Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

As the words of those so-called "immortals" fell on the top of the sacred tree, the cultivators in various places around the sacred tree became even more crazy.

Those monks who had already eaten the fruits of the sacred tree would naturally not give up and continue to plunder more fruits.

The monks who had originally planned to stick to their original intentions also gradually began to waver.

To ascend to immortality, one must either consume a hundred fruits or kill a hundred people in total. Furthermore, they must be those who have swallowed the fruits of the sacred tree and regained their cultivation.

According to the "immortal" on the top of the sacred tree, you can only choose one of these two paths.

Either they fight for the fruit of the sacred tree, or they cannot eat the fruit and instead kill those monks who have recovered their cultivation after eating the fruit.

And based on the experience of these days, it can be inferred that the more fruits one swallows, the stronger and more terrifying one will become.

It would be obviously several times more difficult to kill these monks who had eaten the fruits of the sacred tree without any cultivation.

It seems that swallowing the fruit, restoring cultivation, and competing for more fruits is undoubtedly a relatively simpler way to leave here and ascend to the immortal path.

Therefore, most of the monks who were originally insisting and would not easily eat the fruit also began to weigh the pros and cons.

Since everyone can ascend to immortality, do we have to choose a more difficult path?

……

"It looks like the sacred tree will produce fruits day and night. I'm afraid the fighting and competition will become more intense."

Duan Lingtian sighed softly, his expression becoming even more solemn.

Inside the tree hole camp, the bonfire flickered, stretching everyone's shadows into extremely long and thin ones. The occasional jumping sparks and the "crackling" sound of firewood exploding kept echoing in their ears.

Farther away, there were waves of shrill wails and screams, echoing through the night sky.

In comparison, Ling Feng and his team's camp was relatively quiet and peaceful.

However, this calm will probably only last until tomorrow morning.

When daybreak came, no one could escape this brutal fight.

"It's not surprising for warriors to fight for good fortune and seize opportunities. But this sacred tree nourishes its fruit with blood, and forces all cultivators to join in the fight. No matter how you look at it, it's full of evil and viciousness. Is this a sacred tree or a tree of hell?"

After all, it was Sima Junting from the Holy Temple of the God of War who was the first to break the peace.

In the martial arts world, it is normal to fight and kill for opportunities and treasures.

But killing to the point of losing humanity, not distinguishing between friend and foe, and even killing innocent people indiscriminately is another matter.

Especially Sima Junting had once felt that under the enchantment of the fruit of the sacred tree, he actually wanted to kill Duan Lingtian, the killer who had just saved his life.

He is so cruel and crazy that he is totally unlike himself.

"But no matter what, if you want to leave this place, you can only choose one of these roads."

Duan Lingtian took a deep breath, "Thanks to the other way, at least, we are not forced to eat the fruit. But..."

After a pause, Duan Lingtian said in a deep voice: "Everyone must be mentally prepared. The choice we make will be extremely difficult."

There were seven people left in their team, including Ling Feng, Ye Keren and her brother, Duan Lingtian, Sima Junting, Zhang Haoran, and Yi Tianxing.

If everyone wants to leave this place, at least the monks who have swallowed a total of 700 fruits of the sacred tree must be killed.

In addition, no one present would kill indiscriminately, and it is impossible for them to kill anyone who has swallowed the fruit without any bottom line.

The rules of this killing feast are indeed restrictive in every way for those who have conscience and bottom line.

"I do have an idea."

Ling Feng suddenly spoke, and everyone's eyes immediately turned to him.

Ye Wuxin narrowed his eyes and stared at Ling Feng, saying: "Oh? Shuiniu, what did you think of?"

"From the two rules announced by the voice from the treetop, those who eat the fruit must fight with others who also want the fruit in order to fight for more fruit. There must be a hostile relationship between them.

In addition, in order to condense more fruits, those who have eaten the fruits will continue to attack others who have not eaten the fruits. And because those who have not eaten the fruits have no cultivation, they will also be their first choice targets. There must be a hostile relationship between the two.

However, there is no such inevitable hostility between those who have not eaten the fruit and those who have not eaten the fruit. The targets we need to kill must be those who have eaten the fruit. Therefore, I think we can help or rescue those monks who insist on not eating the fruit, and continue to absorb them as companions to strengthen our own strength, so that we can deal with more and stronger opponents. "

Duan Lingtian's eyes suddenly lit up, "Good idea!"

The monks who are unwilling to eat the fruit will be a relatively smaller group and more vulnerable in this battle.

But there is the possibility of win-win cooperation among this group.

Ling Feng was able to immediately identify allies with whom he could cooperate by analyzing the relationship between the enemy and us.

Duan Lingtian does not have such a broad perspective.

