The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

The sacrifice was carried out as usual, only Chu Luo and Gong Boqi could clearly see Amei who had turned into a ghost, and she was full of resentment.

It enveloped all the villagers present in a gloomy state.

The villagers are still kneeling, they can't see Amei, nor can they see the corpse on the altar.

They talked about the revival of the sacred tree.

When Gong Boqi recited the mantra, all the ghosts on the altar were sucked into the sacred tree.

Amei, who was finally sucked in, let out a shrill scream.

"Kill you, kill you."

"Kill you!!!"

All the overwhelming resentment gathered on Amei's soul.

Even the ignorant villagers noticed something was wrong.

The sky, where the stars and the moon were originally bright, seemed to be covered by an invisible curtain.

There was a strong wind, and there was a gloomy cry from the mountains and forests.

The villagers raised their heads and looked around in horror. The horror and fear that crawled up from the soles of their feet wandered up like poisonous snakes.

"Mr. Uncle..."

Gong Boqi smiled all over his face, "The sacred tree is about to manifest."

The villagers who were originally afraid and terrified suddenly gathered joy in their eyes, and they looked at the sacred tree expectantly.

It was found that the branches and leaves of the sacred tree were shaking more than before, and growing faster, almost covering the entire camp.

"The sacred tree has appeared."

"The Divine Tree has recovered."

"Our children did not die in vain."

"Our loved ones can rest in peace."

Some villagers kowtowed and wept bitterly.

Some villagers knelt and crawled towards the sacred tree, choking with sobs, "Sacred tree, sacred tree, save us, let our dead children be resurrected!"

"Let the war stop!"

"Recover my sick family members!"

The villagers cried and expressed their wishes one by one.

The sacred tree didn't respond, it just grew and continued to grow. Its thick root system broke through the soil and passed through the house.

The earth trembled because of its rapid growth.

The villagers were staggering to and fro, and Aunt Hua managed to stabilize her body. Only Gongboqi stood still. He looked up at the sacred tree slightly, and the smile on his mouth became stronger and stronger. His whole face was filled with laughter. And twisted up.

As soon as his tactics changed, the mantras in his mouth also changed.

The sacred tree that had been growing frantically stopped, and the sound of the wind around it also stopped.

"The sacrifices are not enough." Gong Boqi turned his head to look at the villagers who were lying on the ground, "The sacred tree will recover just a little bit."

The villagers who had fallen on the ground all looked at the sacred tree in horror, and then they didn't know who it was, rushed to the middle of the altar, picked up the knife on the ground, and stabbed it into their heart fiercely. Blood splattered.

"The divine tree...the divine tree...resuscitated, save us."

Gongboqi: "Not enough."

The next villager also rushed to the altar.

As long as Gong Boqi said it was not enough, the villagers would rush forward, some resolute, some fearful, and some unwilling to do so...

But the knife still pierced into their hearts.

The blood that flowed out consciously gathered towards the sacred tree.

All the resentful souls were absorbed by the sacred tree.

Gong Boqi stared at the sacred tree, with a contemptuous smile on his mouth, "Aren't you evil yet? After absorbing so much resentment, you can still control yourself."

"Oh! It seems that there are not enough dead people!"

He turned his head to the villagers and said, "It's not enough."

His voice was cold and cruel.

A villager rushed up to the altar. The blade and handle of the knife had already been stained with blood, and it was particularly slippery in his hand.

But the villagers held it hard and pierced towards their heart without hesitation.

At the moment when the knife was about to plunge into his chest, a branch as thick as a thumb wrapped around his wrist, and with one force he threw the villager out.

"Ahhh!"

"The Divine Tree has recovered."

"The sacred tree has really recovered."

The villagers were wild and excited.

But Gong Boqi smiled smugly.

He was looking forward to the sacred tree being furious and killing people, and looking forward to the sacred tree being stained with blood debt, then he would be able to exorcise demons and defend the way, kill evil spirits, and increase his luck.

The branches of the sacred tree squirmed as if they were alive, and in the next second, they pierced like a sharp sword.

The smile on Gong Boqi's face deepened, he waited for the sacred tree to kill someone.

puff.

puff.

puff.

The sharp branches pierced through the flesh, and blood spattered.

The noisy and panicked villagers were all startled by this scene. They stood there in a daze, blinking their eyes at Gongboqi.

Gong Boqi also looked at his body in disbelief.

More than a dozen branches pierced his body.

The next moment, all the branches were drawn back.

Gong Boqi fell to the ground abruptly, spitting blood out of his mouth, and looked at the sacred tree.

how come……

Why is this happening?

How dare the sacred tree kill him, a practitioner!

Aunt Hua rushed over and pressed Gongboqi's wound with both hands, "Sir, sir..."

The branches came alive again, and they all came towards Gongboqi.

Aunt Hua stood in front of her, and the branch yanked hard, pulling Aunt Hua away.

The branches lifted the dying Gongboqi, bound his hands, feet and head, and lifted him into the air.

"Mr. Gongbo!"

"What about the sacred tree?"

"Mr. Gongbo awakened the sacred tree, why did the sacred tree hurt Mr. Gongbo?"

The branches are pulled tighter and tighter, and the more they are pulled, the harder they are.

Following Gong Boqi's shrill scream, blood rained from the sky.

All the villagers were stained with Gongboqi's blood.

The branches mercilessly threw off Gongboqi's limbs and head.

Seeing this scene, Aunt Hua let out a scream, grabbed the ax on the ground, and rushed over, "You demon, I'll kill you!"

She held up the ax and looked at the trunk of the sacred tree.

Chop down with an axe.

Slashing and screaming.

The branch of the sacred tree pulled towards Aunt Hua, and Aunt Hua fell aside, and the branch mercilessly smashed at Aunt Hua.

After a while, Aunt Hua died.

Villagers: "..."

They all looked at the Divine Tree in horror, their eyes full of fear.

I don't know who it is, suddenly let out a roar, picked up the torch at the side, and rushed over, "Give me back Niuniu, you evil tree! Give me back Niuniu..."

These words stimulated the villagers present, and the fear in their eyes all turned into anger and hatred.

They picked up the weapons around them one after another, and ran towards the sacred tree.

Use fire.

Hack with a knife.

Chop with an axe.

……

Just now, the sacred tree that killed Gongboqi and Aunt Hua in a rage, seemed to have lost consciousness.

Ignorant is like an ordinary tree, no matter what humans do to it, it can't resist.

Just when Chu Luo thought that the sacred tree was going to be so silent, the branches of the sacred tree suddenly moved.

They all flew towards the villagers and pulled all the villagers away.

The thick branches smashed hard on the ground.

The earth trembled.

The villagers looked at the sacred tree with frantic branches and leaves, and finally got scared, and all turned around and ran away.

The illusion accelerated again.

When Chu Luo saw the sacred tree, he would beat the ground with its thick branches every night, and even destroy nearby houses.

At first, no one dared to approach the sacred tree.

Then, people began to leave Yingxiang.

Those who left would stand far away, looking at the sacred tree with vicious eyes.

Some people were far away, poohed at the sacred tree, turned and left.Gale novel

In Yingxiang, there is no one left.

Chu Luo stood by and witnessed all this.

After the last camper left, the branches of the sacred tree retracted quickly.

The green leaves are falling, and the branches are withered.

A tall sacred tree quickly shrank to the appearance they saw when they came to Yingxiang.

God tree, self-destructed.