Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 443: Cute Little Sacred Tree
Not only were the Martial King realm martial artists panicked, but even Qin Lan, Zhou Wudao, Zheng Quan and other Martial Emperors also had expressions that changed drastically, showing horror.

Everyone saw dusty fog rolling in from all directions at a very fast speed, filled with a strong sense of death.

Everyone was extremely panicked. Facing the deathly aura coming from all directions, the Holy Maiden of Baihua Valley, who had always been calm, showed a look of horror for the first time on her face.

It is recorded in the Records of the Grand Historian that wherever death energy passes, there will be no life and only piles of bones. But it is clear that death energy rarely appears, perhaps not even once in a hundred years, and yet everyone encountered it today.

At this time, everyone was no longer paying attention to Ye Xuan. Faced with the arrival of the deathly aura, many people had become weak in their limbs, and were in a mess, frightened out of their wits.

"I don't want to die!" A young warrior from the Zheng family screamed hysterically. His companion was even worse. His crotch was already wet and he was so scared that he peed his pants.

"Your Highness, help me!"

Including Qin Lan, almost everyone's eyes were focused on the Saint of Baihua Valley. They still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts. As the Saint of Baihua Valley, they didn't know whether she could find a way out for everyone.

The Holy Lady of Baihua Valley struggled. She glanced at the ice ball that was constantly cracking. The next moment, it turned out that Her Highness the Holy Lady did not disappoint everyone.

She suddenly took out a jade talisman and crushed it. Suddenly, a portal shining with white light appeared in front of her.

The Holy Maiden of Baihua Valley took a step inside, and her figure disappeared into the white light portal, which then collapsed and disappeared into nothingness.

Qin Lan and several other Martial Emperors were stunned for a moment, and then Qin Lan shouted angrily, "Is that a space teleportation talisman? A rare treasure talisman that can teleport across space!!"

This Saint Lady actually escaped on her own!
"Damn it! She actually has this space talisman. This woman didn't even say hello and ran away without us!"

"Bitch! Despicable bitch! We entered this world of the dead for her, but she escaped on her own! I'll fuck her for eighteen generations."

"God damn it, we are all blind to work for such a woman!"

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Everyone was furious, even Martial Emperors like Zheng Quan could not help but curse, wishing they could skin the Holy Maiden of Baihua Valley who escaped alone, and humiliate her thousands of times in public to relieve their hatred.

"Look, that's it!" At this moment, someone else screamed.

A white light gate appeared in front of Zhou Mo, and in Zhou Mo's hand, there was a broken jade talisman.

Zheng Mo actually also has a space teleportation talisman!

Qin Lan and other Martial Emperors burst out with unprecedented speed at this moment and rushed towards the space portal.

Zhou Wudao was even more surprised and shouted, "Zhou Mo, you are worthy of being the hero of my Zhou. You actually have such a precious talisman. This old ancestor will reward you handsomely!"

Only space martial arts masters can refine space teleportation talismans, and they are extremely expensive. Even the lowest-level 100-mile space teleportation talisman requires a million yuan stones to buy, but there is no market for it.

Zhou Mo gave a bitter smile. Not only did Zhou Wudao and other Martial Emperors rush towards him, but other martial artists also went crazy and tried to escape through the space teleportation talisman.

Zhou Mo found these teleportation talismans by accident in a dilapidated cave when he was young, and he has kept them until now to save his life.

But at this moment, Zhou Mo gritted his teeth, waved his hand violently, and threw his daughter beside him into the light gate.

"No! Father!!" Zhou Timo's scream came from the light gate.

But the moment the girl entered, the white light gate shattered and disappeared.

Father as a mountain.

Zhou Mo knew that this space teleportation symbol could only teleport one person, so he chose to send his daughter away.

All the people in Zhou Wudao roared in despair. The chance to escape was gone right before their eyes!
Rumble, at this moment, the death fog in all directions finally gathered together and completely submerged everyone's figures.

Many warriors, once enveloped by the death fog, screamed, their Yuanguang shields dissipated, and they fell downwards. But before they hit the ground, their entire bodies quickly weathered and turned into white bones. Zhou Mo was one of them.

At the same time, the ice ball floating in the air was rapidly weathering as it was covered by the death fog.

Suddenly, with a "bang", it turned into ice crystals and shattered.

Revealing Ye Xuan who was shocked inside!

Although he had been frozen before, he had seen everything that happened to Wang Mo and the others.

At this moment, Ye Xuan felt that the energy in his body stagnated, and he was unable to raise even a trace of energy. He was about to fall from a high altitude.

Ye Xuan's scalp was tingling, and he could feel his vitality draining away rapidly.

He shouted in surprise, and released a powerful mental force that poured into his Star Jade Pupils. Suddenly, a space shield appeared around him.

But what frightened Ye Xuan was that the next moment, his mental power suddenly stagnated and the space shield was broken again.

"Dragon-Tiger Prison Body!" Ye Xuan shouted, and dense purple-gold scales appeared on his body.

But the purple-gold scales also began to weather in the dead fog around them.

Ye Xuan could already feel wisps of death energy entering his body, and an unimaginable sense of death permeating his mind.

He smiled bitterly, it seemed that he was really going to die this time.

Ye Xuan discovered in despair that no matter what means he used, he could not resist the deathly aura, and his vitality was being rapidly consumed.

He also tried to communicate with Buddhist relics, spiritual fire and other rare treasures, but it was all useless. His Yuanli and mental power were stagnant, and no treasure could be activated.

Gradually, as the vitality dissipated, Ye Xuan's mind began to get lost. He didn't know if he was hallucinating. It seemed that he saw an extremely beautiful and strange fish.

The flying fish swam in the death fog, with a dazed and empty look in its eyes, and a thick aura of death lingering all over its body.

At this moment, Ye Xuan seemed to hear a deep and confused voice: "Reincarnation... fate... destiny... ridiculous?"

Ye Xuan smiled bitterly. His skin had become cracked and his hair was starting to fall out.

"It seems I can't fulfill my promise to Shadow Dance!"

But just when Ye Xuan was in despair, suddenly, in his small world, the towering little sacred tree shook slightly, as if it sensed the danger of Ye Xuan, and a green light appeared from the little sacred tree.

Immediately, a green light appeared on Ye Xuan's body at this moment.

"What is this...?" Ye Xuan was shocked and found that the green light was full of majestic vitality, which quickly replenished his vitality that was originally dissipating.

What shocked Ye Xuan even more was that the deathly aura that he had tried every way to resist before was actually blocked by the green light emitted by this little sacred tree!

At this moment, Ye Xuan's hair grew rapidly again and his skin quickly became shiny.

"The Tongtian Little Divine Tree actually has such powerful abilities!?" Ye Xuan was stunned, and then he became ecstatic.

The contrast between death and life really made Ye Xuan so excited that he could hardly control himself. Thinking of the scene of him being about to die, Ye Xuan broke out in a cold sweat again.

He had already seen that Qin Lan, Zhou Wudao and other Martial Emperors were shouting in fear in the death fog, and their appearance was rapidly aging!
Qin Lan was originally a charming female warrior queen, but now she has turned into a white-haired old woman.

And these Martial Emperors were like this, not to mention the Martial Kings, who had already turned into piles of bones and fell downwards.

There was a faint glow in the abdomens of those white bones, which should be the natal weapons of those martial kings.

(End of this chapter)