Duan Lingtian nodded, "Junior Brother Shui Han, it seems that you have really come to your senses."

“I don’t know if it will work or not.”

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, "It's just that the vague shadow in my mind seems to be becoming clearer and clearer."

"Oh?"

Duan Lingtian's eyelids twitched slightly after hearing this, "Is that shadow Ling Feng?"

In his opinion, Shui Han absorbed the drop of blood essence belonging to Ling Feng in the Ling Tiandao statue, which meant he obtained Ling Feng's inherited power.

It is normal for Ling Feng's shadow to appear in his mind.

"do not know……"

Ling Feng shook his head. "I don't know that Ling Feng...but the shadow in my mind seems to be myself, the me trapped by countless chains..."

"You really have a lot of secrets hidden in you, but the answers to all these can only be revealed after we leave this place. I just don't know if I can survive this time..."

"Bah! Senior Brother Duan, you are the best of the younger generation in our Southern Witch Region. If you say anything discouraging, you won't be able to survive. Aren't we all doomed?"

Ye Wuxin spat several times quickly, looking gloomy.

Duan Lingtian shook his head and smiled, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes, "That's right! Everyone, I'm sure you can leave here alive!"

……

At the same time, on the other side of the sacred tree.

Jiang Xiaofan, Li Bufan, Shenshui Yin Ji and others did not directly engage in the killing, but found a relatively secluded place to discuss countermeasures.

"It seems that, even if I don't want to commit more murders, I have no choice but to take action."

Jiang Xiaofan sighed softly, "However, if we choose those cultivators who have eaten more fruits, their hands must have been covered in blood. Killing them would not be a psychological burden."

"Hehe, everyone else is picking on the weak, but you're the opposite, you're the one who's ready to take advantage of them!"

Yunfu couldn't help but tease.

"Anyway, they didn't seem to be that cruel after eating the fruit."

Jiang Xiaofan patted his chest and said, "Their swords can't break my physical defense."

"Ha ha……"

Everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes. If they didn't know that Jiang Xiaofan was an honest man, they would have thought he was pretending to be cool.

However, his Black Tortoise Body is indeed ridiculously hard.

"I agree with Xiaofan's proposal, but if you think about it carefully, have you noticed that this sacred tree seems to grow faster?" Li Bufan said in a deep voice.

"what do you mean……"

Jiang Xiaofan blinked his eyes. "Now that you mention it, it is true that not only are there more fruits, but the branches of the tree are also becoming more and more numerous and complicated."

"That's probably because there are enough nutrients."

Shenshui Yinji said calmly, "Didn't you realize that the bodies of all the dead people will be directly devoured by the sacred tree? The flesh and blood of so many people is enough to make this tree grow rapidly in a short period of time."

As the leader of the evil cultivators in the past, Shenshui Yin Ji has been exposed to more evil and sinister secret arts and techniques.

This so-called sacred Jianmu tree seems more like an evil creature of their evil ways.

Shenshui Yin Ji said coldly: "I'm afraid that from the beginning, the purpose of attracting cultivators from all over the world is to make us kill each other here, so as to promote the growth of the tree!" "So, is the tree an opportunity for those of us who come here to seek immortal fate, or are we the nutrients of the tree?"

Jiang Xiaofan snorted, "This sacred tree is causing so much trouble to Xuanling Continent. I will not stand idly by!"

……

The sky is getting brighter.

However, unlike usual times, this time, the killing did not end at dawn.

All the monks stopped climbing up and continued to fight each other.

As the whole world becomes brighter, it also means that there will be nowhere to hide on the entire sacred tree.

"Let's get started!"

Ling Feng and his group walked out of the tree hole.

They decided to split into two groups, rescue those monks who were unwilling to eat the fruit of the sacred tree, and then bring them back to the tree hole camp.

In this environment, the secret to success is to unite all forces that can be united.

Everyone nodded. Ling Feng and Ye Keren were on one team, while Duan Lingtian led Zhang Haoran's team.

Yi Tianxing and Ye Wuxin stayed to look after the injured Sima Junting.

They started searching for the target on both sides with the tree hole as the center.

About an hour later, Ling Feng and his companions had rescued five monks and sent them back to the camp.

Just as Ling Feng was about to bring the two newly rescued monks back to the camp, he suddenly heard the sound of a fierce fight.

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly, and he turned to look at Ye Keren and said in a deep voice: "Sister Keren, take them back, I'll go over there and take a look!"

Ye Keren looked at Ling Feng intently, and finally nodded, "Then you should be careful."

Over the past few days, Ye Keren finally understood that this mysterious man, who had no cultivation at all, seemed to have an endless power hidden in his body.

To a certain extent, in this environment, even Duan Lingtian was not as powerful as him.

