.

Ji Yuan was in a trance for a while, and he actually felt that those eyes were glaring at him, and he began to ask questions constantly.

"Why didn't I have a good life when I was alive?"

"Why am I still exposed to the wind and sun now that I'm dead?"

"Why am you alive when I'm dead?"

His face seemed to be blown cold, Ji Yuan's head was buzzing, and he was confused in a trance.

In the rainstorm, Ji Yuan dragged his thin body and climbed to the edge of the pit.

There was lightning and thunder in the sky, like day, and he slowly walked towards the white soul banner that swayed in the rain.

After that, Ji Yuan wrapped the white soul banner around his neck a few times, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

If you are crooked, you will jump into the pit and strangle yourself.

Fortunately, the soul banner was broken, and it broke before Ji Yuan was suffocated, and he was broken.

When Ji Yuan rubbed his head and woke up, he saw that the full moon in the sky was pale, and the dust on the ground was dry, where was it like a drop of rain?

When he looked at it, he was lying on the ground, and he turned over the coffin beside him, and a pair of miserable white hands poked out of it, still on his shoulders.

He scolded his mother, ran for a mile or two without looking back, and since then he has been around the grave when he sees it, and he has fled when he meets the grave.

……

"There must be something wrong with the fruit!"

Ji Yuan came to his senses, if it is barren today, it is difficult to grow even a grain in the field, how can he give birth to a longevity immortal fruit?

"Give you back your blood? Give you back the meat? ”

He finally realized, and slammed his fist into his stomach.

"Gross!"

There is nothing to spit out but bile.

Ji Yuan wiped his mouth and collapsed to the ground weakly, staring at the top of the cave with blank eyes, muttering to himself.

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you! ”

After lying down for a while, Ji Yuan struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes were full of anger and murderous intent, shooting out like a sharp sword.

He looked around, and there were hundreds of large and small caves connected to it, like a honeycomb.

Just when Ji Yuan didn't know where to go, the curse of the person who died in vain in his head sounded again.

And as he approached a certain cave, the sound became more and more penetrating.

"Is this it?"

He relented, struggling into a cavern and weaving his way through a winding path in the darkness.

It is impossible to distinguish the direction in the corridor, nor can it calculate the time, like an umbilical cord, constantly drawing downward.

Gradually, Ji Yuan could feel dense branches and leaves, scraping over his face, and there were also intricate roots under his feet, writhing like a living thing, trying to devour him.

"Is that the exit?"

A faint light came from a short distance, and he walked cautiously forward, the curses and roars in his head becoming deafening, as if a raging wind was rolling in the sky.

Ji Yuan was in pain, clenched his teeth, and drilled out of the hole.

His vision finally widened, and he saw himself standing on the edge of a cliff covered with human head plant roots.

Below is a huge underground space carved out of the belly of the mountain.

An ancient giant tree rose from the ground, with a thick, tall trunk, blue-gray like a dragon, and dug deep into the ground.

Ji Yuan looked up and saw a height of several hundred zhang, the canopy of the trees was withered and withered, but it still covered the entire underground space in it, impermeable.

Among the dry branches hung a few babies, their heads connected by umbilical cords, some as big as thumbs, some on all fours, like October fetuses.

At the top of the tree, it was the size of a giant elephant, but it was still in the shape of a baby, but it had a hideous face, and its nails had turned into sharp claws.

Sometimes they close their eyes, sometimes they are restless, and they rustle the branches and cry like a complaint.

"Is this the legendary ginseng fruit tree? What the hell is this? ”

As soon as Ji Yuan opened his mouth, a strong bloody gas poured in, which made him dizzy.

There was a rustling sound under his feet, Ji Yuan was smoked all over his body, and when he looked down, he realized that countless vines had wrapped his body in half, and then shook it violently.

A strong wind surged, and Ji Yuan's whole person flew out with a "whoosh" and hung upside down in the air.

Countless dark vines crawled along the rock wall, like smooth poisonous snakes with long mouths, quickly winding around Ji Yuan until they wrapped him into a huge vine ball, dragging him into the ground.

The earth and rocks cracked, and the earth smashed into a huge gap, and from it splashed several feet high, crimson waves!

It turned out that under the root system of the giant tree was a deep pool of blood red.

The aftermath of the rattan ball smashing into the ground had not yet dissipated, and the water was turbulent, and the white bones were floating.

Ji Yuan's body was swept into the root system of the big tree, and those babies in the tree suddenly opened their eyes, and they were full of desire.

