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Chapter 308: The Mutation of the Undead Blood Tree!

Ye Feng looked solemn, he didn't expect the Senluo Ghost King to have such a powerful method.

The power of the blood tree made him feel uneasy.

There was little power left to unsettle him these days.

Even warriors who are more powerful than him are only powerful in terms of coercion.

He has the Purple Dragon Statue to suppress the soul ocean and the Blood Dragon to protect his will. It is difficult for any external presence to make him feel uneasy.

But now that I have encountered it, the blood tree in front of me is too mysterious, strange and powerful.

Yan Wudao's expression changed. He had not sensed another breath carefully before, but now it appeared in front of him. At this moment, he could clearly feel the breath and powerful pressure emanating from the blood tree.

"Um?"

He was surprised.

Looking at the behemoth in front of him, he seemed to have caught something, and the figure rose into the sky.

At this moment, his body also transformed into a blood demon.

"Is this your true body?"

The Senluo Ghost King looked at Yan Wudao, and countless blood vines suddenly surged up. The void was trembling, destroying, and densely packed, tearing towards Yan Wudao with extremely terrifying power.

Yan Wudao is a Great Saint Realm existence and the most powerful master in Ye Feng's camp.

As long as Yan Wudao dies, everything will be over.

The Senluo Ghost King is very confident. As long as he kills Yan Wudao, he is confident to suppress Ye Feng even if Ye Feng's tricks are extraordinary.

Boom! Faced with the terrifying power, Yan Wudao's expression did not change, and there was a strange look in his eyes, as if he was looking at the immortal blood tree and recalling something.

But he couldn't sit still and wait for death.

At this moment, the big foot stepped out, and the power of the demonic path suppressed it.

and frontal bombardment with bloody vines.

Buzz buzz... click! The immortal blood tree is so terrifying.

Not only does he possess blood, but he also has a heart-stopping power. Yan Wudao belongs to the ancient war god clan, although his strength and memory are still in the recovery stage.

But after all, he is now a strong man in the Great Saint Realm. Facing the power of the Immortal Blood Tree, he only managed to hold on for three seconds before the Demonic Bigfoot was suppressed.

The bloody rattan was as powerful as breaking bamboo, like blood snakes burrowing into Yan Wudao's body.

Ye Feng secretly screamed, and his figure rioted.

He mobilized the essence of the plane, even exposing his breath, and tried his best to activate the purple dragon statue, preparing to save Yan Wudao.

But suddenly he paused and stopped.

Not only that, all the strength in his body was removed, and he also blocked Shiba and the others from acting rashly.

At this moment, Ye Feng looked at Yan Wudao with a huge demon body, with worries and doubts in his eyes.

Just now he wanted to make a desperate move.

But suddenly Yan Wudao's voice came into his mind, telling him not to do anything.

Although Ye Feng was worried about Yan Wudao's comfort, he still didn't take action.

He looked at Yan Wudao, and from the latter's eyes he could see the pain of the blood-colored pain tearing his body apart, but even so, Yan Wudao still did not suppress it and allowed the blood tree to penetrate into his body.

Could it be that the Immortal Blood Tree was too strong and Yan Wudao lost the courage to resist?

of course not.

Although the Immortal Blood Tree is terrifying, Ye Feng understands Yan Wudao's character. Even if he tries his best, Yan Wudao will not sit still and wait for death.

But what is going on at this time? Looking at it like this, Yan Wudao seems more like he is waiting for something.

"Hahaha... Demon genius, you now know how powerful I am, so what if you are a being in the Great Saint Realm, you are still no match for me, but your body is very powerful, and your flesh and blood are extremely powerful.

Rich, every drop of blood contains the essence of the great road, and every bone has been tempered thousands of times. I have devoured many strong men before. This is the first time I have seen your body. It is indeed the body of the Great Saint Realm, the Immortal Blood Tree. This

You should be satisfied this time, haha..." Yan Wudao's behavior was very strange. Senluo Ghost King was also stunned for a moment, but he didn't think much about it. Even if Yan Wudao was brewing some magical plan, he was fearless in the face of absolute strength.

, any means seems so ridiculous.

At this moment, the bloody vines tore through Yan Wudao's body and ran rampant inside.

Not only that, a suction force emerged from the bloody rattan, sucking the blood in Yan Wudao's body crazily.

Yan Wudao's face became paler and paler, and Ye Feng was anxious, but Yan Wudao cast a look at him, "Believe me!"

He refrained from taking action, but he didn't understand what Yan Wudao was waiting for.

If he continues to wait like this, Yan Wudao will definitely be squeezed dry by the Immortal Blood Tree and die.

"Hahaha, Ye Feng, do you see it? This is the result of opposing me. I can easily kill you in the Great Sage Realm, let alone you. Don't worry, you will not die easily. I will dig up your body."

Body, I will get all the secrets hidden in your body. I will torture you bit by bit. Hum, I have waited for so long for that map. This is the first time that I have suffered a loss in the hands of an ant.

I have to make sure you are pregnant... hmm?"

The Senluo Ghost King roared and resented. Seeing that the overall situation was decided, he kept venting towards Ye Feng.

But suddenly his expression changed.

The immortal blood tree merged with him.

The immortal blood tree sucked Yun Yan Wudao's flesh and blood, which was equivalent to him sucking Yun. He could clearly feel Yan Wudao's blood flowing into his body through the bloody rattan.

But now, he suddenly couldn't feel it anymore.

He looked at Yan Wudao. At this time, the latter was still the same as before, without any resistance, and his aura did not do anything except weakening him.

No, his eyes changed.

It seemed to be brewing before, waiting for something.

Now, there is a sense of clarity, shock, and excitement, as if something has been certified.

Yan Wudao looked at Senluo Ghost King with a sly smile on his lips.

Boom! At this time, Senluo Ghost King saw that the bloody rattan that had been torn into Yan Wudao's body started to tremble without warning.

He is now integrated with the Immortal Blood Tree, and he can clearly feel the abnormality of the Immortal Blood Tree at this moment.

The trembling was not fear or uneasiness.

But the excitement comes from the boiling deep inside.

It was like a mother finding her long-lost child, that kind of joy, joy, and excitement... "It smells so familiar, and I feel so nostalgic..." At this time, another voice sounded from within the Immortal Blood Tree.

.

But this voice is extremely childish.

It sounded like it was coming from a child.

The next moment, the vines that had penetrated Yan Wudao's body were pulled out one by one. Not only that, a more powerful life force was injected into Yan Wudao's body from the vines.

Yan Wudao, who originally looked haggard, recovered in the blink of an eye, and his vitality was stronger than before, and his breath was stronger than before.

"How...how could it be possible, Immortal Blood Tree, what are you doing? I managed to support you, let you drink blood, and devour the powerful bloodline. Do you know how much time it took to develop you to this level?"

How can you transmit your vitality to an outsider at this level today? Boy, who are you? Why did the immortal blood tree suddenly become like this? Is it your fault? I found it in a tomb.

, how can I have a spiritual connection with you? Who are you!"


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