"You didn't sense the wrong bearing. A purple figure quickly swept through the air.

The green light followed, and said impatiently, "Can you stop for a while, and ask all the way." ”

The Devil Tree pouted and said, "That's not necessarily, you have been unreliable in doing things, I'm worried that something has gone wrong, and it won't be easy to end up when the time comes." ”

"No one speaks, when you're dumb. Qianxingteng said angrily, "Gather your mind well, there will be a fierce battle in a while." ”

"Actually, it doesn't matter, in the end, the two of us and even that one are just spirit bodies, even if we die in battle, we will only lose some vitality, and we can't hurt the foundation, so don't be so nervous, take it easy. "You see, it's your mentality that annoys me a lot, and sometimes it's too serious. ”

Qianxingteng was speechless for a while, he didn't know what to say, the devil tree was definitely deliberate, one moment said that he was unreliable and worried that something would go wrong, and then said that he was too nervous and wanted to relax a little, this grandson was in his heart, just to entertain him.

Although he was angry, Qianxingteng couldn't help but say: "Don't think that we are all spirit bodies and can be careless, there are too many ways to kill people in this world, although we have lived for a long time, there are still many areas that we don't understand, it's always right to be careful." ”

The Devil Tree smiled softly, the laughter seemed to be a little meaningful, faintly as if mocking, his eyes looked into the distance, a little hazy and a little blurry, if there was no meeting back then, he would have been annihilated in the long river of history, unable to live for so long, and really go back to it, he and the ghost is still inextricably linked.

Therefore, Qianxingteng may be worried about his life, but he himself doesn't care at all, because he has the consciousness and reason to let go.

"It's really been too long. The Devil Tree muttered softly in his heart, "It's been so long that I almost forgot." But does he dare to forget? He doesn't dare, maybe he can't remember what era he was born in, maybe he can't remember how many days have passed, but there are some things that he dare not forget, and he can't forget.

The Devil Tree felt the sound of the wind echoing in his ears, and the past rubbed into the wind and rushed towards him, as if there was still a little fragrance of fragrant grass quietly echoing in the air.

He was originally an ordinary tree growing in the mountains and forests, and there were more than a dozen villages on the edge of the mountains, scattered along the river, and the residents of the villages relied on the mountains to eat the mountains and the water, and lived a very leisurely life.

When the mountain people in the village are thirsty, they go to the river to fetch water, and when they are hungry, they go hunting in the mountains and forests, and if they want to make furniture or something, a group of hunters go into the forest to cut down a few trees, transport them back to the village to polish and polish, "squeak and squeak" to make new furniture, and deliver it door to door, so that residents can replace it with new furniture without spending money.

At that time, the Devil's Tree had just opened its mind, and some purple had just appeared on the original green branches and leaves, mixed with green, which looked a little weird and magical.

As the days went on, the villagers in and out noticed the difference in the Devil's Tree to him

We had never seen a tree that could grow purple leaves before, and the people chattered around the devil's tree.

Some villagers suggested that this was an ominous species that should be eradicated as soon as possible, otherwise it would bring bad luck to everyone and the village, and those alarmist words made the Devil Tree who was still in ignorance of the world quite angry, and almost pulled a branch over, so that he could see what bad luck was.

Of course, there are some villagers who hold the opposite view, and they think that this is a miracle, and that it is a messenger sent by a divine spirit to protect them, so that they can live a peaceful life every year.

A terrible quarrel broke out among the villagers over the whereabouts of the Devil's Tree, and they decided to keep the Devil's Tree and not cut it down, and built a fence and a stone wall around the tree to fence it off, so that the idlers and others could not easily approach the sacred tree, so that some children could not come here to make trouble.

As the days passed, the purple leaves on the branches of the Devil's Tree became more and more numerous, from the first few to a third of the leaves turned purple, until finally the whole tree glowed purple.

Since then, the Devil Tree will occasionally send out a spirit body to wander and wander around the village, and some villagers who are in trouble will always secretly help, and occasionally give the villagers some purple leaves to make potions to cure the villagers' diseases or prolong their life appropriately.

Everything is developing on the good side, and there are also some people in the village who have embarked on the path of cultivation, and they have come into contact with this mysterious realm with the help of the Devil's Tree, although they are located in a remote area and cannot access the most advanced cultivation methods, but they can also change their physique to a certain extent and improve their abilities.

But the good times didn't last long, and then a turmoil that affected the entire continent broke out, and a huge stone monument suddenly surged up in the depths of the mountain forest, which was probably dozens of times higher than the Devil's Tree, and from a distance it looked like a long knife plunged into the sky.

