The difficult 100 days were finally over, but the arid land still did not give Zhou Feng any response.

At this moment, Zhou Feng's lips were already chapped to the point of bleeding, and the corners of his mouth moved, and he felt extremely unbearable.

The scenery in front of him was also even more blurred, because Zhou Feng had consumed a lot of immortal qi and demonic qi before, Zhou Feng's physical strength was about to be overdrawn at this moment.

Affected by the lack of water, Zhou Feng felt that his body sitting at the moment was also shaky, as if he was about to fall.

Zhou Feng also raised the Dust Breaking Sword and slashed a sword in the palm of his hand, letting the tingling sensation bring him sobriety, so that he did not close his eyes, but continued to urge the immortal power and demonic energy to summon the power of the branches of the Divine Tree.

The impact of this dehydration disease has a huge impact on Zhou Feng at this moment, and even the use of immortal qi and demonic qi is intermittent.

Maybe that's why the underground water source in the Yellow Sand Land hasn't given him any feedback for so long.

Zhou Feng was on his right hand again, and once again drew a blood mark on the palm of his hand, making his sleepy self more awake.

The branches of the Divine Tree were so dry, even if he urged the power of the branches of the Divine Tree, the divine power in them flowed very slowly.

Perhaps because the power of this divine power is not huge enough, the water source buried deep in the ground in the yellow sand land cannot feel the power of the branches of the divine tree.

So Zhou Feng also folded his hands, squeezed the blood droplets with the palm of his hand scratched by the dust sword, and dripped onto the branches of the sacred tree, so that the dryness of the sacred tree was reduced, and the branches of the divine tree were fully watered.

Perhaps, in this way, this water source buried deep in the ground can feel the call of the power of the branches of the sacred tree.

This place is extremely arid, there is no water source, and in desperation, Zhou Feng can only make this decision.

He uses his own blood as a water source to irrigate the branches of the Divine Tree, so that the power of the branches can be transmitted to the depths of the yellow sand more quickly, so that the branches of the Divine Tree can quickly establish contact with the water source buried deep in the ground as soon as possible.

Seeing that the Sacred Tree had reacted to its own dripping blood, the feeling of dryness gradually decreased

Zhou Feng also continued to put his hands together, squeezing his own blood droplets, dripping down to the branches of the Divine Tree, until the branches of the dry Divine Tree branches, and new small sprouts grew again.

But at this moment, Zhou Feng, who is suffering from water shortage, if he keeps pouring his own blood droplets into the branches of the sacred tree, he will inevitably have a life crisis due to severe water shortage.

As his own blood continued to flow, Zhou Feng also began to feel dizzy, and the already vague scene in front of him began to gradually turn black.

Zhou Feng knew that this must be the effect of water shortage.

But Zhou Feng still gritted his teeth and continued to irrigate the dried branches of the Divine Tree with his own blood droplets, so that the branches of the Divine Tree could be restored to life.

He hadn't received feedback from the water source buried deep under the yellow sand, so Zhou Feng naturally didn't dare to close his eyes so easily.

Under the continuous watering of Zhou Feng, the branch of the sacred tree also had a new sprout gradually emerging.

Seeing this, the corners of Zhou Feng's mouth also hooked up a smile, it seems that his thoughts are really not wrong.

Because of the lack of water, the dry skin of this branch of the Divine Tree cut off the connection with the underground water source of the yellow sand, so no matter how much he urged the immortal qi and demonic energy, this underground water source still did not feel the call of the branch of the Divine Tree.

Zhou Feng also swiped a sword on his arm again, so that the watering of the branches of the Divine Tree continued to speed up, so that the small sprouts next to the branches of the Divine Tree grew faster.

When the sprouts of the branches were fully grown, he thought, the summoning of the branches of the sacred tree should work.

This underground water source should be able to feel the call of the sacred tree's thirst for water.