As the king's power and divine soul entered the body, his cultivation rose rapidly, refining qi, building a foundation, and golden pills...... When he arrived at the Holy Immortal Realm, which was beyond the reach of ordinary monks, he still had no intention of stopping.

In the stunned gaze of the Fan family brothers, his body exuded an aura far beyond that of the Holy Immortal, and the spirit key located in the divine soul melted little by little, giving him a strong power that did not belong to this world.

Wang Quanquan closed his eyes cross-legged, feeling the changes in his body little by little, he felt that he had become a tree, alone in the empty world, I don't know how many years he had existed.

"Alas~"

The endless loneliness made the giant tree let out a sigh, and then there was a vibration around it, and the branches rose wildly, and in an instant, the branches flourished, blossoming and bearing fruit, and the fruits were of different colors and sizes, the only thing they had in common was that they all contained a strong chaotic aura.

After a long time, the first fruit was ripe and fell, and an old man bent down to pick it up and quietly watched inside.

The whole fruit was gray and muddy, but the old man seemed to see some interesting scene, with a smile on his face, the turbidity was separated, the clear qi rose to the sky, the turbidity fell to the earth, the birds roamed in the sky, and the earth gave birth to beasts—a fruit that had once been turned into a world.

On a whim, the old man pinched a few clay figurines in his own appearance, and the clay figurines landed and walked, and soon gave birth to flesh and blood, and they could fly to the sky and the earth, easily let the rest of the creatures crawl under their feet, and then, like all civilizations, began a war with each other.

The old man was obviously at a loss for the first time to do such a thing, and could only watch them destroy the realm.

When the rest of the little people looked at him from the ruins, the old man was not angry, but broke off the branches and distributed them to them, and pointed to the fruit of the giant tree behind him.

Now, each of them has their own world, and they don't have to fight for it anymore.

The villains got together in pairs to find their favorite fruit, but one of them looked at the original broken fruit with a distressed face.

"Look ahead."

The old man spoke for the first time, his voice was kind, the villain nodded ignorantly, raised the branch in his hand, thought for a moment, and plunged into his backyard.

……

Wang Quanquan only felt the chrysanthemum tightened, and instantly opened his eyes, sweating profusely.

Fan Erji had been dutifully guarding the side, and seeing him like this, he asked with concern:

"Zhao Daoyou, what's wrong with you?"

"It seems that eighty percent of them have gone crazy." Fan Yanda laughed on the side.

Wang Quanquan looked at the two of them quietly and said:

"I have a spell to help you become one, both physically and willingly, would you like to?"

The two looked at each other when they heard this, and thought about it with their not-so-smart heads.

They were both handsome and smart before, but because they practiced evil skills, they split into two and became two monsters, if they could change back, it would naturally be a good thing, but ......

The brothers looked at each other again, and Fan Erji shook his head and said:

"No, although he is ugly and always makes me angry, he is my brother after all."

"Nerd, we both look the same, and I'm your brother."

"It's just that it looks like I have more hairs on my head than you."

Fan Erji said, and flashed the top of his bald head at the other party, but Fan Yanda took advantage of his unpreparedness and directly put down a hair that was scarce at all, and said proudly:

"Okay, it's the same now."

"Fan Yanda, your uncle!"

"Isn't my uncle your uncle?"

The two didn't say a few words, and then they fought again, and Wang Quanquan shook his head and smiled when he saw this, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

……

In the Yang Cang Realm, outside the Spirit Gate, the two servants of the Holy Spirit and the ancient gods resisted the cultivation of the Holy Spirit Taibai, and the situation was not optimistic.

The Holy Spirit has supernatural powers, which are far beyond the comprehension of ordinary monks, and one move and one style contain supreme power, and if the ancient gods had not taken advantage of the geographical advantage, they would have been defeated long ago.

Every time Taibai took a step forward, several people took a step back, and the chaotic qi and the power of the realm between the two constantly collided with each other, and the ancient gods had reached the point of exhaustion, and it was only a matter of time before the spiritual gate was broken.

"Immortality, spear solid, why bother to resist stubbornly? The Holy Spirit has forsaken you, and there is a need for a new Lord in this world. ”

Lifang Taibai's voice was not rippling, and the spear who had served Qing Zheng all the year round saw that she was the same as her master, and she was a ruthless cultivator, although she knew that there was little hope, but she still persuaded her:

"Lifang Taibai, with your ability, you can obviously create a realm of your own, why do you have to kill Lord Qingzheng?"

"Mao Shi, more than 10,000 years have passed, I didn't expect you to still be a loyal dog, since you want to know, I'll tell you."

The woman shook her right hand, and the power of space froze, and then the fist was released, and the condensed space retreated backwards, taking away the chaotic qi exerted by several people on the opposite side.

It is not new for the Holy Spirit to manipulate the chaotic yin and yang, and everyone is trying to maintain the only remaining realm, preparing for the next attack of the other party, but Lifang Taibai did not take the opportunity to attack, but stopped his pace and opened his hands.

A large expanse of darkness emerged from behind her, covering all directions in an instant, and the darkness was harmless, only the light released by the stars was hidden.

Seeing this scene, a sense of déjà vu rose in the hearts of several people, and Li Changsheng was the first to react, and his face changed slightly:

"You're quiet?"

The darkness cleared like smoke, and the woman's voice was still cold:

"I've waited for 10,000 years, just to take revenge today, Li Changsheng, you know best what happened back then, do you really want to stand on Qingzheng's side?"

The old man's face was embarrassed when he heard this, he groaned slightly, and said:

"Lord Qing Zheng did go a little too far back then, but now that you have cultivated the Ruthless Dao, you should understand her decision at that time."

"I do understand, so she should understand my decision."

After the woman finished speaking, she suddenly made a move, and the majestic chaotic aura smashed down overwhelmingly, even though the ancient gods operated the realm to the extreme, they were still squeezed back a little bit.

……

Since the establishment of the ancient god realm, the divine palace has been ruled by the Holy Spirit "Boat Vessel", that is, the previous life of the king's authority.

Tens of thousands of years, there are always times when he is bored, he will occasionally sneak away to the Nether to play for a while, as short as a few days, as many as a few months, during this period, the affairs of the Divine Palace are all in charge of Qing Zheng.

Qing Zheng has always been strict, moody, it is really not as good as the boat to make people relax, and the ancient gods who are domineering on weekdays are also well-behaved during this time, and they dare not cause trouble, and they have always been well-behaved, but they stabbed a big basket when Qing Zheng was in charge.

When there was an evil god in the ancient god realm Miasma Yunzhou, his name was so good, he proclaimed himself an ancient god, gathered hundreds of thousands of warlocks, and sacrificed his life to call the Holy Spirit.

Qing Zheng was furious, and ordered the light god Yiyang to go to punish him, and exposed him to the sun for three months, until the earth cracked for thousands of miles, and the grass and trees did not grow, completely cutting off the qi of Yu Zhi.

You happened to pass by, and when she saw the creatures below wailing, she thought that Yiyang was acting arbitrarily again, so she cast a spell to bring away the darkness.

It was the darkness of these few days that made the evil god get a respite, and then gathered a large army, intending to kill the god, and then there was a military god and Kang Dong to conquer Yunzhou.

The catastrophe was severely punished, and the godhead was cut off and reincarnated, so there is today's disaster.

…… (End of chapter)