Chapter 224 Stealing the Spiritual Fruit
In the depths of Feilong Valley, the Dragon Blood Spirit Tree overlooks everything, its branches and leaves are lush and green, exuding a charming fragrance.
A Dragon Blood Spirit Tree stands like a pillar of heaven, its trunk is like the power of a dragon bone, and its branches are coiled like dragon claws.
The leaves are emerald green, and each leaf seems to contain the breath of spiritual energy, dancing with the wind, exuding a rich fragrance that permeates the valley.
The roots of the Dragon Blood Spirit Tree are deeply rooted in the soil, and the land has long been dyed red by dragon blood, evaporating a rich and almost tangible dragon blood smell.
Every drop of sap is like the blood of the Dragon King in the past, precious and mysterious. They flow in the trunk, like the pulse of life, full of strange life force.
The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, forming mottled light and shadow, as if the scales of a dragon are dancing on the tree crown.
Under this mysterious tree, a red-scaled dragon king was living in an old and majestic manner, with a pair of scarred eyes flashing with a firm and melancholy light.
Just when the atmosphere was quiet and solemn, a dazzling red emerald light suddenly flashed from the branches of the dragon blood tree, as if a flowing gem fell from the sky.
It was a drop of spiritual liquid extracted from the heart of the dragon blood tree, red like blood jade, green like new hair, crystal clear, exuding a mysterious and powerful breath.
The spiritual liquid dripped slowly, like a red pearl, dancing with gorgeous light in the air, and finally landed gently on the wounded eye of the red-scaled dragon king.
The wound was pierced by Zhao Huang's mysterious ancient sword. The wound was shocking, and the eyeballs were crushed, but now it is gradually healing under the touch of the spiritual liquid.
The red emerald spiritual liquid flowed like spring water, seeping into the dragon king's eye sockets, reviving his spirit.
Bathed in the spiritual liquid, the eyes of the Red Scale Dragon King regained vitality, and in his deep eyes, the lines of fate emerged like smoke and waves.
Its body trembled slightly, as if it felt the kindness and power from the Dragon Blood Spirit Tree, and a deep and mysterious connection was quietly established between it and the earth.
At this time, the wind blew through the Flying Dragon Valley, bringing a faint fragrance and the blessing of the dragon tree.
At this moment, it seemed as if time had stopped and the world was quiet. Only the brilliance of the spiritual liquid flickered in the air, adding a layer of mysterious and solemn color to this mysterious ceremony.
Song Tianming watched the Dragon Blood Spirit Tree heal the Red Scale Dragon King, and was extremely shocked. This Dragon Blood Spirit Tree was indeed extraordinary, and its efficacy was against the sky. If the fruit on it could be picked, it would definitely cause the Red Scale Dragon Group to be furious, and then go to war with the Fourth Spirit Peak and the Fifth Spirit Peak at all costs.
Song Tianming was active in his mind, preparing to lure the Red Scale Dragon Group with three ordinary-grade fairy puppets to buy time for his actions.
As his thoughts turned, the three mortal-grade superb immortal puppets that Song Tianming had prepared in advance began to move. They held steel knives and used superb knife skills to run rampant in the Flying Dragon Valley, killing at will. For a while, several red-scale flying dragons of the Xuan level were killed by the mortal-grade superb immortal puppets.
At this time, the red-scale dragons sensed the existence of the immortal puppets, and gathered like a mountain torrent and swarmed in.
They made a deafening roar and began to hunt these puppets full of immortal power.
Even the red-scaled dragon king under the dragon blood spirit tree was aroused by a huge hunting desire, flapped his wings and flew high, his body cast a long shadow in the air, and flew quickly in a certain direction.
Song Tianming took this opportunity and began to run towards the dragon blood spirit tree, and the process was extremely smooth.
Huh!
Song Tianming's hands were covered with immortal essence, and his strength was exquisite, like threading a needle, and he picked the dragon blood spirit fruit perfectly without damaging its roots.
