Li Mu saw that the blind Pure Yang Immortal Daoist appeared in a flower not far from him, and saw the Yunguang Holy Maiden, the descendant of the Cloud Division, and also appeared in a flower, and some other faces were also a little familiar, they should have seen it in the Immortal Demon Conference, but they couldn't remember what the name was.

Are these people also going to the Chaos Battlefield?

Li Mu felt strange in his heart.

The strength of these people in this world may be considered okay, but not to mention that compared with Bi Yan, even compared with Li Mu, they are far behind, and sending them into the chaos battlefield is basically to deliver food, right?

At this time, there were several streams of light, rushing from all over the Fulongwan Reservoir, and flew towards the World Tree without fear of death, obviously trying to compete for the stamens of these twenty-one flowers, just like a group of red-eyed gamblers who were about to be late for work and grab the bus.

"Humph!"

The old god snorted coldly again.

The streamer all fell from mid-air like a paper kite with a broken thread.

"The old man practices meditation and doesn't want to kill people, but if someone doesn't know what to do, then don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

The voice of the old god reverberated between heaven and earth.

The voice didn't contain much murderous energy, but it didn't shine again, and it rushed towards the white stamens.

"Knot!"

Another handprint formed in the old god's hand and smashed into the body of the World Tree.

Between the strange flow of power, twenty-one white flowers, each petal rolled upside down, wrapping the person sitting on the stamen in the middle.

Li Mu sat between the stamens, the petals condensed, as if forming a white tent, the surrounding space closed, the white flowers turned into flower bones again, and the strange fragrance flowed, through the mouth and nose breath and the pores of the body's hair and skin, constantly infiltrated into Li Mu's body.

Li Mu only felt that his whole body was comfortable, and an unprecedented sense of comfort enveloped him.

"This feeling is like returning to the mother's womb, the gate to heaven is these flowers, so how will they enter the world of the Chaos Battlefield?"

As Li Mu was thinking, he gradually felt that his eyes were blurred, as if he had been injected with anesthetic, and even his consciousness began to float.

Most of the cultivators around the Fulongwan Reservoir had never seen such a spectacle.

This giant tree has been growing in Baoji City for a long time, and everyone has gradually become strange, but they didn't expect that they, who were already accustomed to this big tree, saw such an incredible scene again today, especially the cloud qi giant hand of the old god stick, which was absolutely shocking for the cultivators who couldn't understand the strength level of this battle at all.

They saw twenty figures and a dog, sitting in the stamens, and then the white petals closed, and the figure and the dog, both wrapped in the flower bones, and saw the petals wrapped in the outer layer, falling off layer by layer, and in the end, all the petals fell off, but they could not see the person who had been sitting inside.

In the center of the flower bones, small green fruits are produced.

"People...... What about people?"

"Gone, has it become fruit?"

"This ...... Is this a trick, or is it a ......"

The ordinary cultivators who saw this scene were all stunned.

The old god looked at the twenty-one fruits that came out of the tree, and stood still.

The fruit grows rapidly at a speed that is incomprehensible to ordinary physics, and soon grows larger, changing color from green to a faint orange, and looks a little like a gourd.

A faint golden light, flowing down the trunk of the tree, was almost invisible, and finally submerged into Li Musuo

in that fruit.

Time passes.

Twenty-one fruits turned out to be twenty-one yellow-orange-orange gourds.

The old god's face showed a hint of relief.

At this time, a sudden change occurred.

A terrifying murderous aura appeared without warning, flashed in the void, and shot directly at the orange gourd that Li Mu had transformed.

"Huh, aren't you still giving up?"

With a claw of five fingers in the air, the old god stick grabbed the murderous aura in his hand, directly crushed it, and pushed it with his backhand, and the crushed murderous aura turned into a white light and shot into the void.

"Void, don't test my patience, if you make another move, don't blame me for tearing up the agreement of the year and beheading your real body. ”

The old god looked into the depths of the void.

And in the void far, far away, the white light that shot over, in front of the two eyes that suddenly opened, paused slightly, and immediately turned into invisible.

The eyes that opened and closed again.

"It seems that he has really recovered, the old monster who once killed the emperor's blood...... It's back. ”

A sigh.

The ripples of the void that were intended to be swept away gradually dissipated again.

