Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

Chapter 204 Supreme Merit, World Tree
"Where does killing and robbery come from?"

The black turtle frowned, and a glint flashed in his eyes the size of mung beans.

Zhao Gongming pointed to the Tianzhu of Buzhou Mountain in the center of the ancient world and said.

"The collapse of the Tianzhu of Buzhou Mountain is the immeasurable killing of Taoist fellow Xuangui?"

Xuangui glanced lightly at the top of Buzhou Mountain, with a faint hint of pride on his face, "What can the mere heaven, water, and fire do to me?"

It's not that Xuan Turtle is bragging, let alone these Heavenly Fire, Tian Shui, even if Donghuang Taiyi's Chaos Bell is fully activated, it may not be able to damage his Xuan Shui Turtle shell.

Zhao Gongming still didn't understand when he saw Xuan Gui, so he simply said it directly.

"Buzhou Mountain was transformed from the spine of the Great God Pangu back then. It supported the heaven and earth and separated the clean air and the turbid air. Now that the Buzhou Mountain has collapsed, there is no support between the heaven and the earth. The turbid air and the clear air will generate mutual attraction. If Without anyone to stop him, the world may return to chaos."

"It doesn't matter if I return to chaos, I have nothing to fear, old turtle."

In Xuangui's eyes, there is no difference between chaos and prehistoric times.

Chaotic airflow?

Chaos storm?

Let’s break his Xuan Shui turtle shell first!

"The return of the prehistoric era to chaos is not a threat to Taoist fellow Xuangui, but what about the saints?"

Zhao Gongming's words rang in Xuangui's ears like a yellow bell. He calmed down and said, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Gongming explained, "The reason why all saints are saints is that their souls rest on the way of heaven, and they can borrow the power of the way of heaven at all times.

But once the prehistoric era is gone and chaos returns, the saints will naturally lose their status as saints. Do you think the saints will just sit back and watch? "

"so what should I do now?"

Xuangui looked at his huge body and felt uneasy in his heart.

"You are the only one who can replace the ancient Tianzhu and support the heaven and the earth again. When the time comes, do you think the saint will behead you and take your limbs to support the heaven and the earth?"

Zhao Gongming gave Xuangui a horrifying look.

The Black Turtle shuddered involuntarily and caused a huge wave billions of feet high.

His Xuanshui turtle shell is extremely strong, but it is no match for the saint.

He is not afraid of the saint, but if the saint takes action, he can beat him in a minute.

Suddenly, Xuangui thought of something and said calmly, "I have accumulated countless merits over hundreds of millions of years, and even the saints dare not kill me."

"Under normal circumstances, a saint would indeed not dare to kill you, but when it comes to supporting the sky, it's hard to say. Even if you kill your fellow Taoist, do you think the saint will still fall from his holy position with the protection of heaven?"

The black turtle suddenly fell into silence, and thoughts flashed in his eyes the size of mung beans.

After thinking for a long time, Xuangui felt pain in his head and asked.

"Then what did fellow Taoist mean when he said just now that he came to save my life and prevent me from being killed?"

Zhao Gongming smiled lightly and took out the Chaos Spiritual Root and World Tree Seed he obtained that year.

After countless thousands of years, the Chaos Spiritual Root has changed from the size of a millstone when it was first obtained to a large wooden pier with a radius of more than ten meters.

It was still pitch black, and when struck, there were bursts of metal collision sounds, like a piece of pig iron.

"What a strong spiritual aura, this is the spiritual root of chaos!!"

The black turtle opened his eyes wide and stared at the World Tree Seed in disbelief.

"Where did you get this? Do you know that this is a treasure?"

Zhao Gongming smiled and said, "Of course I know this is a treasure, this is the spiritual root of chaos, the seed of the World Tree."

"World Tree, as the name suggests, has the function of supporting the world. Of course, this World Tree seed is not mature yet and cannot support the world."

