Chapter Forty-Nine: Destroying the Demon Root

"The Jianmu Demon Tree was originally a Jianmu, but it was a sacred tree in the ancient demon clan's heavenly court, connecting heaven and earth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoOrdinary Qi Refiners, as long as they are willing to make up their minds to climb, can reach the Heavenly Court, avoiding the tragedy of being limited by talent and not being able to become an immortal.

After the outbreak of the Lich War, the Lich trampled on the building wood and continued to attack the Heavenly Court. The two clans had too many killings on the tree, the blood watered the roots of the tree, and the resentment was buried in the tree, and after many years, hundreds of millions of resentments formed resentful spirits in the tree, and the sacred Jianmu began to become a magic tree.

When the spirit first appeared, no one noticed. When it became greedy and began to carefully kill the creatures of the two races, it was finally known to the Emperor of Heaven.

The Emperor of Heaven personally cut off the Jianmu Demon Tree, and took over the life and death feud with the resentful spirits, but unfortunately, the location of the root system of Jianmu at that time was occupied by the Wu Clan, so that the Demon Clan did not erase the Demon Root in time, which led to the later Demon Clan disaster.

Under the protection of the Witch Clan, the Jianmu Demon Tree gradually revived, and the resentful spirits gradually turned into shapes, and together with the Witch Clan, hunted the Demon Clan.

In this way, I don't know how many years have passed, the resentful spirit that has turned into a form has awakened its natal supernatural powers, and it can use the blood resentment qi that cannot be dissolved in the demon tree to refine the demon clan's creatures.

The spirits of thousands of demon clans were forcibly pieced together and watered with blood resentment, gradually forming a kind of fruit of great replenishment. The resentful spirit, which is called the ginseng fruit.

The Wu clan ate ginseng fruit and became more and more prosperous, winning one after another in the Lich War, and the demon clan was once in danger of extinction. Later, a giant demon discovered that the group of innate people pinched out by eating Nuwa could also gain power. From then on, we embarked on a crooked path.

It was a dark time, the witch clan was a demon eater, a demon cannibal, and the human race was almost extinct...... In the midst of this dark turmoil, it was not the saint who benefited the most, nor the human race that gradually flourished later, but the resentful spirit. Devouring hundreds of millions of demon clans and preaching, becoming an immortal ancestor.

He is Zhen Yuanzi. ā€

A period of ancient Xinmi, from the mouth of the three-legged golden crow, made the monkey look slightly frightened, and the gaze of Zhen Yuanzi was also full of strangeness.

"And who are you?" asked the monkey inside the Seven Treasures Tree.

The three-legged golden crow hesitated for a moment, and said lightly: "I am a member of the ancient emperor clan, and I am of the same clan as the Heavenly Emperor and the Eastern Emperor. At the end of the Lich War, I was severely injured by the Ancestral Witch, and then imprisoned in the Demon Root by Zhen Yuanzi, who wanted to refine me into a second incarnation. It's just that even if I am a remnant soul, it is not something he can kill, and for countless years, he has never succeeded. ā€

"No, if he hadn't succeeded, how could you have been driven by him before?" asked the monkey, confused.

"In the Demon Root, there is no energy, and in order to sustain more time, I have sealed myself, leaving only instinct to exist. He can't refine me, but he can refine this instinct and drive my body. Just now, he ordered me to blow myself up, triggering an instinctive resistance that woke me up. ā€

"Boom!"

In fact, between the two conversations, the monkey has become precarious, and on several occasions it has almost been taken away from even the seal of heaven. And in this case, a streamer of light pierced the sky and smashed on the defense of Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit tree.

"It's this trick again, but I'm glad I was prepared. Zhen Yuanzi chuckled, and before the antimatter bomb exploded, the pearl on the ginseng fruit tree emitted immeasurable divine light, enveloping it inside.

The dazzling light preceded the deafening roar, and an indescribable wave of qi surged, sweeping in all directions, smashing countless demon hunters and demon clans.

The bright divine bead, under the impact of this force, cracked countless gaps, and was blown by the wind and turned into stone powder and scattered. But the clear ginseng fruit tree was unscathed because of this.

"White Bone Spirit, are you stupid, or do you think I'm stupid and fall twice in a pit?" Zhen Yuanzi sneered, but blood was dripping from his heart.

The pearl, called the Twenty-Four Heavens, is an innate Buddha treasure. He worked hard to get such one, but he was blasted into stone powder.

"Right now, demon monkey, hurry up and let me out, today I will completely destroy this demon root and resentful spirit. "Inside the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, the three-legged golden crow roared.

The monkey learned everything he wanted to know, and no longer hesitated, and released the three-legged golden crow with a wave of his hand.

A round of golden light was rampant, the void collapsed, and the night was as bright as day for a million miles.

A trace of horror flashed in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes, and he hurriedly wanted to put away the treasure tree and escape, but unfortunately it was too late, and the big day had already reached the top of his head.

"Boom!"

The sound of the mountains and the sea cracking, the sound of the sky shattering, after the day, the eternal night came. The furious force did not leak out in the slightest except for the bombardment of the ginseng fruit tree, so it did not cause any damage to the place, and everything seemed calm.

The only thing that was not calm was that the black blood gushing from the center of Zhen Yuanzi's eyebrows had just fallen, and it turned into smoke darker than the night, fluttering in the wind.

The armies of both sides, as well as the White Bone Spirit, Sun Wukong and other sacred, raised their eyes to look at the void three feet above his head. But I saw that there was no longer the Qingling Treasure Tree here.

The night wind whined, like a ghost's roar.

The corpses are all over the field, and the souls of the dead are not scattered, like a ghost domain.

Zhen Yuanzi's eyebrows were flowing with black blood, his eyes were red, and countless black mist overflowed from the pores around him, turning into a ghost crying and terrifying.

These are the ghostly resentments of the creatures of the two races of ancient lichs.

"What are you stunned about, take this opportunity to kill him quickly!" A firefly with extremely indifferent golden light flew to the monkey's side and spoke.

The monkey was the first to come to his senses, and his hands clenched the Qibao Miao Tree, and from top to bottom, it swung down violently, dazzling with incomparably dazzling colors, like a blade of rainbow light straight towards Zhen Yuanzi, splitting it in half from the center of his eyebrows.

"It's really disappointing that thousands of resentful spirits fed with divine blood and yin spirits are so fragile. An ethereal voice came from the Nine Heavens, and the mid-air seemed to have opened a large opening, radiating the immeasurable light of another world.

An incomparably huge gorgeous divine palace flew out of the void crack, and the surging and powerful momentum suppressed the radius of thousands of miles, causing countless living beings to kneel down and worship in uncontrollable horror.

"It's a familiar breath. A thought flashed through Bai Gu's thoughts, but his subordinates were not idle, and millions of scarlet ox hair blood needles rushed straight into Zhen Yuanzi's body.

If he doesn't completely devour it and disappear into ashes, he can't feel at ease.

"Since I'm here, he can't die. "A deity dressed in a black dragon robe, wearing twelve crowns on his head, and holding a sacred scepter, stepped on the golden bridge, suspended in front of the divine palace, looking down on all living beings. (To be continued.) )