The people were quite at a loss for the immortal evil wood, but the evil wood didn't think about it at all. They saw it getting crazy, and it was as if it was disrupting the dense forest with a radius of hundreds of miles and sucking up all living creatures in the forest.

The countless staggered branches are powerful and powerful. When they are thrown on the ground, they will always make a "bang" sound, followed by the sound of countless sand and stones being shattered, just like houses being blown up one after another in my ears.

The sounds were terrifying and continuous, and the hearts of people were thumping, which made people feel nervous.

This is not very threatening to powerful people like Jun Xiao and Yu Xian. It only suffers from a bunch of disciples who have always been living in various sects to practice and practice, and have never encountered such a scene.

They could only instinctively feel that Jun Xiao and Yu Xian are much better than them, but they have no specific concepts, and they don’t know how sure they can deal with this very terrifying evil wood. So even if they were protected by the two of them, they still seemed to want to help but dare not help. At the same time, they were worried that they would be slapped to death by the evil wood, which was very busy.

Hengtian Sect has always recruited many new disciples. Except for some special circumstances or accidents, almost all of them came to participate in the trial conference. Compared with other sects, the team is simply huge. In addition, the disciples of Xuanwei and Changling Sects have finally been calculated. There are nearly a hundred disciples who have walked on this path through the Zhuque Sect.

Because it was divided into dozens of teams at various forks, the Nine Killing Formation set up by Hengtian Gate was tempted by the Nine Killing Formation set up by Hengtian Gate and became even more scattered. Almost every minute, a little disciple who had just escaped from the illusion and was not fully awake rushed in, sometimes one or two, sometimes in groups of three or five.

Yu Xian and Jun Xiao had to repeat their work - kill a piece of evil tree branch and rescue the lured disciple. As soon as they were thrown into the pile of chickens, new branches had already grown out from behind, and new disciples also broke in.

But this can only maintain temporary safety, because the evil tree seems to be growing continuously.

As more and more people gather in this area and the energy of living creatures becomes heavier, the evil wood becomes more and more difficult to deal with, the speed becomes faster and the branches grow longer.

Two little disciples who accidentally broke in were trying to die, and tried to put the magic circle to deal with the evil wood, but ended up sending themselves to the feet of the evil wood faster. Yu Xianjunxiao had just sent a large wave and had not had time to rush over, they were already entangled by two thick branches.

Jun Xiao flashed over and pulled the two back. One of the two men's arms had been sucked off, and the blood was dripping all over his body, and he howled in pain. The flesh at the broken mouth on his shoulder was almost rotten, and the exposed bones were damaged.

The other little disciples were frightened and frightened, and they shrugged their shoulders and seemed to be ready to run at any time.

While watching the large army, constantly resisting the strong branches sweeping over, and constantly catching the newly invaded disciples, Yu Xian was so busy that his mind began to hurt.

After struggling for a while, looking at the vast crowd of people behind, Lin Jie, who was in charge of counting, called out to Junxiao: "There are two people left alone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Xiao's long sword energy in the air fell down, and the golden light flashed, splitting the evil wood in half. He jumped over from it, and grabbed the two chickens on the opposite side and swept back like a gust of wind.

The two chickens fell to the ground, and Lin Jie raised his throat and shouted: "It's all right now!"

Yu Xian and Jun Xiao kept the sword lights forming a sword wall while winking each other.

"No! There is no time to stop the road from falling!" Yu Xian frowned, stared at the Zhiya who was constantly attacking, and said to Junxiao.

Jun Xiao also had a cold face and replied, "I have to think of a way to prevent it from growing new ones and healing the broken branches."

The branches cut by their sword walls always turn into black air in an instant, and then the wind swept back into the main branch of the evil tree like a cloud, and new branches continued to grow.

After looking coldly for a while, Jun Xiao said to Yu Xian: "Master Xianyu, if we can stop the black air from returning to the main trunk of the evil wood, perhaps it will not produce any new branches."

Yu Xian glanced at him and nodded: "If you want to cage all the black gas--"

"Yes, Master, you are here to cut off the branches, I am here to gather black air." After Jun Xiao finished speaking, he glanced at the evil wood, turned around and put down Bai Ke, who had never been in his arms, and let Lin Jie protect him.

Then, he and Yu Xian rose into the air at the same time in a tacit understanding, and rushed out like two sunny meteors.

Yu Xian was too lazy to even start, so he raised his hand and used the tip of the sword as the pen and the void as the paper, and drew the runes open and closed. Wherever the tip of the sword passed, there was a dazzling golden light. The pen was like a dragon and a snake, flying up and down around the entire evil tree. In an instant, countless broken branches fell one after another.

