There were so many dead spirits near this unknown giant tree, Qin Yang understood that this was the time he had been sinking into the Yellow Spring for too long, and a lot had already happened in between.

The progress of evolution has also been carried out a lot.

No matter how anxious he is at this time, it is useless, and besides, he doesn't really want to rush to the front of everything, because the map may not have evolved, let alone useful things.

Just as he was using exhaustive methods to begin to test the setting of this tree, several necromancys had already dried up near the tree.

It's a pity that the battle is really nothing to look at, most of the methods they used during their lifetimes can't be used, and there is a high probability that they don't have a method that fits the realm of the dead.

This battle, in addition to the death-defying bombardment, is to go directly to hand-to-hand combat, and not to mention it without looking at it.

Regarding that tree, the clues that appear now are the roar of the cow and the aroma, and what Qin Yang focuses on testing is also about the setting of these two things.

It's just that when Qin Yang's side hadn't tried to find out anything, a mutation appeared.

Like a blood-soaked canopy, with the gushing of dead air, it swayed constantly, snow-white buds grew on the branches, and the aftermath of the battle accompanied by the dead air around it continued to pour into this giant tree.

The snow-white buds, growing rapidly, turned into flower bones, the tips of the petals, a little red appeared, and in an instant, the speed at which the giant tree whale swallowed the dead qi skyrocketed hundreds of times.

The dead air turned into a whirlwind, condensing black clouds in the sky, and the black clouds were like black tornadoes, rolling backwards and submerging into the giant trees.

Qin Yang, who was still testing the setting in the distance, jumped his eyelids slightly, and immediately ran away without looking back.

Whatever it was, in his experience, nothing good would happen in this damn place.

When Qin Yang escaped for hundreds of miles, the white flower bones on the giant tree slowly bloomed.

The red crown seemed to be blood-stained, and in an instant, it turned snow-white, with only a hint of red at the tips of the petals.

All of a sudden, the fragrance of flowers filled the world, that kind of fresh and natural, full of vibrant smell, so that all the dead spirits could smell clearly.

The fighting came to a halt for the time being.

The necromancers sniffed the flowers, and slowly, someone began to sense that something was wrong.

The big demon with a bull-headed body, his nostrils opened, and he inhaled some flower fragrance violently, and immediately after, a special fluctuation appeared on him.

Like a candle flame blooming in the dark, faint but difficult to ignore.

In an instant, that little flame was like a fire in the prairie fire, ignited in an instant, and a sudden sound on the bull-headed demon ignited a blood-colored flame.

His vitality was ignited.

The dead qi on his body fell into the blood-colored flames, and quickly transformed into his demonic qi.

The aura of the great demon continued to rise, and his momentum began to climb rapidly.

The bull-headed demon felt the changes in his body, was ecstatic, and looked up to the sky and laughed.

"If that's the case, this is the sage of my Bull Demon Clan, and he gave me a gift from the Bull Demon Clan!"

The vitality is ignited, the dead air is gone, and all the methods before life seem to be able to be unscrupulous at this moment.

All of a sudden, the Minotaur Demon, who was suffering from his strength and had no magic at all, immediately pointed the finger at the Terran who sneered at him.

He shook his body, turned into a three-thousand-zhang true body, and spewed out two white gases from his nostrils, turning into waves of flames, washing through, and the land of more than ten miles was forcibly made out of two avenues compared to each other.

And the cynical bull-headed demon of the human race, swept by the air waves, like a fallen leaf in the torrent, completely unable to control his body.

After being swept out for more than ten miles, his body was covered with bruises, one leg was missing, and a layer of skin was directly shed on his back, revealing flesh and blood that had no blood flowing.

And the fragrance of those flowers continued to melt into his wounds, a little flame, ignited in the deepest part of his body, and his vitality began to recover.

The dead gas turned into fuel, ignited by a little fire, into his strength, his vitality.

