Stunning Spirit Master

The handsome young man with blood on his cheek also jumped out, and several other tribesmen who appeared with him quickly shouted, "Young Master, you can't!"

Jian Yue Wu Zheng didn't seem to listen at all, and several Xuanhui clan members spoke quickly, "Young Master, you represent the Xuanhui clan now, and she represents the Fu family. If you go over there, the fruits will not appear!"

"Young Master, you have to occupy a position in the support family, don't be impulsive!"

"With her strength, it won't be a problem!"

"ah--!"

As soon as the Xuanhui clan members finished speaking, they saw the two figures being knocked out by Ye Guilan and falling directly. The corners of the mouths of several clan members twitched and they hummed proudly when they saw their young master.

As if to say, she is indeed my fiancée.

"Young Master, the throne spirit is not affected, and Mei Jianyun is still alive at the Mei family."

On another platform, Mei Jianyun seemed to be injured, panting in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and looked at a certain platform with a pair of black eyes.

Yue Wuzheng looked back, and with a look, the throne spirit jumped up directly, rising and falling several times, and came to Meijian Yun's side.

"Thank you."

Yun Yun lowered his eyebrows and spoke, knowing that there was a throne spirit from the Xuanhui clan, and he could breathe a sigh of relief.

Ye Guilan occupied the platform and immediately lowered her eyes. When she saw the giant lizard beside her, everyone looked over.

What the hell is that lizard? It has such a bulging mouth?

Among the six platforms, the Xuanhui clan is adjacent to Meijianyun, while Ye Guilan is sandwiched between the Black Fang clan.

No one takes any action at this time, the buds do not appear, the fruits do not bear, and all actions are useless.

Everyone is patiently waiting for the buds to appear and the fruits to bear.

Ye Guilan saw Mei Jianyun who was still alive, and probably understood that the other members of the Mei family were gone.

And the rest of the Fu family are not here either.

Looking back at Xiaodouyan, Ye Guilan took a deep breath and sat down on the spot.

The Black Fang family looked at Ye Guilan and felt very happy that they could still be so relaxed at this time.

On a certain stage, a long-haired man in a robe, who did not see Wan Qi Wujiang or anyone from the Yu family, let out a sinister laugh.

Wanqi Wujiang, I really can’t trust him too much.

"Master Wu, she is alone, should we..."

Wu Zhu stared at Ye Guilan, "Why are you so anxious? Wait until the fruit comes out and then deal with her."

Swish, brush, brush!

The root veins entrenched under the giant crimson tree suddenly moved. Along the six passages, the veins were like blood vessels, climbing up and heading towards the gravel platform.

The bright red liquid flows into every piece of gravel along the root veins.

Ye Guilan felt that the temperature of the platform she was sitting on had increased sharply, and she quickly lifted Xiao Douyan up again.

The faint red root veins reached around the gravel at a speed visible to the naked eye. As the temperature continued to increase, something seemed to break out of the gravel.

Ye Guilan could feel the spiritual energy below quickly gathering somewhere, a bud was about to appear.

Click!

A crack appeared from the surface of the platform, and a large area of ​​bright red liquid appeared faintly underneath, as if blood was flowing inside.

A scarlet bud poked out from the crack.

Is this a bud?

Ye Guilan held up the little bean-shaped eyes and stared at the scarlet buds with black eyes. After a few seconds, the buds grew taller.

It's like trying hard to grow from the cracks below.

On the six platforms, six buds appeared one after another.

On the Xuanhui clan's side, several clan members gathered around Ya, not daring to breathe a single breath.

But his young master didn't even look back, his dark eyes were always looking at the beautiful figure on the farthest platform.

The vermilion buds keep growing taller and faster.

It emerged from the crack, and in just a few minutes, it had reached Ye Guilan's waist, and the ends of the buds also changed significantly.

The end, amidst rapid changes, grew into the shape of human hands.

The two palms were tightly clasped together, and something seemed to be growing slowly inside.

Everyone is holding their breath and waiting for the moment when the fruits will bear fruit.

Several members of the Xuanhui clan raised their heads and looked at their young master, who was still looking somewhere, and their temples began to beat wildly.

At a time like this, young master, you might as well look back and show your concern.

Yue Wuzheng only had Ye Guilan in his eyes.

He looked at the Black Fang family sandwiched next to his little wife. In the spiritual space, the red demon fox let out a cunning laugh.

"Wuzheng, you value her so much, she has become your weakness."

Yue Wuzheng sneered, "Not everyone dares to attack my weakness."

"Hahaha, it's true. Anyone who attacks her will be tired of living." There was a smile in the demon fox's blood-colored eyes, "Those things in her body are not easy to mess with."

Gudu, Gudu.

The giant crimson tree in the middle continuously pours red liquid into the stones through its own roots. As the red liquid continues to flow out, the color of the giant crimson tree becomes lighter and lighter.

Ye Guilan heard this voice and turned around.

The giant crimson tree suspended in the middle looks like oil paint washed away by a heavy rain. The original crimson tree body has become several layers lighter.

Even some of the branching branches have turned pale white, like dead wood with exhausted oil lamps.

The color of human palms continues to deepen.

All the temperature from the surface of the earth has gathered on the palm of the hand, and the red color on the palm is like a ball of flame burning on it.

The tightly clasped palms of human beings are slowly opening under the ever-increasing red shock.

Ye Guilan watched as the giant tree in the abyss returned everything it had absorbed.

It nourishes itself with human flesh and blood, and then bears the fruits of honor and status that humans pursue.

The blood-red palm slowly opened and closed, revealing a blood-red fruit like an embryo inside, revealing its true appearance.

The fruits of the abyss have already been borne.

The competition really begins at this moment!

[The author has something to say]

We will continue to add updates tomorrow, we will add updates every other day, and we will finish writing the battle in two or three days.

Good night, see you tomorrow.