He looked ferocious and roared: "We can't let them escape, Li Tianming must die, and everyone must die!"

“Yes, it would be very troublesome to let Li Tianming go to Xuanyuan Longzong without any worries, even the emperor would not be able to deal with him.”

 From this point of view, some people support Li Xuanyang.

“But if they leave on the Star Sea Divine Ship, what can we do? 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 in shock.

Some people wanted to say that the fruit of this tree is very useful, but they resisted the idea of ​​​​speaking because they did not want to go against Li Xuanyang.

“Everyone, let’s chop down the trees and kill them!”

"yes!"

 For a time, the densely packed Celestial Clan of Order surrounded the trunk of the Qingyun Sacred Tree, slashing it down with sword after sword, as well as the Consciousness God.

Boom, boom, boom——

This ancient tree, which has lived for countless years, began to tremble and emit a shrill scream.

Hum 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!

 The felling of trees continues.

The trunk of the Qingyun Sacred Tree is very thick, but not strong. It would not take long to cut it down with hundreds of thousands of people.

 As the Qingyun Sacred Tree tilted, the entire Qingyun Continent was shaking, and the whole world was weeping.

　　At the funeral of Emperor Kowloon, countless cries of sadness were heard.

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 emperor's burial, everyone knelt down.

They are about to rush 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 scream resounded through the tree canopy again.

 Boom!

From a certain moment, the lamentation 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, roaring out the anger of this ancient creature.

 Click!

The trunk of the tree is tilted.

 Completely broken.

 Buzz 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 Emperor Kowloon, 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 cannot be compensated for in eternity.

 The sacred tree has fallen.

 There is no shade anymore.

 There is no more singing of birds and fragrance of flowers that belong to the sun.

 There will no longer be fruit 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 for countless years, irrigating the lives of countless generations, until it finally turned red and used its own fall to give the people under its protection the possibility of escaping.

 with the tree species inside the Kowloon Emperor's burial, although they 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 the continent.

 …

 …

 “Go to hell! Go to hell!”

 After the collapse of the sacred tree, dust filled the sky and the whole world fell into a world of dust.

 Can’t see anything clearly.

Hum buzz!

While Li Xuanyang was yelling and cursing, 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.

 Looks like a bloody leaf?

Ding!

It was indeed a leaf. It was inserted into Li Xuanyang's forehead without warning, and a wound was torn. 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 didn’t know what it was at all. He screamed in horror, trying to attract others’ attention.

 But the next moment, screams as cruel as his were everywhere.

 It was even worse than the previous battle.

 Everyone was screaming.

 The whole world is screaming.

Everything you can see 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 these 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.

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. A small pink-white flower appeared. Both its leaves and flowers looked extremely pure, without any blood stains.

 The dust gradually dissipates.

 You can see that there are bloody corpses everywhere in the area. The corpses are gradually sinking and their appearance is unclear. 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 orderly heavenly 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.

That sea of ​​flowers is bigger and more dreamy, like a fairyland.
To be continued...