As before, the broken branches "swoosh" into countless black gas during the fall, and rushed towards the main trunk together.

But this time, a figure that was so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly passed through countless black air, like a ghost, and moved like a shuttle. The long sword on his body swung very quickly, directly surrounding the huge evil wood trunk, forming an encircled sword wall, blocking countless black air from the sword wall.

Then, Jun Xiao shouted softly, and the dazzling golden sword wall suddenly exerted force, making a sharp sound of gold and stone fighting each other, scattering the increasingly rich black air dozens of meters away. Then, the sword wall gathered together, driving all the black air outside, and finally forming a huge ball.

Jun Xiao and Yu Xian cooperated to roll the giant ball formed by black gas bigger and bigger, and when it was almost able to crush a large forest, the long and powerful branches of the evil wood were finally cut clean, and none of them could be successfully regenerated, leaving only a bare and half-broken trunk, and no more could be done.

"It's done!" Yu Xian then shook his sword hard and threw off the sticky tree sap. The juice was brown-red and a bit black, emitting a smell of foul smell, rotten corpse gas, and a rust-like bloody smell, which was really disgusting.

Yu Xian threw away the Taoist talisman with some disgust, cleared his sword before retracting it, and then flashed to Jun Xiao.

Jun Xiao was holding a palm, constantly using his energy to transform this huge ball of black gas.

The black gas was like a snowball that saw the sun, melting smaller and smaller. It was constantly eliminating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was finally digested by Jun Xiao.

At the moment when the black air completely disappeared, the evil wood withered in an instant as if it had lost its last bit of essence.

The huge trunk suddenly became dry and brittle, and a layer of tree shells fell down.

At this time, the evil wood looked more like a demon snake molting, but it was somewhat consistent with the so-called "blood beast".

However, after the snake-like tree shell fell off to the ground, the exposed core made people gasp.

The chickens who were originally surrounded by the side saw that the evil wood was cut into a bald man, and then shrank their necks and observed quietly for a while. Seeing that there was nothing new and deadly movement, they then tried to gather together where Junxiao and Yu Xian were.

Lin Jie just moved to Jun Xiao with Bai Ke halfway and halfway, but Jun Xiao took Bai Ke over and protected him well, as if he was afraid that something would happen again.

When this group of people just stood still, the dry and crisp tree shell made a crisp sound of "peeling". It just happened to be taken off and it broke into pieces and fell on the ground.

So they met the main core of the evil wood at close range. With that glance, they frightened the chicken who had never seen any big world. Some of them had poor tolerance. After a moment of shock, they turned their heads and vomited.

For a moment, the sound of dry retching came one after another.

The core of the evil wood looks much softer than the way it was holding the tree shell before, and it looks more like a thick vine with a strong skin and soft flesh. It seems that a single cut can flow out of the slurry.

However, the surface of this thick vine is not smooth, and there are no fiber-like meridians or burrs that normal vines have. Instead, they are covered with round bulges and dense, making people stand up and fall to the ground in pieces.

If the bulge is just a round sarcoma-like thing with nothing on it, that would be fine. At most, it would cause people to lose appetite for three days after intensive phobia, and they would not vomit so much on the spot.

But the bulge is nothing else, but a human face.

The core of the evil wood, a thick fleshy vine, was densely packed with raised faces.

What a terrifying scene it was, even the disciples of various sects who had experienced much more than ordinary teenagers had never seen such a horrifying evil thing.

The two small sects Changling and Xuanwei were not even too closely involved in the practice of their disciples, and were more like sects that collected a bunch of fatherless orphans or poor children to live a life. The teenagers who came out of these two sects had never even experienced a slightly more cruel trial. When they saw this evil wood, they all subconsciously turned their backs and did not dare to take a second look. It seemed that they would be plagued by nightmares for a long time in the future.

The disciples of Hengtian Sect have usually experienced the Wanchao Valley under the guidance of their senior brothers and masters. Although they were only drawn in a small area, their cruelty was incomparable to this trial conference, but at least they had experienced some storms, so they did not react as much as the disciples of Changling and Xuanwei. They did feel a little retching at the first sight, but then they remembered that they were disciples from Hengtian Sect from the largest sect. They could not act so timidly, so they all endured all kinds of discomfort and watched the evil wood not turn around.

After just taking a few more glances, the disciples of Hengtian Sect widened their eyes, and the expressions on their faces were extremely terrifying. Compared with Changling and Xuanwei, they were even better.

After a deadly silence, a disciple finally spoke and broke the suffocating quietness.

"Then, that face! Is it Senior Brother Zijing?! A Qi, come and see! It's Senior Brother Zijing?! I didn't admit it wrong?! Oh my God! What's this thing! Why does Senior Brother Zijing's face grow on this evil thing?! He...hasn't he missing for several months?!"