In Song Tianming's hand, the dragon blood fruit was as crystal clear as a bright moon, emitting dazzling brilliance.
The dragon blood fruit not only represents one of the most precious spiritual objects in Feilong Valley, but also an important pillar for the dragon race to reproduce and thrive.
Song Tianming quietly seized it, which directly attracted the rage of the red-scaled dragons in Feilong Valley.
The red-scaled dragon king even made a deafening roar. It had an inexplicable connection with the dragon blood tree and knew that the most important dragon blood fruit on the tree had been taken away.
The dragon blood fruit on the dragon blood tree has been nurtured for nearly a thousand years. It is the hard work of several generations of dragon kings in Feilong Valley. They have continued for thousands of years just to let a flying dragon of the heavenly level come out of the valley one day, so as to lead the tribe and get rid of the shackles and control of Dengtian Sect.
There is no doubt that the dragon blood fruit is extremely important. It is the heart of the red-scaled dragon king. No one can take it away, otherwise it will kill the world and fight to the last drop of blood.
Song Tianming naturally felt the anger of the Red Scale Dragon King. He was about to leave, but he looked at the Dragon Blood Spirit Tree reluctantly.
"This Dragon Blood Spirit Tree was cultivated with the bones of thousands of dragons and the blood of thousands of dragons. It is unique and has extraordinary effects. If you miss it, you will miss it for the rest of your life!"
Song Tianming knew clearly that he only had one chance to meet the Dragon Blood Spirit Tree. If he didn't get more things, he would have no chance in the future.
However, this idea was very threatening. Although Song Tianming was wearing the Dragon Hidden Robe, he would still be seen through by the Red Scale Dragon King at close range.
"Wealth and honor are sought in danger. How can you seek immortality without fighting!"
Song Tianming immediately began to work hard. He waved his hand like an unstoppable immortal sword and took away half of the branches of the Dragon Blood Spirit Tree.
Roar!
The moment the branches of the Dragon Blood Spirit Tree were broken, the Red Scale Dragon King was like his flesh was pierced, his blood and energy retreated, and he was extremely weak.
The Red Scaled Dragon King has nurtured the Dragon Blood Tree with his dragon blood for thousands of years, which has formed a relationship of shared destiny between it and the Dragon Blood Tree, where they prosper and suffer together.
"Human, I will kill you!"
The Red Scale Dragon King burned his blood, and his dragon body was like a meteor breaking through the air, creating layers of supersonic array patterns in the void.
Outside the Flying Dragon Valley, Zhao Huang and Liu Ju looked at each other in shock. Did Song Tianming have such a great ability to induce such a terrifying noise in the Flying Dragon Valley?
In a short moment, Song Tianming had seized a broken branch of the Dragon Blood Spirit Tree, a handful of meat mixed with dragon blood, and a seed buried under the roots of the Dragon Blood Spirit Tree.
There is no doubt that the Dragon Blood Spirit Seed that Song Tianming got at the end was the most important. If it could be cultivated a little, it could even grow another Dragon Blood Spirit Tree.
Song Tianming's mind was active, and he remembered the ancient seed he got from Mo Yuhao. That seed was almost dead, but if it could be fused with this Dragon Blood Spirit Seed, perhaps a seed that was unparalleled in the world could be born.
Spirit Seed is an important image on the path of physical cultivation.
A powerful spirit seed can transform the body of a physical cultivator.
"The harvest is too slow this time, we can leave now!" Song Tianming looked at the dragon blood spirit tree behind him with lingering feelings.
If this dragon blood spirit tree was not bound by countless dragon pattern arrays and difficult to move, Song Tianming really wanted to pull it up and take it away.
When Song Tianming turned around and was about to leave, the air in the valley seemed to solidify.
Immediately, a fierce wind blew up, filled with the flames of the dragon clan's anger.
The red-scaled dragons roared like a raging tide, their eyes full of anger and the frenzy of pursuit, and the dragon roars transmitted between the dragons resounded through the sky, shaking the entire Flying Dragon Valley.