In an instant, behind him, a huge wheel phantom appeared, the power of the true yuan gushed out, his missing flesh and blood healed quickly, he raised his head and pinched the seal in his hand.

I saw that the giant ship was rapidly consolidated, and in the most central place, a piece of golden light appeared, and a golden giant spear hundreds of zhang long flew out of the golden light.

A long golden line crossed the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the golden spear pierced through the shoulder of the minotaur and nailed it to a mountain in the distance.

At this time, the other necromancers, even if they no longer understood, knew what was happening.

When they smell the flowers, they already notice the change.

Now that the two of them have rekindled their vitality, they have been resurrected, and they have become no different from before they were alive, all kinds of methods that cannot be used can be used, and the strength that can be exerted has skyrocketed.

Immediately, someone couldn't help it.

Ignite life, resurrection.

Who can bear this, looking at the entire realm of the dead, nine out of nine dead souls want to be resurrected.

As the aroma comes in, more and more people ignite life.

What was originally like a brawl of little children escalated into a normal monk battle in an instant, and none of them were weak.

In the distance, Qin Yang had already smelled the fragrance of flowers brought by the wind.

It is the purest floral fragrance, fresh and natural, containing the vitality of nature, and you will feel refreshed when you smell it.

However, after smelling this floral scent, he felt that something seemed to change in his body.

With ready-made examples, it goes without saying that this is the beginning of the restoration of life, and the fire of vitality is about to be ignited.

Qin Yang was busy with the storybook and made supplementary settings.

"Smelling its fragrance can ignite life and resurrection. ”

The setting was instantly accepted.

Come on, it's done.

He has been pursuing for so long, and he keeps moving forward, for something, isn't it just for resurrection?

When he was in the land of Yellow Springs, Qin Yang thought about one thing.

Since the realm of the dead was born from the will of all living beings, then, not to mention all living beings, except for a very small number of living beings, the rest have basically thought about the fact that if they die, they can be resurrected.

What the monk is looking for, isn't it to become an immortal and an ancestor, live longer than the sky, and live forever.

If it can be resurrected, it can actually be regarded as achieving this achievement from the side.

With this kind of thinking, it stands to reason that the realm of the dead should also evolve this vision.

He hadn't seen it, but he always felt in his heart that in the realm of the dead, after a period of evolution, there was something natural and earthly that could rekindle people's vitality and resurrection, which was actually quite normal.

It's just that......

Happiness came so suddenly, he was at a loss.

Feeling the power that was accumulating in his body, and then looking at the battle in the distance, Qin Yang couldn't help but take a step forward, wanting to get closer.

Come closer.

There, the floral scent is stronger, his vitality, the speed of rekindling, may be a little faster.

However, after taking three steps, Qin Yang stopped.

It was as if a basin of cold water was poured down, occupying the ecstasy in his heart, his overwhelm, his shock, at this moment, took a sharp turn, and he began to slowly calm down.

Use your skills to capture all the details that can be ignored and can't be pinpointed out accurately, and then remove the unwanted parts.

He felt it.

This time, he clearly sensed that the few people who were fighting fiercely over there, the power of the bull-headed demon, after experiencing the initial straight climb, had reached its peak, and now it had begun to weaken.

The thought technique was opened, and Qin Yang's thought speed was accelerated to the extreme, and the influence of his mood began to weaken naturally.

Many details that he had not noticed, or that had been overlooked, began to surface.

The most important and the most obvious point is this.

This is the realm of the dead.

After igniting life here, all the dead air is gone, and what happens after that?

There is not a single aura in the realm of the dead, nor is there any resources that monks need.

The living people here, in a sense, are the same as the Zixiao and the Burial Sea that they saw in the world of the living, they have become dry batteries, and they will fart when they run out of power.

Qin Yang could clearly sense that after these people rekindled their vitality, they could not add a trace of strength at all, except that the dead qi in their bodies would be used as fuel by the fire of vitality and turned into their strength.

What if their power is completely exhausted?

Will it turn into a necromancy again?

