Ye Feng looked solemn, but he didn't expect that the Senluo Ghost King would have such powerful means.

The power of the Blood Tree made him feel uneasy.

There is little power now that makes him feel uneasy.

Even a warrior who is stronger than him is only powerful.

He has the Purple Dragon God statue suppressing the soul ocean, and the Bloody Dragon protects his will. It is difficult for any external existence to make him feel uneasy.

But now I have encountered it. The blood tree in front of me is too mysterious and weird and powerful.

Yan Wudao's face changed. Before he could sense another aura carefully before, he appeared in front of him. At this moment, he could clearly feel the aura and powerful pressure emitted from the blood tree.

"Um?"

He was surprised.

Looking at the huge creature in front of me, it seemed that I had captured something, and my figure rose into the air.

At this moment, his body also changed into the appearance of a blood demon.

"Is this your essence?"

The Senluo Ghost King looked at Yan Wudao, and countless blood vines suddenly surged, the void was trembling, destruction, densely packed, carrying extremely terrifying power and tearing away towards Yan Wudao.

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

As long as Yan Wudao dies, everything is over.

The King of Senluo is very confident. As long as he kills Yan Wudao, even if Ye Feng is capable of exerting his skills, he will be confident in suppressing Ye Feng.

Boom! Faced with the terrifying power, Yan Wudao's face remained unchanged, 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 time, the big foot stepped out and the power of the demonic path suppressed it down.

and the blood-colored rattan bombarded frontally.

Buzz...Crack! The Immortal Blood Tree is so terrifying.

Not only does he have blood and energy, but he also has a heart-wrenching power. Yan Wudao is the ancient war god clan, although his strength memory is in the recovery stage.

But after all, he is a powerful man in the Great Saint Realm. Facing the power of the Immortal Blood Tree, after only three seconds, the demonic foot was suppressed.

The blood-colored vines were like unstoppable, like blood snakes drilling into Yan Wudao's body.

Ye Feng secretly cried out, and his figure rioted.

He activated the essence of the plane, and even exposed his breath and tried everything to activate the Purple Dragon statue, preparing to save Yan Wudao.

But suddenly he paused and stopped.

Not only that, all the power in their bodies was removed, and they also blocked them from doing rashly.

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

He wanted to take a gamble just now.

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

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

He looked at Yan Wudao, and from the latter's eyes he saw the pain of being torn apart by blood-colored pain, but even so, Yan Wudao still did not take any action to suppress it and allowed the blood tree to penetrate into his body.

Could it be that the Immortal Blood Tree is too strong that 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 everything, Yan Wudao will not wait for death.

But what is going on at this time? Judging from this, Yan Wudao seems to be waiting for something.

"Hahaha... The demon genius, you know how powerful I am now. Even if you are an existence in the Great Saint Realm, you are not my opponent. However, your body is very powerful, the flesh and blood power is extremely strong. Every drop of blood contains the essence of the Great Saint Realm, and every bone is tempered. I have eaten many powerful people before. This is the first time I have seen your body. It is worthy of being the body of the Great Saint Realm, the immortal blood tree. You should be satisfied this time, haha..." Yan Wudao's behavior was very strange. The King of Senluo was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think much about it. Even if Yan Wudao was planning any magical plan, he was fearless. In the face of absolute strength, any means seemed so ridiculous.

At this moment, the blood-colored vines tore Yan Wudao's body and rushed inside.

Not only that, a stream of suction appeared on the blood-colored vine, sucking the blood in Yan Wudao's body wildly.

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

He held back and didn't do anything, but he didn't understand what Yan Wudao was waiting for.

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

"Hahaha, Ye Feng, see, this is the end of opposing me. I can easily kill the Great Sage Realm, let alone you, don't worry, you won't die easily. I want to dig open your body and get all the secrets hidden in your body. I want to torture you little by little. Humph, for that map, I have been waiting for so long. This is the first time I have suffered a loss in the hands of an ant. I will definitely let you die... Hum?"

The Senluo Ghost King roared and resented, and saw that the overall situation was settled, he kept venting to Ye Feng.

But suddenly his face changed.

The Immortal Blood Tree merged with him.

The Immortal Blood Tree sucked Yan Wudao's flesh and blood, which was equivalent to him sucking Yun. He clearly felt Yan Wudao's blood passing into his body through the blood-colored vines.

But now, he suddenly couldn't feel it.

He looked at Yan Wudao. At this time, the latter was still the same as before, without any resistance, and his breath was weakened, without any other actions.

No, his eyes changed.

It seemed to be brewing before, waiting for something.

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

Yan Wudao looked at Senluo Ghost King and smiled strangely at the corner of his mouth.

Boom! At this time, the Senluo Ghost King saw that the blood-colored vines that had been torn into Yan Wudao's body trembled without warning.

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

The tremor is not fear or anxiety.

But excitement comes from the boiling deep in my heart.

It was like a mother who found her child who had been separated for many years, with the joy, joy, excitement... "What a familiar breath, so missing feeling..." At this time, another voice sounded inside the Immortal Blood Tree.

But the sound is extremely tender.

It was like a child sent it.

The next moment, the vines that had previously crawled into Yan Wudao's body were pulled out one by one. Not only that, a stronger vitality was injected into Yan Wudao's body from the vine.

Yan Wudao, who was originally haggard, recovered in the blink of an eye, and his vitality was more vigorous than before and his aura was stronger than before.
Chapter completed!