This is the case for Cheng Lingyu at the moment. Although his native field is magical, the speed of tree patterns recovering faster and faster, and the intervals are getting shorter and shorter, which makes him overwhelmed and almost reaches the end of his life.

Every attack of the divine tree and the attack of the sound of the dragon roar will cause devastating damage to Cheng Lingyu. He must rely on the native domain to continuously repair and maintain it.

No matter how magical the native realm is, it takes time and a process.

When the interval between damage becomes shorter and shorter, the opportunities left for Cheng Lingyu become less and less until it cannot be maintained and he is in a desperate situation.

Cheng Lingyu's mind was tense, and the mysterious grass in his mind was shaking faster. He was working hard all his knowledge, constantly compressing time, improving his application and control of the native field, and invisibly allowing his native field to be rapidly improved on the original basis.

Pressure is motivation. Cheng Lingyu tried everything, and although he was on the verge of death, he gained amazing results.

Cheng Lingyu was rising rapidly, and at this moment he had already exceeded a thousand feet above the ground and was still moving towards the top.

The tree patterns on the sacred tree have recovered seven or eight layers, and released misty light from bottom to top, turning into divine dragons. The sounds of dragon roars one after another were intertwined into a divine song.

Time passed without realizing it. When Cheng Lingyu's body rose to the fork of the trunk, the entire trunk of the sacred tree suddenly burst out with dazzling light, illuminating the entire sacred wood forest.

At that moment, all the tree patterns on the trunks revived, and the number was exactly one thousand, turning into one thousand divine dragons, and at the same time, the sound of the dragon roar shook the sky.

This kind of sound wave is extremely terrifying. Outside that special area, the monks could not sense it at all. However, Cheng Lingyu was in it, his clothes all over his body instantly turned into ashes, his hair stood up one by one, his eyes were bulging and he was frightening. The blood vessels on the surface of his body burst, and he turned into a bloody man in the blink of an eye.

Xiling Yue and Baili Jingfeng both exclaimed, full of worries, and subconsciously rushed towards the sacred tree, but were directly rushed out by an irresistible divine power.

Others had different reactions when they saw this scene.

"It is a miracle to be able to last until now. No one in the same realm can compare with him."

"It's a pity that he still can't escape death. This sacred tree is extremely terrifying. The coffin is a symbol of death. No one has ever left alive."

"If he doesn't die, he will definitely overwhelm his peers in the future, and beat others to be unable to raise their heads and behave like a human being."

"What a pity. After reaching this point, I still couldn't escape the death disaster."

Some people sigh, some people are happy, and most people don’t want Cheng Lingyu to leave alive.

Baili Jingfeng and Xilingyue were both angry and anxious. They never thought that the sacred tree was so terrifying that they could not get close to him and could not rescue Cheng Lingyu. They could only watch him face him alone.

Above the trunk, Cheng Lingyu's body was covered with blood, containing the essence of divine blood, emitting five-colored divine light, most of which were swallowed by the trunk.

Cheng Lingyu let out a heart-wrenching scream, the native domain was running wildly, and the mysterious grass kept shaking, resisting the attack of the power of soul destruction.

The divine blood essence covered the whole body, turning Cheng Lingyu into a bloody man, but it effectively protected his physical integrity and formed a special defense.

The splashing divine blood was absorbed by the divine tree, and an adsorption force was generated, causing Cheng Lingyu, who was already close to the trunk, to slowly merge into the bark, and tree patterns wrapped around him, swallowing his blood.

Thousands of patterns intertwined, gathered together, turned into a large net, wrapped Cheng Lingyu and integrated into the tree trunk at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The divine tree swallowed him?"

Many people were shocked, this was an ending that no one had ever thought of.

"It seems that Cheng Lingyu is dead. This divine tree is said to have tens of thousands of years of history and has unpredictable divine power. Once he is swallowed up, he will definitely be dead or alive."

Baili Jingfeng looked anxious and prepared to try again at all costs. He must not let Cheng Lingyu die here.

At this moment, Cheng Lingyu, who was about to be integrated into the trunk, suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Xilingyue on the ground, with a strange look flashing in his eyes.

Xilingyue happened to capture Cheng Lingyu's eyes, and a voice sounded in her heart.

At this time, Baili's shocking wind rose into the sky, but who thought that Xilingyue was caught and pulled back.

"Junior Sister Xiling, you..."

Baili Jingfeng was shocked and angry, and blurted out.

Xilingyue looked at Baili Jingfeng and sent a message: "Don't be impulsive, he did this on purpose. He has a holy weapon in his body, so it wouldn't be so easy to die."

Baili Jingfeng hesitated a little, feeling that Xilingyue's words made sense.

At this moment, Cheng Lingyu had been integrated into the trunk and disappeared.

The sacred tree is shining all over, and thousands of tree patterns shine at the same time. A mysterious light wanders back and forth between the tree patterns, forming a complex light belt, cleverly connecting the thousands of tree patterns, like the nine bends of the dragon.

This scene lasted for a stick of incense, then the light dissipated, and the special area near the sacred tree disappeared automatically, returning to its previous appearance.

"It's over like this? Cheng Lingyu was still in vain and spent all his life in the end."

