There were thousands of black coffins buried under the entire land of Evil Flower. Each of them contained living people whose limbs were cut off. Basically, a small black coffin contained ten living people.

They squeezed into a ball in the small space, some of which had become completely deformed, slowly squirming like maggots.

Fortunately, Feng Yixiu Lei Ding's heart saw all the pictures that were colorless, otherwise he would be afraid that he would vomit on the spot.

Some of these black coffins whose limbs were cut off were begging hard, constantly pushing their heads to hit the coffin with their only moving necks, trying to end their lives.

Some people are crazily eating other people's flesh and blood, trying to prolong their lives, which is simply a scene of hell.

Feng Yixiu also observed that each black coffin was entangled with several dense roots, and gas-like resentment and spiritual energy were absorbed by these tree roots, which were part of the blood cherry tree.

I'm afraid Feng Yixiu never expected that the blood cherry tree with such a beautiful appearance would be like such a hellish scene. Seeing this Feng Yixiu couldn't help but clench his fists tightly.

"Little Demon, send me down!" Feng Yixiu said with a heavy face.

Then the thorny flower broke through the ground again, and Feng Yixiu endured the risk of hypoxia and went down one hundred meters further down.

The closer we were to the black coffins, the more clear the screams and howlings became. Even Feng Yixiu was used to killing and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

If there really is hell in this world, I'm afraid it's just that...

The land here was almost dyed blood red by the rich blood, and the sound of pain kept surrounding his ears.

Feng Yixiu slowly approached a black coffin and finally heard a clear sound.

"Please let me die..."

"It hurts so much...I really hurt..."

"Dongdongdongdong..."

There were many sounds of knocking on the black coffin with their heads everywhere, and many wailing sounds of dying.

They seemed to have noticed Feng Yixiu's arrival, and seemed to have become much more excited than before, and the sound of knocking became louder and louder.

Feng Yixiu was silent for a moment, then approached one of the black coffins and said coldly: "How should I help you?"

"Young Master, you can cut off all the roots of the blood cherry trees, and we will die as we wish."

A very gentle woman's voice came, sounding very weak, as if she was suffering from inhuman pain.

"Die as you wish... Death has become a luxury, so ironic..." Feng Yixiu shook his head helplessly, and then asked: "Your voice doesn't sound like a blood spirit master, why did you come to Shura Tower?"

The woman's voice sounded very young, and her spiritual power fluctuations didn't look like a blood spirit master. It was difficult for him to associate it with the unforgivable person.

"I am indeed not a blood spirit master, but my master is a blood spirit master. In order to gain an advantage in Shura Tower, he signed up for the Shura Blood Battle. He wanted to treat us as blood spots that were within his reach, but he did not expect to be caught in advance by the members of the Evil Flower..." A weak voice came from the black coffin.

"Then I'll save you now..." Feng Yixiu was about to split the black coffin with a sword.

"Please wait!"

However, a woman's voice came from the black tube, and continued: "It's useless... our vitality has been exhausted. If the blood cherry tree had not maintained our lives, we might have died long ago. Even if you rescue me, I would have become a mummy in an instant."

Hearing this, Feng Yixiu slowly put down the Chaos Demon Sword in his hand and frowned and said, "Then you can only die?"

"I beg my son to be merciful and give us a death!"

The sound of knocking on the wooden boards kept coming from the black coffin, as if kowtowing to Feng Yixiu.

A stone caused a thousand layers of waves, and then almost all the black coffins began to hit the black coffin violently, and the words they said were just the same.

"Okay...I promise you."

After a moment of silence, Feng Yixiu began to swing his sword to slash at the root of the blood cherry tree, and completely cut off the black coffin with it.

After the blood cherry trees lost their nutrients, they began to slowly lose their luster and gradually became withered, but their speed was not fast and they would not wither completely for a while.

There were thousands of black coffins, Feng Yi cultivated to the ground far away from the evil flower camp and changed his energy twice before he finished it completely.

Losing the shackles of the blood cherry trees, the people in the black coffin gradually lost their vitality, and the wailings gradually subsided.

There are about 10,000 people in these thousands of black coffins, which is more than 10,000 blood spots. It can be seen that Qidie has been rushing to the first place.

The Chaos Demon Sword's crazy sucking the resentment and blood around the Chaos Demon Sword, and Feng Yixiu's spiritual power are also growing rapidly at an unimaginable speed.

These people who have been tortured for several months have developed the power of resentment. They are the best nutrients of the Chaos Demon Sword, which is even more terrifying than the improvement brought by blood!

Feng Yixiu now understands why the evil flower does this. It seems that it is not only to hide its strength, but also to absorb these resentments and cultivate blood cherry trees.

Furious resentment and blood were baptizing the Chaos Demon Sword madly. This resentment power should be the most difficult to absorb, but what Feng Yixiu absorbed was very simple.

Even these resentful spirits were actively approaching Feng Yixiu and willingly absorbed by Feng Yixiu, because for them, Feng Yixiu can be said to be the one who saved them and ended their endless pain.

Feng Yixiu slowly opened his eyes, and a dazzling blood light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, a blood-colored field slowly spread out with Feng Yi's cultivation center.

There were countless resentful spirits wailing in the entire blood-colored realm, as gloomy and terrifying as if they were in the Nine Nether Hell.

A light red blood-colored phantom appeared behind Feng Yixiu, which was very similar to the cultivation phantom behind the King of Sin.

However, if you observe carefully, you can see that the blood-colored illusion behind Feng Yixiu seems to be surrounded by a faint purple aura...
Chapter completed!