The babies pulled the umbilical cord on the top of their heads to their mouths with their hands, opened their mouths full of piranha-like tiny teeth, bit down on the umbilical cord fiercely, and sucked greedily.

Under the giant tree, three ugly-looking strangers walked out leisurely, and they were the three bandit leaders who occupied the Lion Camel Ridge.

They wear a canopy made of young branches of the ginseng fruit tree, and wherever they go, the vines automatically avoid them.

"I want to kill all the people in the world in order to raise this ginseng fruit tree!"

The three of them looked at the ginseng fruit tree writhing like a giant snake, and the flame of desire in their eyes burned brightly!

"It's a pity that in the end, we fell short, and we became prisoners, but it was cheaper for the three of us brothers!"

"Yes, it's like a dream when I think about it now, it's like a beggar getting the throne, haha!"

At this time, King Peng stepped forward and looked at the blood-red pool: "Since we got this spiritual root, we don't know how many people we have killed and how much flesh and blood we have filled in with it for decades!" ”

He raised his head and looked at the giant elephant-like ginseng fruit at the top of the tree: "Just wait for the immortal fruit on the tree to ripen, and you can have a lifespan of 10,000 years!" ”

The old man with a smile on his face also stepped forward: "That kid was swept away by the roots of the tree, and he must have turned into white bones in a moment." When the ginseng fruit tree eats a person, it will spit out the magic weapon, which is really tried! ”

The green lion still had a color on his arm, and the expression on his face seemed to be very relieved: "This kind of immortal fruit, only human flesh and blood can be used as nourishment, and it is extremely domineering to the sky." ”

He took out a bottle wrapped in human skin from his arms: "The blood on it is the most powerful to erase the mind." You have to use this "Yin and Yang two cylinders" to turn into slurry before you dare to take it. This kid is a turtle, and he actually ate it directly. ”

The old man of Yellow Tooth snorted coldly, and he is still haunted by it: "That kid tasted it before he died, and it was his creation!" ”

……

The pool is blood-red and smells fishy and unpleasant.

Thick vines like dragons swirled under the water, pulling Ji Yuan and quickly rolling into the dark roots of the ginseng fruit tree like a city.

Ji Yuan could still see it, but there was only a blood red in front of him.

He was soaked in cold water, but his body was slimy.

He knew that it was secreted from a living vine, constantly digesting his own blood and minced flesh. Then it followed the pumping vines, hungry and thirsty into the root system.

The man-eating tree was sucking and devouring his flesh and soul.

"Am I like a leaky jug?"

Ji Yuan laughed miserably, and there were countless vicious curses surging in his mind, but he didn't even seem to have the strength to suffer.

"It's okay! It won't be long before I will become like you, hating everything and cursing everything......"

He felt his consciousness drift farther and farther away, spreading and then dying like a cloud of dust raised in the dark, cold water.

He was about to reach the root of the ginseng fruit tree, and he could finally see the huge monster with a human face like a sarcoma.

And at this moment, Ji Yuan's body burst out with immeasurable golden light.

The golden light shone in the blood-red water, dyed a touch of red, like red gold refined by flames, and the color was excellent.

Ji Yuan was also surprised to find that the whole world was quiet.

The sound of the water, the sound of pain, the sound of resentment......

And the wails of those vines, even when they were burning, were quiet.

The undercurrent in the water turned over for Ji Yuan, and he saw countless white bones floating under the water.

They had long since withered, but now they were looking at themselves reverently with their hands folded.

In their empty eyes, Ji Yuan was surprised to see a reflected, golden light.

The golden light lingered in the water, warm and soft, like a person looking up at the sun in the sky.

Ji Yuan's heart couldn't calm down for a long time, he stroked the soft armor that emitted golden light on his body, and muttered in his mouth: "If I smell it......"

The feeling of suffocation came up, and Ji Yuan knew that he had been in the water for too long, and was about to paddle to the shore when he dimly heard someone calling him.

"Don't go up yet, those three ugly people have a bottle in their hands, and they can hold people the most. Be careful that they pretend to turn into thick blood in a moment or three! ”

Ji Yuan looked around for the source of the sound, and saw the blood-red water flowing apart.

The root system of the ginseng fruit tree is divided in two from the middle, revealing a bright space several zhang square.

Just inside the root of the tree, there seems to be a glowing bald head.

Ji Yuan rubbed his eyes, shocked and frightened in his heart: "Could it be that the ginseng fruit tree has become a sperm?" ”