At the scene, except for Long Ye and the others, Feng Ming was unmoved, but stared thoughtfully at the lake, frowning, and a pair of soft wattles were pinched tightly.

Of course, Long Ye seems to be light-hearted, but he is communicating with Xue Linglong, after all, if you want to say that you are most familiar with this place, Xue Linglong is completely a living guide, and the rest are mostly looking at ancient records, which have many deviations, and the time of the year came very suddenly, and all that you know may have fallen in that riot.

It's just that I don't understand that there are still a lot of secrets circulating here, and I'm afraid that things back then were not as simple as they seemed.

"Who came up with the name?" Tatsuno frowned in thought.

Consciousness is free to enter the underworld of the chaotic world, after all, this is now its own territory.

Xue Linglong has been cultivating, and at the same time, she is silently deducing the runes on the ground, and in response to Long Ye's question, she frowned suddenly, showing doubts, "When you say this, I am really a little embarrassed, it seems that the people in the outside world directly called out the name of this place, as for who took it, it is really undocumented." ”

Tatsuno muttered to himself, "In the eyes of mortals, the monk is a god, and in the eyes of the monk, the way of heaven is a god, but in the eyes of the real god, returning to the self is the real god." ”

Niu Kui didn't understand what Long Ye was talking about, but looking at Long Ye's changing face, he also put away his lazy posture and looked at Long Ye with interest.

"Hehe, I think I understand, the Falling God Lake can devour all living beings, but it will not devour ordinary mortals. ”

After saying that, Long Ye got up directly and randomly found a blood-colored tree that was neither big nor small, but there were also several people hugging him.

took out an extremely ordinary magic weapon, which was not even the most basic magic weapon used by monks, that is, an ordinary iron long knife, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, giving everyone the feeling that the axe used by the woodcutter was similar to that of a machete.

There is no need to seal the divine power, because Long Ye at this time is an absolute body cultivation powerhouse.

Holding an ordinary machete, he slashed down very carefully and reverently.

The monk who was originally going to watch a good show opened his eyes again, completely incredulous, because as the blade slashed down, it left a deep gap directly in the hard trunk, and there was not much force of shock, let alone the slightest backlash.

Blood-colored sawdust flew.

Long Ye kept in his hands, turning the long knife, slashing down according to the gap one by one.

But the body, which was as powerful as Long Ye, was also trembling slightly, and the tiger's mouth was slightly cracked, and blood beads were dripping.

The embroidered girl from afar also seems to have an understanding, but these are all disciples of the great sect, and in addition to some divine weapons in their hands, it is really difficult to find an ordinary weapon.

The disciples of these top forces, the lowest they usually carry are spiritual weapons, who would have nothing to do with a secular iron weapon?

Nian Wuwu also showed doubts, even thoughts.

Echoes rang out in the dense and secluded forest, blood-colored wood chips, and fragments flew down.

Beads of sweat and blood were already dripping from the knotted muscles.

At this time, Tatsuno was just an ordinary woodcutter, who did not use a trace of divine power and completely relied on the power of his body to cut down trees.

His legs were slightly separated, his eyes were resolute, he didn't pay attention to the cracked tiger's mouth, and he didn't wipe the blood from his arms.

It's very calm, slashing down one by one.

In the eyes of the other monks, it seemed that Tatsuno didn't exert much effort and didn't suffer much backlash, but Tatsuno, who was the most involved, deeply felt the hardships.

Every time the knife falls, there will be a huge shock force rushing into the body with the blade, tearing the muscles and destroying the muscles and bones, in fact, ordinary woodcutters will also encounter such things when they are logging.

But Tatsuno never saw the slightest inappropriateness, and every time he fell, he slashed at the same position.

It's just amazing that the huge anti-shock force doesn't seem to have the slightest effect on the ordinary iron long knife, and a big tree hugged by several people has been cut down in half, but the long knife is still the same, without the slightest gap.

His heart was on fire, and he once again firmly believed in his guess.

The Lake devours all living beings, because as long as the monks come here, they will inevitably use their own strength, whether it is crossing the river or investigating, they will mobilize their divine power, which is an invisible provocation and blasphemy here.

The space above the lake is full of invisible dangers, so the only thing that can be done is to build a boat to cross the river, but the whole lake is surrounded by boat-making materials at your fingertips.

The seemingly incomparably hard blood-colored giant tree can only be made without using divine power or monks' weapons.

Because the tadpoles or flames at the bottom of the lake will inevitably explode as long as there are divine power fluctuations.

All can only suppress the divine power and be an ordinary woodcutter to build a boat to cross the river.

For half a day, Tatsuno never stopped, and his entire arm had been completely torn, and the huge force of the shock destroyed the muscles, muscles and bones in the body.

Fortunately, the tree was cut down.

Niu Kui looked at Long Ye very strangely, and carefully looked at this body cultivation that could no longer be seen through.

