Chapter 791 Ten Days in the Sky

Author: My heart is burning

Chapter 791 Ten Days in the Sky

In fact, the ancestor of Styx had no intention of creating the Asura clan so early. He planned to create another Asura clan on the eve of Houtu's reincarnation.

However, what he didn't expect was that with the convergence of the human race's ancestral land and the Wanshou Mountain branch, a large force of luck would directly bless him.

Let him directly understand the Asura clan's transformation method, which is already imperative and has to be done.

Now that the Asura clan has emerged, we can only restrain the Asura clan and prevent them from committing murderous crimes.

If you kill too much, it will affect the luck and merit of the ancestor of Styx.

Even if the Asura clan is known as the "world-destroying clan", it won't work.

However, if the Asura clan is not allowed to kill, it will be detrimental to the growth of the Asura clan's power.

After all, the nature of the Asura tribe is to kill and destroy! Fortunately, there was no shortage of killing in the ancient world.

And it won't be long before the ancient world will usher in huge killings. At that time, it will be time for the Asura clan to appear and shock all the spirits in the ancient world.

"It's still a little bit worse!"

Ancestor Minghe sensed the merits he had collected and thought in his mind, "What if I get the merits of Houtu's reincarnation!"

"When the time comes, using merit as fuel, we will be able to get rid of our obsessions and achieve the ultimate goal of killing all three corpses!"

With the strength of the Holy Saint and several incomplete innate treasures, even if he is a saint, Patriarch Styx can still compete with him.

Now, we still need to keep a low profile!

Thinking of the way those with great supernatural powers looked at him before, Patriarch Styx shook his head. It would be good to keep a low profile.

Counting the time, the Lich War is about to begin, and the clearing is coming soon.

Thinking of the birth of the Asura clan and the future disaster for the human race, Ancestor Styx felt helpless.

It seems that when the time comes, we will still have to fight against the demon clan!

Not to mention that the ancestor of Styx was in seclusion in the sea of ​​blood and restrained the three thousand Asura tribe, but only after leading Saint Zhunti back to the west.

Zhunti felt the barrenness of the West and the pressure of heaven on him. He understood that he could no longer wait and had to act as soon as possible.

What's more, the truce period between the two Lich clans is about to end, and we need to add some fire to them!

Only when the two Lich clans withdraw from the prehistoric stage can he have the opportunity to preach.

Thinking of this, after covering up the secret, Zhunti's voice disappeared from the Western Sect and came to the East quietly.

In the boundless sea, there is an isolated island, and on the island there is a light of fire rising into the sky.

Only when you get closer can you feel the magic of the prehistoric times. This firelight actually emanates from the big tree.

The big tree that blocks out the sky and the sun and is burning with flames actually looks green and full of vitality!

The fire did not damage the tree at all!

It seems that this big tree is fed by flames.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared here, looking at the big tree in front of him, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

This is the habitat of the Great Sun Golden Crow, the Fusang Sacred Tree, one of the ten great spiritual roots of the ancient world!

"Alas~"

The figure that suddenly appeared sighed softly, "The East is still rich!"

He is the Zhunti Taoist who came to the East!

How could he not sigh when he saw the Fusang Sacred Tree, one of the ten great spiritual roots of the ancient world, appearing in front of him?

If this sacred Fusang tree had been born in the West, it would have been regarded as a religious treasure by the two brothers!

Even, it is not impossible to help the Fuso Sacred Tree to take form.

You must know that in the primitive world, it is extremely difficult for flowers, plants and trees to take form, especially those with deep spiritual roots.

The ginseng fruit tree can take form, which is a blessing from heaven. Not to mention, the Bodhi tree in the West can take form and become the supreme saint.

However, Saint Zhunti is very clear that even if this sacred fusang tree grows quietly here, it is not something they in the West can covet.

If you dare to compromise the attention of the Fuso Sacred Tree, you may have to face the attack of the Four Great Saints of the East.

As Saint Zhunti slowly approached, the Fuso Sacred Tree also noticed something was wrong. An old face with a white beard appeared in front of Saint Zhunti.

"Worship the saint!"

Yes, even though the Fuso Sacred Tree has not transformed, it does not mean that it has not developed spiritual intelligence.

It has survived for hundreds of millions of years in the wilderness, and it is the foothold of the Great Sun and Golden Crow. How could it not be born with spiritual wisdom?

What's more, I'm afraid Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi are also looking forward to the Fusang Sacred Tree appearing in form!

At that time, there will be another peerless magical power user among the demon clan, a magical power user who is not weaker than Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

For the demon clan, this is a great blessing!

"I wonder why the saint came?"

The old man transformed by the consciousness of the Fuso Sacred Tree looked at the Saint Zhunti in front of him. He didn't know why, but he felt that something was wrong.

"Ha ha!"

Sage Zhunti laughed loudly, but he still planned to give it a try, "My Taoist friend is destined to the West, how about returning to the West with me?"

Yes, if he forcibly takes the Fuso Sacred Tree with him, he might be blocked by the Four Saints of the East, but if the Fuso Sacred Tree follows him by himself, that won't happen!

Who can stop something that is voluntary?

"The saint is welcome!"

The Fusang Sacred Tree shook a little, "His Majesty the Demon Emperor is very kind to me!"

"How can I abandon it?"

"Then let fellow Taoist sleep for a while first!"

Before Saint Zhunti finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the divine consciousness of the Fuso Sacred Tree dispersed, and the restrictions around the Sacred Tree also disappeared.

From this we can see how powerful the saint is.

This does not mean that the power of the Fuso Sacred Tree is weak. Let's see who the two corpses compare with.

If the Fuso Sacred Tree could materialize at this time, Saint Zhunti would definitely not let the Fuso Sacred Tree sleep so easily.

"Fellow Taoist, just stay here and indulge in it for a while!"

Seeing that the restriction had been broken, Saint Zhunti sighed slightly and said, "I am just following the general trend of heaven!"

"What's more, I have saved you once!"

"The Lich War is inevitable. As long as you are not in deep sleep, you will definitely face the Lich War. When the time comes, life or death will not be up to you!"

After saying that, Saint Zhunti transformed into a Taoist priest and walked in directly.

Walking into this isolated island, a feeling of heat hit my face.

An ordinary creature would have turned into a pile of dust immediately under such heat, but Saint Zhunti just felt the breeze blowing on his face.

"Who are you?"

At this moment, a young voice rang out from the crown of the Fusang Sacred Tree.

"Where's Uncle Fuso?"

Looking up, there were actually nine large fireballs standing on top of the tree crown, emitting terrifying heat.

The extremely powerful heat actually caused the air to burn, and many waves appeared in the space.

These nine fireball-like creatures are nine of the ten children of Demon Emperor Jun. The other one is in the ancient sky, radiating heat!

"Fellow Taoist Fuso?"

The man said calmly, "Let him take a rest!"

Looking at the nine golden crows in front of him, the Taoist did some calculations and discovered that one of the golden crows was actually related to Western religion.

"oh!"

A young voice answered softly.

Since the time of their birth, the Ten Golden Crows have basically never grown out of a hibiscus tree except for turning into the sun. They have no idea what malice is!

After all, which son of the Demon Emperor would dare to scheme?

And what about Taoists?

At this time, with a sharp tongue and a lotus-like tongue, he began to praise Demon Emperor Jun, Dong Huang Taiyi, and the tyranny of the demon clan.

With his witty words, the Nine Golden Crows were mesmerized!

They really don't know that the demon clan is so powerful, and that their father and uncle are so tyrannical!
To be continued...