"Let the little guy who entered the [Huangliang Emperor's Coffin] and came out alive enter the Chaos Battlefield......, is it a blessing or a curse? We can only wait and see what happens for the time being. ”

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Dongxing Village.

"At last the tree of immortality bears new fruit. ”

A loud voice alarmed the entire village.

Many villagers put down their farm work and ran towards a giant tree more than 20 meters high at the head of the village.

Soon, the whole village arrived.

The immortal tree is a sacred object in the village, sheltering the peace of the entire village, so that the monsters and beasts in the wilderness cannot invade at night, in the chaotic world, only the village with the immortal tree can last for a long time and reproduce, this is the iron law of the chaotic world.

The size and prosperity of the long-lived tree also determine the size of the village and the number of people.

For example, in those big city settlements, there are one or more immortal trees growing.

Dongxing Village is a small village with less than 100 people, so the long-lived trees in the village are only more than 20 meters high, and the branches and leaves are not prosperous.

Once the Immortal Tree dies, the entire village is finished.

However, the immortal tree has a characteristic that once it bears fruit, it will rejuvenate its second spring and give it a second life, even if it is close to dying, it will grow again.

So when I heard someone say that the immortal tree in the village bore fruit, all of a sudden, the people of the entire Dongxing Village were boiling and gathered happily under the immortal tree.

"Mom, Grandpa Tree is really bearing fruit. ”

A round-faced girl with black hair and bangs in tattered patched pants pointed milkily at the canopy.

The villagers believe that the immortal tree has a soul, so they all call him Grandpa Tree.

All the eyes of the village names are focused on the canopy.

A round green fruit, about the size of a millstone, hangs from the very top.

"What a big fruit. The village chief was surprised: "

When did you find out?"

The villagers chattered and talked about it, and finally everyone realized that the big fruit seemed to have appeared out of thin air, because when someone passed by the immortal tree just ten minutes ago, it had not yet grown fruit.

"No matter what, it is a great thing for Grandpa Tree to bear fruit, our village is saved, next, we must take good care of Grandpa Tree, and wait for this fruit to ripen, then we can pick it and cut it open," the village chief excitedly arranged the task.

"I don't know if it's a man or a woman?"

"Don't worry, under normal circumstances, it will take a full month for Grandpa Tree to really ripen the fruit. ”

"Hehe, I remember that this time the adoption qualification fell on the second brother Feng's house. ”

The villagers chatted excitedly.

The entire Dongxing Village was enveloped in a celebratory atmosphere.

Some villagers stay under the immortal tree day and night to drive away insects and birds.

In the blink of an eye, an appointment passed.

But the green fruit only keeps getting bigger and bigger, and the color becomes pale yellow, which is completely different from the legend that once the fruit is ripe, it is as orange as gold.

The village chief called a meeting of the whole village to discuss, but to no avail.

It's been a month, and the fruit is not ripe, which is something that has never been heard of before.

"Wait. ”

The eldest elder in the village.

Who knows that this will be another month.

At the end of the second month, the fruit of the immortal tree has grown into a golden gourd that is four meters high.

"It's ripe, it's finally ripe. ”

The villagers were so excited that they set up ladders, picked the fruit from the top of the tree, and placed it in the small square under the tree.

"Hurry up and cut the fruit. ”

The village chief said in a loud voice.

Soon, four strong men, sweating profusely, approached with a white slashing knife covered with rock veins.

The eldest elder in the village, Feng Feng, who was already one hundred and two years old, was as thin as a piece of firewood, and his walking steps were swaying as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

The best profiler can use his own blood to perfectly match the knife and bring out the true power of the knife.

One hundred and two-year-old Feng Feng is the oldest and most experienced profiler in the entire Dongxing Village.

Under the eager gaze of all the villagers, the old Feng Feng picked up the knife that needed to be lifted by four strong men with one hand, and fluttered lightly as if carrying a mustard, and the original cloudy eyes shot out of the fine light, observing the veins on the surface of this big gourd, and then slammed out the knife and slashed at the gourd.

Bite!

A metallic sound rang out.

One of the belly sides of the big gourd is cut open and split in half.

A golden chick, the size of an adult's fist, rolled out of it and stared around blankly.

All the village names were stunned.

"This ...... Why aren't you human?"

"It's ...... The first time I heard that there were chickens in the Immortal Tree? What's going on? Could it be a demon clan...... No, the demon race shouldn't have been born on the territory of our human race. ”

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