At this time, the elders and the others had clearly seen that the big dark tree was covered with black branches, but not a single leaf could be seen on any branch. At this time, the thick branches seemed to be crazy.

Dancing back and forth in the air, the big black tree is like a witch standing in the forest and shaking her long hair. The branches are dancing with the sound of "woo-woo" wind, and the forest is filled with a kind of lethargy.

A chilling atmosphere of terror.

At this moment, these scimitar men who have never known fear have become ashen-faced. They are not afraid of death, but the scene like a group of demons dancing in front of them really makes everyone who has experienced this scene have a feeling.

A chill from the bottom of my heart.

The elders and others held the scimitars in their hands tightly. They looked at the struggling companions in front of them in horror, and their eyes had turned blood red. But they knew that there was nothing they could do in this situation. The feathers they had just shot

The arrow whizzed towards the tree trunk, but was immediately bounced back by the hard trunk. The long arrow was rolled up by countless branches, and then was broken to pieces in the violent rolling of the branches.

At this time, several scimitar hunters who were rolled into the air by tough branches had slowly stopped struggling, and their calls for help were getting weaker and weaker. The tough branches wrapped around them were like countless

The slender sharp blades were deeply embedded into everyone's chest. The bodies of several scimitar hunters became as bloody as gourds and covered with bright red blood stains. The forest floor under the trees was covered with patches of red liquid.

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At this moment, the elders around them suddenly shook a few times, and waves of dizziness hit their minds. They were shocked and quickly stretched out their hands to hold on to the tree trunks around them.

"Look!" The young hunter who had just climbed up the tree suddenly pointed to the open space in front of him and let out a scream. Immediately after, his body fell down from the tall tree and landed with a "snap".

On the soft forest floor, he closed his eyes and passed out motionless.

In his daze, the elder suddenly heard a cry from the tree trunk high above his head. He struggled to raise his head and looked into the open space. Above the branches dancing like a group of demons, a thick branch was standing motionless in the air. There were several stars on it.

The small yellow-orange ball suddenly fell downwards, followed closely by

Then there were bursts of "crackling" sounds among the dancing branches, and a few round balls suddenly sprayed out a piece of golden powder. The forest that was originally filled with the smell of blood was suddenly filled with

A refreshing fragrance enveloped the forest glade, and the forest glade became golden!

The forest clearing was suddenly enveloped in a dazzling golden light, and bursts of strange fragrance floated around the clearing. In the blink of an eye, the black scene that was terrifying just now suddenly became sacred.

When the elders and others saw this solemn and sacred scene in front of them in a daze, their originally angry eyes were suddenly filled with fear and piety. The old elder suddenly realized: this big black tree may be the symbol of this endless stretch of land.

The gods in the primitive forest, at this time they inadvertently invaded this sacred space, the gods in this primitive forest must be making them accept the punishment they deserve!

In a daze, he threw away the machete in his hand in horror, and then knelt down on the ground with a "thud", hitting his head on the soft forest floor like a pound of garlic. Several people around him were stunned when they saw his actions.

, several others also threw away their machetes, knelt on the ground and banged their heads on the ground.

The branches of the Fragrant Demon Tree itself have the power to make people psychedelic. Although the old patriarch and others were staying away from the magical tree outside the clearing, several people had been unknowingly swayed by the psychedelic energy emitted by the dancing branches.

The power of the medicine invaded the body. At this time, they suddenly saw the solemn scene in front of them in the hallucination. Several people immediately knelt on the forest floor devoutly, and then fell to the forest floor in a daze.

I don’t know how much time passed, but when the old patriarch and the others woke up from the forest, they suddenly discovered that those black branches, like a group of demons dancing wildly, were already hanging quietly on both sides of the thick tree trunk.

As if nothing had happened, the big black tree still stood quietly in the center of the open space. Only the blades of grass under the tree were still stained with dark red blood, which seemed to still record the bloody events that had occurred at that time.

One scene.

The old patriarch and the others struggled to get up from the ground, staring at the open space in front of them dumbfounded. They then took a few deep breaths, but the refreshing fragrance that they suddenly smelled before they fell unconscious was already in the air.

Nothing left in it!

A few people shook their heads vigorously a few times as if they were having a big dream, and then looked around with eyes wide open in astonishment. Only then did they completely recall the scene before they fell into coma, and those few who followed them were chasing after them.

Their companions had truly disappeared into the small clearing in front of them, and the stains of blood that still remained on the forest floor were proving to them everything that had happened!

The old elder's body shook violently, and he sat down on the forest floor, with tears streaming down his eyes that had become cloudy: Those living Scimitar disciples could no longer follow him back to their tribe.

!At this time, the three surviving disciples also let out sad cries. Several of them rushed towards the open space in front of them. One of them cried: "Death, we will also take our brother's bones back."

ah!"

"Come back!" the old patriarch raised his face full of sorrow and roared. Following his roar, the three scimitar disciples who had rushed into the open space quickly stopped. At this moment, the originally quiet black

The branches suddenly rose again and swept towards several people. They were shocked, turned around and jumped out of the open space.

By this time they had understood that the open space was the territory of this magical tree, and any human or animal that entered would be punished immediately.

When the old elder saw the scene in front of him, he immediately turned over and knelt down, and then knocked his head hard into the forest a few times. The three young disciples who exited the clearing also quickly knelt on the ground, banging their heads against the forest floor with "bang bang bang".

They had already recalled the golden mist, and that sacred scene made several people kneel on the ground again.

The old elder knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times. Then he looked up and saw that the branches that were waving in the open space had become quiet again. He straightened up, clasped his hands together and prayed for a while, and then said to the three disciples around him in a leisurely tone.

: "Let's go, we have offended the gods in this forest, and we deserve to be punished."
Chapter completed!