Song Ciwan stood in the hollow of the tree and was stunned for a moment.

But soon, her mind was detached from Fang Cai's various emotions.

Her chest ached severely, and the previous wound had not yet healed, and the Grace Charm only relieved the pain, but it seemed to have little effect on the healing of the wound.

The gourd magic weapon that hurt Song Ciwan is undoubtedly peculiar.

This thing, there is a strange destructive power that can prevent the wound from healing!

And the Purple Ribbon-level Zhuji Dan obtained by selling the Blood God Seed just now, although this thing is extraordinary, it has no healing effect and cannot deal with the immediate crisis.

The problem of Song Ciwan's serious injury has still not been solved.

What to do?

Do you want to leave this tree hole immediately, leave the demon realm, and return to the spirit realm?

No, no!

Seriously injured and returned to the spirit world, I'm afraid I didn't go to deliver food? And in this passage, the second son's gourd magic weapon lost its trace again, and he didn't find this thing, so Song Ciwan was unwilling to leave like this.

The existence of this thing is a hidden danger after all, since he killed the second son, Song Ciwan made up his mind that he must solve all the things with the relevant residual breath!

Song Ciwan's mind was racing and continued to induce.

Soon, she discovered that there was an indescribable dark aura in the hollow of the tree, and the existence of these dark aura made everything around her seem lifeless.

Originally, outside the tree hole, there were actually a lot of all kinds of demon realm creatures.

These things are evil, chaotic, dark, and terrifying, but despite all their negative aspects, in the end, they are all alive and vivid.

In this tree hole, however, there is only a dry passage, and nothing else.

There are no demonic creatures, no grass and trees, no chaotic human voices and magic sounds...... Inside the passage, everything is secluded.

At this moment, Song Ciwan even had a feeling: it seemed that there was only this one passage left in the whole world, and in the entire passage, she was the only one left.

An inexplicable sadness is coming at this moment, just as the world is vast, the world is independent, when the life of the whole world is gone, leaving her alone, even if she lives for a long time, what is the meaning?

Unconsciously, with this sadness, Song Ciwan covered his injured chest and walked a little deeper into the tree hole.

Seeing that he was going further and lower, in the depths of the tree hole, the dry and silent atmosphere was getting stronger and stronger, and Song Ciwan's chest suddenly jumped in his heart.

Song Ciwan, who was immersed in sadness, suddenly woke up: No, what did she want to do just now?

Oh, she actually wanted to give it a try, and see if she could use the scales to absorb the dead air in the hollow of the tree.

As a result, she was inexplicably drawn by this dead air, forgetting her true purpose, and instead walked a long way into the depths of the tree hole in a daze.

Song Ciwan immediately summoned the scales and tried to absorb the dead air around him. Then she found that this method did not work, and the scales could not absorb the dead air in the tree hole.

……

Song Ciwan was not discouraged, she felt that she had just thought about it, what kind of dead air in the tree hole did she inhale?

She should clearly find a way to absorb the dead air from her wounds! She can't breathe in the breath of the outside world, can she still breathe in her own breath?

Then, Song Ciwan pressed his hand on the wound on his chest again, and operated the scales to absorb the stiff breath that permeated his wound.

Sure enough, this time Song Ciwan succeeded.

Soon, there was an extra cloud of gas on the weighing pan: [Starlight Death Qi, the death gas born from being injured by the Heavenly Star Aurora magic weapon, one catty and five taels, can be sold. 】

It turned out that the strange aura that permeated Song Ciwan's wound was called Starlight Death!

After this ball of dead air was sucked away by the scales, Song Ciwan suddenly felt a heaviness all over his body and suddenly dispersed.

As if a tight shackle had been broken from her, Song Ciwan straightened up and cast the Ganlin spell again. The rain fell on her, soaked into her wounds, and the wounds on her body began to heal rapidly.

Especially the penetrating wound on the chest, compared to other small wounds, this most serious wound healed the fastest!

However, after dozens of breaths, Song Ciwan, who was dying, recovered from his serious injuries.

She stood up straight, and her injuries healed, this was just a surprise, and what was even more surprising was that after this experience, Song Ciwan found a new use of the scales.

After recovering from the serious injury, Song Ciwan became more confident, and a feeling of refreshment made her thinking extremely clear.

She once again performed the Great Transformation Technique, and this time, she chose to burn ten years of longevity to calculate the location of the second son's magic weapon.

After Shou Yuan burned, the power of the Great Transformation Technique skyrocketed, and the previous hazy and hazy, as if it was blinded by something, was gone in an instant, and Song Ciwan immediately followed his spiritual sense, and continued to walk towards the depths of the tree hole.

This time the divination was not superfluous, at least it gave Song Ciwan a reassurance.

Song Ciwan's pace was slow and then fast, and then later, she turned into a wisp of wind again, and went straight down the tree hole.

The wind blew through the silent tree hole, and walked and walked until it had walked for miles, dozens of miles...... Or even hundreds of miles, even uncountable miles—

Just when Song Ciwan was about to think that this tree hole was a bottomless abyss at all, a hazy sound of conversation came from the depths of the tree hole.

Song Ciwan stopped walking in an instant, and she hovered in the corner of darkness.

The hazy conversation was a little chaotic, as if there were many people shouting something in unison.

"From now on, the human race will not cultivate the golden pill, but only practice itself!"

"Even if the sky falls, the building wood falls, and the immortal road is cut off!"

"From now on, the Terrans will not be puppets, only themselves!"

"Even though the mountains and rivers wither, the era is gone, and immortality is no more!"

"From now on, the human race does not respect the immortals, but only itself!"

"Even though the eternal will sink, the years will be silent, and the road will collapse!"

"From now on, ......"

One after another, first vague and hazy, then gradually clear, then gradually excited.

In the end, those voices seemed to have passed through the infinite years, and resounded generously and heroically in Song Ciwan's ears.

She couldn't help but turn around the darkness, and first saw a gray-white pile of debris - of course, for the first time, Song Ciwan's attention was not on that pile of debris.

Her gaze looked upwards and saw a cloud of light and shadow shifting on the pile of clutter.

In the light and shadow, it seems to condense a grand world.

It is a boundless sea of clouds, infinite electric light, and there are mountains and rivers passing by, lakes and seas, desert sand, and vast green fields......

But under the electric light, the mountains collapsed, the lakes and seas dried up, and the wind and sand lifted up on the desert buried one after another fleeing human beings.

Some fell down in the midst of crying, some gritted their teeth and turned to fight again, and some people raised their hands to save the sky under the crazy pouring thunder.

There are also people who form a large array of human beings, and with their human bodies and bodies, they form a flesh and blood giant axe, aimed at a big tree that reaches the sky, and cut it down with a bang!

(End of chapter)