Xuan Gui's face suddenly showed disappointment, and Zhao Gongming said again, "Fellow Xuan Gui, don't worry, this treasure feeds on merit, and merit is the biggest catalyst. As long as Taoist Xuan Gui injects merit into the World Tree, , using the World Tree to support the world, we can naturally avoid this massacre." Black Turtle asked in a deep voice, "How can I trust you."

Zhao Gongming waved his hand, "The Heavenly Pillar has collapsed. If fellow Taoist disciples don't believe it, there is nothing I can do."

Xuangui exhaled a breath of turbidity, "Okay, you are a disciple of Tongtian. I believe you. It's just that merit cannot be converted into a transaction."

So Zhao Gongming took out the treasured money and said with a smile, "This treasure has the ability to trade merit."

"it is good."

Behind the black turtle, at some point, a large auspicious cloud of merit rose, golden, shining, and mysterious.

The entire dark Beiming was illuminated brightly.

The thick golden pillar of merit slowly poured into the treasured money. Then, using the treasured money as a medium, the merits were transformed and poured into the World Tree.

The merits for the world tree are no less than the sweet rain for the dry seedlings.

The World Tree continues to expand, and at some point, a fresh green bud has sprouted from the top.

The green is sparkling, and what is being swallowed is not the innate spiritual energy, but the energy of chaos.

In Buzhou Mountain, the water of the Tianhe River is accumulating more and more, and the infinite power of the world is pressing on the Six Saints, and the pressure on the Six Saints is also increasing.

Finally, Zhunti, the weakest saint, could no longer withstand it. A strong force came and the Seven Wonderful Treasure Tree in his hand flew out of his hand and flew into the air.

Zhunti's face suddenly turned pale, and he was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood, but he suppressed it forcefully. Zhunti still wanted to save face.

"Senior Brother Taiqing, the pressure on the water of the Tianhe River is getting bigger and bigger. If it continues like this, once it breaks out, it will be an even bigger disaster for the world."

Taiqing controlled the Tai Chi diagram, and the black and white rays of light were as stable as ever, "I have informed the teacher that we must hold on and not allow the water of the Tianhe River to wreak havoc in the wilderness."

A quarter of an hour later, flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses surged from the ground, and a mysterious sound resounded throughout the world.

"Lying high on the nine clouds, the futon is Daozhen!"

"Beyond the heavens and the earth, I will be the head teacher!"

"Pangu gave birth to Tai Chi, and followed the two rituals and four images!"

"One teaching teaches three friends, and two teachings explain the divisions!"

"The leader of the Xuanmen City transforms into Hongjun with one energy!"

A voice like a yellow bell resounded through the ears, and there was an old man with white hair and childish face in Jiutian, it was Daozu Hongjun.

The old man glanced at the sky cave, swept the dust in his hand slightly, and a white light instantly fell on it.

Liu Sheng suddenly felt that the pressure was greatly relieved, and quickly turned around and saluted Hongjun, "Meet the teacher."

"I already know everything that happened before and after this incident. The Witch Clan and Monster Clan have been fighting for hundreds of millions of years for the position of the protagonist of Heaven and Earth. They are burdened with endless karma. It is not unjust to end up like this. The top priority is to repair the Celestial Cave to prevent the water of the Tianhe River from flowing in. world."

"Dare to ask the teacher what we should do."

Hongjun pondered for a moment and said, "The five-color stone can mend the sky, but it must be refined with the Qiankun Cauldron."

Nuwa immediately came out and said, "This matter can be left to the disciples."

Hongjun continued to calculate, "Although the sky has been repaired, the sky pillar connecting the sky and the earth is indispensable. The Beiming Black Tortoise has four limbs that can support the sky. Go and kill him."

"Mysterious turtle?"

All the saints were stunned and couldn't help but look at each other, and finally Tongtian stood up.

"Teacher, Xuan Gui's cultivation has been hard-earned for hundreds of millions of years. Teacher, please show mercy and spare him a life."

Hongjun sighed, "It's not that I don't give him a way to survive, but it's such a vast wilderness that no one except Black Turtle can shoulder the responsibility of holding up the sky."

(End of this chapter)