In the Dead Sea, dozens of ships made of black wood are moored, and the black waters continue to erode, but they remain unscathed.

Seeing that the black ships seemed to be able to withstand the erosion of the Dead Sea, many monks breathed a sigh of relief and began to converge towards those large sects one after another, wanting to board the ship and go to the Death Sanctuary together.

On the big ship of the Qingfeng Holy Land, the sect leader of the Backing Mountain Sect reported to the Evergreen Divine Son with a blushing face: "Divine Son, the disciple of my sect came to report that Pan Letian's kid did come to the vicinity of the Dead Sea, but after the Dead Sea raged last night, he took people away. At this moment, he did not board any of the sect's ships. ”

The Evergreen Divine Son still stared at the turbulent dark sea in front of him, and said casually: "Sect Master Yang doesn't need to care too much, it's just a small character who can be crushed to death with one finger, if he dares to go to the Holy Domain, it is best for me to kill them easily, if they don't dare, it doesn't matter, after I go back, I will launch a hunt for them in the name of the Evergreen Sect." ”

His tone was flat, as if he was deciding the fate of several cats and dogs, and did not take Pan Letian and the others in his eyes at all.

In fact, not many people paid attention to the departure of the Yebai people except for the backing mountain sect, because last night's Dead Sea rage was too scary, and many monks began to retreat, although there was a steady stream of monks coming from all directions, but many people began to go home, unwilling to wade into this troubled water again.

Yebai walked along the shores of the Dead Sea into the distance, stopping to knock and knock from time to time, and even twisting some dirt and putting it under his nose to sniff carefully. Seeing that Pan Lotian and the pheasant looked confused, they didn't know what Yebai was going to do.

Finally, Yebai stopped in front of a small dark green sapling, and after looking around the small sapling repeatedly for a long time, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Brother Night, is there anything strange about this little sapling, could it be that it can help us cross the Dead Sea?" Pan Lotian finally couldn't help but ask, he also looked at this small sapling repeatedly for a long time, but he didn't see any difference between it and ordinary small trees, and he didn't even feel a trace of energy fluctuations on it.

Yebai smiled and said, "Yes, this is a living Dead Sea tree. ”

Pan Letian looked at the small sapling in front of him that had not reached his knees a little wordlessly, and he didn't know where to start complaining for a while.

Although the Dead Sea Tree is very rare, it was almost monopolized by the major sects hundreds of years ago, and it is even more rare to see those who are outstanding. However, the small sapling in front of me is too young, how long will it take for it to grow? Century? Or a millennium?

At that time, don't say it's the Death Sanctuary, I'm afraid that even they have turned into a handful of loess. Or does Yebai want to follow the example of the ancients to cross the river with a reed?

But judging from the thickness of this small sapling, Pan Letian felt that it was probably a little choking if it had to accommodate the sole of one of its feet.

Seeing Pan Letian's puzzlement, Yebai didn't explain much, he didn't know where to take out a shovel, handed it to Pan Letian and said, "Okay, don't guess, you will naturally understand the soil around this little sapling." ”

Although Pan Letian didn't know what Yebai wanted to do, he still raised the shovel and dug down, which was the trust he had generated from getting along with Yebai for many days.

However, Pan Letian's first shovel went down, and he faintly sensed that something was wrong, because the soil around the little sapling was so hard that his body made of steel and iron couldn't help but feel his arms tingle.

Pan Lotian silently operated the Ancient Barbarian Divine Technique, and used the strength of his whole body to shovel towards the ground.

The hard soil was finally shoveled away under his offensive that contained tens of thousands of catties of great strength, but the next moment it made Pan Lotian and the pheasant's scalp numb, and the pheasant was even more feathered, looking ready to escape at any time.

At the position where it was shoveled open by Pan Letian, the originally dark ground was bubbling with crimson liquid bubbling outside, as if someone had cut the main artery, and the scene was very weird and scary.

Pan Letian looked at Ye Bai with a pale face, and said with a trembling tongue: "Night, Brother Ye, this land seems to be a little unlucky, do we still have to dig it down." ”

His hands holding the shovel trembled uncontrollably, and when this kind of thing happened in such a strange place as the Sea of Death, no matter how big his nerves were, he didn't feel the chill on the soles of his feet.

Seeing Pan Letian's appearance, Yebai couldn't help but laugh and said: "The Dead Sea Tree is also known as the Necromantic Tree, don't look at this small sapling as if it is only so big, in fact, it has survived for thousands of years, and there is nothing strange about gathering some resentment and biological blood in the Dead Sea, so let's dig it, it's okay." ”

Hearing Yebai say this, Pan Le couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and felt that what Yebai said was very reasonable, after all, the reason why the Dead Sea was called this is because according to legend, there were too many dead creatures in the battle between the two worlds of Yin and Yang, and endless resentment and evil qi dyed this sea water like this.

Pan Lotian ran the strongest body refining technique in ancient times to be able to dig up the soil around the sapling, and almost all the strength of his body was used for each shovel, and when he dug about half a meter deep, he was already panting like a cow, and his heavy wheezing sound seemed to be about to breathe out of his lungs.

"Silly big man, look, what's that?" At this time, the pheasant on the side jumped up, pointing with his wings at the place where Pan Letian had just dug up, there was a little gray-white thing, which looked extremely dazzling in this blood-red liquid.

Pan Lotian also cheered up, and hurriedly waved the shovel to shovel away the soil around the white object, and looked at the object that was gradually revealed in front of him, and he said with some uncertainty; "Does this look a bit like a piece of bark?"

Yebai walked over, took the shovel in Pan Letian's hand and said, "Yes, this is a Dead Sea tree that has sprouted twice, you stay away, or I'll come." ”

As he spoke, a layer of dark golden light appeared on the surface of Yebai's body, and there were countless tiny black holes around him, frantically devouring the energy around him. The rumbling sound of blood rushing came from Yebai's body, like a galloping horse, several times louder than Pan Letian's movements when he was running the Ancient Barbarian Divine Technique.

In Pan Letian's surprised gaze, Yebai's shovel didn't seem to be hindered in any way, and he easily shoveled away the ground that he regarded as divine iron.

It seems that what Yebai faces is not the hard ground blessed by the trees of the Dead Sea, but a fragile piece of tofu that can be destroyed with his hands.