With a ferocious look on his face, he roared: "We can't let them escape, Li Tianming must die, and everyone must die!"
"Yes, it will be very troublesome to let Li Tianming go to Xuanyuan Longzong without any worries. Even the Emperor will not be able to deal with him."
From this point of view, some people support Li Xuanyang.
"But, what can we do if they leave on the Star Sea Divine Ship? The Sun Palace and Emperor Zun are not here." Someone complained.
This is a real problem.
"I have a solution!"
Li Xuanyang gritted his teeth. He stared at the Qingyun Sacred Tree and said, "Don't these people from Qingyun Continent value the Qingyun Sacred Tree more than their lives? While they haven't left yet, let's just chop down the tree! Let's see if they can come back!"
"
Everyone looked at each other.
Some people wanted to say that the fruit of this tree was very useful, but because they did not want to go against Li Xuanyang, they resisted the idea of speaking.
"Everyone, chop down the tree together, chop it down to death!"
"yes!"
For a time, densely packed Order Celestial Clan surrounded the trunk of the Qingyun Sacred Tree, slashing down with swords and consciousness gods together.
Boom boom boom——
This ancient tree, which had lived for countless years, began to tremble and emit a shrill scream.
Buzz buzz!
The tree crowns trembled violently, and countless blood turned into heavy rain and fell. The entire Qingyun Continent could see this tragic scene.
"Sacred tree..."
For a time, countless people followed Qingyun Shenmu and shed tears like rain.
Bang bang bang!
Tree felling continues.
The trunk of the Qingyun Sacred Tree is very thick, but not strong. It would not take long for hundreds of thousands of people to cut it down together.
As the Qingyun Sacred Tree tilted, the entire Qingyun Continent was shaking, and the whole world was weeping.
At the burial of the Kowloon Emperor, countless cries of sadness resounded.
Everyone looked at the bright red sacred tree that looked like it was burning, with tears rolling down their cheeks. At that moment, they felt the trembling of their blood, and that kind of sadness flowed in everyone's heart, making them understand that as the weak, others trampled on their dignity.
How painful it is when your home is invaded.
"Sacred tree!"
Bang bang bang!
In the imperial burial, everyone knelt down.
They are about to go to a new battlefield. They won this time, but they are destined to be unable to hold on to this ancient tree that nourishes them.
In order to force Li Tianming to stop, Li Xuanyang became ruthless and did not stop cutting at all.
When he saw the Nine Dragon Emperor buried and gone, he was even more furious.
“Cut it off!!!!”
His screams echoed through the tree canopy again.
Boom!
From a certain moment, the wail of the sacred tree reached the extreme level of despair, and then suddenly turned into an angry roar, as if all the leaves had become vocal cords, shouting out the anger of this ancient creature.
Click!
The tree trunk leans.
Completely broken.
Buzz buzz!
The sacred tree that had stood in Qingyun Continent for countless years suddenly fell down. Even if it fell, the direction of its trunk was in an uninhabited mountainous area.
At that moment, inside the burial site of the Kowloon Emperor, people's eyes widened, tears welled up in their eyes, everyone lost their voice, their eyes were blurred by tears, and the humiliation of losing their home filled their hearts. This loss could not be compensated for in eternity.
The sacred tree has fallen.
No more shade.
There is no more singing of birds and fragrance of flowers that belong to the sun.
There are no more fruits like the stars in the sky.
There is no blood connection anymore.
Children born after this will never know what the beautiful Qingyun sacred tree in their parents’ memories looks like.
It has been lush and lush for countless years, irrigating countless generations of life, and in the end it was covered in blood red, using its own fall to give the people under its protection the possibility of escaping.
Although the tree species in the Kowloon Emperor's burial were all embryos, they all screamed sadly because they knew best that their mother had died at this moment.
At that moment, Li Tianming clenched his fists. He did not look back, but wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and flew towards the south of the sun with the last hope of this continent.
…
…
"Go to hell! Go to hell!"
After the sacred tree collapsed, dust filled the sky and the whole world fell into a world of dust.
Can't see anything clearly.
Buzz buzz!
While Li Xuanyang was yelling and scolding, he seemed to hear a buzzing sound. He opened his eyes wide, trying to see what it was.
Suddenly there was a flash in front of my eyes.
It looks like a bloody leaf?
Ding!
It was indeed a leaf, and it was inserted into Li Xuanyang's forehead without warning, tearing a wound. After that, the leaf turned from bright red to withered yellow, and completely withered.
This shows that the red blood poured into Li Xuanyang's body.
"ah--!"
He suddenly let out a scream, because there was a red liquid, like countless small insects burrowing into his head, eating his flesh, blood, and brain marrow.
"help me!"
Li Xuanyang had no idea what this was. He screamed in horror, trying to attract others' attention.
But the next moment, screams as cruel as his were heard everywhere.
Even worse than the previous battle.
Everyone was screaming.
The whole world is screaming.
As far as the eye can see, there are blood-colored leaves. So many leaves can only come from the Qingyun Sacred Tree. This means that the leaves of this fallen sacred tree have all flown away.
Puff puff!
When Li Xuanyang screamed, a sea of red leaves appeared in front of his eyes.
very beautiful.
He was swallowed directly.
When the large leaves withered, all their blood poured into Li Xuanyang's body.
"Well……"
Li Xuanyang struggled, twitched, his eyes widened, and foamed at the mouth.
Finally, motionless.
he died.
Don't die with peace of mind.
After he died, his body became as bright red as the original leaves, and the veins of the leaves even appeared on his skin. Then, in his mouth, a small green seedling sprouted. It grew rapidly and sprouted.
I picked up a small pink-white flower. Both its leaves and flowers looked extremely pure, not stained with blood at all.
The dust gradually dissipated.
It can be seen that there are bloody corpses everywhere in the area. The corpses are gradually sinking and their appearance cannot be clearly seen. Only the colorful flowers symbolize purity and rebirth.
The Qingyun Sacred Tree is dead, but the place where it once took root has turned into a sea of flowers as beautiful as a fairyland, with the flowers extending for thousands of miles.
No one knows that the growth of every flower means the death of an Order Celestial Clan.
In the north of the mainland, there was a sea of flowers. At that time, most of the blood-red leaves were flying over there and eventually withered.
The sea of flowers was bigger and more dreamy, like a fairyland.
Only the Order Heavenly Clan turned into flowers.
And on this continent, the mortals of Qingyun who are still living in the mountains and wilderness are still crying for the sacred trees.
The Order Heavenly Clan will not forget this day.
Because, history books will record that they killed seven million elite troops on an inconspicuous and barren continent.
Among them, 1.8 million died at Green Soul Sword Peak.
Five million and two hundred thousand died at the Qingyun Sacred Tree.