Above the sky, countless dead branches and leaves wrapped around the flames and pulled them into the sky like black lightning.

In an instant, it was flooded by endless branches, leaves and vines, and the towering sacred tree wrapped it up, as if it was about to swallow the two of them.

Many great monsters and humans have experienced the same scene before, but they are not even more shocking at this moment, just because the death tree is all heading for one person, which also gives many people the opportunity to escape and rush out of the canyon wildly.

"I'm really looking for death." Tan Zimo from Zixiao Heavenly Palace made a sound when he saw this scene. Did he give up his life for a woman?

Ye Futian overturned their Zixiao Heavenly Palace. Although he was on the opposite side, he was indeed very strong and had extraordinary talent, but he was just looking for death like this.

The Saint of Fan Jing Tianjin's clothes sighed secretly when she saw this scene. What a pity, for the sake of beauty?

This relationship is respectable, but why bother to lose your life?

Cultivation is not easy, let alone the talent that reaches Ye Futian's level.

Qi Xuangang and his group's faces became extremely ugly and could not be stopped at all, and even Emperor Xia was useless to take action.

They walked step by step and walked towards the Death Tree. Qi Xuangang slapped his hands out, shaking out the branches, leaves and vines around them, but they couldn't break them in at all.

Yaya stepped on the void, and the sword was walking in the sky. A surging sword formation diagram appeared under her feet. Her face was like frost. The sword diagram in her palm roared out, but it was like Qi Xuangang, unable to break it. The cut branches and leaves suddenly grew again.

She was a little unwilling to accept it, and the sword landed again and again, but still couldn't kill it.

"Om." The sound of the sword roar came out, and she rushed into the sword formation.

However, a wave of power directly bound her. Turning back, Yaya looked at Qi Xuangang.

Qi Xuangang shook his head at her and said, "He is very lucky in this trip."

Yaya was stunned and looked at Qi Xuangang. She knew that Qi Xuangang had some special abilities and could be regarded as fate and luck. I believe that before entering this, he had already seen it and had been calculating good and bad luck for Ye Futian.

Moreover, she thought of the death of the prophet not long ago. In this way, Ye Futian's fate should be very strong and he would not have fallen here.

Thinking of this, she felt a little relieved, but she was still nervous and stared at the other side.

Qi Xuangang also stopped other people rushing forward. Although he didn't know what trump card Ye Futian had, he knew that his disciple was very special. He would have a chance to go in, but others wanted to rush in to save him, but they were afraid that they would go but not return.

At this time, Ye Futian's body was buried in the Death Divine Tree, and countless death airflows and branches and leaves came towards his body. A terrible power of Taoist fire burst out from Ye Futian's body. He even used the power of the flame spirit beads in the Life Palace to burn these death branches and leaves frantically.

A terrible fire domain appeared around his body, and his eyes also turned into flame pupils.

At this time, many arms appeared on the body of the majestic figure, which seemed to be like a statue, and grabbed Xia Qingyuan, who was protected by Ye Futian, and broke through the shackles of the flames and walked forward, continuing to roll towards Xia Qingyuan.

After years of burying my bones, I still have such a strong obsession with survival after my death.

"boom."

Ye Futian's eyes burned, and wisps of terrifying branches and leaves burst out from him. In an instant, a green meaning enveloped the inner space. A clamor sound came out. A divine tree of life appeared on his body, with endless meaning of life.

"Since you want to be born, then come on." Ye Futian's eyes were cold, and the branches and leaves were instantly sensed, and they rushed towards Ye Futian's body in an instant. Endless air of death rushed into his body, and the death vines also pierced into the ancient trees in the world, greedily trying to absorb the meaning of life in Ye Futian's soul.

The ancient trees in the world are swaying, with an extremely dazzling sacred light. When the intention of death comes, they are instantly assimilated and swallowed, as if they are integrated into the soul of life.

Xia Qingyuan, who was protected by Ye Futian, was shocked when she saw this scene. She was already desperate, but she was not sad. She thought they would all be swallowed up.

However, she saw Ye Futian's soul devouring the meaning of death in the Death Divine Tree.

"This is his life soul." Xia Qingyuan said in her heart, like a sacred tree, confronting the sacred tree of death.

The death airflow was swept into Ye Futian's body, and even the branches and leaves were swallowed up and poured into Ye Futian's body. The death sacred tree seemed to have life, and more branches and leaves were swept towards Ye Futian crazily.

Not only that, at this time, the canyon world was shaking violently. More dead branches and leaves emerged from the bottom of the canyon, rolling towards that area, and the scene was shocking.

"What's going on?" Some people who were leaving stopped seeing this scene and turned around to look at the shocking scene. Countless branches and leaves grew from the canyon under their feet, rolling in the same direction.

"Are you not dead yet?" They were shocked.