Sitting on the thick tree trunk, panting violently, while the rolled muscles were also squirming slightly, and a lot of broken bone residue was automatically excreted from the body.

The monks who were originally watching were all pondering and speculating, and it was obvious that no one would despise an ordinary physical cultivator at this time.

Those who can get here are undoubtedly not really strong people, and the physical cultivation with a strong ability to recover and heal itself cannot be underestimated.

At tea time, Tatsuno breathed steadily, shook his arm, and a layer of blood scabs fell off.

Then he struck again, wielding his long knife, perhaps losing the roots, but this time Tatsuno didn't spend much effort, cutting a three-meter-long trunk directly from the trunk.

The blood-colored trunk of the tree is a strange blood color, and the inside is as red as blood, and the dense annual rings are intertwined to form a unique pattern.

Tatsuno was fascinated, perhaps because the growth time was too long, so that the annual rings seemed to be disordered.

Cut off an arm-thick branch again and kick off the leaves on it.

Teng Qing and the White Bone Cultivator were moved, but they didn't make a rash move, and the rest did the same.

In fact, the more cautious he is at this time, after all, he has already fallen a lot of monks before, and even if Tatsuno succeeds, there are still these powerful monks on the shore looking around, and he is not afraid of him running away.

It's more about seeing if Tatsuno's approach works.

Mobilizing his muscles and exerting all his strength, he dragged the three-meter-long trunk into the water, which was now a log without any traces of carving.

But even if he has the bottom in his heart, Tatsuno is also cautious.

Climbed to the top of the log slightly, sat in the center of the log, slowly and carefully straightened his back, everything was calm, and there was no danger at all.

Moreover, the log is too early, and even if Tatsuno rides on it, his feet are still a certain distance from the water.

Finally breathed a sigh of relief, and in the sight of many monks, Tatsuno paddled the oars made of tree branches with both hands, constantly paddling the water.

Originally full of danger and danger, the Fallen God Lake is now like a beautiful lake reflected in the afterglow of the sunset, bright, quiet, and even peaceful.

The monks on the shore were not calm, and the giant tree left by Tatsuno was only three meters old, and there were still dozens of meters of trunk.

Many monks did not hesitate, and they all flew in front of the collapsed blood tree, but it was a pity, but it was a pity that none of the monks could take out the ordinary sword under the magic weapon, and they couldn't use their hands.

You look at me, I look at you, for the first time there was such a desire for those worldly things.

In the end, everyone reached a tacit understanding, directly lifted the huge tree trunk, and slowly dragged it into the water with the branches and leaves, this time many monks did not use the slightest divine power, even Feng Ming and other disciples of the Feng clan were silently acting.

The huge blood tree was unsinkable, a third of its trunk sank beneath the surface, but more trunks still surfaced.

Daxi, according to Tatsuno's appearance, scrambled to climb the trunk one by one.

It is hard to imagine that even if a giant tree of thirty or fifty meters is carried by many monks, it will take a lot of effort, but it will not sink into the water, completely subverting the knowledge and thinking of many monks.

The embroidered girl who has always been calm has to condescend to crawl, it is difficult to imagine the grievance in her heart at this time, but in the face of nature, a powerful monk can conquer and defeat nature, but nature can also kill a monk.

Paddle the branches together and follow the footsteps of Tatsuno.

But everything was not so smooth, the trunk of the tree was slightly inclined along the way, and a disciple of the Protoss was so shocked that he forgot his previous instructions, and the divine power turned on to stabilize the trunk, but something strange happened immediately.

There seemed to be a big mouth above the head of this Protoss disciple, which directly devoured this monk, even if even the nearest monk didn't have time to deal with it, the whole process space was only slightly distorted, and a living monk disappeared.

Everyone was frightened into a cold sweat.

Tatsuno opened his bow left and right, constantly urging the log to row in the direction of the island.

The surface of the lake was peaceful, there was no wind or waves, and although the giant trees were sinking, they still broke the waves and moved forward, leaving the rest of the monks far behind.

With the precedent of an accident with a disciple of the Protoss, no monk dared to urge the divine power after that.

Niu Kui turned into a human form, a big black man, also mixed among the monks at this time, with thick beard and long hair, eyes like copper bells, but he looked nervous.

The tadpoles below the lake were unfazed by the presence of blood-colored trunks, which made them mistake the surface of the lake.

The water ripples, rippling in circles and circles.

Tatsuno flexed his muscles and paddled the simple oars, and the three-meter-long log kept getting closer to the island.

At this time, the island is already close in front of you, and the ten-zhang long stone pillar is even more clearly visible, standing upside down on the island, slightly black, faintly wrapped with a blood-colored halo, at first glance, it is a long knife inserted in the ground.

Ten zhang high, one person hugging each other, there is a faint whirlpool on it that is devouring the power of the void world.