The stele looked gray, and there was a purple light surging back and forth on it, and the Devil's Tree didn't know why, but when it saw the huge stele, it felt a sense of intimacy, as if it was where it belonged.

He formed a spirit body and rushed in the direction of the stone tablet, only to see the scenes that made him cold.

Countless gray figures poured up from the huge gap under the stone tablet, roaring, waving their claws, and spreading out around the mountain forest with scarlet eyes, some running and some crawling.

Behind a large group of gray figures was a group of purple figures who came out of the gap, and from time to time there were a few whistling noises from their mouths, as if to direct the gray figures forward, and where they had spoken, the trees began to wither, the earth cracked, and the verdant grass turned black and lifeless in the blink of an eye.

He vaguely remembered that one of the purple figures looked up at his spirit body, a smile appeared on his hideous face, and a long list of words that he could not understand were spat out with his mouth open.

Subsequently, a large amount of gray

The figure rushed towards him, and the Devil Tree turned around and ran, frightened by the momentum of the other party, but after taking two steps he stopped again, and if he returned to his own body, then the villagers would suffer.

He turned in silence and walked towards the tide of gray figure, he roared and let out a miserable roar, and the purple light on his body rushed into the sky, but it dimmed slightly, and finally disappeared.

The villagers at the edge of the mountain range were equally horrified to find that the purple trees that had been taking care of them suddenly lost their luster, and the purple leaves on the branches fell one after another, turning gray, as if the vitality was constantly flowing.

Eventually, the purple leaves scattered, the strips of paper dried, and large gray marks appeared on the torso, slowly covering the entire tree.

The villagers ran away in terror, not only because of the change in the Devil's Tree, but also because they saw the gray figures coming out of the depths of the mountain forest, screaming and running for their lives in the distance, not daring to turn their heads back.

The Devil Tree wanted to struggle but had no strength, but in a trance, he heard some villagers complaining and cursing, saying that the Devil Tree was indeed a symbol of evil, and it was because of this broken tree that they attracted these monsters and forced them to leave the land where they lived.

Devil Tree listened to the words of the villagers, there was some sting in his heart, he didn't know if it was worth it for him to do this, but since he did it, don't regret it, even if people don't think about your good at all, they don't care about your life or death.

A tidal gray figure passed by the Devil's Tree, and he was about to die, which meant that he was worthless.

The creatures that came out of the gap in the stone monument did not pay any attention to the life or death of the devil tree, and passed by him, without even looking at it, and they roared into the distance, towards the villagers who were frantically fleeing for their lives, opening their bloody mouths, spitting saliva, and letting out cheerful screams.

The Devil's Tree stands in the corner of the mountain forest, watching the village it once guarded be destroyed in the blink of an eye, the houses collapsing, the fierce flames like pythons rolling between the houses, and every dance can take away a life, that are the villagers who have no time to escape, they are mercilessly devoured by the waves of fire.

If you are lucky enough to escape, you will eventually fall into the mouth of the gray monster and be chewed to pieces, blood flowing and broken bones splashing.

The devil tree's heart was like a knife, watching the villagers who once revered him fall one by one, he wanted to rush out and fight those ghosts, but he no longer had any strength, before he was hit by a gray beam, almost in the blink of an eye, the strength he had accumulated over the years was withdrawn.

When he has no power, he is powerless against time, and the years suddenly find him, and want to send him into the dust and disappear from this world.

At this time, a crack opened in the air, and a huge ancient door seeped out of the crack, appearing between this heaven and earth in an instant, and a woman wearing a black dress floated in front of the door, as if she was the master of this heaven and earth.

She quietly looked at the Devil's Tree, which had turned gray all over, and glanced at it again

The ghost creature raging on the ground below, without any expression on its face, stretched out a white palm from its wide sleeve and gently pressed it downward, and an incomparably heavy force suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

The ghosts below quickly shattered one after another, and were crushed into pulp of flesh alive, and large gray figures disappeared from this heaven and earth.

The ghosts seemed to sense the difficulty of the woman in the black dress in front of them, and one by one they let out unwilling anger, and finally retreated from the gap under the stone tablet and disappeared.

The woman did not chase after it, nor did she rush to destroy the stele, but fell lightly to the closure of the devil's tree, gently stroked the rough trunk with her palm, and said softly: "From now on, you will follow me." ”

The originally noisy mountain forest fell silent all of a sudden, and there was no living creature in sight, only a lonely old tree on the edge of the mountain forest.

On the edge of the old tree, a woman dressed in black played with the branches and blew the leaves.

(End of chapter)

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