And then continue to recharge with dead air, smell the flowers again and ignite the vitality?

Not mentioning whether it would be like this, Qin Yang just sensed that the battle with real fire had already been fought in the distance, and he had already seen the final ending.

Those who have run out of strength have only one way to die.

Even if you don't have these, then even if you ignite your vitality, how can you leave the realm of the dead and return to the world of the living?

The resurrection is divided into two parts, igniting vitality and returning to the world of the living, both of which are indispensable.

Qin Yang dissipated his thoughts, and the ecstasy in his heart basically dissipated.

Looking at the beautiful giant tree from afar, Qin Yang felt quite uncomfortable.

Similar to the law he summed up, there will be no honey in this world, and even if there is, it must be a layer of honey, which is wrapped in more arsenic.

It's a typical example.

The exterior is wrapped in the sweetest, a kind of honey that has the greatest temptation for the dead, and how much arsenic is inside, and how poisonous it is, I can't see through it.

In all fairness, if he hadn't been in Huangquan for hundreds of years before and lost his status as the number one in the sprint, if he was the first to come here this time, that temptation would definitely break all his sanity in an instant.

Rekindle vitality, who can withstand it?

has been sunk for hundreds of years, and now that I look at it, it can be regarded as a good thing, at least someone has gone to thunder.

Qin Yang stepped back a little further, and there was still a sense of eagerness in his heart.

After rekindling his vitality, he actually still has a lot of resources, and the power of the inventory is enough, and in the intervening time, he may have found a way to live in the world of the living.

It really can't be done, find a way to go back, \b go backwards in the bitter sea, jump from the canopy, and then go back from the Black Sea.

That bit of luck, after it is extinguished, will immediately ignite a small flame.

Qin Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly, he really didn't expect that he would be like this even today.

Sure enough, death is the hardest thing for people to face.

In the distance, the battle continues.

As the brawl continued, it was impossible for these people themselves not to notice that their situation was not good, but they couldn't stop and didn't dare to stop.

If you stop, you might be killed by someone else.

Another and more important reason is this amazing tree.

They don't know if their vitality is ignited, whether it's temporary or permanent.

Is it because I still smell the aroma that I can maintain the state of resurrection?

Is it in this range that we can regain our former strength and freely exert our former methods?

When they have stronger strength, they can't throw it away, not necessarily because of greed, but when they have power, they will have security, they can do a lot of things, and when they encounter many situations, they will have measures to deal with it, instead of being at a loss, they can only watch and passively bear it.

It is precisely because there are too many unknowns that no one knows about the world, so they dare not let go, they can't let go, and they must fight.

As time passed, new necromancers joined in, and the brawl that was already fighting with real fire became more and more intense.

Someone began to disappear, someone began to have a noticeable decline in power.

There are fewer and fewer people, and the scenes of the battle are getting smaller and smaller.

Until the end, only the last two remained.

One is a bull-headed demon, and the other is a human race with a weird yin and yang.

The demonic aura that rushed to the sky and the secret method of destroying the world were all gone.

The qi and blood were exhausted, the true yuan was exhausted, and all the strength of the two of them was almost completely consumed.

In the end, the two of them were like two mortals, standing on the ground, fists and feet intersecting, fists to the flesh, until no one had the strength to fight, and they collapsed on the ground together.

exhausted their qi and blood, true yuan, and demon qi, and finally even exhausted their physical strength, but their vitality has not been extinguished, and they are still burning tenaciously.

Time passed little by little, and their strength could not be restored at all, so they could only paralyze there, seeking to survive and not to die.

On the ground, the roots of the trees, which had been exposed by the battle, began to slowly approach, and the roots slowly climbed on top of them, as the roots completely enveloped them.

The tiniest roots of the tree began to burrow into their bodies, differentiate in their bodies, and use their living bodies as fertilizer.

Their vitality is absorbed little by little by the giant tree along the tiny roots, and the speed is not fast, similar to that of ordinary plants, which absorb water.

