Chapter 564

Xue Youzi was as insignificant as an ant.

"What a pity."

Xue Youzi said with some regret.

From now on, there will be no more Wish Spirit Trees in the Barbarian Sea.

Without thinking much further.

Xue Youzi formed hand seals with both hands.

Immediately, his physical body began to tremble, and dense streams of blood surged out!

Above his head, they transformed into a lake of blood!

It was filled with resentful energy, as solid as a physical substance.

Fierce faces appeared and disappeared intermittently, as if uttering vicious curses.

"It's the Barbarians!"

Everyone's pupils contracted.

With such a vast amount of blood, the Demonic Path must have slaughtered the Barbarian race to extinction.

The Barbarians were also one of the ancient races.

However, they were utterly defeated in the great war; even their territory of survival was shattered, leaving only this tiny Barbarian Sea.

Although they were merely dragging out their existence, they had at least continued their race and avoided total annihilation.

But now, they ultimately could not escape the fate of destruction.

"It is rumored that the Wish Spirit Tree was once the divine tree of the Ancient Hundred Clans Alliance, having a profound connection with the Hundred Clans, and the Barbarians were one of the Hundred Clans."

"The Demonic Path intends to use the Barbarians' innate vital blood, combined with the secret technique of the Xueshenmo Sect, to force it to mature!"

Brother Dongmen Xiangzhong seemed to possess deep knowledge in historical miscellaneous studies.

With just a single glance.

He saw through Xue Youzi's intentions.

"Force maturation."

Everyone was stunned.

In this case, could it not produce Spirit Fruits once again?

Splash splash!

Xue Youzi stopped his hand seal.

The blood lake above his head immediately collapsed and continuously merged into the soil.

To be absorbed by the Wish Spirit Tree!

The Wish Spirit Tree, which had already dimmed, regained its vitality.

Moreover, it began to burn from the roots.

It was white fire.

Whoosh!

Almost instantly, giving no one any time to react, the white fire completely engulfed the Wish Spirit Tree.

The flames shot up to the sky.

"This is..."

Meng Changqing's eyes shifted slightly.

This was completely different from the force maturation he had imagined; it was equivalent to destroying the Wish Spirit Tree without caring about any cost.

After this, this Barbarian Sea would essentially be ruined.

One could only say that the Demonic Path's methods were indeed worthy of their reputation.

After about a moment.

The Wish Spirit Tree finally burned to ash, leaving only nine light orbs floating in the void.

They were all Spirit Fruits!

However, compared to the one in Meng Changqing's hand, their aura was much weaker.

Clearly, they were only of the Second Rank.

But the Second Rank was still extremely precious!

"Nine Spirit Fruits!"

Exclamations of shock rose from below as well.

So many Second Rank divine objects are enough to create nine entire Marquis-level experts for the Zong Sect!

Xue Youzi flashed his figure.

He stored all the Spirit Fruits into a jade box.

Then he came to Lord Sikong Wuque's side.

"Lord Sikong, they are all here."

Xue Youzi said respectfully.

"Very good. Once we go out, every Mo Sect will receive one."

Lord Sikong Wuque took them, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

The secret technique of the Xueshenmo Sect was indeed effective; the reason they hadn't done this before was mainly because the Barbarians hid too secretly.

They simply could not be found.

The reason they could be found this time was mainly related to the ancient lands discovered in recent years.

"Next, it is time to deal with you."

Lord Sikong Wuque looked at everyone.

Many demonic path fiends also let out chilling laughs.

Seeing this.

Almost everyone's expression changed slightly.

Becoming incredibly ugly.

No one expected the Wild Sea to end this way!

The demonic path, which had always been at a disadvantage, actually controlled such a powerful formation!

"What a pity."

Brother Dongmen Xiangzhong instinctively looked at Meng Zhangqing.

Such a prodigy, yet destined to perish here; he clearly should have had a brighter future.

On the stage of the Central Plains, holding the universe in his hands, sweeping through the winds and clouds.

"Kill them."

Lord Sikong Wuque waved his right hand down.

All the demonic path fiends prepared to descend and slaughter.

However, just then, a calm voice slowly rose.

"I thought this journey to the Wild Sea would end like this, but who would have thought there would be other gains in the end."

What?

In an instant.

All the demonic path figures stopped, turning to look toward the sound.

Then... their pupils shrank sharply!

They saw that Meng Zhangqing, who had been silent and motionless, as if completely suppressed, was slowly straightening his body.

He even raised his right hand.

And cracked his shoulders.

Boom, boom, boom!

The suppressing force from all around, like lines, shattered one by one.

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This was an extremely shocking scene.

For this was the force of Martial Suppression!

Suppression from the rules!

How could an ordinary person break free from it?