Faced with the large number of attacks from the Heavenly Man race, Lu Ming and Ye Ling remained calm and had no intention of fighting back.

When these attacks approached Lu Ming and Ye Ling, the big tree moved.

Hurry!

The roots of the big tree stretched out, thicker than the waist, like long snakes, sweeping towards the people of the Heavenly Man race.

These roots are extremely powerful. Some of the celestial races with weak cultivation are thrust by the roots and scream, and their bodies exploded directly.

Then, all the flesh and blood were absorbed and swallowed by the roots.

Even some strong people, such as the eighth level of the God Emperor, were pulled out by their roots and vomited blood.

Swish swish swish swish!

There are at least a dozen roots, each of which is more than a thousand miles long. They dance wildly in the void, sprinting wildly. In one go, at least more than 30 masters of the Heavenly Man race were killed by the roots of the tree, and their flesh and blood were swallowed and absorbed by the roots.

After absorbing the flesh and blood of the celestial race, the big trees seemed to have become more lush, taller, thicker, and more terrifying.

Dozens of roots are getting longer and longer, sweeping towards the remaining celestial beings.

"Damn it!"

"Back!"

These celestial races were shocked and quickly retreated. While retreating, they broke out attacks and attacked these roots, trying to cut them off.

However, when these attacks fell on the roots, they made a sound of "kneading and clanging" gold-iron attacks, leaving only marks on the roots, but did not cut off the roots.

Dozens of roots continued to kill towards the celestial human race, and more than a dozen other celestial human races were accidentally caught in the scroll or swept, and instantly killed, and their flesh and blood were swallowed by the elixirs.

The remaining fifty heavenly races were frightened and did not dare to stay anymore and retreated wildly to the back.

"Want to retreat? The ghost of the Demi and kill him back!"

Lu Ming thought about it.

The Dee Ghost, who was originally fighting with more than ten heavenly races who controlled the powerful heavenly power, suddenly turned around and rushed towards the group of retreating heavenly races.

The ghosts and roots of the tragedy are attacked on both sides. These celestial races are bound to escape and inevitably encounter them.

Suddenly, more than a dozen masters of the Heavenly Human race were rushed into their bodies by more than a dozen ghosts who passed the evil spirits.

These masters of the Heavenly Man race let out shrill screams, and quickly shriveled in the horrified eyes of other Heavenly Man races, and finally turned into a mummy, and all their energy and spirit were swallowed.

This time, several of them are at the eighth level of the God Emperor, while others are at the seventh level of the God Emperor.

After devouring these masters, more than a dozen ghosts who passed away from the evil spirits condensed a lot and became much bigger, and their aura became even more gloomy and terrifying, twice as strong as before.

Squeak squeak...

These ghosts who passed away from the evil spirits screamed, their eyes even more ferocious, staring at other celestial beings.

The remaining celestial race felt cold in their bodies and sweated heavily.

They had no intention of fighting again and fled everywhere. Such words could not stop the attacks between the tree roots and the ghost of the Defeat. These masters of the Heavenly Man race fell one after another.

Even if the ten masters who control the powerful power of heaven have all their strength to resist, it is useless. The Heavenly Man race is still killed one after another, all of which are turned into nutrients of the big tree, making the big tree's strength stronger and stronger.

"Back, back!"

Finally, the young genius of the celestial race roared and chose to retreat.

Lu Ming naturally would not allow these celestial races to retreat successfully, control the big trees, dozens of roots, and extend to a distance of thousands of miles. At the same time, more than a dozen ghosts who have passed through the disaster were also crazily chasing the celestial race.

In the end, the Heavenly Man tribe paid a heavy price and finally escaped from the mountains.

But, it's really miserable.

Originally, there were more than one hundred and dozens of people in this mountain range.

But only seven people survived in the end.

Even a strong man from the ninth level of the God Emperor was accidentally surrounded by several ghosts of the Demi-Terror and was killed.

The genius of the Heavenly Man race, with the other six Heavenly Man races, escaped far away until the ghost of Duhe did not pursue him, and stopped.

"Damn it, damn it, Mu Yun..."

The genius of the Heavenly Man tribe let out a low roar, his face twisted with anger, and was extremely ferocious.

The loss is too big, this time, the loss is too big.

The celestial race is divided into many branches, and there is a lot of competition between them.

We need to compete for power, resources, etc.

And this high-level earth vein, led by him, is equivalent to being occupied by his branch, and other celestial beings can be regarded as his subordinates.

But now, they are all dead, and the loss is too great for him.

"Ye Chu Haohan, what should we do now?"

A strong man asked.

The name of the young man is Yechu Haohan.

"What should I do? Of course, it is to take revenge. This revenge must be avenged. Mu Yun, I will peel him and get cramps with my own hands. Now leave here, go find others, gather other experts, and come and kill this kid..."

Ye Chu Haohan roared, and his murderous intent was extremely strong.

After saying that, he turned around and left, taking the other six people away.

On the mountain range, Lu Ming and Ye Ling looked at Ye Chu Haohan and others leaving.

"It's a pity that this place is not a sea of ​​Eth, and the ghost of Eth is greatly restricted..."

Lu Ming sighed.

Of course, he would not let Ye Chu Haohan and others go easily. Unfortunately, he just discovered that the ghost of the Defeath cannot be too far away from the big tree. If it is too far away from the big tree, its strength will decline greatly.

Obviously, if you are not crossing the Sea of ​​Mirage, you will still be greatly affected.

"The Heavenly Man race will probably counterattack soon. Let's hurry up and condense the prehistoric pills to practice!"

Ye Ling said.

"Okay, take a look at the harvest first!"

Lu Ming said.

This time, more than a hundred celestial races were killed and the storage rings of these people were obtained. The two of them were looking forward to it.

Will there be no alchemy furnace and prehistoric pills in the storage rings of these heavenly races?

The two of them came to the bottom of the big tree, took out all the storage rings, and began to count them.

After counting, both of them smiled.

A big harvest is really a big harvest.

Not to mention anything else, among these storage rings, the prehistoric pill alone was collected about 12 million, and the two of them were equally divided, and there were 6 million.

In addition, the two of them had left over before, and there were already a lot of prehistoric pills in their hands.

In addition, there are only two hundred alchemy furnaces.

Most of them are alchemy furnaces with a diameter of one meter, but there are ten ones with a diameter of three meters.

The two are divided equally, one hundred people per person.

Lu Ming's heartbeat accelerated a little.

You know, he fought hard, and now he only had seventy-five ones in his hand, including only five alchemy furnaces with a diameter of three meters.

In addition to these hundred alchemy furnaces, the total number of alchemy furnaces reached 175, of which ten alchemy furnaces with a diameter of three meters were reached.

The alchemy furnace in Ye Ling’s hand is probably more.

"It's a pity that I escaped by Naye Chu Haohan!"
Chapter completed!