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

Chapter 360 The Terrifying World Tree Arranges Again

The saint is so powerful that with every move he makes, he has the power to shatter the stars and overthrow the sun and moon.

If we continue to fight in Tongguan, even most of the ancient world will be destroyed!

When the time comes, the catastrophe will happen again, even more terrifying than that at the end of the Lich Tribulation.

Therefore, the leader of Tongtian Cult chose the center of the prehistoric times, the original address of Mount Buzhou.

This is the spine of the Great God Pangu, and it is also the place where the Witch Clan lived, containing Pangu's will.

In Pangu's time, what a being there was, so amazing and brilliant that even a ray of will remained immortal for hundreds of millions of years.

"It seems that this war is inevitable after all."

Tong closed the door and in mid-air, Taiqing felt a little headache.

I originally thought that with the combined strength of the four of them, it would not be difficult to suppress one Tongtian.

This catastrophe, although dangerous, has passed.

But he never expected that under the cover of heaven, a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian would appear from Jiejiao!

That was Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, a state that even he had not successfully reached back then.

Yuan Shi said coldly, "Brother, don't hesitate. The relationship between Ren, Chan, and Jie Jiao has long been like fire and water. Now take action to destroy Jie Jiao!"

Yuan Shi set off a supreme killing spree in his heart, wishing to destroy Jie Jiao immediately!

Zhunti and Jie Yin also hurriedly added fuel to the fire, "Yes, Senior Brother Taiqing, if we don't take action now, we will completely suppress Jie Jiao. When Jie Jiao recovers his strength in the future, what should we do to settle the score in the future?"

Zhunti, he was very nervous to be accepted. His Western religion was already poor. This was his last opportunity for prosperity and he must not miss it.

We must seize every available opportunity, strike hard, and destroy Jiejiao.

No, even if the Jiejiao cannot be destroyed, the foundation of the Jiejiao that has existed for hundreds of millions of years will be wiped out in one day, and it will not be able to rise for hundreds of millions of years.

"Junior brothers, stop talking and let's go."

As Tai Qing waved his hand, the void quietly turned into dust.

His body flashed suddenly and disappeared immediately.

Yuanshi, Zhunti, and Jieyin followed closely and disappeared as well.

Tai Su Tian, ​​Wa Palace, Nu Wa murmured, "Hunyuan Da Luo. He really did it!"

Throughout the ages, Zhao Gongming has actually accomplished what many talented and talented geniuses couldn't do!

The center of the ancient times, the original location of Mount Buzhou.

But at this time, the towering and boundless Bu Zhou had already been lost in the long river of history, and was replaced by the World Tree.

It is worthy of being a world tree that feeds on luck and has the spiritual roots of chaos.

It has grown since the end of the Lich Tribulation until now, and its branches are thick and straight, soaring into the sky!

The strong branches stretch out in all directions, seeming to connect all the heavens and all realms.

The green leaves are like gems and emeralds, pleasantly green and exuding rich essence!

Just a leaf of the World Tree is not inferior to ordinary treasures of heaven and earth.

At this time, two figures flashed across the World Tree, Tongtian Cult Leader, Zhao Gongming walked out of it.

"What a rich innate essence!"

The leader of Tongtian Cult sighed in admiration. Just the innate essence that the World Tree exhales every day is enough to make a dead land full and rich again.

At this moment, a massive amount of spiritual energy roared in, turning into a storm. At the same time, a faint sense of prying eyes surged into the hearts of the two of them.

"This is the will of World Tree!"

The master and the disciple suddenly had the same idea in their minds.

The rules of the ancient world are extremely terrifying. Under the suppression of such terrifying rules, it is almost impossible for any spiritual root to produce spiritual wisdom!

Stronger than the ginseng fruit tree, the Western bodhi tree, the twelve-grade pure white lotus, or the hibiscus sacred tree in the Tianting Tang Valley, they cannot give birth to spiritual wisdom.