"Ah."

Ling Feng nodded, then stepped on the ground with one foot and his body shot out like a cannonball.

Just now, he sensed a very special aura.

It seemed as if it was connected to my blood, but this feeling only flashed for a moment and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

It's like it was just an illusion.

But Ling Feng couldn't help but rush in that direction at full speed.

  Because there, maybe his...relatives are there!

Finally, after running at full speed for about half an hour, Ling Feng saw three monks covered in blood besieging a temporary camp.

There are about ten people in the camp.

It turns out that these people have never eaten the fruit of the sacred tree.

Among them, the most eye-catching ones are a girl with a strange little animal standing on her shoulder, and another one is a pregnant woman with a big belly.

Such a combination actually wants to wade into this muddy water?

Next to the pregnant woman was a handsome-looking man, who was protecting her tightly behind him. He should be her husband.

Fighting with the three monks who were fighting for the fruit were a bearded man, a middle-aged woman who looked charming, and a muscular and sturdy young man.

Not far away, there was a middle-aged man wearing a strange animal skin short coat, lying on the ground groaning.

Next to him was a man who was dressed similarly to him but also had a full beard. He supported the middle-aged man and stared at the monks opposite him with hatred in his eyes.

There was another deep claw mark on the middle-aged man's neck, and blood had dyed the ground red.

Not far away, a emerald green light flickered, and a fruit of the sacred tree was about to condense!

"Haha, another fruit is about to condense! Senior Brother Doulong, if we kill these people, we can at least produce a dozen more fruits!"

One of the middle-aged men with red eyes stared at the people in front of him with a grim smile, as if they were all dead.

They have all eaten at least twenty fruits of the sacred tree.

  His strength at this moment has almost reached the early stage of the ancestral realm!

Perhaps they were not that powerful, but before coming here, they were just ordinary early-stage Saint-level monks.

The more fruits they devour, the more terrifying their power becomes.

There is no need to even go through the tribulation, as the level of cultivation will skyrocket without any bottleneck.

"I'll hold them back!"

Luo Hanzhou roared, swung the sword in his hand, and directly blocked the claw attack of the cultivator named Doulong.

Then, he turned the sword and used his body to directly block the attack route of the other two monks.

"Fei'er, hold on to your sister and take everyone away first!" Luo Hanzhou growled. There were already many scratches on his body caused by sharp claws.

At this moment, he is just a spent force.

"No, I will never leave!"

Davila's eyes were red, and she was obviously unwilling to abandon her husband.

Du Fei'er was already frightened at this moment.

If she had known earlier, she should not have been so willful and insisted on climbing the sacred tree, thus dragging everyone into such a crisis.

On the other side, Biluo Shengji and Xuanlei Palace Master Lei Wensheng looked at each other, and there was a flash of determination in their eyes.

"Lin Mu, take your wife and get out! Get as far away as you can!"

Saint Lady Biluo roared and rushed out.

  However, she is not good at body refining techniques and has no cultivation. How can she resist a strong man whose strength is comparable to that of an ancestor?

The other party just raised his hand lightly, and a cold light flashed, which was about to split the body of Biluo Saint Ji into two.

However, at this moment, Lei Wensheng pounced out and stood in front of Biluo Shengji.

  laugh!

Suddenly, blood splattered out, staining the cheeks of Saint Biluo red.

Biluo Shengji felt as if struck by lightning. She looked at Lei Wensheng's body, which fell into her arms. She was completely stunned.

Lei Wensheng just raised his hand with difficulty and gently wiped the blood stains on her face, "Biluo, after all, I can't accompany you to... the end..."

Before he finished speaking, his hand had already slid down powerlessly.

"no no!!!"

The eyes of Saint Princess Biluo were bloodshot, and her whole body was shaking violently with anger and pain.

“Hahaha! You’re just a loser, and you’re trying to be a hero and save the damsel in distress? But this girl is pretty good. You’re not worthy of her, but I can enjoy her for you in a little while! Hehe…”

The three monks on the other side continued to grin grimly, as if they had just crushed an ant to death.

"brute!"

Luo Hanzhou felt as if all the blood in his body was on fire, and he slashed with his sword frantically, but unfortunately, he couldn't gain any advantage at all.

On the other side, Rufeng's face had turned pale, and he was obviously frightened.

After all, she is just a little girl.

Everything she had experienced in the past few days had caused a huge impact on her young heart.

The blood of Lei Wensheng, the master of Xuan Lei Palace, seemed to be the last straw that broke her sanity.

The next moment, a deep red blood line suddenly condensed on Rufeng's forehead, and strange patterns flickered and floated in his eyes.

That was clearly a sign that the Emperor's Eye was about to be opened! (End of this chapter)