A suffocating black aura spread from Po Meng's body.

The surrounding blood-red woods quickly withered the moment they came into contact with this aura, and the ancient trees in the sky were robbed of their vitality in an instant.

"run!"

Xu Tongtong tightened his grip, grabbed Lilith's arm and ran back. Chang Wugu and Gao Zhuo separated to the left and right and rushed in the other direction.

Facing the righteous god of the underworld like Meng Po, the gap is so huge that it can no longer be changed with any other elements. One can escape one by one without even thinking about counterattack.

"Hey, it's not that easy to run away. None of you can run away today."

Zhou Mu looked around and knew that he was no match for Xu Tong and Lilith. Moreover, Grandma Meng didn't seem to want them to interfere, so he simply patted his brother Xia Yan on the shoulder: "Brothers, the hunting has begun!"

After that, the five brothers split into two groups, and Zhou Mu led one brother and chased Gao Zhuo.

Xia Yan, on the other hand, led two other brothers to hunt down Xiang Chang Wuxue.

"Shashasha..."

Two figures in the bushes ran forward one behind the other, and Xu Tong looked behind him from time to time.

There was no sign of Po Meng, and it seemed that she was not chasing her.

But one after another, the blood trees were quickly withering at the pace of the two of them.

"Kid, why are you running away? I still liked you when you were in Taocheng and were high-spirited."

Po Meng's voice would appear in Xu Tong's ears from time to time, as if she was beside him.

"Bah, I didn't know you were so shameless."

Xu Tong spat and cursed.

Facing Xu Tong's curse, Meng Po was not angry at all. She rode on the back of the big green ox and followed Xu Tong slowly.

Po Meng had thought clearly on the way here that it was almost impossible for this kind of native soul to appear again, unless this kid's parents were native souls, which would be even more incredible.

If this is really the case, then this boy's parents are either ancient gods, or there is another possibility, this boy's parents are the gods of death!

But if it is an ancient god, then this boy must have the mark of the god on his body.

But he didn't notice it.

Therefore, the greater possibility is that this boy's parents may be the God of Death.

Reminiscent of the fact that one of the dead gods who escaped from the underworld many years ago seemed to be pregnant, Po Meng felt more and more that the latter was more likely.

If he is really the descendant of the God of Death, then it would be even more interesting. Maybe this kid is the key to unlocking the mystery of the God of Death.

This is what Po Meng really wants.

However, she was not in a hurry to take action, because Xu Tong's luck had not yet reached rock bottom, but it was not much different. As long as he continued to move forward, his luck would deteriorate faster the further he went.

Riding on the big green ox, Po Meng's eyes seemed to see through the future. Withered blood trees appeared in her turbid eyes. Large tracts of trees were completely withered, and bright red leaves fell down. Xu Tong was like

He fell into the blood-red leaves, his chest was cut open, and there was no more life left...

…

"Hahahaha, run, keep running!"

The wild laughter on the other side echoed in the forest, and two lights and shadows like sparks were seen rushing through the forest.

Zhou Mu waved his riding whip and aimed at Gao Zhuo, who was performing the Earth Escape Technique, and struck him with the whip.

The long whip exploded like a dragon, cracking the ground in front of him, and a soft force was transmitted to the earth, making Gao Zhuo feel like he had been hit by an old fist, even though he had the body of a yaksha.

, and grimaced in pain.

"Don't come out yet!"

Seeing that Gao Zhuo still refused to come out, Zhou Mu kept swinging the long whip in his hand, one whip after another. With each blow, the soft power of the whip spread to the earth, causing the soil in front of him to crack.

"Son of a bitch!"

Gao Zhuo endured the severe pain, cursed secretly, and suddenly noticed the dense tree stems in the soil in front of him. His heart suddenly moved and he rushed towards the place where these tree stems were densely packed.

As soon as I burrowed inside, I felt that once the force of the riding whip hitting the ground touched these tree stems, most of the force was immediately absorbed.

This discovery made Gao Zhuo burst into laughter, and he simply continued to rush inside.

"Huh??"

Zhou Mu, who was riding on Ban Bao's colt, saw this and saw that Gao Zhuo's aura seemed to disappear in front of him. He suddenly became very angry and said, "You want to run, but you can run!"

