As soon as the death breath touched the roots of the tree, it immediately seemed to have touched ink on rice paper. First, it turned black and then it became blemished. Then the skin on the roots of the tree dry up, rotten, and spread around.

For a tree, the importance of the roots is far greater than that of the trunk. After all, if the trunk is cut down, new branches can grow, but without the roots, the tree is not far from death.

Although the Fusom tree is a sacred tree, it is still a tree after all. If it has no roots, it will not work.

For a moment, the Fusom tree shook. In addition to the flames coming out of the roots, the dead air that continued to invade the main root and spread continuously, and at the same time, dark green light gushed out from it to resist the erosion of the dead air.

The flames gushing out from the roots of the Fusang tree are actually the true fire of the sun, which originally came from the Three-legged Golden Crow. Now, in turn, they want to burn the dead energy that is almost accompanied by the three-legged Golden Crow's corpse, which has almost no effect.

On the contrary, the dark green light containing the rich wood-type spiritual energy still has some effect when facing the dead energy, although it may not be able to completely suppress it, at least slowing down the invasion of the dead energy.

Chen Feng saw this scene with his sword silk, his eyes flashed, and he silently remembered it in his heart.

As the saying goes, one must not have the intention to harm others, and one must be guarded against others. Although he has to use the power of the Three-legged Golden Crow in order to save himself, he seems to be in the same group on the surface, but Chen Feng knows very well that he and the Three-legged Golden Crow are not the same person after all.

Now the two sides cooperate, just to use each other. When the three-legged golden crow breaks the formation, the first thing it wants to deal with may be itself.

Although Chen Feng thought this way, he instinctively felt the hostility of the soul fragments of the Three-legged Golden Crow to him. Even if it was only a little bit, it was enough for him to keep him on guard.

Because of doubt, Chen Feng thought carefully and could figure out why the soul fragments of the Three-legged Golden Crow were hostile to him. The reason must be that the Three-legged Fire Crow was born.

Although the three-legged fire crow has been wiped out by Chen Feng and has become his external incarnation, it still leaves some traces on him.

Others may not be able to see such traces, but for the demon race, they cannot be concealed at all.

The three-legged fire crow originally had the bloodline of the three-legged golden crow, but it was not the pure three-legged golden crow after all. For the noble three-legged golden crow, the existence of the former is simply an insult to itself. It is normal for it to feel unhappy and even have murderous intent.

In addition, Chen Feng guessed that the Three-legged Golden Crow was hostile to him, which was also related to the current situation of the soul fragments of the Three-legged Golden Crow.

No matter how powerful it was before, it was now a body that was suppressed here. It can be said to be extremely miserable, but this body is like a huge treasure. Anyone who sees it will feel greedy.

The soul fragments of the Three-legged Golden Crow may not be unclear, so it would be normal to suspect that Chen Feng had bad intentions towards him.

If you want to solve a potential trouble, the best way is to naturally destroy the source of this trouble. The soul fragments of the Three-legged Golden Crow cannot destroy the corpse that it relies on, so you can only kill Chen Feng.

Of course, these are just Chen Feng's speculations. It is hard to say whether it is true or false, but Chen Feng cannot take such a risk, so he must find a way to protect himself. The best way is to completely kill the soul fragments of the Three-legged Golden Crow, so that he can eliminate future troubles forever.

As for the fact that he got rid of the three-legged Jin Crow's body afterwards, Chen Feng really never thought about it. It's not that he was not interested, but that the pit was a bit deep.

As of now, the witch clan and the demon clan are all staring at the corpse of the three-legged golden crow, and there is not only one powerful person on both sides. Anyone who dares to attack the corpse of the three-legged golden crow at this time will definitely be attacked by the joint forces of both sides.

If the three-legged fire crow can be released and used, Chen Feng may take the risk of trying to get the chestnut from the fire. Even if he misses his hand, he will at least have to escape.

But the problem is that now he doesn't dare to use the three-legged Fire Crow at all. He, a cultivator with level A-level strength, wants to steal things from three or four powerful people in the formation. This is either crazy or seeking death.

Chen Feng is very calm now, of course he won’t do such stupid things.

Now he was staring at the situation under the Fusang tree with his sword threads, waiting for the moment when the formation eye was destroyed.

Just as he was urging the Wuji Yin and Yang Ball to hold on to the shocking power that was suppressed, Chen Feng also gave some attention and activated some sword threads that were not useful before, digging deeper into the ground.

At this time, the battle between the witch clan and the demon clan on the ground became more and more intense.

Xin Huo failed to chase Chi Lian, but instead attacked Mo Ling with all his strength.

