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Chapter 22 Chaos Divine Root
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On the battlefield of raging terrorist forces, there was a frenzied explosion of spiritual power fluctuations that could destroy the world.

Han Qiao fought fiercely with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and the battle lasted for an unknown amount of time, and there were countless large and small wounds on his body.

At the same time, the prehistoric small world within Hanqiao's eyes was frantically absorbing the law power of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

And as the size of the prehistoric small world continued to expand, Han Qiao's physical strength became more and more frightening, and it actually slowly repaired the damage to his body surface.

With the passage of time, Han Qiao's physical strength has been able to withstand the attacks of the Twelve Ancestral Witches without any scars.

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Suddenly, a destructive force shot straight into the sky burst out in the battlefield, and a bright golden light forcibly shattered the battlefield with absolute advantage.

In an instant, the twelve ancestor witches retreated hundreds of thousands of miles, and the terrifying aura emanating from their bodies was somewhat disordered.

And Han Qiao only retreated a few miles, his pupils were full of burning fighting spirit.

"Damn it, this guy's physical strength has increased again!" Seeing this, Tian Wu Zuwu almost vomited blood from anger.

He was one of the first people to fight Han Qiao, and he knew very well that this guy could improve his physical strength through continuous fighting with others.

Seeing this, the rest of the ancestral witches turned pale, and their pupils were filled with monstrous anger.

There is no way, no matter how good-tempered a person is beaten into a pig's head, it will not feel good.

What made the Twelve Ancestral Witches even more frightening was that even if twelve of them, who had reached the realm of quasi-sages, could not defeat Han Qiao, the most important thing was that they could still gain the upper hand at first, but as time went by, they could not defeat Han Qiao. As time went by, Han Qiao's physical strength became stronger and stronger, and it was actually a combination of 12 of them with his own strength.

"Do you still want to fight again?" Han Qiao's dazzling eyes fell on the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but he no longer had any fighting spirit in his heart.

Because the prehistoric small world in his dantian has absorbed almost the power of the law. In other words, even if he continues to fight with the twelve ancestor witches, he will not be able to improve his strength.

Moreover, under the washing of the colorful brilliance, Han Qiao's body has already surpassed that of any ancestor witch. Even in the face of the full attack of the twelve ancestor witches, he can bear it with his physical strength.

Of course, this is also related to the current state of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

After all, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have just broken through to the quasi-sage realm, and now they are only at the initial stage of cultivation. If they reach the quasi-sage peak realm, the result will be another matter.

"Hmph!" Di Jiang and the others looked at each other, although their pupils were full of anger, but more of helplessness.

"Fellow Daoist Hanqiao is really strong, I'll be taught!"

As soon as the words fell, Di Jiang led the crowd away in despair.

Then Tu Zuwu just glared at Han Qiao fiercely before leaving, "Fellow Daoist Han Qiao, you are really going too far!"

In fact, I don't blame Houtu Zuwu for being angry. After all, Houtu Zuwu is a girl no matter what, but Han Qiao beats her like a pig's head. No one can stand it.

Seeing this, Han Qiao smiled nonchalantly. Looking at the back of the Twelve Ancestral Witches leaving, the smile on his face gradually froze, and the pain on his face made him grin his teeth and scream.

"Damn the Twelve Ancestral Witches, I've been beaten into a pig's head by you!"

That's right, while the Twelve Ancestral Witches beat Han Qiao into a pig's head, they also used their supernatural powers to beat Han Qiao on the head.

In other words, the appearance of Han Qiao today is almost the same as that of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they are both pig heads.

However, when Han Qiao stomped his feet in anger, a huge change suddenly occurred in the prehistoric world.

On the vast expanse of wild land, the temperature suddenly rose.Immediately afterwards, the sun star, which was hundreds of millions of miles high, burst into dazzling light, and the real fire of the sun flowing on it distorted the entire space.

In the next second, two deafening cries of the Golden Crow sounded from the prehistoric world.

In an instant, two overwhelming golden crow phantoms slowly appeared above the sun star, and the aura emanating from them was incomparable from ancient times, and the extremely bright real fire of the sun flowed between the golden crow's feathers!

"Hmm! Unexpectedly, Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun of the Monster Race have also stepped into the quasi-sage realm!" Seeing this, Han Qiao couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

However, the visions of the prehistoric world did not end there. When the shadow of the Golden Crow appeared on the sun star, Buzhou Mountain, Minghe, and Kunlun Mountain and other prehistoric sacred mountains all appeared.

In an instant, all of these prehistoric sacred mountains erupted with a terrifying aura that would destroy the heavens and destroy the earth, making countless prehistoric creatures tremble and tremble.

It is obvious that these great powers from the prehistoric mountains have stepped into the quasi-sage realm one after another.

Seeing this, Han Qiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and then the prehistoric small world in his dantian spewed out countless colorful brilliance, and then Han Qiao's whole aura underwent the biggest change again, and an incomparably powerful force soared into the sky.

"Quasi-sage...it's late stage!" Han Qiao couldn't help muttering to himself.

Afterwards, Han Qiao's power of consciousness came to the prehistoric small world again.

Today's Great Desolate Small World has expanded several times compared to before, and the colored light that emerged from the center of the Great Desolate Small World has already turned into the power of law and integrated into the world.

Not only that, but the Chaos God Tree's own height has reached a terrifying 60 feet due to the influence of the expansion of the embryo of the plane!The extremely rich power of chaos permeated the huge tree roots, rooted in every corner of the prehistoric small world.

In addition, the roots of the Chaos God Tree were implanted in the depths of the prehistoric world, continuously absorbing the spiritual power from the depths of the prehistoric world.With the expansion of the prehistoric small world, the spiritual fruits and trees that were originally planted by Han Qiao in the small world have undergone earth-shaking changes. The aura emitted by those spiritual trees and spiritual fruits actually contains some original power of chaos.

The most obvious ones are the bitter bamboo and five-needle pine on Hanqiao's body. At the core of the bitter bamboo and five-needle pine, the original power of chaos is slowly flowing, but it is extremely thin.

"Could it be... these spiritual roots will eventually become the spiritual roots of the Chaos God Tree level with the evolution of the small world?" Han Qiao couldn't help but guess.

It is said that when the chaos first opened, the innate spiritual roots such as bitter bamboo and five-needle pine were originally at the same level as the chaotic sacred tree, but the creation god Pangu extracted the original power of chaos from these spiritual roots in order to open up the world, and finally used countless The god of chaos forged the Pangu sky-opening axe, and was able to split the prehistoric world.

It is also because of this that the original power of chaos in the depths of chaos such as bitter bamboo and five-needle pine is lost, and will eventually degenerate into innate spiritual roots.

Thinking of this, Han Qiao's pupils were filled with uncontrollable excitement.

"If I gather all the innate spiritual roots and implant them in the small world of the wild, then only the small world needs to evolve to a plane of the same level as the world of the wild..."

(End of this chapter)