Chapter 223 Dragon Blood Spirit Tree

Outside the Feilong Valley, the monks of the Fourth Spiritual Peak lined up neatly, with the flash of swords and shadows reflecting on their armored helmets.

They were dense as clouds, completely blocking the exit of Feilong Valley. The breath of the soldiers was like a piercing cold wind, exuding the hardness and coldness of fighting spirit.

The monks watching from a distance were all silent, very worried. Song Tianming was really in danger this time. He would either be killed by the Red Scale Dragon King in Feilong Valley, or be killed by the monks of the Fourth Spiritual Peak and the Fifth Spiritual Peak.

In the Dragon Hidden Formation in Feilong Valley, Song Tianming, Song Tianling, Guan Yulin, and Cao Yansong sat together.

The candlelight in the secret room flickered, casting dancing shadows, reflecting the solemn expressions on everyone's faces.

Song Tianming frowned slightly, his eyes were firm and deep, as if staring at the distant starry sky, pondering every possible future.

Song Tianling sat in the middle, her clear eyes sparkling with intelligence, and her suggestions were often the key to their decision-making.

Guan Yulin was taciturn, but whenever she spoke, she always hit the nail on the head, and her young and determined face was filled with confidence in the future.

Cao Yansong sat aside, thinking carefully, and providing calm support for their plan.

"We have been trapped here by the people of the Fourth Spiritual Peak for a long time, and their reinforcements are still increasing. Our food and water sources are also beginning to run out." Song Tianming's voice was steady and powerful, "We must find a way out, otherwise we will be trapped here by them."

Song Tianming frowned. The Fourth Spiritual Peak and the Fifth Spiritual Peak were waiting outside, and there were many people. If he rushed out alone, even if he was a monster, he would be outnumbered, and Song Tianling, Cao Yansong, and Guan Yulin would also be killed.

Song Tianling pursed his lips, thought for a moment and then said: "There is a forbidden area in Feilong Valley, where the mysterious dragon blood fruit is said to be stored. This fruit can not only improve cultivation, but is also said to have a special attraction to the red-scale flying dragon."

"You mean, we can lead the red-scale flying dragon group to attack the enemies outside?" Cao Yansong frowned slightly, obviously skeptical about the feasibility of this plan.

Guan Yulin said in a deep voice: "If it succeeds, the army outside will fall into chaos, and we may have a chance to break through."

As soon as these words came out, Song Tianming and others looked condensed, and they agreed in their hearts. Now they are in danger and in a dilemma. They are in an extremely dangerous situation. It is still very good to have a relatively effective method.

Song Tianming was silent for a moment, and finally nodded and said: "Okay, let's act according to this plan. I will go to find the dragon blood tree and lure the red-scaled dragons, and you will wait for an opportunity to escape from the Flying Dragon Valley!"

Song Tianling smiled slightly, her eyes flashing with determination and confidence. She knew that this decision meant a gamble for them, but she believed that they would be the winners.

In the secret room, the candlelight illuminated every determined face. Their minds were as sharp as swords, ready to create a legend against the sky in this dangerous Flying Dragon Valley.

However, Cao Yansong was still very worried, and said leisurely: "Brother Song, although you are extremely evil and have a powerful fighting force, the Red Scale Dragon Group is not to be underestimated, not to mention that there is a Red Scale Dragon King among them. Are you really sure?"

Song Tianming frowned, and although he hesitated, he still said firmly: "I must go this time. You don't have to worry about me. As long as you are safe, no one can hurt me, let alone keep me!"

Song Tianming's methods are terrifying. As long as there is no worry, he can go unimpeded and do whatever he wants. His personal survival rate is very high.

Guan Yulin and Cao Yansong looked at each other. They also understood that although Song Tianming is still a mortal cultivator at this moment, he has gone very far as a whole, so far that they can hardly reach him!

At this time, Song Tianling said again: "Brother, I have a way to shrink the Dragon Hidden Array on a cloak. If you put on this cloak, you can effectively avoid the search of the Red Scale Dragon Group!"

Song Tianming's eyes lit up, and he laughed: "You are worthy of being my sister. You have so many methods and a smart head!"

Guan Yulin was also very emotional. Song Tianling had absorbed too much knowledge in the Dengtian Sect in this month. His overall knowledge reserve has reached a level of transformation, which is beyond the reach of others.

In addition, Song Tianling's extremely sensitive soul can make her perceive various details that ordinary people can hardly notice.

For example, if Song Tianling had not noticed this Dragon Hidden Array at the time and then repaired it with a swift method, the three people would definitely die.

Song Tianling relied on her unique talent and unfathomable cultivation to skillfully control the delicate spiritual power.

She was like a superb artist, carving the runes of the Dragon Hidden Array with whimsical ideas, shrinking them to a size that could be accommodated on a cloak.

Every rune engraved is the crystallization of her wisdom, and every spell woven is her agile technique.

Song Tianming quietly observed her movements, his eyes full of admiration and respect.

He knew that this was not just a simple display of skills, but an unfathomable realm, a deep understanding of the mysteries of the magic circle and an innovation of inspiration.

Under the guidance of Song Tianling, Song Tianming carefully put on the cloak and felt the subtle energy contained in the magic circle.

The red-scaled dragons in the Flying Dragon Valley are like guardian gods. They are extremely alert and can sense any strange breath.

But under the protection of the Dragon Hidden Cloak made by Song Tian's dexterous hands, Song Tianming's aura was perfectly integrated with the surrounding environment, and even the most sensitive red-scaled dragon could not detect his presence.

Song Tianming passed through the dense primeval forest, with towering trees and lush green, revealing a blue sky.

The sun shone through the gaps between the leaves, forming mottled light and shadow, as if it were a painting of nature.

Along the winding path, Song Tianming found that the roadside was full of strange flowers and plants.

Some flowers burned like flames, emitting dazzling red light, attracting bees and butterflies to dance; some leaves were silver-white, like silk inlaid with countless gems, and the breeze blew, making pleasant music.

He continued to move forward, and from time to time he met some smart creatures.

A group of flying dragons covered with red scales were playing in the sky. They had beautiful feathers on their tails, and their wings fluttered, like meteors in the sky.

Soon, Song Tianming came to the depths of the Flying Dragon Valley.

The scene here made him even more stunned.

The mountains were towering, the canyons were deep, and the mist was lingering, as if it was a fairyland isolated from the world.

He saw a waterfall pouring down from a high cliff, and the mist was filled with water, forming a dreamy rainbow bridge.

The rocks were covered with bright crystals, flashing with faint light, reflecting the tranquility in the valley.

And in the depths of the valley, a tall tree stood in it.

This tree, called the Dragon Blood Spirit Tree, has a trunk as transparent as amber, and a deep red liquid is surging inside, exuding a strong breath of life.

The leaves are emerald green, and the leaves are covered with delicate patterns. Each leaf seems to be engraved with profound runes.