At this moment, Jiang Qi and the others looked at the lifeless old mother who appeared in front of them, and their minds were blank.

It wasn't the first time he had faced a god, but the silent shock was becoming clearer.

Lin Chengdao looked at his half-empty mother, smiling happily.

"It's now!"

"Taiyi Demon God, you can't let me down."

Lin Chengdao was eager to try.

His goal was never to help the Taiyi Demon God or the Childless Mother.

For Lin Chengdao, it doesn't matter who lives or dies, what he wants is the blood of the gods.

It's a godslayer!

In mid-air, the childless mother looked at the child in Chen Qian's arms below, and the kind look on her face became more and more intense.

She stretched out her hand, and an invisible wind rose out of thin air, enveloping the child in Chen Qian's arms.

"This is my child!"

Chen Qian hugged the baby in her arms tightly, her eyes seemed to be bloodshot, and she stared at the empty and lifeless old mother and roared.

As two tears of blood fell, the mournful cry resounded in the sky again.

An invisible ghost shuttles through the void and pounces on the lifeless old mother.

The original benevolent face of the childless old mother changed accordingly.

The three blue, red, and white rays of light above his head were dazzling, and the light hung down, directly piercing the ghost like an arrow and nailing it into the void.

On the high platform, Chen Qian opened her mouth and spit out blood.

The childless mother reached out again and grabbed the baby directly into her hand.

"What is she going to do?"

Jiang Qi looked down and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Of course I ate that kid!"

Ding Shan said at this time.

"What do you think a childless mother is? She is just a ghost, and it is only because she is worshiped and sacrificed by the ignorant and foolish people that she has changed from a ghost to a wild god. ”

"After all, she's just a ghost!"

"Devouring living beings, especially those full of wisdom, is a great supplement for her."

"That's why there is a legend that brought 480 million children back to their hometown in vacuum."

Ding Shan obviously knew a lot about the White Lotus Sect, and his expression was full of disdain and disdain.

Just as the two were talking, the childless mother looked at the child in her arms with a hideous look, and she opened her mouth wide to devour the baby.

At the moment when the baby entered, a pure golden fire burst ablaze.

A louder, translucent cry resounded through the night sky.

The golden flame flew and burned in the air, lighting up the whole night.

Then it turned into a divine steed golden crow, flapping its wings and flying.

"Little ghost, do you want to devour the god too?"

Jin Crow opened his mouth to hear.

And hearing this voice, Jiang Qi was shocked, he had heard the voice of the Taiyi Demon God before.

And as the voice appeared, the silent old mother in mid-air also let out a sharp roar, and the blue, red and white sun above her head rotated and turned into a white lotus and fell.

The white lotus is in full bloom, like a cave ruin, devouring the world.

Countless golden fires were devoured.

Even the golden crow in the middle of the air was affected, and it was quickly entangled by countless white lotuses, and was almost devoured until the golden fire flew up, and finally burned the white lotus.

Then a majestic god appeared, wearing a crown and a star god robe, appeared in mid-air.

The god-man looked majestic, raised his hand and slashed at the lifeless mother in mid-air, directly cutting the lifeless mother in two.

A golden fire burned from the birthless old mother, and then countless white lotus petals fell from the sky like a rain.

Lin Chengdao looked at the half-blank lotus petals, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Sure enough, it's worthy of being a demon god!"

His figure flashed, and his mouth breathed one after another, making magical powers.

The black wind then swept through the air, gathering countless white lotus rains, and finally landed under the big mulberry tree in the courtyard.

Jiang Qi looked at Lin Chengdao's actions, and his eyes flashed.

"Is that what you're for?"

Jiang Qi felt that he had guessed something, but he felt absurd.

He did so many things and caused many people to die because of this.

Raise a mulberry tree?

This is ridiculous!

Lin Chengdao stood in front of the mulberry tree, patting the dry trunk, a little embarrassed.

"It's true that it's too difficult to re-feed this mulberry tree."

Lin Chengdao turned his head at this moment.

"Do you know the origin of this mulberry tree?"

"I can probably guess."

Jiang Qi nodded.

"It is rumored that in the Ming and Qing dynasties, there were people who gave scriptures to get the white lotus treasure scroll in the mulberry tree, and then preached the world and gathered believers, so the name of the white lotus was prosperous."

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the ancient tree, right?"

Jiang Qi's gaze swept over the dry mulberry tree in front of him, and slowly explained its origin.

Previously, the Taiping Daoist used this past to prevaricate him, and he also made three town things, which caused them to not know how long they had been running.

"Not bad!"

Lin Chengdao nodded.

"It's just that this mulberry tree has withered long after that year, and although I found this big mulberry tree a long time ago, no matter what method I tried, I couldn't revive this mulberry tree."

"Until I met the Taiyi Demon God, his appearance made me see a possibility."

Lin Chengdao thought of the previous encounter, and his face bloomed with a smile.

Hearing this, Jiang Qi suddenly thought of something.

"Mulberry wood passes on the scriptures, and it opens when it meets the blood of sincerity!"

This is a rumor contained in the scriptures.

And as he spoke, the dead wood began to bud in front of him, and green leaves appeared with it, until the trees were verdant and resembling a canopy.

"Those white lotus petals are the blood of the lifeless old mother, the blood of the gods."

Looking at the vision that appeared in front of him, Jiang Qi muttered to himself.

Ding Shan and the others were already shocked by the changes in front of them and were at a loss.

I don't know how to deal with the chaos in front of me.

Lin Chengdao didn't pay much attention to Jiang Qi, but walked between the mulberry trees and tore open the bark, revealing the dove people hiding inside.

Under Lin Chengdao's gaze, the dove Daoren, who was originally in a coma, moved his eyelids and woke up.

Click!

The sound of the trees tearing rang in everyone's ears, and then appeared in front of them a dove man in a white robe.

"Lin Chengdao, you are so bold, you dare to imprison this seat!"

The eyes of the dovedos fell on Lin Chengdao.

The words were full of coldness and cruelty.

Lin Chengdao was not afraid, just staring at the dove Daoist in mid-air.

"I can't help it, there is a problem with your immortal technique, and I can only try to wake you up in this way."

"It's good that it's going to turn out well, isn't it?"

The dove was silent for a moment, and then his eyes became calm.

As Lin Chengdao said, it doesn't matter what he experienced during the period, the important thing is that he has finally woken up now.

"After hundreds of years, I finally found myself!"

The dove man looked at his palm, and the memory was tumbling in his mind at the moment.

It was a centuries-old experience, and little by little it was being mixed and recalled.

The next moment, the figure of the dove man flashed and came to Mao Yuan's side, and his words were vicissitudes and joy.

"Little monk, I didn't expect that hundreds of years have passed, and you are still alive."

(End of chapter)