In order to protect those weak demons, Mo Ling was unable to fight with Xin Huo all the time, so he was always at a disadvantage. However, because of his restraint, Xin Huo was unable to kill the demons who set up the altar.

The light on the altar became brighter and brighter, and layers of light rippled out, not only protecting them in it, but also resisting the overwhelming aura of formations.

With this light protection, these demons began to activate the altar unscrupulously.

The purpose of this altar is not to protect them, but to communicate the corpses of the three-legged golden crows underground. No matter what, the three-legged golden crows are all from the demon clan, so if you understand it, the demon clan is definitely slightly better than the witch clan.

Moreover, the demon clan has planned to steal the body of the three-legged golden crow for two or three thousand years, and of course it is sufficient preparations and strives to succeed in one fell swoop.

It was precisely with the appearance of this altar that when the three-legged golden crow's corpse was restless and triggered the shocking power to suppress it, the demon clan was safe and sound.

At the same time, the altar did not collapse due to the shocking power, but instead emitted a more dazzling golden light, like a beam of light that connects the world.

When the demon clan drove the earthworms out of the ground, it was already afternoon, and the sky began to dim. After so long battles, the sky had completely darkened.

But other places are pitch black, like ink, but the light is dazzling under the Fusom tree. At the same time, there are thousands of golden lights on the Fusom tree, which are dazzling, as if a small sun hanging on it.

In fact, this little sun is not big, it is just a ball with a diameter of more than 100 meters. It is as bright as gold, covered with various mysterious runes.

These runes are like churning flames, which makes people feel hot when they see them. As if they look at the sun, they will feel even more dry and hot, as if they are exposed to the hot summer.

Although these dense runes are extremely exquisite, there is no trace of axe, just like they are formed naturally.

In fact, this is indeed the case. This ball is the demon pill of the three-legged golden crow, and is condensed by its demonic power, so it is naturally as bright as the sun.

When the three-legged golden crow fell, the corpse was obtained by the witch clan, and among them was this undisintegrated demon pill.

At that time, the witch clan hid in this secret realm, but found that there was no sun in this space, so he took out the three-legged golden crow demon pill to serve as the sun. It rose and set in the morning and shone everywhere every day.

Because this demon pill is a dead thing, Chen Feng felt a lifeless feeling when he saw the sunlight when he first came in.

Now that the light on the altar was hooked up, the demon pill that was originally emitting brilliant light was even more generous and golden light, and the more blazing sun fire burst out from it, and then it fell on the altar.

"Boom!" In an instant, the runes on the altar became dazzling, and even the light that enveloped the surroundings expanded outward more than three times. Then the light cast by the demon pills and the true sun fire penetrated directly into the ground.

A violent explosion sounded from the depths of the ground, and the ground within a radius of thousands of meters suddenly rose up, followed by large tracts of stones shattered, magma rolled out, and flames soared into the sky. However, before it could be affected, it was already suppressed by the spiritual light of the formation that was overwhelming.

This is just the beginning, because the golden light and flames cast from the demon pill are getting stronger and stronger, and the impact on the formation aura under the ground is getting stronger and stronger.

In fact, the formation of the witch clan is like a huge shell, wrapping everything around it and suppressing the corpse of the three-legged golden crow.

The light on the altar was like a drill bit, trying to break through the formation aura and send the demonic power contained in the demon pill into the corpse of the three-legged golden crow.

Of course, this cannot bring the three-legged golden crow back to life, but it can give it greater power and then overturn the formation that suppresses it.

In fact, if the demon pill was not poached and the Fusang tree continued to absorb its power, even if the three-legged golden crow was left with only one corpse, it would not have been suppressed for so long.

When Chen Feng saw the golden light and flames that shone through the ground, he admired the fact that the demon clan had really made great efforts, and he silently prepared to leave if he had the chance later.

Under the continuous erosion of death, the main root of the Fuso tree has been more than half decayed. Now there are only two choices in front of the Fuso tree, either walk away or stay and wait for death.

If the Fusom tree is just an ordinary tree, then of course it can only wait for death. But its roots are so lively and can actively suppress the corpse of the three-legged golden crow, it is enough to show that it already has its own wisdom.

Faced with the choice between life and death, any wise creature will tend to choose life. This is instinct.

The Fusom tree is no exception, so it began to shake violently, as if it was about to pull up the tree roots and escape.

Of course, the witch priests surrounding it noticed this, so they were gray-haired, and the snake began to recite the spell louder and louder for the earrings, while reaching out to stroke the chest.

A stream of blood gushed out, but did not fall to the ground, but condensed into runes with flashing blood, and then fell on the extremely thick trunk of the Fusang tree.

"Om." The next moment, many bright lights rose from the trunk, forming ancient formations, wrapped around the tree body.
Chapter completed!