Chapter 207 Supreme Merit, Grief and Indignation Lu Ya!
As for Zhunti and Jieyin, their eyes were wide open.
The Chaos Spiritual Root was indeed worthy of its reputation, with the power to support the heaven and earth. The only pity was that it was not from his west.
Fortunately, this time it was not completely fruitless. He got a piece of Buzhou fragment from the west, which was enough to refine an extremely powerful spiritual treasure.
A day and a night passed, and the ruins of Buzhou Mountain in the center of the prehistoric world were finally replaced by a thick golden tree!
The golden world tree rose from the ground, penetrated the nine heavens and ten earths, and could not see the end at a glance, supporting the prehistoric world.
The terrifying spiritual energy, with the world tree as the center, set off layer after layer of storms.
At the top of the world tree, countless dense golden branches and leaves, invisibly connected countless chaotic stars.
In the dark, the power of the chaotic stars was blessed on it, and the world tree took root in the earth, continuously absorbing the power of the earth veins.
It is truly as stable as Mount Tai, no worse than Mount Buzhou.
The current World Tree is far from reaching its growth limit.
Its potential is infinite. Over time, with continuous growth, the height it reaches will even surpass Mount Buzhou.
"With the World Tree, the nine heavens and ten earths are supported. The crisis of the prehistoric world has finally been resolved."
Tongtian felt relieved.
"Yes, the catastrophe is over, and we can breathe a sigh of relief."
The saints breathed a sigh of relief. Since the war between the witches and the lich, they have been worried until now. The pressure is too great.
Hongjun calculated and nodded slightly, "The catastrophe is over, the world is clear, you can handle the rest of the things by yourselves."
"We will send you off, teacher."
The saints bowed their hands and saluted.
A white light flashed, and Hongjun's figure disappeared.
"Buzz!"
At this time, the World Tree, which rose from the ground and was comparable to the sun and the moon, began to vibrate again, and countless golden branches and leaves were displayed to form a golden canopy.
An extremely huge cloud of merit and blessing appeared next to the World Tree.
This was the merit and blessing sent down by the Heavenly Dao.
The cloud of merit and blessing condensed in the air, stretching for an unknown number of feet, with countless strange phenomena appearing in it.
The next moment, a huge amount of merit fell,
a full 30%, all of which fell into Nuwa's body.
One tenth fell into Taiqing's body.
One tenth fell into Yuqing's body.
One tenth fell into Shangqing's body.
Another tenth fell into Jieyin's body.
As for Zhunti, he had the weakest Taoism and lasted the shortest time to support the water of the Tianhe River to prevent it from falling into the prehistoric world, so he only got half of it.
As for the other 25%, Jiejiao took the lead, and all the disciples came out together, divided the work and cooperated, and directly occupied 10%.
The remaining 15% was distributed to the cultivators among the prehistoric tribes who took action to sort out the prehistoric earth veins, suppress the earth, fire, water and wind, and clean up the water of the four seas. More or less, they all got a lot of merit.
From the merits of Jiejiao, a stream of merit was also separated and poured into the golden wheel of merit behind Zhao Gongming.
The golden wheel of merit became more and more condensed, exuding an eternal and immortal charm.
Heavenly Dao sent down merits, and the dividends were not cheap, but this was not the most surprising thing for Zhao Gongming.
Heavenly Dao merits are one-time, there is nothing to say, just treat it as a windfall.
What surprised him the most was the merits of the World Tree.
That's right, what fell into his body along with Heavenly Dao merits before was not only Heavenly Dao merits, but also the merits of the World Tree.
The World Tree supports the sky all the time, and can obtain weak merits every day.
In other words, every once in a while, Zhao Gongming and Xuangui can share a profit, which is also a terrifying number over time.
"I didn't expect that the merits I gave out would be earned back one day."
Xuangui was also very happy, but all cultivators must have merits.
If the merits are less than a certain level, or even karma is added, disasters will fall.
On the way that Zhao Gongming brought the black tortoise to Jin'ao Island, the black tortoise was very unlucky.
Either he encountered a big monster or was in danger, but fortunately, with the black tortoise's black water shell, he could easily push it aside.
At Buzhou Mountain, after the merits fell, all the saints announced it to the prehistoric world in unison.
The witch and the lich fell, and the prehistoric world entered a new era.
In addition, no cultivators are allowed to live within 100,000 miles around the world tree.
This rule is mainly to prevent the prehistoric cultivators from harming the world tree.
After all, the world tree is full of treasures, its branches can be used to create spiritual treasures, and its leaves contain a large amount of innate Yi wood essence. Even the world fruits it produces have various mysterious effects.
After announcing all the cultivators in the prehistoric world, the saints did not stop, and each turned into a stream of light and flew to their own dojo.
In Beijuluzhou, a voice of grief and pain came from the deep underground!
"Father, uncle, mother!"
In the battle between the witches and liches, all the high-ranking members of the two tribes of witches and liches died.
The voice of grief and indignation came from the last son of the Golden Crow Emperor, Lu Ya.
Not far from the center of the earth, there is another world. The palaces are full of holes, connecting the surroundings, forming an extremely wide space.
This is built by Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi. It is very secretive. No more than five people in the whole heaven know about it.
In a palace, the jade card in Lu Ya's hand broke into countless pieces and scattered on him. He leaned against the solid wall in a daze, wandering in the sky, with tears on his face.
In just a few hundred years, the blow to Lu Ya's arrival was too great!
Nine brothers died tragically!
Father, uncle, mother died!
In the battle of the Lich, 70% to 80% of Heavenly Court's top combat power was reduced to nothing!
Bai Ze came over from a short distance waving his feather fan.
"Your Highness, you have to cheer up. All the hope of the demon clan lies in you."
Lu Ya raised his head, "The hope of the demon clan?"
He smiled bitterly and said, "Heaven is gone. My father, uncle, and mother have all fallen. How can there be any hope?"
Bai Ze solemnly said, "Your Highness, although our Heavenly Court suffered heavy losses due to the battle with the Lich, the situation is not so bad that it is irreversible."
This veteran minister who had existed since the time Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi joined forces to establish the Heavenly Court, spoke with sincerity.
"The five great demon saints have not yet fallen. There are Daluo, Taiyi-level demon gods, and demon kings. There are still a large number of demon kings. Your Highness, you must lead us to restore the glory of the demon clan."
"Restore the glory of the demon clan. Can I really do it?"
Lu Ya raised his head uncertainly, his eyes only green and confused.
"I am valued by the Demon Emperor and serve as a military advisor. I will assist His Majesty."
Bai Ze said solemnly.
"Your Highness, we will also assist you."
Fei Lian, Ji Meng, Shang Yang, Yingzhao and other demon saints also came over and spoke seriously.
Lu Ya stood up slowly and saluted everyone, "Thank you very much."
Lu Ya said, "Thirty-three days, there is a large treasure house of my heaven. That is the secret of my heaven. Military advisor, do we want to go get it back?"
