Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

The undead banyan tree located on the former homeland of Nantianjing is like a whole living mountain range.

It just exists, and the crown of the tree covers the sky and the sun; it just breathes, and it makes it rainy for thousands of miles, and the undulating tree roots and hanging air roots are like undulating hills and wooden pillars supporting the sky and the earth. While supporting the branches of this giant tree, it also maintains the circulation of water and soil in this area.

During the day, the sacred tree absorbs all the light, but at night, the leaves of the sacred tree become dazzling, and the turquoise aura replaces the sun at this time, providing light for the many shrubs and plants under him—even though it is under the sacred tree , and there are not too tall trees, but there is still a rich ecological environment on this land, and all of these are maintained by Shenmu.

But now.

Right at the top of this living mountain range.

From the top of the sacred tree that was higher than the clouds, the turquoise aura gradually extinguished.

Like a gradually extinguished lamp, it dimmed from top to bottom.

Nanhe Tianguan had already retreated to this point. The high-ranking members of the Hundred Rebel Army who were far away from Shenmu, and Su Zhou, who was surrounded by everyone, stood on the top of the 100-meter-high checkpoint.

They stared silently, watching the blue tulle of the sacred tree fade away under the silver light of the stars and the moon, and the countless lush green leaves withered and turned yellow in just a few hours, and then fell.

It was the middle of the night at this time, and after winning a complete victory over the demon army, the Hundred Rebels did not waste time chasing down the scattered soldiers who had fled into the woods in panic, but gathered together at Su Zhou's suggestion and exited the burning New Nanjing.

Facts have proved that his suggestion is reasonable-because the huge leaves of Shenmu falling from a height of hundreds of kilometers hit the ground like meteorites, smashing the entire city and the surrounding hills into pits. .

"Shenmu will fall into a dormant period."

Taking a step forward, Su Zhou walked to the forefront under the incomparably complex eyes of the Baijia Rebels, who were watching Shenmu. He stood on the crenel of Nanjiang Tianguan, looking at the fallen leaves, and the battles at the bottom of the tree. The sacred tree, which covered all traces and bones, said bluntly: "The sacred tree no longer has the power to provide people with immortality."

"Although I know that it's hard to say this, and the potential careerists among you may be very disappointed-but this is the fact. I have sealed the power of the Banyan Undying Tree with the Kunlun secret method. Of course it will not die, but It will also restrain most of the potential power."

"In other words, there is no root of immortality, and there is no more Dragon Transformation Pill."

Su Zhou's words were flat, like talking with friends next door, but no one questioned or denied it.

When everyone saw Su Zhou standing in front of the broken corpse of the Devil Emperor intact, and the battle marks on the top of the Tiangong seemed to have been hit by meteorites seven or eight times, all the grandmaster warriors present stared blankly. tongue, stunned - this is a destructive force far beyond their imagination, even if hundreds of warriors fight each other with all their strength here, it is absolutely impossible to cause such a mark.

Moreover, they originally thought that even if Su Zhou could kill the Demon Emperor, he would be seriously injured and urgently needed rescue.

For this reason, Zhou Buyi also deliberately brought the holy water left over from Su Zhou's rescue of wounded soldiers in Taibai Mountain before, thinking that this thing would at least allow Su Zhou to persist until the follow-up healing elixir was delivered.

In the end, he never expected that Su Zhou had no injuries at all, only his clothes were slightly damaged.

"It's the Kunlun secret method, I used the Kunlun secret method!"

Su Zhou said this with a serious face. He said that he used the Kunlun secret method to heal himself, so everyone could only believe that, and even many warriors among them nodded seriously.

Especially Grandmaster Liu, who was left behind and entangled with the Wood Centipede and Yangyan Guangchan brigade, he couldn't help thinking: "According to what Li Daoran and William said, this Grandmaster Su, as the inheritor of the Kunlun Shenmu, has the ability to swallow the banyan undead tree." The secret method of the patron's power, he used it to become a grand master in a short period of time before."

"Now that the Devil Emperor is beheaded by him, the power of the Devil Emperor should also be absorbed by him... So, does this Kunlun dragon descendant want to advance to innate?"

There are not many people who have such conjectures, and this is why the high-level rebels gathered together, and the reason why Su Zhou was vaguely headed-as a hero who killed the two enemy leaders, the national teacher and the devil emperor, even if Su Zhou It means that it is reasonable to want to be the leader of a hundred families... I am unhappy, do not want to give up power? Wow, it depends on whose fist is bigger!

Naturally, it was Su Zhou who was capable of beheading the innate with bigger fists, but he obviously had no intention of seizing power.

"That's about it."

At this moment, Su Zhou simply introduced the current situation of the Banyan Undying Tree to everyone in the hundred families, and told everyone that the Shenmu will remain silent for nearly a thousand years, and he is about to leave and return to the Kunlun Secret Realm.

"I don't exist in this world. I came here this time only to eradicate the devils like Mo Chao who use the power of the god tree to bring disaster to the common people."

Of course, the eloquent Su Zhou did not lie - he is indeed not an existence in this world, so this sentence is completely true. If anyone is misled, it is Yala's fault and has nothing to do with him: "I should go It’s over—about a few days later. You don’t need to keep me, I have no desire for rights in the world, come to think of it, as long as you don’t continue to use the power of the Shenmu to cause trouble, I will not appear in the Kunlun inheritance.”

Su Zhou is taking advantage of the power of killing the devil emperor and the withering of the sacred tree to establish his prestige, intimidating everyone present not to be half-hearted. If there are still villains who want to rely on the power of the banyan undead tree, they must consider the possibility. The "Heirs of Kunlun" who appeared came to the world again and beheaded them.

He didn't know how long such a deterrent would last, and whether it was meaningful, but some things had to be done.

At this moment, Zhou Buyi, Li Daoran and Wei Lie are also in the team.

Hearing Su Zhou's serious face, half admonition, half warning, he couldn't help feeling a strange sense of unreality in his heart.

——Is this really the end? The disaster brought by the Banyan Undead Tree...is this the end?

He clearly felt that it should be a long war, a resistance that would last for more than a hundred years, and he had to wait until his hair was graying to win... In the end, it was like this, was it over?

As Zhou Yi, who has always been regarded as the leader of the next generation by the Rebel Army and the future innate martial artist, in his heart, there is indeed a feeling that his mission has been taken away, and he is just a soy sauce.

A hero, a hero... All the fame and aura shrouded Su Zhou at this time, making his figure extremely tall, and a casual word seemed to be deafening.

"But is that really, what I want?"

There is a little bit of envy and jealousy in my heart, which is human nature, but Zhou Buyi let out a long breath after examining his own thoughts, and then with a smile, he stared at Su Zhou who was still explaining his opinion: "No. , I don’t want to be a hero at all.”

Heroes, heroes, are the existences that only appear when the country is in danger and the peace is broken--'Once a hero draws his sword, it will be another ten years of calamity for the common people. ’, although the description is wrong, but the meaning is roughly the same.

In the prosperous age of peace, when everyone is happy and carefree, there is no need for heroes.

"If possible, I hope that in the future, there will be no need for heroes to appear, and I hope everyone can live happily."

The warrior with gray temples pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he thought with a smile like this: "But, if someone needs to step forward."

"I will definitely stand up, and I won't let Grandmaster Su focus on his beauty."

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