They could only watch, but they didn't have the strength to break free from this kind of bondage that they could easily break free from before.

Their flesh is slowly shrinking, slowly crumbling, and life is slowly being sucked away.

When their flame of vitality was completely extinguished, their bodies were already full of holes, and their bodies like rotten wood were also shattered at the same time, turning into ashes.

The breeze caressed, the snow-white flowers began to wither, the petal rain fluttered with the wind, and as the petals withered, the fragrance that was fresh and natural, not strong, but seemed to drill into people's noses, also faded in an instant.

In the distance, Qin Yang, who had a divine light in his eyes, watched the whole process, the time may be ten days, or it may be half a month, and the calculation is not so clear.

Just looking at the ending of these dead spirits, Qin Yang couldn't empathize without empathy.

The ashes were wiped out, and those who did not die were exhausted in the end, and they were used as fertilizer by the giant trees, and they died even more miserably.

Qin Yang really didn't expect that it would be like this in the end.

If you think about it, it's not surprising.

In the world of the living, there are more spirit plants and demon plants that need to devour people's lives, and there are spirit plants that can grow in an environment full of dead energy, and there are also spirit plants that absorb dead energy to grow.

Put it in the realm of the dead, there is a demon plant that needs the living machine as nutrients, is it an accident?

This time it was a lesson for Qin Yang, and it was time for him to understand that the experience when he was alive might not be completely suitable for this place.

And the difficulties that the living have to encounter here, I am afraid that they are much more difficult than the ominous wilderness.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is difficult to move an inch.

In the realm of the dead, igniting life is definitely not a good thing.

At the very least, you must first find a way to return to the world of the living, and after you are sure, you can leave, and then talk about igniting life.

Qin Yang didn't rush forward, he continued to test the hidden setting of this tree.

It is necessary to determine what the side effects of using this tree to ignite life are, and what the more specific setting is.

But before that, he had to test something else.

Qin Yang took out a large pen in the eyes of the sea and added a supplementary setting.

"This tree can be destroyed. ”

The supplementary settings flickered and did not disappear.

Keep adding.

"Can be destroyed by the dead. ”

The supplementary setting disappears in an instant, and the necromancer cannot destroy the tree.

As I had seen before, when the necromancers first started fighting, the aftermath was ineffective against the tree.

"It can be destroyed by the living. ”

In line with the hidden setting, it does not disappear.

Qin Yang continued to probe and continuously tested thousands of methods that he could do, all of which were denied.

It's similar to what I've seen before, after those dead spirits ignite their vitality, the battle scene has climbed several levels, and the giant tree that passively bears the aftermath still hasn't lost a single leaf.

The reason why he tried this first was that Qin Yang felt that this tree was really a bit dangerous.

With this tree here, Qin Yang couldn't help but think about it, and couldn't help but hold a hint of luck.

He didn't quite know whether it was his vision or whether it was because the tree was born with this attraction.

Before deciding on the way to get to the bottom of it, Qin Yang didn't even dare to write: this tree has an innate attraction to attract dead spirits to ignite vitality.

If he hadn't, he would have tried it like this, and this kind of setting would have been recognized nine times out of ten.

When the flowers bloomed just now, he had an idea if he could use the collection to pick those flowers.

But, if he was so close, he would be ten out of ten years ignited.

Now that all the flowers have withered, the fragrance is still there, but it is only the original fragrance, not as strong as when it blooms, so Qin Yang dares to get closer.

With the necromantic thunder in front of him, he can at least be sure that those necromantic spirits will not be ignited until they bloom.

Unable to find a way to destroy this tree, Qin Yang could only give up for the time being.

On the bright side, at least this is a way to ignite life, although the side effects are unknown.

In the future, he can spend most of his energy on finding a way to return to the world of the living.

Approaching the giant tree that had regained its blood-colored canopy, he pondered and continued to probe.

But this time, the test was not how to destroy it, but how to hurt the tree.

I can't destroy it, so take some of it away and use it as a material, so it's not too much.

