Evolve from a Tree

These lucky remnants of Anyov Race repeated this sentence in a daze.    

All of their faith and willpower, which were on the verge of collapsing, was completely destroyed in this energy storm.    

The Tapestry Chiefs they had followed had disappeared after the storm of energy, and they had lost all hope of living.    

"Everyone listen up, carry out a minute of indiscriminate attacks on the remaining Anyov Race, until all these beasts are annihilated."    

A voice as clear as silver bells rang, and in the next second, the Spirit Cultivator had long been impatient, they already started bombarding the remaining Anyov Race s.    

A storm of Spiritual Arts engulfed the entire area and engulfed the entire area. A minute later, several tens of thousands of Anyov Race s were completely annihilated as their blood dyed the ground. They silently told the other onlookers how cruel this war was.    

"Retreat!"    

These Spirit Cultivator's orders were prohibited, demonstrating an astonishing military attainments. Without delay, they immediately retreated to the back.    

Two gorgeous armors with Tilly cut off the rear to prevent Worster. Brown's sniper attack.    

As long as the other party showed up, the schemes that Ye Zhi and Ye Luo had secretly prepared would come in handy. When that happened …    

However, the strange thing was that the expected sniper attack didn't appear. The other side didn't seem to care about their escape at all.    

Ye Zhi's right hand subconsciously gripped the saber hilt at her waist. An ominous premonition flashed in her heart.    

"..."    

"Quick, quick, quick!"    

"If we move faster, we will enter the safe zone two more steps. Once we reach the safe zone, as long as we don't die, we will definitely not suffer any more injuries!"    

"Hurry up and arrange for people to help our exhausted compatriots."    

The soldiers of the eastern Hundred Kingdoms were so excited that their eyes were filled with tears. If it weren't for the military order, they wouldn't have been able to control themselves and would have joined the support team.    

"Mu, there's an old man here who can't walk anymore. Come over here."    

A young warrior who was not even twenty years old quickly ran to the side of an old man with a head full of white hair and passionately said, "Old man, let me carry you."    

"Thank you, little fellow …" "Cough, cough, cough, cough ~ ~ ~"    

Before the old man finished speaking, he suddenly kneeled on the ground and began to cough painfully, as if he wanted to cough out his heart and lungs as well.    

The warrior called Xiao Mu was flustered. He thought the old man had suffered some kind of illness.    

"Brother Wang, call the doctor, this old man is sick."    

Mu quickly recalled that he had learned some first aid techniques to slow down the old man's body. At the same time, he also made it easier for the air to circulate as he avoided everyone around him.    

"Cough, cough, cough, cough ~ ~ ~"    

Not even two seconds had passed when the old man's coughing became even more intense. A large mouthful of smelly black blood sprayed onto Mu's face.    

Mu's nose was filled with this strange stench. It was like the smell of rust mixed with the smell of rotting organs. Mu's stomach churned and he felt nauseous. He almost vomited out the food he had just eaten.    

Strangely, after the old man coughed out the black blood, he miraculously improved. He crawled up from the ground with a friendly smile on his face. "Young man, thank you for your hard work."    

Mu was stunned for a moment. He felt that something was amiss, but he could not explain it. He replied subconsciously, "It's fine. It's good that you're fine."    

The old man looked at the black blood on Little Mu's face and the amiable smile on his face deepened.