This stuttering sentence was like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan, instantly splashing countless boiling sounds, and a group of disciples from Hengtian Sect suddenly screamed as if they had exploded.

"That's Senior Sister Ali! Yuchen! I saw Senior Sister Ali!"

"And Senior Brother Zixi!"

"I saw it too!"

"This is here, and here, come here! Isn't this the previous group of disciples who entered the sect when we joined the sect? I can't name it! But they all look familiar!"

"What's going on!"

Various names flash in the chaotic words, and each time one is called, it will always cause some people to scream.

As familiar faces were recognized one by one, the number became more and more, and the noise like boiling water gradually became smaller and finally became quieter.

All the young new disciples of Hengtian Sect fell into a state of fear and creepyness. One of the disciples murmured: "The human faces on this evil wood core seem to be all disciples of my sect... Some of them disappeared after entering the same period, and some of them were early in the sect. You, do you still remember that there was a group of disciples who were taken to the sect and no one saw them again after they were taken to the sect. You said, where would they be? Could it be... right here?"

The little disciple's voice was very light, with a tremolo caused by fear, and he spoke intermittently, as if he could not reach the power at any time and could not spit out the next word.

But everyone present, including disciples from Changling and Xuanwei, heard it.

In an instant, Han Yi climbed up along the backs of the little disciples, and no one could answer his last question.

Only Yu Xian looked at the human face of the tree with a sad face with a look of grief on his face, sighed quietly, and the old and humble voice was like an echo in the wind, saying, "This Hengtian Gate... is a sin..."

When the crowd was silently watching the evil wood, with a chill in their bones, frightened and unsure of what to do, a disciple suddenly moved, left the crowd, and looked at the face of the evil wood without any hesitation, carefully, seeing from the top and bottom, while watching, he took expressionless steps, and walked slowly along the thick core that even ten people could not hold.

That person is no one else, it is Lin Jie.

At this time, his face was as gray as death, his blood was gone, and his expression was extremely gloomy, which was far from his usual sloppy and sloppy appearance. It was as if he had been taken away by someone and had a soul-changing one.

However, it is better to say that it is a soul-changing change, it is appropriate to say that it is lost.

He was like a dead soul floating beside this evil tree. There was no other person in his eyes, only the pale and terrifying human faces on the tree, and he didn't know what he was looking for.

Finally, after walking around the entire evil tree for most of the time, Lin Jie stopped. The stopping movements stagnated for a moment, as if there was no strength to lift and fall, and each movement was so difficult.

His eyes were staring at a place on the evil tree, and he stood under the tree to form a tomb, silent and sad.

Jun Xiao and Yu Xian looked at him and saw a girl's face, just half a person tall, just like the faces of countless corpses, with no blood, pale and almost blue, with chapped lips slightly open, and there was still blood that had dried up at the corners of the mouth.

If she wasn't dead, she should be a very lively girl, because she has a pair of apricot-like eyes, beautifully shaped, like a cat.

If the pupils of those eyes had not been spreading and looked a bit terrifying, they would have been a pair of eyes that would shine when they were happy and would bend into crescent moons when they smiled.

And this girl's eyebrows and eyes and slightly raised lips are all seven-point similar to Lin Jie.

Jun Xiao, Bai Ke and Yu Xian all heard Lin Jie mention his sister - the girl who was taken away by Hengtian Gate when she was young because of her good roots and bones, but no longer had any traces.

They heard Lin Jie mention it more than once, and whenever he mentioned his sister, he always talked about it with a worry-free look on his face for a long time, and could not help but talk about a few clips of how his sister took care of him when he was a child. Then he would have red eyes to analyze the scenes he might see when he found his sister, maybe living or dying. He said it, but even if he hoped very little, he always had a nervous expectation, looking forward to seeing her sister, she would still be lucky to live by chance - even if she had only one breath left, she could be saved. It would be okay to be seriously injured and affect her future life. He could raise her and take care of her, just like she took care of him when she was a child. Of course, if she could be healthy and healthy as before, it would be better.

He also thought about the worst situation, when he found his sister, she had turned into a pile of bones. Then he might rush over and cry, venting all the worries and longings of the past decade, and then he would restrain his sister's bones and put them into peace.

Countless scenes have appeared in Lin Jie's mind, good, bad, happy, and sad. He thought he had made complete preparations, but at this time, he still lost his voice and couldn't even react.

His brain was as if it had been formatted, and it was blank, so his expression fell into Jun Xiao and the others' eyes, and he was full of confusion, as if he could not recognize the face on the evil wood.
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