"This is the Divine Wood Forest. Legend has it that no one has ever taken advantage of it. Although Cheng Lingyu is extraordinary, he cannot break this myth for thousands of years."

The master of Shengxue Tower gloated and said, "The guy who overestimates himself is extremely stupid and he is not willing to die."

Xiling Yue said angrily: "Get out, otherwise you will be destroyed."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent. Everyone looked at Sunset City and Shengxue Tower, feeling a little expectant.

Xilingyue's strength is obvious to all, and Baili Jingfeng is even more amazing. If the two of them are determined to destroy the eight people present in Shengxuelou, it would not be difficult.

This time, a total of nine masters from Shengxue Tower appeared in this area. One of them was fainted at Baili Jingfeng's hands. There are eight people left, including Duan Jiangliu, who was seriously injured by Xilingyue before.

Cheng Lingyu's tragic ending made Xiling Yue and Baili Jingfeng in Sunset City feel angry. Shengxuelou said sarcastic words at this time, which was a very stupid behavior.

Duan Jiangliu's face was gloomy and he wanted to slap the person who spoke. He was simply ignorant of the importance and was extremely stupid.

"It's almost dawn, there's no hope here. Let's leave here first and keep moving forward."

Duan Jiangliu found a way out for himself, and then left in shame with his companions.

The monks present whispered, and no one dared to speak loudly, and were unwilling to provoke the two terrible enemies, Xilingyue and Baili Jingfeng, at this time.

At dawn, the divine wood forest was silent.

Baili Jingfeng and Xilingyue's faces were gloomy, and they were both worried about Cheng Lingyu. After all, the sacred tree was too mysterious. After tens of thousands of years, it had an unpredictable divine power.

After experiencing yesterday's incident, many monks saw a reality clearly. Although this divine wood forest has three wonders: bird nests, tree holes, and coffins, there was basically no hope or possibility.

For this reason, some monks left here and continued to move forward without waiting or trying hopelessly.

In the morning, the cultivators in the Divine Wood Forest suddenly decreased by two-thirds. The rest were paying close attention to the reactions of Xilingyue and Baili Jingfeng, not understanding why they stayed here and did not leave?

Xilingyue and Baili Jingfeng were still waiting. They did not reveal any news, and their hearts were filled with uneasiness, not knowing whether Cheng Lingyu was alive or dead at this moment.

Waiting anxiously pushed the passage of time. At noon, the sacred tree hanging from the blood coffin suddenly burst out with bright light, illuminating the entire sacred wood forest.

Xiling Yue and Baili Jingfeng were shocked when they saw this, and they both exchanged glances, with a hint of joy and worry.

The tree patterns on the surface of the sacred tree are reviving, turning into divine dragons entrenched on the trunk. They don’t look big, but the number is so large that it reaches a thousand whole.

A faint light moved rapidly inside the bark, illuminating the tree patterns, sometimes in the east and sometimes in the west, unpredictable and unstable.

This scene lasted for a stick of incense, and the patterns on the surface of the sacred tree gradually disappeared, and the dazzling light turned from light to dark, and calm was restored in a short while.

Xilingyue and Baili Jingfeng were anxiously waiting, but Cheng Lingyu was missing, and an unknown feeling emerged in his heart.

“It seems like someone is on the tree.”

The monks nearby were paying attention, and someone vaguely saw a figure flashing on the branches of the divine tree.

Xilingyue was stunned when she heard this, and immediately looked up at the dense branches and leaves. Sure enough, she saw a figure falling rapidly, and it was difficult to see clearly.

"Is it him?"

Xiling Yue muttered to herself.

Baili Jingfeng, who was standing beside him, looked up and found that the figure that was falling rapidly was falling from the top of the tree. Because the distance was too far, it was not real.

This sacred tree is extremely tall, with a trunk of up to 1,200 feet high. There is still a large part of the canopy on it, which is more than 2,500 feet in total. The canopy is lush and leaves. There is a figure that falls from the top of the highest point, and it is impossible to see clearly.

In the blink of an eye, the falling figure fell on the first horizontal branch, where the red iron chain hangs the blood coffin, and no one has ever entered that area.

"That's... Cheng... Cheng Lingyu... He... wasn't dead."

Some monk exclaimed, which caused a sensation in the audience.

Xiling Yue and Baili Jingfeng were extremely surprised, and both stared at the figure, afraid that they would misjudgment the person.

Cheng Lingyu was dressed in white, floating in the air, with a kind of ethereal and ethereal aura. At this moment, he was standing on the first huge branch of the sacred tree, looking down at the blood coffin below, and a thoughtful look on his handsome face.

"This guy really deserves to beat him up."

Xilingyue cursed, but her face couldn't help but feel joy.

Baili Jingfeng sighed: "His strength has really surpassed many people, and it is always hard to see through and touch."

Above the sacred tree, Cheng Lingyu was a hundred feet away from the red iron chain. You could clearly see the blood coffin from a high place. The thick blood contained unpredictable divine power, and strands of blood appeared to create a mysterious world.

The blood coffin is extremely terrifying. With Cheng Lingyu's specialness, he dared not force himself to approach from above.
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