It's been so long, and when he finally saw a tree, if he didn't get some as a resource reserve, would he still be virtuous.

After more than a thousand attempts, one was frozen.

Qin Yang looked at it and scratched his head a little.

With his plastic black sword, he exerted the power of the purest sword, and he was able to hurt this tree.

That is, he used a plastic black sword to slash away his memories and thoughts, but there was no way to do any physical damage at all.

Take out the plastic black sword, pour the power into it, and slash it out with a sword with the method of slashing memory.

The black light slashed through the trunk of the tree, and the divine light did not leave any damage, but the plastic black sword used the purest power of slashing memory, and the sword was cut out, but the body turned into a wound more than a foot long on the trunk.

At the wound, a trace of black sap slowly seeped out and dripped down the wound.

The fragrance that was lighter than the floral fragrance was emitted, and Qin Yang could feel that after those aromas penetrated into his nasal cavity, the power in his body was still accumulating, but the speed was very slow and the trend was not enough.

In a short period of time, it should not be ignited.

Take out a bunch of materials, make one hundred and eighty containers to collect tree sap, and then cut out one hundred and eighty wounds on the giant tree, and collect the sap little by little.

At the same time, continue to test the setting.

"Tree sap can also ignite life. ”

Pass.

Continue to refine how to use it.

Either externally or internally is not possible.

After experimenting with more than a dozen kinds, it was set to make incense with tree sap as raw material, and passed.

Then what else is there to say, with the incense made from this sap in other places to ignite life, and not to get more spare.

The sap fell into the container drop by drop, and after a few hours, the sap was less than 100 catties, and all the wounds were no longer juice.

Qin Yang cut out new wounds, and no branches flowed out, so Qin Yang could only give up regretfully.

Before leaving, he rummaged everywhere again, and really let him turn over a little petal that had not yet melted into the earth, there was nothing to say, put it away, and add it when making incense in the future.

Leaving the place where Qin Yang was clearly a rebirth tree, Qin Yang walked a little farther away and confirmed the safe distance, and the giant tree bloomed again, and it would not affect him, so he started to make incense.

If the craftsmanship is not good, then the material is the main thing.

Take out a small part of the sap, then grind a few petals into powder, blend it into the sap, and wait for the branches to dry up to make a tartar.

How effective it is, I can't try it now, and I don't dare to try it.

Put it away for later use.

All the way to the end of the floating island at your feet, and when you look up, there is another floating island ahead, higher up.

Far away, there seems to be another one.

Qin Yang glanced downward, and for some reason, a sense of familiarity came to his heart inexplicably.

After casting the word trick for a moment, digging out the source of that sense of familiarity, Qin Yang's expression was a little weird.

Bitter Sea, Yellow Spring, Floating Island......

If it corresponds to the monk's practice, the bitter sea corresponds to the Shenhai, and the Yellow Spring to the current floating island corresponds to the spiritual platform, which seems to be an unexpected fit.

Looking up at the height again, the next floating island, can it also be regarded as a part of the first-order spiritual platform?

Then after crossing these floating islands, is it the Divine Gate, the Dao Palace?

Qin Yang suddenly felt that he had found the private goods added by the Ancient Difu again.

No, this kind of private goods is more likely to be added up by the king.

If the realm of the dead evolves like this, it is of course the most beneficial for the human race.

The world itself is in line with the cultivation of the previous life to a large extent, so after coming here, the human race has an innate advantage that is difficult to perceive compared to other races.

Thinking about it carefully, after he came here, he did see more Terrans, and the proportion of Terrans in all the dead souls was abnormal.

Even if there are a large number of Terrans and many masters, but the masters of all other races combined, it stands to reason that at least they should start with a hundred times the strength of the Terrans.

Raising his head, Qin Yang felt that what he was looking for, how to leave the realm of the dead and return to the world of the living, might be just behind.

Hundreds of years have passed, and it shouldn't be so shabby that there isn't even a sticker, right?