Long Wei also has all kinds of wonderful uses, at least, it can suppress many martial artists in terms of momentum, if it is an ordinary Guiyuan Realm powerhouse, at this moment, in the face of Long Wei released by Chu Ming, it is estimated that he will not even be able to mention the idea of resisting.

Sou!

Sensing that nothing was falling around him, Chu Ming's body turned into a streamer of light and flew in the direction of the immortal tree, his face grim.

These days, the range of the sea of fire around the immortal tree is constantly expanding, and as far as the eye can see, there is a red round pool in the center of the ancient battlefield, volatile and blazing heat.

Sou!

Countless streams of light approached the Immortal Tree, but in just three or four days, around the Immortal Tree, almost hundreds of thousands of Returning Yuan Realm powerhouses had already gathered, all of them were full of energy, and their eyes were staring at the Immortal Tree in the sky.

Trample!

After flying for a long time, Chu Ming's body landed on a slightly raised hillside not far from the immortal tree, at this moment, the warriors on the hillside gathered together in twos and threes, their faces were kind, and they were condescending to each other, but what they thought in their hearts, maybe only they knew.

"I heard that the old man of Blood Pride picked an immortal flower from the Immortal Sea yesterday, it is a real treasure."

A kind-faced middle-aged man shook his head and sighed slightly, but anyone could see the envy in his eyes.

"Immortal flowers? Could it be that there really is such a thing against the heavens and the earth in this world? ”

A martial artist looked incredulous, stared at the kind-looking middle-aged man and asked, and as soon as his words fell, others also looked over, their eyes burning.

"The immortal flower is a derivative of the undead tree, and if the dead tree does not wake up, it is not impossible for a few immortal flowers to float out from the inner perimeter."

The middle-aged man said lightly with a kind face, as soon as these words fell, the complexions of the others suddenly changed, even Chu Ming's face flashed with a hint of emotion.

As the kind-faced middle-aged man said, the immortal flower is a derivative of the immortal tree, because the immortal tree has been sleeping for more than 100,000 years, and the immortal flower is basically in a state of extinction, and the effect of the immortal flower is enough to support the word fetish, an immortal flower can prolong the life of a warrior for thousands of years, and for those who are about to reach the limit, the immortal flower is more important than anything else.

Since the awakening of the Immortal Tree, from time to time there have been immortal flowers drifting out of the Immortal Sea and being obtained by the warriors on the periphery, but this is a minority after all, but most of the warriors who tried to get their hands on the immortal flowers were burned to ashes.

Moreover, since the first immortal flower drifted out, many strong people have organized martial artists to hunt immortal flowers together.

The Immortal Sea is the sea of fire around the Immortal Tree, in which the waves of fire are choppy, and ordinary Returning Yuan Realm martial artists will turn into ashes if they are contaminated at all.

"The Blood Cloud Squad has recruited new members, hunt immortal flowers together, harvest distribution according to work, and those who are high in cultivation are preferred!"

A rather feminine voice sounded, but it was a middle-aged man with a white face standing on the mound not far from everyone, shouting loudly, with a faint look of arrogance in his eyes.

"It's the Blood Cloud Squad!"

"The Blood Cloud Squad is also the largest team in this area of hunting immortal flowers, I heard that the captain Wei Hu is the strength of the six giants, it would be good if I could also join the Blood Cloud Squad."

"Just you? Don't be delusional, which time the members recruited by the Blood Cloud Squad are not invincible powerhouses in the Returning Yuan Realm, and the greater the gain, the greater the risk that accompanies it, in the past two days, the Blood Cloud Squad has recruited more than a dozen new members in a row, and there are not a few strong people who die in the Immortal Sea. ”

The martial artists around were talking, but no one dared to stand up for a while, and the feminine middle-aged man looked at the martial artists around him, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"Hahaha, my Beihai Demon Knife entered the ancient battlefield for the sake of a divine object, and now that I am here, how can I give up? What do you think of me? ”

In the silence, a burly middle-aged man laughed for a while, and flew out of the crowd, dressed in a black robe, his face was black, but his eyes were quiet, but it gave people a terrifying cold horror, which made people feel stunned when they saw it.

"You're good!"

The feminine middle-aged man stared at the magic knife Liu Dan, secretly praised in his heart, and nodded.

Liu Dan's body is rampant, and there is a faint trace of evil overflow, at a glance, you can know that it is not a good stubble, there are not a few lives in your hands, a knife like Liu Dan, walking in the rivers and lakes, entering and exiting dangerous places, must have a lot of experience, and Liu Dan is from Beihai, Beihai has always been chaotic, and the feminine middle-aged dare not underestimate Liu Dan.

The opening of the ancient battlefield is a prosperous era, in addition to the Central God Domain, there are many masters in the North Sea, the Southern Wilderness, and the Western Desert.

This Liu Dan is a strong man from Beihai, who is not weak in Beihai, known as the magic knife, and once killed the transcendent power with a hundred knives.

"And me."

"I, Ximo Kuming, also came to join in the fun."

"The Southern Wilderness Iron Swordsman Snow is without a trace!"

“……”

After that, more than a dozen martial artists who were not weak jumped out at once, and the feminine middle-aged man was naturally pleasantly surprised, after all, the more martial artists, the greater the room for them to choose, so the greater the chance of obtaining the immortal flower.

"Chu Ming!"

Sou!

Chu Ming's body flashed and fell behind these martial artists, unremarkable.

But the moment Chu Ming appeared, a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the feminine middle-aged man, although Chu Ming's breath was indifferent, but for some reason, at the moment when Chu Ming appeared, he had a strong feeling of depression in his heart, even in the face of Wei Hu, the captain of the Blood Cloud Squad, he also had this feeling.

But immediately, he looked away, just thinking that this was an illusion, after all, a strong person like Wei Hu was only a few in the entire ancient battlefield, and Chu Ming was too young, even if he cultivated in his mother's womb, it was impossible for him to have the strength of Wei Hu.

"You, you, you...... And you! ”

The feminine middle-aged man's fingers pointed in the air again and again, directly selecting the members, and the warriors who were not selected, their faces suddenly changed, after all, isn't this a disguised way to say that their strength is not good?

The last finger of the feminine middle-aged man trembled slightly, and the ghost envoy pointed at Chu Ming.

There are a total of four people, except for Chu Ming, they are Liu Dan of the magic sword, Xue Wuxian of the iron swordsman, and a white-haired old man with a dry face and a cold light in his eyes, which is not good at first glance.

"Why are they?!"

A middle-aged man in a yellow cloth shirt looked unconvinced and unruly, and shouted at the feminine middle-aged man.

This big man is a Ku Ming from the Western Desert, specializing in the physical body, and it is rumored that he once killed the eighth-order top-level demonic beast with one punch, and he is really not weak, no wonder he is not convinced.

However, Chu Ming could see that Ku Ming had a certain gap between him and the magic knife Liu Dan and the iron swordsman Xue Wuxi, which showed that the feminine middle-aged man did not have a bad eye for people.