As he spoke, Zhou Mu patted the brocade bag on his waist, and saw six small flags flying out of the brocade bag. Each of these six small flags had a different color. There were Zhou, Zhou, Xia, Shao and Wu on them respectively.

, Sun, six characters.

These six characters respectively correspond to the names and taboos of the six palace owners of Fengdu Liutian Palace.

Zhou Mu made a gesture with his fingers, and suddenly six small flags fluttered without wind, turning into six strange lights and leaping into the sky. Then under Zhou Mu's control, the six flags waved, and for a moment there was lightning, thunder, thunder, and fire.

A strange dark wind came, blowing the forest in front of me into ashes in an instant.

"I want you to hide?? Today I will turn you into slag!"

A sinister smile appeared on Zhou Mu's face. Wu Jue on the side showed some worry when he saw this, and reminded in a low voice: "Brother, this is not good, this is Taozhi Mountain after all."

"What the hell, I'm not setting fire to the mountain and destroying this forest. How can Shentu convict our brothers? The worst is to go to the old man and file a complaint against us."

The old man Zhou Mu spoke of was naturally the Great Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin.

They are confident because of the care of this old man. Even if they cause any trouble, they can continue to dissipate with just a word from the old man.

After hearing what Zhou Mu said, Wu Jue also felt that he was right.

When he joined in, he and Zhou Mu controlled the six small flags. As the six small flags twisted, one after another, the sky fire fell and hit the ground in front of them.

Now Gao Zhuo, who was hiding in the soil, was miserable. The soaring high temperature around him made him feel like he was in a furnace.

"It's over, it's over!"

Just when Gao Zhuo felt that he was certain to die this time, a tree stem suddenly poked out of the soil, grabbed Gao Zhuo's ankle, pulled hard, and pulled Gao Zhuo deep into the soil.

When Gao Zhuo came to his senses, he realized that he had been pulled into a huge cave.

Surrounded by dense vines, these vines extend in all directions along the gaps in the cave, and it is unknown where they lead.

But the source of these roots and stems all converge on this weird big tree in front of them.

Gao Zhuo stepped forward and took a closer look, and saw that the big tree was actually densely packed with faces of men and women.

"The old monster with a thousand faces?"

Gao Zhuo remembered what King Blackwater had said before, his heart moved, and he suddenly became alert.

"Kakakaka..."

The tree body was seen shaking slightly, and the face on the bark twisted year by year, turning into a huge face.

There were no eyes on the face, and the empty eye sockets stared at Gao Zhuo. His mouth twisted and made a harsh voice: "Help me, I don't want to die!"

Hearing this, Gao Zhuo was startled, stretched out his hand and scratched his head: "Shall I help you??"

"I don't want to die!"

The thousand-faced old monster roared again.

He also suffered from bad luck for eight lifetimes. When someone sits at home, disaster comes from heaven.

Who did I offend by staying here? As a result, each of the masters who came was more terrifying than the last.

He was called the Thousand-Faced Monster by the King of Blackwater, precisely because he had these blood trees as his avatar, and he could sense any corner at will.

Even if one or two blood trees are destroyed, there is no need to worry.

But now, what was destroyed was not just one or two.

Not to mention Zhou Mu and others, the most terrifying thing was Po Meng, who corroded everything along the way and withered large areas of blood trees, which almost killed him.

If they continue to struggle, they may be unable to hold on even before Xu Tong and others are finished.

“How can I help you?? I can’t protect myself now??”

Gao Zhuo opened his palms, looking helpless.

As soon as he said these words, he suddenly felt a tightness in his ankle. Looking down, he saw tree roots suddenly wrapped around his body.

"Help!"

The thousand-faced old monster whispered, and more and more vines began to wrap around it.

"Hey, how do you want me to help you?"

Gao Zhuo wanted to struggle but it was too late. He could only watch helplessly as the vines tried to wrap him up into a rice dumpling.

"Take me away and use your body to make soil for me!"

As the Thousand-faced Old Monster said, he pulled Gao Zhuo closer to him. The thick tree trunk began to twist and tear, and bright red buds emerged from the tree.

He doesn't have much time left. Po Meng won't consider his life or death at all. She is even worse than an ant in front of Po Meng.

If you want to survive, you must escape, but it is just a tree after all, and its body cannot move at all, let alone like the plum fairy, who can move its body at will.
To be continued...