However, how could this be possible? Even the will of the Human Emperor could not stop it. Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan, two holy figures, were buried by the Death Tree, how could they still have their lives?

The Supreme Taoist Body Zhan Yuan of Zixiao Heavenly Palace stopped and looked back at the other side. He did not continue moving forward, but stared at it.

"Don't you leave?" someone next to him asked.

"Look at it again." Zhan Yuan replied.

Many people from the top forces stopped. In the void, there was a terrifying nine-headed phoenix that was crazily devouring the air of death between heaven and earth. Its eyes were cold and exuded a cruel and violent aura, and the nine heads seemed even more domineering and cold.

The Jiufeng clan is a branch of the Phoenix clan, but it is not tolerated by the Phoenix clan. However, the Jiufeng clan has also had great powerful figures. They were merged into the Heavenly Demon God Court that year, and were extremely powerful and had always been incompatible with the Phoenix clan.

At this time, the Jiufeng Jiu stared at the burial space with his eyes. The meaning of death was too strong. If he could be swallowed up, it would definitely be a big tonic for him.

Moreover, if the ancient human emperor who fell like a statue could obtain his body, it would be more perfect.

Unfortunately, he couldn't bear the swallowing of that power.

But some exceptions seemed to have occurred inside.

Among the Death Divine Tree, Ye Futian's ancient tree of life soul was still madly devouring the flow of death and branches and leaves, and devouring it into the Life Palace. At this time, his life palace was full of death energy, occupying the entire life palace world, which made his whole body feel aura of death flow, and his fair face had a black meaning of death flowing through him.

In the statue of the god of death, countless ancient trees-like arms stretched out and grabbed Ye Futian's body. They were immediately entangled with the ancient tree around Ye Futian's body. Two forces were confronting each other and eroding each other.

The ancient tree of life soul sways, and the sacred glory flows in every part of the ancient tree, as if it can accommodate all existence in the world.

The two sacred trees seemed to be fusing, and the branches and leaves of the ancient tree of the dead tree were penetrated little by little into the ancient tree of the world of life souls. This scene was like a snake swallowing an elephant.

There was also the air of death rushing into Xia Qingyuan's body, and it continued to flow. The air of death on Xia Qingyuan's body became stronger and stronger. Ye Futian could only wrap the ancient tree of the world, and even let the force flow into her body to resist the intention of death for her.

Time passed by little by little, and outside, people looked at the extremely strong sense of death rolling, with branches and leaves everywhere, and they could not sense the situation inside.

"The intention of death is to weaken." A strong man said, and many people's pupils contracted.

They were a little puzzled. Could it be that Ye Futian and the others were not dead yet?

This situation made them feel extremely curious about what happened there?

"This..." At this moment, someone saw the branches and leaves on the outside began to wither, and his expression was even more shocked.

The way of death is intended to dry up?

What exactly happened?

Yu Sheng kept standing by and watching all this nervously, and the rest of the people were the same. When they saw this scene, they felt a little relieved, and they should be fine.

That guy is always able to create miracles.

Wu Yong and the others were also extremely shocked. The longer they lived with Ye Futian, the more they realized his terror. It was fine if they were in the ruins of Kuahuang back then, but now, in such a desperate situation, can they survive?

The ancient trees were drying up more and more, and the intention of death in the canyon was decreasing, and all the powerful were staring at the bottom.

At this time, Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan were wrapped in it like silkworm cocoons. Even the branches and leaves of ancient trees in the world extended out, covering the statue-like figure of the God of Death, swallowing the breath of death in his body bit by bit.

However, although he had been dead for many years, his body still contained the extremely powerful way of death. At the human emperor level, the Tao had long been integrated into his body and blood. Even if he had died for many years, his body would still not decay and the Tao would last forever.

The ancient tree of the world penetrated into his body bit by bit, entangled it, and swallowed it bit by bit. The meaning of death dyed the ancient tree of the world black. However, the branches and leaves of the ancient tree still wrapped and swallowed it away, just like the flame spirit beads that devoured the remains of Kuahuang and the emperor bone of the ten directions of the divine elephant.

Ye Futian's body seemed to have turned into a terrifying vortex. The ancient tree of the world returned to his body and disappeared. The figure of the Human Emperor also disappeared. Ye Futian's life palace had a statue-like figure at this moment.

At this time, Ye Futian was covered in black all over, his death aura was extremely strong, and Xia Qingyuan was not much better. The two of them stayed there like two statues, motionless.

The Death Tree, which was coiling their bodies, withered rapidly, and the branches and leaves all over the sky were also withering and gradually scattering.

The dead energy gradually dissipated and flowed into the air.

"The death energy is about to dissipate." The people outside were shocked. Yu Sheng stepped on his foot and rushed directly into the ancient branches and leaves, causing them to shatter wildly.

The branches and leaves on these Death Trees became extremely fragile and dissipated as soon as they were blown.

Soon, it turned into dust.
Chapter completed!