But World Tree can break through this boundary and give birth to wisdom, which fully shows the terror of World Tree!

It is because of the existence of this will that the World Tree is protected from being harvested.

Otherwise, a single leaf is equivalent to the highest-grade treasures of heaven and earth, and the prehistoric monks may not be able to wipe out the world tree. Leader of Tongtian Cult, Zhao Gongming’s thoughts flashed through his mind.

Afterwards, the space collapsed, and Yuanshi, Taiqing, Zhunti, and all the saints flew out and came to Tongtian Master and Disciple.

In an instant, the mighty holy power spread in all directions.

Once again, it caused huge waves in the wilderness.

Countless powerful people whispered, with shock on their faces, and moved their positions again, which was enough to show the confidence of the saints in the decisive battle.

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple, the bright moon and the clear breeze opened my mouth wide, feeling a little at a loss.

"Teacher, why did the senior saints go to the World Tree!"

Zhen Yuanzi stroked his long beard, "If we fight in Tongguan, it will be a catastrophe in an instant. If we fight in the center of the ancient world, on the edge of the World Tree, the impact will be much smaller."

Qingfeng and Mingyue asked again, "Teacher, can the World Tree withstand the power of the Holy War?"

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head, "I don't know if I can bear it, but there is a high probability that I can't bear it!"

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head, Five Saints and one Hunyuan, this is enough power to recreate the ancient world and refining the earth, fire, water and wind.

Relying on the World Tree alone is difficult, difficult, very difficult!

In front of the World Tree, the Five Saints faced each other, full of hostility.

Although they were brothers back then, the feelings of brothers have faded away over hundreds of millions of years.

In other words, from the beginning, there was no brotherly kindness.

"Tongtian, it seems that you still don't give up. Do you think that with one more helper, you can turn the tide of the battle?"

"I tell you, this is nothing more than stubborn resistance and a struggle before death!"

Yuanshi's voice was so cold that it seemed like it could freeze people to death and kill people, but that's all!

Zhao Gongming chuckled and said, "Uncle Yuanshi,"

"The Immortal Killing Sword Formation!"

Faced with Yuan Shi's nonsense, Master Tongtian did not hesitate to use his biggest trump card and once again deployed the Immortal Killing Sword Formation.

In an instant, the four Immortal Killing Swords in Tongtian's hand, the Sinking Immortal Sword, the Immortal Killing Sword, the Absolute Immortal Sword, and the Immortal Killing Sword fiercely emitted infinite red light, standing in the east, west, north, and south.

The infinite Zhuxian Sword Qi connected, blended, and combined with each other, turning into a barrier of thousands of sword Qi. Almost in an instant, the Zhuxian Sword Formation was formed!

Taiqing, Yuanshi, Zhunti, Jie Yin's face became solemn!

They are not afraid of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, but in addition to the Zhuxian Sword Formation, there is also a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal who is eyeing them, which is very uncomfortable.

"kill!"

The one who spoke out was not Master Tongtian, but Zhao Gongming.

He flipped his palm, and the Hongmeng Heavenly Ruler fell on his hand.

The killing energy like a turbulent wave gathered fiercely, turned into a giant ruler, and swept towards Taoist Zhunti.

Taiqing, Yuanshi, and Jieying are all beings who have been practicing for hundreds of millions of years, and their strength is unfathomable.

Zhao Gongming had just made a breakthrough. If he faced them, there was a high probability that he would not get a good deal.

So I can only choose the soft persimmon who is the best among the four.

Zhunti, the weakest saint, Zhao Gongming is sure to beat him!

"Junior is rampant. The last sneak attack gave you the upper hand, but this time, it won't happen again!"

Zhunti's face suddenly became a little confused, very ugly, and he was provoked by juniors one after another.

For the best-skinned Western saint, this feeling is too uncomfortable!

(End of this chapter)